There was a monk holding a shield in front of him to open the way to attract the attention of the ambushers, and Liu San'er did not encounter any obstacles when he jumped off the windowsill. But the dozen or so people lying in the courtyard were so miserable that he was so frightened that he almost fell down before he could stand firmly. It's not that he hasn't seen a dead person, but it's the first time he's seen such a bloody dead person, and he can't help it.

In addition to the dead, there are more living people in the courtyard. More than a dozen war groups, each of which was mostly four or five people, fought inextricably, and from time to time people fell, some of them looked like black-clothed people who were ambushing one side, and some of them were dressed in messy clothes like Tonggulou residents.

The room above the front hall was also constantly heard the sound of weapons colliding and screaming.

These Liu San only glanced at it, and his attention was immediately attracted by the monk battle group on the left side of the courtyard, and he bent his waist and carefully slipped through the dark place that the light could not shine on, and before he had walked far, he suddenly felt a little cold behind him, and his heart was not good, so he rolled on the spot.

Sou!

A cold arrow was only too late to shoot above Liu San'er who was rolling on the ground, and it was the cold arrow that attacked the monk when the tea bowl shattered.

Liu San'er secretly said that it was dangerous, but the person rolled out of the distance of fourteen or fifteen steps in a row, and he didn't dare to walk in a straight line in the middle, and zigzagged into the shadow of a rockery slightly closer to the monk, and the coldness behind him finally disappeared, and before he could catch his breath, he felt a pain in his calf, and looked down to see that there was a man in black lying on the ground covered in blood behind him, holding a short gun, which was about to pierce his calf, but because of the injury, he lost his head and only made a cut in his leg.

"Another hundred taels... I can't let others earn it..."The man in black saw that he couldn't stab it, and stabbed it again while chattering!

Seeing this, Liu San'er was immediately furious. He is a disciple of the Great Zhou Sect no matter how bad he is, a genuine immortal master in the eyes of ordinary people, even Cai Guojun has to give three points when he sees him, but now he is attacked by a mortal who is injured and dying, and he almost succeeded, and it is only worth a hundred taels, which is really hot. didn't care about the leg pain, grabbed the short gun, and stabbed it on the back of the man in black. This stab uses ten percent of its strength, how can it be ineffective!

The man in black was the end of the strong crossbow, and with all his support in one breath, how could he compete for Liu San, who was at the third level of qi training, let alone dodge.

"Poof"!

The short spear pierced through the body of the man in black, and the blood line rushed out, and the man in black died.

was splashed with blood on his face, and Liu San'er let go of his hand and gasped in horror. This is the first time he has killed someone, and it would be false to say that he was not afraid. Whether he was in the dart game before or later worshiped the Great Zhou Gate, he has never fought with anyone, and he can endure it when he encounters problems, and hide if he can't bear it. There is no way to fight, let alone kill. In the books he reads, there are often stories of so-and-so killing so-and-so or so-and-so killing so-and-so and finally escaping from pursuit, and he also fantasized about being able to cultivate by leaps and bounds, using high-level magic weapons to kill a group of ordinary evildoers, and bow down. But I just didn't expect to do the opposite like today.

On the left side of the courtyard, near the latrine, more than a dozen black-clothed men with swords surrounded the monk shouting and shouting to kill, but for a while, they still couldn't help the monk who had been injured and poisoned.

There was another opening on the monk's back, but he was busy, and a large paper eagle with a burning line of fire flew out of his sleeve, and it rose in the wind.

"The first-order medium-grade one-time flying magic weapon Baili Eagle is worth a hundred first-order middle-grade spirit stones!" Liu San'er has also been in the Great Zhou Gate for seven years, so he naturally recognizes this thing, and he is fortunate to have taken it with the senior brother once. Although this item is a one-time consumable, it is a good magic weapon for rushing and escaping, and it can be ridden by two breaths after being ignited with mana, and it can fly hundreds of miles in an hour's burning time. He is now envious and jealous of the monk, envious that he can use the magic weapon to escape, and jealous that he will be able to get out of trouble soon, and he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to have a good death.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three cold arrows hit the Baili Eagle in a row, the line of fire was destroyed, the Baili Eagle fell to the ground, and a hundred first-order mid-grade spirit stones were invalid!

Seeing this, the dozen or so black-clothed people around the monk attacked even more frantically, and one of them even shouted: "Immortals are just like this, how can they be killed!"

"All the donors are ordinary people, and they actually killed the immortal master, according to the law, they have to sit together, and it's not too late to turn back!" When the monk heard this, his face became even more ugly, and while greeting everyone, he released two hundred miles of eagles in a row.

The two Baili eagles that were burning in the line of fire rose into the air and couldn't breathe, and suddenly fell to the ground, but they were no longer shot down by cold arrows.

"Hmph, the Buddha country is just an obstacle, if you kill it, you will kill it! Today's events are well planned, and even... It's also done properly, Cai Guojun doesn't dare to pursue it, and the eighth-level sect that doesn't even have a foundation in the Great Zhou Sect dares to sue us... "A woman with green yarn jumped out of the door of room No. 6 of Tianzi, and a dagger with cold air flew back to her hand from where the Baili Eagle fell. The woman said two key points deliberately lowered her voice, so that no one heard it.

Since the green yarn woman has come out, there is no living mouth in the No. 6 room of Tianzi.

"The female benefactor has done too much evil, so I am not afraid that he will enter the hell of the day!" The monk and the three hundred miles of eagles were shot down, and he expected that the green yarn woman had killed all the people in the house, and finally started the real fire. The shield was suddenly pushed violently, and the man in black who came up turned into rotten flesh and flew upside down, not even screaming.

"There are so many words when death is coming, and cultivating Buddha is trouble!" The green gauze woman sneered and stepped over, walking unhurriedly, looking at Liu San'er hidden in the shadow of the rockery, the dagger in her hand suddenly sacrificed, took the head, and took out the identical dagger from her arms and sacrificed it to the monk.

The dagger was at least a middle-grade or above, how could Liu San'er resist it, pulled out the short spear inserted in the back of the man in black and blocked it, and the short spear was instantly cut into two pieces. The dagger paused only slightly, but its momentum did not diminish in the slightest.

Liu San'er's body slanted suddenly, although he avoided the vital point, he was cold, and he was cut by a dagger with a long cut. The cold was pressing, and the right side of his face immediately lost sensation, and he was busy using his mana to resist.

The dagger spun around and struck again. Liu San dodged on the side of the rockery, but deliberately leaned closer and closer to the monk.

The monk was unable to protect himself at this time, and the wounds on his body had reached five, and the shield was able to block the dagger, and after putting down the two men in black, he was already a little unstable. With a flick of his sleeve, a hundred-mile eagle flew out again.

This time, the green yarn girl didn't release the magic weapon to stop it, but the guy who had been releasing cold arrows seemed to run out of cold arrows, appeared from the hidden place, and flew towards Baili Eagle with a knife. I never thought that the monk had already prepared, and casually smashed out the shield that was entangled with the dagger, smashing the person into a puddle of rotten flesh and flying upside down. The shield was then withdrawn, and the dagger was fought again.

The hundred-mile eagle finally rose two breaths in the air, two feet long, and full of spiritual power.

The monk was overjoyed when he saw it, avoided a few black-clothed people, jumped on the back of the eagle with one foot, turned around and smiled at the green gauze woman who had not yet come: "Amitabha, the sins created by the female benefactor today, the poor monk will come to settle it another day!"

Seeing that the monk was already leaving, the green gauze woman didn't seem to be in a hurry, but sneered and manipulated the dagger to attack Liu San'er.

A dagger, Liu San couldn't deal with it, and in a panic, he saw the second one attacking, and the monk rose into the air again, knowing that the life had been decided, he randomly lifted an object in his hand and smashed it at the attacking dagger, even if the killer weapon was not used here, he couldn't sit still.

"Bang"!

A bucket of dung fell to the ground, splashing all over the ground. And the dagger that pierced into the dung bucket did not fly out again, but fell in front of Liu San'er with great spiritual damage.

Liu San was not too dirty, and after dodging another dagger, he quickly picked up the one that fell to the ground and smashed it directly into a bucket full of dung water.

"My ice dagger!" The green gauze woman was furious, and when she hurriedly tried to control another dagger, she saw a piece of yellow and white thing flying with a foul smell, and hurriedly jumped out of the distance.

Liu San'er pinched the dagger stained with dung and wanted to find another dung bucket to dip in, but before he could make a move, he caught a glimpse of a familiar silver light out of the corner of his eye, and immediately changed his body and retreated to the side.

The man in white rushed to the front hall with a folding fan, and at this time there was no movement on the front hall, and the war group in the courtyard was already less than half, and there were one or twenty more corpses.

"What a thief, you dare to break my senior sister's magic weapon, accept your life!" Seeing that Liu San'er had dodged the silver needle, the man actually threw out the folding fan entirely, which should be that the silver needle had already been beaten. It is also in the early stage of qi training, and it can't use magic weapons, except for hidden weapons, it doesn't have any special combat effectiveness.

But the folding fan was actually sharper than the silver needle, and with the sound of breaking the air, it was circling at a speed no less than that of a magic weapon, and it could actually return to the man in white after a missed blow like a magic weapon.

But when the folding fan flew out for the second time, it was crushed by something just halfway through, but it was a hundred-mile eagle.

The monk immediately landed, and one staggered to stand next to Liu San'er, and no longer had the demeanor of a family, and scolded: "Damn, which fucking sect are you going to do? Are there any rules?

After that, a triangular flag flew out of the monk's sleeve, and there was a word "broken" written on both sides of the front and back, and the mantra was immediately read: "Urgent as a law, break it for Lao Tzu!"

Good guy, it's actually a Taoist formation-breaking weapon!

The aura in the air suddenly moved, as if something was broken, and under the influence of this, everyone in the courtyard was stunned at the same time.

Seeing that the formation was broken, the monk put away the flag, and almost fainted after prostration. was about to lean towards Liu San'er, but Liu San'er ran away first.

Knowing that the formation had been broken, Liu San was not stunned, rushed out with an arrow step, picked up the folding fan pressed under the Baili Eagle, and then quickly crossed the group of black-clothed people next to the latrine, climbed the courtyard wall and jumped out.

"Fellow Daoists stay!" The monk reacted first, and he also wanted to see the same as he did and came out of the wall, but he didn't want to be as lucky as Liu San'er, not only the people in black surrounded him, but the green gauze woman also arrived.

The man in white was anxious to fold the fan and be taken, and when everyone surrounded the monk, he had jumped out of the courtyard with some of the black-clothed people and pursued Liu San'er.

The green gauze woman was holding a short sword in her hand, her halo flashed, and she didn't talk nonsense, and stabbed directly at the monk.

The monk Xu was too seriously injured, and his expression was ugly, but he didn't hide, but he was stabbed in the arm, but it was the poisoned arm.

When she was stabbed, the green gauze woman was surprised, but since she had been stabbed, she had no chance to give the monk a chance to live. With a short sword, the monk's arm was immediately cut off, and it happened to hit the three black-clothed people around him impartially.

The three of them screamed miserably, and the screams were breathtaking.

Taking advantage of this stall, the monk actually retreated as if he had already settled it, and with only one arm, he actually climbed over the courtyard wall and escaped.

"Chase, a bunch of useless fools!" the woman yelled at the men in black.

The man in black naturally took the order and immediately climbed over the wall to chase him.

As soon as the man in black left, the woman in green yarn took a deep breath in the direction of the monk's escape, as if she had calmed down, and then joined the only two remaining battle groups in the courtyard, killing anyone no matter who she was. Then he exhaled, smiled and raised his sword towards the sixth room of Tianzi, approaching step by step.

The breath of the old man sitting cross-legged at the door of room No. 6 was only four layers of qi cultivation, and the air dispersion cone had not been completely pulled out, and he broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the woman coming.