As soon as the medicine boy in Tsing Yi fell to the ground, the ghost guard returned to the side of the iron sedan chair like a ghost, and slowly walked towards the stone platform in the valley with a group of people.

The lamp stove carried by the medicine boy fell to the ground as the master fell, the lamp oil splashed in all directions, and the lamp also spread from itself, like a fire snake flowing into the grass and trees beside the road.

"Let's go to the water, let's go to the water!" A shout followed, and seven or eight disciples rushed over when they heard the sound, but there were many plants and trees in the Jiyuan Sect, and it was difficult to extinguish the fire for a while. At this time, Dai Ming, the foreign affairs elder of Jiyuan Sect, also rushed to the place where the fire started. Seeing that the fire was growing, when Dai Ming was about to help put out the fire, a disciple shouted to him: "Elder Dai, something happened, Xiao Luzi is dead!" "What! what's going on?" Elder Dai was shocked, how could it be a fire and a dead person, if there was no explanation for this matter, then he, the elder of foreign affairs, was afraid that it would also come to an end.

"Elder Dai, just now our senior brother came to put out the fire, but found Xiao Luzi lying on the ground, this little Luzi has always been timid, I thought he was frightened by the fire, who knows why he couldn't wake up, this probe found that there is no gas. One of the disciples replied. "What caused Xiao Luzi's death?" Dai Ming hurriedly asked

"Elder Hui, Xiao Luzi seems to have been poisoned and died, but there is no wound on his body, I don't know what injured him......"

At this moment, Dai Ming suddenly noticed a trace of breath fluctuation coming from under the stone platform, and before the disciple finished speaking, he rushed away, and when his figure swept out, a thunderous voice resounded in the ears of the disciples present, "Go ring the bell, the foreign enemy is attacking!" For a while, many disciples were stunned, and only after a while did they wake up, and there was a commotion. Fortunately, many disciples commanded the scene without causing chaos.

With Dai Ming's skills, he caught up with the Youwei and his party in just a few breaths. I saw five disciples lying around the group, and looking at their appearance, it was obvious that they were like Xiao Luzi, and they had already died of anger. "Who are you waiting for, you dare to kill and injure the disciples of Jiyuan Sect!" Dai Ming couldn't help but roar angrily when he saw five more disciples fall to the ground and die. With a leap of action, he blasted towards the iron sedan chair.

In Dai Ming's view, except for the person wearing a red mask on his face, none of the nineteen black-clothed warriors had a sense of qi and waves, and they were not afraid. But looking at Dai Ming's actions, none of the nineteen people moved to stop him, and then a voice came from the sedan chair: "Tienuwei, kill him." ”

I saw that one of the strong men carrying the sedan chair listened to the order and instantly burst out, and one palm was back and volleyed on Dai Ming's fists. The sudden collision caused the brawny man to fall back with his ankle-length feet, and Dai Ming was tossed into the air, falling straight out. The momentum was broken by the opponent's sedan chair man's move, and Dai Ming only felt that it was difficult to send a letter. is so cultivated but just a sedan chair driver, what a character in the sedan chair!

"In that case, medicine slave, go and help them. At this time, another word came out from the iron sedan chair, and a cold meaning came out of the words like an ice knife, and Dai Ming on the side suddenly felt like falling into a deep pool, frozen to the bone marrow, "What a strong momentum!"

Immediately, fourteen samurai wearing black iron masks rushed towards the houses on all sides, four of them pointing to the place where the fire started. Dai Ming thought that he would be besieged and killed, but who knew that the enemy was actually divided, and he looked at the black-clothed samurai who were scattered, and his heart was very anxious. Immediately, he rushed to the black-clothed samurai closest to him. It's just that the body just moved a gust of wind but rose up from behind him, and when he turned his head, the huge fist was already close in front of him. Dai Ming barely raised his arms to block the grid, but he was still blasted out of the way by this punch, and his arms were even more sore......

As the black-clothed warriors scattered and killed, bursts of shouting and killing screams also sounded in the valley, and the three strong men who carried the iron sedan chair also came to the outside of the main hall of Jiyuanzong, and at the same time, three buzzing sounds resounded through the valley "When, dang, dang~"...,

In the quiet room of the inner hall, Liu Yuzhi and Huang Kun were autobiography and teaching, and suddenly heard the bell ringing to warn. "Three sounds! The foreign enemy is attacking! Kun'er, inform the Great Elder to go out and take a look. Before the words fell, Liu Yuzhi had already rushed out of the door. As soon as he arrived at the main hall, he saw three elite men throwing a pitch-black iron sedan chair towards the statue of the patriarch in the hall, Liu Yuzhi saw this, how dare he slacken, the statue was destroyed, and he had to pay it back; Liu Yuzhi was also very fast, his right foot swept across and put aside the iron staff, his palms were spitting out with strength, and finally the iron sedan chair flew back and went straight to the outside of the hall, and he also took three steps back to stabilize his body.

The iron sedan chair flew out of the hall, and the three strong men immediately stepped forward to catch it and put it down steadily. "Sect Master Liu, you haven't made much progress in the past thirty years, hahaha. As the laughter sounded, an old man in a black shirt, thin as a skeleton, slowly came out of the sedan chair with a silver and white iron rod in his hand, and several handfuls of gray and gray hair stood on his head like withered grass, and a pair of black eyes stared at Liu Yuzhi with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Liu Yuzhi looked at his voice and appearance, and did not remember that he had intersected with such figures, and for a while he was also puzzled in his heart: "Who is Your Excellency, why did you come to my Jiyuanzong to kill people and set fires." ”

The thin old man smiled: "Who am I? I'm afraid no one knows better than you." Thirty years ago, Sect Master Liu should not have forgotten it. When Liu Yuzhi heard this, he couldn't help but look gloomy: "The things of the year were the internal affairs of the sect, and why not worry about outsiders." But since Your Excellency dares to come, you don't need to go!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Yuzhi had already raised his fist and blasted away, and the old man didn't say a word when he saw this, and waved the iron rod to go straight up! At this moment, layers of huge force passed through the staff, feeling the change in this, Liu Yuzhi immediately urged the strength to hit back. Under the collision of the two forces, the iron rod bent and twisted like a living thing, and with the confrontation between the two, waves of huge forces collided with each other, and the iron rod was already overwhelmed, and then broke into several pieces, mixed with unparalleled strength, and scattered violently. The iron rod was destroyed, and the fists of the two finally collided together, but at this time there was no explosion of strength, only a plain punch, but it was the strength of the inside, and the power of the rage was all extinguished, but the danger was also a little more and more.

As soon as the two of them made contact with their fists, they each took a few steps back, and it was obvious that no one had taken advantage of half of it.

......As soon as he stood firm, Liu Yuzhi shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "No! You are not a valley! Who are you!"

"Hahaha, Liu Yuzhi, Liu Yuzhi, I am the valley, and my current appearance is not all thanks to you back then!" The old man laughed angrily and laughed a few times, and shouted excitedly: "But I am now a ghostly bone, a dry bone from the Nine Netherworlds, and I came to ask for the lives of you and the old man of Qishan!" Before he finished speaking, the old man was already rushing towards Liu Yuzhi in the startled position, and the knife in his palm slashed straight towards the heavenly spirit above his head with a strong wind.

Looking at Liu Yuzhi, who had no reaction, the excitement in the eyes of the ghost bone became more and more intense, and the momentum of the palm knife was also aggravated. Just when Liu Yuzhi was about to break his skull and die, a long sword with cold light stabbed on the palm knife of the ghost bone with the momentum of thunder.

The sound of "ding" gold and iron clashing sounded, and the ghost bone was shaken back several feet away by the sword, and the long sword was also hit and shot up. At this time, a figure as fast as lightning jumped out of the main hall to catch the long sword, and then a huge shout resounded on the spot: "He Fangxiao is small, dare to come to Jiyuan Sect to spread wild!"