The first Wu Bai Yi picks up the land chapter

This time the incident happened suddenly, everyone never expected that the two beggar disciples of the Pear Flower Hall would do this, with the high martial arts of the two of them, if they wanted to wave their troops to poke themselves, no one could stop them.

Feng Tinong and Feng Zi were both shocked, and shouted in unison, "No. He stretched out his hand and snatched the dagger in their hand.

But with a flash of blood, two streams of blood spurted out, turning into bright red petals in mid-air, and I saw the two beggar Pear Flower Hall disciples kneel on their knees, kneel down in front of Feng Tinong and Feng Zi, and suddenly drift away.

There were two "choking" sounds, and the two bloody daggers fell to the ground at this time. Although Fengzi has experienced all kinds of sad things for a long time, the magnificent scene he saw and heard in front of him was the first time in his life.

He was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and he shouted urgently: "This...... This ...... What do you have to do here?"

Fengzi hurriedly rushed to hug the two beggars to help the disciples of Pear Flower Hall, wanting to stop the bleeding in their necks. However, the throat was pierced, and the blood was gushing like a spring, even if the Golden Luo Great Immortal was here, he was helpless.

Fengzi is not able to stay,

He cried loudly, looked up at Feng Tinon, and shouted, "Hall Master Feng, we ...... We...... This...... But how can this be done?" Feng Tinong shook his head and let out a long sigh, and said gloomily: "The old man didn't expect that these two people were very strong. Although the master of the Mi Hall is wise in everything to protect his life and ignores it, but he can have such brothers in his hall, what regrets do he have? Alas, if everyone in our beggar gang is like this, why is it as divided as it is now, you don't care about me, I am up to you, a big gang in the world that everyone admires, is just letting others criticize and laugh at it?" Feng Tinong sighed again, stretched out his hand to help Fengzi get up, and turned around to order the beggars of the Chrysanthemum Hall to bury the dead beggar disciples on the spot.

At this time, four or five gangs dragged several large fishing nets out of the woods. One of them took a few steps forward and saluted Feng Tinong and Feng Zi, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that these big internal guards were very arrogant, knowing that we had never had silver to eat when we called Huazi, so I gave them away with both hands. Please see the two hall masters. As he spoke, he picked up the corner of a fishing net and presented it to Feng Ti Nong Feng Zi and the two of them.

Fengzi saw the fishing net shining in the sun, and couldn't help but feel extremely strange, and when she looked closely, she saw that the edge of the fishing net was actually full of tiny silver needles.

These fishing nets were dragged out of the woods, and the old man surnamed Shi Na of Yuqing Dao and other Ouchi guards had arranged them in the woods in advance, as long as they set foot in the woods, the fishing nets would be covered layer by layer, and even if the two ribs were winged, it would be difficult to escape.

What's more, the net is full of tiny silver needles, stained with flesh and bones, sealing the meridians and cutting off acupoints, and he can be regarded as having three heads and six arms.

Fengzi gasped when she saw this, and she understood better

"Poisonous hands without salt" Ge Tiangeng's vicious nature, those silver needles should also be soaked in all kinds of hemp soft poison, in short, it is necessary to make himself powerless to resist.

Thinking of the Yuqing Taoist and the old man surnamed Shi and others, the means are unscrupulous, ruthless, interlocking and unguardable, if they really fall into their hands, it is not life without love, life is better than death?

Feng Zi was both shocked and angry, and his anger rushed to the top of his head, and he raised his legs and slammed his feet twice, and kicked the corpses of Yuqing Daoist and the old man surnamed Shi on the ground far away into the grass and downhill.