The poor cowardly stopped a hundred meters away from the low woods, laughed and said to the Flying Crazy Saint: "Brother Jin, our two little people on the rivers and lakes came to see the wind, and the stupid bird flew first, do you think the one surnamed Jiang will not give us face and hide in the forest and ignore it?"

"Don't worry, the one surnamed Jiang definitely doesn't have the belly of a turtle, if he really wants to ignore it, we will come to a shrew to scold the street, scold him for eighteen generations of ancestors, he can't stand it and will come out to spread wild." The Flying Madness Saint said. As soon as the two played and sang, Lin Nei suddenly moved, and the two young men strode out of the forest side by side, and greeted them with cold expressions.

"There were only two of them out. The poor man shouted, his voice strange and uncomfortable to listen to.

"The two of you and I sent the two little people, already with a knife to kill chickens, and the disciples who came out of Dongliu Tianluo, each of them are masters who can take charge of themselves. ”

"What are we going to do?"

"Retreat! Let's not underestimate this disciple of Dongliu Tianluo, the big nail can't be touched. ”

"Okay, retreat!"

The two of them retreated step by step, and the Flying Madness Saint shouted: "The surname Jiang, we will accompany less." ”

As soon as the two young men saw them retreat, they calmly turned and retreated into the woods, and everything returned to its previous calm.

The poor Confucian was stunned for a moment, and said to the Flying Crazy Sage: "They seem to be sleeping a lot, why is there no movement, has the character surnamed Jiang really changed?"

"Rich brother, maybe he left a few people to cover, and he has slipped away. Guangfei Heavenly Madness Saint said.

"There's a way to know the details, let's go!" The two decided to take a risk to find out the result, but they didn't know that the plan almost cost them their lives.

The light skill of the Flying Mad Saint is more clever than that of the poor Confucian, so he took the lead and went around to the side of the dwarf woods, ready to probe the reality of the other party.

The Thousand Illusion Sword under the slope had been paying attention to the actions of the two of them, and suddenly became alarmed, and shouted: "There is an ambush on the left, retreat quickly!"

It was too far away, and by the time they heard the shout, the Flying Madness Saint and the Poor Confucian had already run nearly a hundred meters and approached the trail.

In the grass and trees on the left, figures flew out, and more than twenty gorgeously dressed masters arrived at the center of the lawn like a star jumping pill, dividing the lawn into two and intercepting the retreat of the two.

At this time, three people also appeared in Xiaodao, and one of them wearing a gossip robe was naturally Heavenly Master Li Nature. Others include the poisonous dragon catkins and the shadowless Langjun.

"Two, don't come unharmed. Master Li said with a cruel smile.

The Flying Crazy Sage was suddenly shocked, once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for three years, he had suffered from the other party in Jiuhua, and he only felt his heart sinking.

Shadowless Langjun also laughed and said, "Rich brother, we are still good friends, please stay and ......"

The two turned their heads and ran, secretly complaining in their hearts. The figure in the center of the slope flew by, and the retreat path below the slope was also blocked, and their only way to retreat was to escape from the right side of the slope.

There were many figures in the low woods on the slope, and the turbidity maniac led people out, and the first five young people had quickly occupied the retreat on the right side of the slope.

The two of them were encircled in the blink of an eye.

The turbidity maniac looked up to the sky and smiled, and said, "Weng Zhong catches turtles, do you two have wings?

The two of them didn't leave, and the poor man took out his long sword and said, "Brother Jin, see if we can get a few people to make coffins?"

The Flying Madness Saint also drew his sword in his hand, and said with a proud smile: "Let's do it! It should be no problem to get a person to put in the coffin, maybe you can earn a few." ”

The turbidity maniac was not in a hurry to attack, and he said majestically: "I'll give you a moment to weigh the benefits and disadvantages, you can figure out whether to drop your sword and surrender, or stubbornly resist to the end, if you surrender, Jiang promised to treat you well." ”

The poor man snapped his fingers and flicked the long sword and said, "The sword can be lost, but you must wait for me to lose my breath, and you don't have to waste your efforts anymore." ”

Li Tianshi stopped outside the circle and said with a smile: "Master Jiang, it will not be good to fight hard with these mortal people, how about using a little skill to share the worries of the owner?"

"No! I'm going to let them die. ”

Down the slope, the Thousand Illusion Sword led all the people and was hurrying upwards to snatch it up, desperate to rescue the poor Confucian and the Flying Saint.

Li Tianshi still didn't give up, and said with a smile: "Master Jiangzhuang, those people of the Thousand Illusion Sword, give them to Poor Dao together, Poor Dao doesn't want them to have any casualties." ”

The turbidity maniac snorted, and said proudly: "No, this is a grudge between me and the Thousand Illusion Sword, if you interfere, the matter between you and me, we will be inseparable." But in order to show sincerity, these two people will be given to you. ”

"Okay, that's up to you. Li Tianshi said with a smile.

"Then ask your people to give way. ”

Li Tianshi motioned to the poisonous dragon, and the poisonous dragon let out a long roar. More than two dozen masters lined up in the center of the lawn immediately towards

Move left and right, let the sixteen people of the Thousand Illusion Sword pass, and then re-encircle, following behind and upward.

Li Tianshi let out a long laugh, walked towards the poor Confucian and the Flying Crazy Sage, flicked the dust, and said with a smile: "The Thousand Illusion Sword is worthy of being called a generation of heroes, for the sake of the two of you, he did not hesitate to lead all the people to take a desperate risk to come to save you, for the sake of morality is commendable, but it is also stupid, he doesn't know that his two precious sons are already poor Dao's loyal subordinates, so he is throwing himself into the net." The two of you put down your swords, just to serve the poor road, and the poor road still needs you. ”

The poor Confucian's gaze was already attracted by the shaking dust, and he heard the strange sound from Li Tianshi's mouth, and before Li Tianshi approached, his eyes were already straight in a trance, and the sword in his hand was already slowly hanging down.

The Flying Crazy Saint let out a loud shout, and suddenly rushed towards Li Tianshi with one sword in one.

The poisonous dragon that followed behind Li Tianshi snorted, flashed out in an instant, and slashed out a palm from the side, two meters away, and the force of the splitting palm had already hit the right arm of the Flying Madness.

With a "poof", the long sword fell off his hand and fell to the ground.

The Flying Mad Saint's figure still rushed forward, slamming straight into Li Tianshi.

Li Tianshi shook the dust and said, "Kneel down for me and obey orders!"

The Flying Madness Holy Body couldn't help himself, knelt down heavily, and stared at the boss with blank eyes, which looked extremely ridiculous.

At this time, the turbidity maniac had already lined up the formation, and the twenty-four disciples were divided into eight groups, and he himself brought two people in the center to form the center of the main array, a total of nine groups of twenty-seven people, forming a murderous one. The Nine Palaces Sword Formation full of death.

The crowd gathered, and all eyes were focused on the Thousand Illusion Sword.

The Thousand Illusion Sword stopped about twenty meters below the array, raised the sword and waved, and the sixteen people divided into two paths, standing at the forefront by themselves, slowly drawing their swords.

The turbidity maniac laughed, and after laughing, he said, "If you want to break through my peripheral formation first, I advise you not to hit that attention." Know that if you move your whole body, you will realize how stupid your intentions are. My sword formation is not static, and any place is a deadly death trap, but if your father and son come to break into the formation, I will not launch the formation, and I will fight you a fair duel three against three here, are you willing to try?"