When Tan Xingde caught up with everyone, Yifeng had already killed two earth-shattering golden knives, and he had a move with Tan Xingcheng's opponent. The Earth Demon Golden Knife is fast and accurate, but Yifeng is unhurried, it seems that he is not able to handle it, Tan Xingde only glanced at it a few times and knew that even if the Earth Demon Golden Knife was powerful, if there were no more than five people joining forces, it would be difficult to kill Yifeng. Immediately rushed to the aid of Liang Xie, the double battle of the golden knife, Tan Xingcheng slowed down a little and joined the battle, with three to one, Tan Xingde, as the head of the martial arts, was far above the earthly golden knife, and after a few moves, the earthly golden knife was hit by two palms, knowing that he was invincible and wanted to leave, and was pierced through the head by the arrow shot by Li Zhijie's stick string. Liang Xie was about to help Yifeng, but Yifeng had already stripped off the golden clothes of the earth-shattering golden knife, how could he still need help? Yifeng threw the golden clothes to Yincang Wolf to change into, and the pursuers had already broken off the wounds and cripples of everyone, and they were so tired that they almost wanted to collapse, but they still didn't dare to stay for a moment and hurriedly left. Walking out of another mile, Zong Lao and Buliu chased after him, Zong Lao was stabbed in the left chest, fortunately, the wound was not deep and there was no big problem, and it had already scabbed at this moment, and he did not leave a lot of internal force to use the 'lion's roar', and the killing and the backlash of borrowing strength were gradually pressed, and his face was a little ugly. Such a roar will inevitably attract all the enemies, and everyone is tired and still dare not stay, which can be painful for the shopkeepers who don't know martial arts, and even more bitter for the seriously injured. Seeing that after walking for a while, you will reach the end of the forest, as long as you go out of the forest and go northwest for four or five miles, there is the ferry of the 'Feilong River', and ten miles upstream of the ferry is the place where everyone retreats, as long as you get on the boat, it is easy to say.

Seeing that the 'Golden Guard' didn't seem to be chasing, Tan Xingde breathed a sigh of relief, the weight of the loss of 'Tan Men' this time made his heart tremble, he knew that he wouldn't say anything like this and wouldn't shed this troubled water, there was really no big deal about the dissolution of 'Tan Men', it was better than being destroyed, but the matter had come to this point except to go down hard, and there was no choice but to bring down the 'Rootless Party'. Fortunately, the families of the 'Tan Gate' have already arranged to evacuate, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

"Don't leave the master......" Liang Xie saw that his face softened a little, and called out tentatively.

Buliu glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Zun is escorted by Old Master Tan, and she should have left the capital now." ”

Liang Xie was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, master." Putting down a stone in his heart, Liang Xie suddenly felt relaxed, and couldn't help but smile on his face. His smile was incongruous to that of a group of defeated people, dead relatives and friends, wounded and depressed. People are sometimes very strange, at the beginning, Liang Xie spent a lot of effort to cure his wife's illness, and he did not hesitate to pay any price, he was worried all day long, and he couldn't sleep comfortably. Now although his wife has been rescued, but the disease has still not been eradicated, this departure from the capital is equivalent to cutting off the medicine, nine out of nine out of ten the symptoms have to recur, it was okay before, there is a Yun Lao invited Li Langzhong, no matter what the purpose is, in short, it can still play a role when Jiaxian is seriously ill, stabilize the condition, but who will treat Jiaxian when she is seriously ill in the future? Liang Xie's original purpose was to treat his wife's illness, but the illness was not cured but he had to lose Lang Zhong, what Liang Xie did seemed to be better for him than not to do, from this point of view, the current situation is not as good as before, but he used to worry every day, but at this moment he can really laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"Liang Daxia, are you not worried about Miss Liu's life or death at the moment?" Seeing Liang Xie's smile, he poured cold water on his head unceremoniously.

Liang Xie suddenly felt like a hammer blow to his chest: "Yes, what should Liu Shiyi do? She has always been very good to me, but I ...... to her"

Liang Xie felt guilty in his heart, stopped suddenly, turned around and was about to go back. Buliu said, "Where are you going?"

Liang Xie said: "I said that I would go back to her." ”

Buliu sneered and said, "Is it useful to go back now?"

Liang Xie was stunned for a moment, neither advancing nor retreating, Li Zhijie walked over and pulled him, and said: "Liang Daxia, let's go, if Miss Liu sees the dragon god, it will naturally be safe, but it will be dangerous to follow us, isn't this what you thought at the beginning." Besides, Madame Zun is still waiting to meet you. Li Zhijie is a smart person, and he grabbed the key point of Liang Xie with every word, Liang Xie was helpless, nodded, and followed Li Zhijie. Everyone finally ran out, but Li Zhijie didn't want Liang Xie to run back on impulse. Liang Xie was a person who showed his face, ran back with his strength and was arrested in nineteen, and at that time he couldn't withstand the torture and then explained the escape route, then today's people died in vain, and everyone's families didn't have to live.

Boom, ~~~~~~~, the thunder came up again, light thunder, no rain. Everyone secretly begged God not to rain, the 'Feilong River' was already turbulent, and if it didn't happen again, they would have to drown in the river.

There was not the slightest wind in the forest, but the leaves suddenly moved, moved slightly, and the willow branches swayed slightly. The petiole of a willow leaf on the tree seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the leaf, and suddenly the root snapped, and the willow leaf slowly floated down. The leaf slowly fluttered down in the air, landing on the shoulder collarbone of a 'half-step hall' disciple, and the disciple pressed the side of his neck and brushed the leaf down, and the leaf fluttered and fluttered, slowly, very, very slowly, as if it were not a leaf, but catkins.

No one cared about all this, everyone was still walking forward, and several disciples of 'Banbu Tang' and 'Tan Gate' also had willow leaves on their shoulders and collarbones. Another willow leaf fell, impartially, and it happened to fall on Liang Xie's shoulder collarbone, Liang Xie reached out and picked up the leaf, an ordinary leaf that could no longer be ordinary, but he had a feeling that he couldn't speak, very awkward and awkward. It had just begun autumn, and there was no wind in the forest, so how could there be fallen leaves? And why did the fallen leaves fall so slowly, as if they were very reluctant to fall to the ground. He didn't think much about it, any object created by heaven and earth is unique, even if the difference is small, there is a difference, just like a leaf falling to the ground, if the trajectory of the two leaves falling is the same, then the speed may not be the same, if the speed is the same, then the number of turns it rolls in the air may not be the same...... Strangely, however, the leaves that fell on the shoulders of several people seemed to fall exactly the same. Two more leaves fell on the shoulders of the two shopkeepers, but these two leaves seemed to be slightly different from the leaves that fell on everyone's shoulders before, and Liang Xie was relieved.

As everyone walked, a few more leaves fell, one of which fell on Tan Xingcheng's shoulder, and two fell on the shoulders of the two shopkeepers. Liang Xie felt that his shoulders were a little sore, and reached out to rub them, which was not only sour but also a little painful. Just as I was wondering, all of a sudden, 'poof, poof.' Two sounds, the two 'half-step hall' disciples fell to the ground, Tan Xingde and the sect elder hurriedly rushed to watch, only to see that the two disciples' mouths opened and opened, as if they were trying to breathe but still couldn't breathe, let alone speak, the two rolled their eyes, unconscious, Tan Xingde probed his nose, pressed the pulse on the side of the neck of the two, and it turned out to be dead.

'Poof!' another person fell, and the same mouth opened and died without saying anything. "Poof, poof!" Two shopkeepers turned over and fell to the ground, the wolf warrior grabbed it and looked at it, Xiang Buliu shook his head, and a 'Tanmen' disciple also leaned down to look, the two shopkeepers were intact, and they couldn't even find the big injuries on the tip of the needle, he reached out to probe the snort of the two, and shook his head.

"Be careful, everyone. Without looking back, he glanced at the forest in all directions, and commanded with a solemn expression.

'Puff, puff, puff!' Then three more fell, locking even tighter without brows.

"Xingcheng, what's wrong with you?" Tan Xingde saw Tan Xingcheng hanging his arms, his facial features twisted together, obviously extremely painful.

"Rheumatic and ...... Guilty, and some...... I can't breathe, my chest is ...... Chest...... Stop up...... Blocked. Tan Xingcheng said more and more slowly, and suddenly with a 'poof', he also rolled over and fell to the ground, his mouth opened and opened, and his hand desperately grabbed forward.

"It's the kung fu of flying flowers and picking leaves, so don't let the leaves get wet. Buliu shouted. "Who knows how to heal? ”

Yifeng was far away, and ran over when he heard someone fall to the ground, and at this time he was checking on the three people who had just fallen, but found that they were dead. Hearing the shouting of Buliu, he knew that the situation was wrong, so he hurriedly dodged over, saw Tan Xingcheng's condition, and then recalled the conversation between him and Tan Xingde just now, and he didn't cut the pulse at the moment (cut it was also white, it was too late. ), the left hand pressed a few times on Tan Xingcheng's chest, and the right hand pointed directly at Tan Xingcheng's 'Zhongfu acupoint'.

"Hmm~~~~~~" Tan Xingcheng snorted, the situation was slightly lightened, Yifeng didn't dare to slack off and shoot like the wind, from Tan Xingcheng's Zhongfu, Yunmen, Tianfu, Xia Bai, Qi Ze, Kong Zi, Lieqi, Jingqu, Taiyuan, Yuji, Shaoshang Zhuxue one by one, the internal force penetrated, Tan Xingcheng slowly exhaled a breath.

'Puff, puff, puff......' Tan Xingcheng has not yet recovered here, and five more people have fallen over there.

"Seniors, if you can identify the acupoints, please click on the 'Zhongfu acupoint' to save people, and the friends who are stained with willow leaves use internal force to inject their own 'Zhongfu acupoint', and if you can't recognize the acupoint, rub it with your hands on the chest, collarbone, and the outside of the arm, and hold it for a while. Yifeng didn't dare to throw down Tan Xingcheng, who had saved half of it, and left, it was obvious that there were more and more injured people, and he was not enough alone.

When everyone listened, some people who knew how to recognize acupoints hurriedly helped, and although everyone's pain was unresolved, there were no more deaths. Although Liang Xie was stained with willow leaves, except for some sore shoulders, there seemed to be no major problem, thinking that it was because of the golden clothes to protect his body.

"How is it?" Tan Xingde asked, worried about his brother's safety.

Yifeng said: "It should be the 'hand Taiyin Lung Sutra' closed or retrograde, the hands-on person has a peculiar technique, deep internal force, and the younger generation is not good at medicine. Yifeng spoke on his lips, but his hands did not stop, the internal force continued to enter Tan Xingcheng's body, and his fingers pointed at Tan Xingcheng's lung meridians over and over again. Tan Xingcheng's breathing gradually evened out.

Tan Xingde's heart was a little relieved, and he said, "Thanks to the virtuous nephew." ”

More than a dozen leaves slowly fell down, everyone was on guard and hurriedly dodged, the leaves rolled, and the wind that followed the crowd came up again, and two 'Banbutang' disciples couldn't dodge, and happened to fall below their chests, and the two only felt that their hearts trembled, their eyes were black, and they fainted to the ground. Zong Lao and Yifeng hurriedly ran over to check.

"Don't dodge, catch the leaves with your weapon. "The situation is weird, and he didn't shout, and his body moved with his 'flower fingers' to pinch a few leaves floating in the air on his fingertips. How can an ordinary leaf have such power, without leaving a finger to crush the leaf, suddenly feel a numbness in the middle finger, and then a pain in the heart, for Buliu is even more painful than a knife to him. Relying on the 'King Kong is not bad magic' to protect the body, he was not injured without staying, but the sense of vigilance was much stronger.

Yifeng glanced at the two disciples of the 'Half-Step Hall', shook his head, and stood up. Elder Zong stared at Yifeng, his eyes showing an inquiring look.

"Unlike other people's recoil meridians, the two junior disciples were injured in the 'milk root acupoint', and the internal force broke through the heart and died. I'm afraid that the other party's internal strength cultivation is still above the master. "Yifeng Road.

Zong Lao's face changed, he was defeated under Gan Banbu's palm, although he was not convinced, but he knew in his heart that Gan Banbu's martial arts were above himself, he had improved a lot over the years, but Gan Twelve's kid's martial arts could only improve faster than himself. He can create the 'big lack of hands' this kind of back-to-basics kung fu, not to mention cultivation, just looking at Yifeng's 'little lack of hands' and Zhao Ji's battle situation, you can know that Yifeng is not much worse than himself, the last time the grandfather and grandson took the martial arts examination school Yifeng made him afraid that his face would be ugly, otherwise it would not be easy to defeat this kid in twenty moves. If it is said that the person who came only showed his hand was above the kid of Delin, then there was a great deal of uncertainty in this retreat.

The leaves and branches shook more and more, the leaves fell one after another, and in an instant, five or six people had no time to resist with weapons and had been hit, this leaf seemed to know that Yifeng knew how to use medical skills, so this time the place was a dead hole, and Yifeng was not given a chance to rescue at all.

"Who is the master, please show up. Buliu shouted.

"Life is always impermanent, life is impermanent, death is impermanent, and the world is full of accidents, sorrows, surprises, joys and accidents. The voice floated slowly, a man in black in his twenties and thirties in the forest on the south side walked over slowly, Zhou emitted a gloomy and colorless aura up and down, every time he took a step, there were a few willow leaves on the willow tree around him falling from the tree and floating in the air, he took another step, and the wind on his body floated up those willow leaves, closely following him. Liang Xie couldn't help frowning when he saw this person's appearance, the last time he went to the blacksmith shop to buy a flying cone, a man in black sitting at the storytelling stall next door seemed to be like this.