In the dark room, the guards fumbled for an oil lamp, lit it, and led the way in front. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Feng and Jiang Yuelong followed behind.

Moments later, the three of them came to the door of the bedroom.

The guard said softly: "The master is inside, you can go in, I'll go first!"

Ling Feng bent his fingers and connected the dots, sealed the person's seven acupoints, including the dumb acupoints, took the oil lamp, and said lightly: "You go and open the door!"

Jiang Yuelong nodded and gently pushed open the door.

Ling Feng entered the room and placed the oil lamp on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Jiang Yuelong followed, and the two walked to the bedside.

A middle-aged man and a beautiful woman were lying on the bed, both looking serene, as if they were asleep. Not surprisingly, the two are Xie Yunhe and his wife Zhao.

At this moment, three silver needles suddenly pierced the curtain and shot at Ling Feng at a rapid pace.

Ling Feng's expression was indifferent, as if he had expected it, he drew his sword in an instant, the silver sword light flashed, and with a ding, the silver needles fell to the ground in unison.

Almost at the same time, the middle-aged man also opened his eyes in an instant, shooting seven silver needles towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's figure spun sharply and moved to the right, avoiding the silver needle.

However, Jiang Yuelong's figure flashed, and his palm condensed blood and qi, and slapped at Xie Yunhe.

Xie Yunhe half-knelt on the bed, his palm condensed an inch of white qi, and suddenly slapped it out.

The two palms touched, and there was a loud bang, and the red and white colors were agitated.

Jiang Yuelong quickly retreated, taking three steps back in a row before she fixed her figure, but she was still tumbling in her blood.

Xie Yunhe's body didn't move, but he poofed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Jiang Yuelong with an unbelievable look.

In fact, both of them are the best of the day after tomorrow, and their skills are similar, but behind Xie Yunhe is his wife, and there is no way to retreat. He held on, but his strength could not be vented, but instead impacted his internal organs and suffered internal injuries.

Strangely, his wife never woke up, and it seemed that she had taken some kind of strong sweat pill and had difficulty waking up.

At this time, Ling Feng said coldly: "Xie Yunhe, in order to pursue your junior sister, you killed your master Zhao Feihe, and blamed your senior brother Jiang Nanhe, the crime is extremely heinous, today we are black and white to take your life!"

(The personal disciples of the Feihe Gate must change their names, and there must be a crane character in their names.) ）

Xie Yunhe said in a deep voice: "If you want my life, it's not so easy!"

Ling Feng's figure flashed, a sword stabbed out, and he arrived in front of Xie Yunhe in an instant.

At this moment, three silver needles shot out of the window again.

Ling Feng's outgoing spiritual power had already sensed it, and with a turn of the sword, he swept down three silver needles.

At this time, Xie Yunhe took the opportunity to slap Ling Feng's chest with a palm.

Seeing that Ling Feng was about to be slapped, Xie Yunhe's expression suddenly froze for a moment.

This was because a sword intent welled up from Ling Feng's eyebrows, piercing into his mind.

Ling Feng took the opportunity to swing his sword, and the snow-bright blade quickly slashed across Xie Yunhe's neck.

A line of blood appeared, blood gushed out, and Xie Yunhe's body fell.

With a ding, the system prompt sounded: "Congratulations to the player, you killed Feihe Palm Xie Yunhe, and obtained 190 points of essence and 680 points of chivalry." ”

At this moment, three silver needles shot out of the window again.

Jiang Yuelong slapped out with a palm, and a thick palm power gushed out, and the palm wind swept by, blowing the silver needle down. She said coldly: "I always hide behind and put poison needles, I'll kill him." ”

"Forget it, you go clean up the battlefield. ”

Ling Feng sighed. If he guessed correctly, the person just now was Xie Yunhe's son Xie Yuhe.

Jiang Yuelong groped around Xie Yunhe for a while, and in addition to the silver ticket, he also found a book of "Flying Crane Secret Book", which contained several kinds of unique skills, Feihe Palm, Feihe Divine Needle, Feihe Body Method, and Feihe Heart Method, all of which were superior martial arts, and they were a complete set of peerless learning, the inheritance of a sect, and the value exceeded that of a high-grade weapon. She looked slightly surprised, opened the secret book, and saw two lines of handwriting on the reverse side of the cover, she read: "Xie Yunhe would like to present this secret book, and Wang Ling Daxia will open up to their mother and son." ”

Obviously, Xie Yunhe had long known that Ling Feng would come to kill him, but he could expect it so accurately, it was a bit of a problem.

However, Ling Feng didn't show it, and said indifferently: "You can take the cheats first." ”

Jiang Yuelong looked happy and put it away.

"Let's go!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Jiang Yuelong followed, and when she arrived at the door, she found that the guard just now was gone.

The two of them made it all the way to the main hall.

Ling Feng admonished: "You leave from the backyard, I leave from the front yard, be careful!"

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. ”

After Jiang Yuelong finished speaking, she went to the backyard.

Ling Feng took a poison-avoiding pill and left for the main entrance.

As soon as he got out of the door, a large net fell overhead.

The four of them pulled the four corners, trying to catch Ling Feng.

At the same time, a sturdy man with a wooden barrel and a barrel of fierce fire oil (oil) poured towards Ling Feng.

The sword flashed, the fishing net cut open, Ling Feng jumped up, and the fierce fire oil was splashed on the ground.

At this moment, two more people on the roof held wooden barrels and poured two barrels of fierce fire oil over.

At this time, Ling Feng's void had nowhere to borrow his strength, and it was already difficult to dodge. Apparently all this was calculated in advance.

Ling Feng's expression was calm, and his left and right arms rotated rapidly, driving his body to move rapidly.

Although he avoided most of it, his right arm was splashed with oil.

At this time, these people just retreated quickly. Countless torches appeared around the villa, and twenty archers on the left and right walls, in front of the courtyard, and on the roof, each with rockets, surrounded Ling Feng on all sides, shooting arrows at the same time.

If you get shot by a rocket on the arm, you're done.

Ling Feng's expression was calm, and he silently recited in his heart: Exchange for a third-order vajra talisman.

After deducting 450 chivalrous points, a yellow spirit rune quietly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Seeing that countless rockets were about to shoot at Ling Feng, ten thousand arrows pierced his heart. The yellow talisman in his palm suddenly turned into a ball of golden light, forming an aura shield that protected Ling Feng.

The rockets shot at the golden dome and crashed to the ground with a sound of gold and iron. The aura shield of this vajra talisman was like a golden bell protecting Ling Feng, but at the same time, it was difficult to support it and it was shaky after receiving such an arrow.

Ling Feng seized the opportunity and suddenly ripped off the sleeve of his right arm that was sticky to the oil oil.

At this moment, countless rockets were fired at each other again.

Ling Feng's mind moved, and a yellow spirit rune appeared again in the palm of his left hand, and another 450 chivalrous points were deducted.

Immediately, the golden air shield dissipated.

Ling Feng swung his long sword, slashed down the rocket in front of him, and slashed at the archers on the wall on the left. His body was as fast as a phantom, and in an instant he was at the left wall. As long as the encirclement is highlighted, with the speed of his body, these people will not be able to catch up at all.

At that moment, a seven-foot silver spear pierced through the wall and stabbed him in the chest, almost stabbing into his body by a fraction of a second.

Ling Feng's figure suddenly bent backwards, and the spear stabbed through his cheek.

Immediately, the seven-foot silver spear retracted rapidly, but countless rockets flew in.

Ling Feng calmed his body, his toes touched the ground, jumped over, and flew to the outside of the wall. Before his feet landed, two long knives condensed black from the left and right ribs, and a silver spear stabbed rapidly from his chest.

In an instant, Ling Feng had just jumped out of one killing game, and then fell into another killing game, every step of the way.