The broad-shouldered man frowned and shouted, "There's a little ghost behind you!"

The long-bearded old man said indifferently: "It's a rootless one, don't care about him!" stared at the leg of lamb sizzling on the fire, and said, "Eat some first, and grow some strength." As he spoke, he tore off half of the hot oil and threw it into the hands of the broad-shouldered man, and said: "I didn't expect you to break through the congenital, alas, God is jealous of talent!" It's a pity to let you, a young man in the right age, stay in this barren mountain and wilderness with the old man!"

The broad-shouldered man said: "The old man Yu has a good reputation, and the kid is also lucky." The eldest husband or the horse leather shroud or the lingering bed, both horizontal and vertical, are all dead, what is the pity! But such an unexplained loss of life, I, Qin Xianbang, are really unwilling, Yu Lao, tell me the truth, who is the one who chased and killed us along the way?"

Yu Lao said: "Hmph, what's the use of knowing! This matter has already involved Shangzong, it must be a game that will never die, and I am just some chess pieces!"

Qin Xianbang exclaimed: "Qingyue Gate?"

Yu Lao nodded and sighed: "Yes, you must already know in your heart, this thing is not a mortal thing! If not, the people in the two factions would not be so ignorant." Alas, whether it is an immortal or a fan, it is just a group of cysts in the camp. ”

While speaking, the two of them had already finished eating the roe legs, and Yu Lao untied a bulging cowhide strap from his waist and threw it into Qin Xianbang's hand and said, "Qin boy, let's change it, and the old man will break it." If I am unfortunately dead, I beg you to take care of my wife and children more for the sake of today. There is no need to say more, you and I can take advantage of this effort to recover quickly!"

The broad-shouldered man silently untied the strap around his waist, raised his hand and threw it out, and carefully tied the jade old man close to his waist. At the moment, they each sat cross-legged to recover their strength, and for a while the cave was silent up and down, only the heavy snow outside the window "fluttered".

After a while, I don't know where and where, a piercing laugh exploded out of thin air, and the sky and the earth were full of this laughter. When the horror was made, the heavy snow outside the cave whistled in vain, and the hurricane rushed in like a hurricane, cold as a knife piercing the bones and deep cold, scraping the sand and flying stones in the cave.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment, and when the snow dissipated a little, there were five people standing straight at the entrance of the cave in a trance, all of whom were covered in black and couldn't see their faces clearly. One of them giggled and said, "Pang Yu, we have to have an end eventually, if you hand over that thing, I'll give you a chance to cut yourself, what?"

If there was no one next to Pang Yu, he broke off a dead wood and threw it into the fire, and said, "Your Excellency thinks that under the fire, how can this withered branch survive?" As he spoke, he jumped up with Qin Xianbang next to him, and rushed towards the five people, and in an instant, the strong wind roared and the cave shook.

It's a pity that the two of them have already been injured, and after dozens of rounds, they have gradually gained the upper hand, and the five people have seen that the offensive is tighter, and Pang Yu is surrounded by three people, and the situation is the most critical. After dozens of moves, when the fierce battle was blazing, he suddenly heard Pang Yu snort, and his body fell out in the air. The man at the head sneered contemptuously: "It's a pity that a grandmaster who has attained perfection the day after tomorrow still has to resist stubbornly at this point." ”

Pang Yu spilled blood from his mouth and nose and gritted his teeth and said: "Today it was planted by my Baisha Gang, Shangzong will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly, do you think you can escape the pursuit of the Immortal Gate?"

The man in black in the lead smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about these things, you just need to give me the things." ”

Pang Yu sneered: "I hope you can bear it!" After that, he closed his eyes and was speechless, pulled off the cowhide strap from his waist and waved it over. A man in black on the opposite side threw out a pitch-black chain and wrapped it head-on, vomiting with internal force, the cowhide strap silently collapsed, the debris was like rain, and a palm-sized black iron box was peeled off in the air. The man in black took his arm in his hand, carefully retrieved it, and handed it to the leader of the man. The leader took it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it for a few breaths, shouting, "It's open!" and threw it back into Pang Yu's arms.

Pang Yu smiled contemptuously: "You dare to come and grab food with this guts, Lao Tzu will cook for you." As he spoke, the black iron box fell in the air. The leader seemed to have expected it, and before Pang Yu's strength fell, he had already punched out, and when the strength was handed over, the black iron box was sucked in by a black-clothed man next to him, and he saw that his body exploded with a "bang" A viscous black mist was dispersed, and the leader shouted urgently: "Hold your breath!" The two people next to him flew back sharply, and they still inhaled a little. When the two people on the other side saw it, they gave up Qin Xianbang in a few tricks and retreated to the door together.

The leader shouted in a deep voice, "The speed is over!" As he spoke, his figure fluttered and slammed into Qin Xianbang.

Pang Yu laughed and said, "Your opponent is Lao Tzu!" As he spoke, a dull and heavy soft sword flew out of his waist, carrying an incomparable strength and resounding, and the sword stopped the leader like a mist. The black-clothed people knew that time was pressing, and they all used 12 points of strength to kill.

Although Pang Yu is the grandmaster of the acquired perfection, the person who leads the opposite side is similar to his skills. Qin Xianbang needless to say, although he is in the list of the day after tomorrow, he has not advanced for a long time, and the remaining four people on the opposite side are all masters of the day after tomorrow, so he will make a judgment on which one is stronger and which one is higher.

Sure enough, after a short time, the two of them were like boats drifting in the wind and rain, almost capsizing, back to back covered in blood and frustrated on the ground, and the besieging five people were also disheveled and scattered.

Looking at it again at this time, Qin Xianbang's waist strap was empty, and he was holding it in the hands of one of the black-clothed people. The leader glanced at it and said indifferently, "Be careful!" Everyone held their breath and was on guard. The man in black shook the cowhide strap into the wind, shook out a palm-sized black iron box, and put his hands into the hands of the leader.

At this time, Pang and Qin rushed together without hesitation, and a few black-clothed people on the side were waiting for this opportunity, and they fought with great vigor and strength. Qin Xianbang was the most miserable, half of his arm was shattered in an instant, and he fell straight and flew out and saw that he was going to die.

After all, Pang Yu has profound skills, and the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, and it can still support one or two, and Rao is so besieged by the other two people, it is also like a big wave drifting boat that capsizes at any time. After encouraging and supporting more than a dozen moves, he was finally invincible with two fists and four palms, his lower body was shattered by fists and feet, and his blades were shattered, and his intestines, stomach, spleen, and kidneys were "gurgling" to the ground. ”

At this moment, the man in black suddenly felt that the dantian was concussive and painful like a knife, and when he was frightened, it suddenly condensed like ice, and his limbs were stiff and fell to the ground together, thinking that it was the poisonous hair in the box before.

The man in black at the head had the deepest skills, staggered and barely stood up, and said contemptuously: "Old dog, what kind of poison is this?"

Pang Yuqiqi was like crazy, and laughed: "Dog thing...... Feel the taste...... How!" As he spoke, he tried his best to gather all his internal strength, and the soft sword in his hand roared like a falling star, and stabbed straight at the man in black.

The man in black at the head smiled and said: "What can I do with a small poison, Lao Tzu doesn't need internal force." Seeing that the sword qi was unlucky, he suddenly shook his arm and shouted: "Disease!"

Between the fingers of the man in black, a strange spew out a scorching flame, Pang Yu's limbs were cut off and unavoidable, and he was submerged in it and burned into ashes in an instant, and he didn't even have time to scream. The strangeness of this thing is beyond the reach of human beings, and it is not expected to be a mundane technique.

At this moment, behind the gravel in front of the man in black, a miserable scream came out, and a young man rushed out to the side, with his hair and clothes scorched and embarrassed, needless to say that it was Chen Fengxiao.