Red and bright rise, impregnating the surroundings. Shi Sheng was bathed in blood, and his feelings were terrifying, even the ghost guard was unexpected, his eyes were palmed, and he muttered to himself. But in the next moment, he was like touching the ghost door, and his heart was cold, and he hurriedly jumped back;

......

The Red Eye Spring, often overflowing, is more permeable to the surrounding soil and grass is difficult to grow, although the hidden in it is not the essence, it can also be domineering and unruly. Loess is like this, let alone the human body. Shi Sheng drank it by mistake, so that the seepage in the spring was uncertain, and the drill was very deep. If you go more often, you are only afraid that after a long time, you will die of a violent disease, but you will be entangled with the ghost guards, and the red insect king is poisoned first, and the blood and qi are surging and rushing, and the seepage will be brought over a hundred remains, and the meridians will be stored in the intestines, aggravating its harm.

When the two of them fought in the crystal wall stone cave, the poison, seepage, and true qi in Shi Sheng's body competed with each other, and the meridians were already overwhelmed, and they were all supported by obsession. At the right time, the powerful move of the ghost guard burst out, and the six heavy palms penetrated the body, and the qi and things in the body were unbalanced. The skin and flesh are damaged, and the battle under it is so difficult that the chest, abdomen, and back door have spilled blood one after another, and in just a moment, it is like accumulating, and the blood and poison are rushing for it.

The pressure is suddenly reduced, that is, it is like a human body carrying a stone, falling apart, light and comfortable.

......

"Whew~" a mouthful of turbidity, slightly powdery, and the heart is gathered and spit out while breathing. At the same time, the blood on the crystal wall dissolved and dissolved, but this change was not noticed by the three of them.

The heart companion was suspicious, and after watching for a long time, he didn't see the strange appearance come back, and the ghost guard couldn't help but feel ashamed, only blaming himself for being suspicious and suspicious, and failing to take it down in one fell swoop. Drink with your mouth, and then slap it with your palm. "Pretend to be a ghost!

The purple ink haze is rich and circulating in an instant, and a pale palm is like a bruis, and the color is difficult to turbidize. Shi Sheng knew that he was unshakable, so he could only rub the wall and retreat, but it was not easy for the ghost guard to strike with all his might. I saw that the palm force split the air, and there was a sudden explosion, and the ripples could appear, even with the smoke and haze. Shi Sheng was stressed sideways, and the shock staggered with his footsteps;

"Bang!" was loud, but it didn't come from between the claws. A barefoot, silent, swift as thunder, kicked the side of the guard's skull and threw it on the crystal wall!

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Eighteen miles outside Jiyuan Sect, the ruins and broken walls are all sad. In the ancestral hall, the madman knelt down, crying bitterly, and the memories of the past were also clear with the crying.

...... Changqing Village, which was established by the patriarch of Jiyuan accompanied by the medicine boy Ganze, guarded one side, and lived during the period, but also his descendants. Originally, the village was peaceful and happy, and the statement of Jiyuan was outside, and sometimes asked the medical travelers to stay in the past, and the days were more than peaceful, but the accident was like a nightmare, covering the heart.

Sixteen years ago, in the dead of night, it was time to sleep soundly. Suddenly, a group of people who were marching quickly stepped on the village boundary, and without saying a word, they slaughtered the people stationed in the village. At that time, Niu Wufang placed the year of the Mandate of Heaven, guarded the ancestral hall and held the lamp Chang Ming, shocked to see this scene, but also lost color, shouted in his mouth, and ran straight to the alarm bell. Hearing the cry, the villagers only attacked as bandits, and many of them were light and strong to resist the enemy. But the people who came were fierce, and in just a moment, several people had died tragically. The situation in front of him, the direct teaching of Niu Wu was very shocked, the villagers have practiced the martial arts passed down by their ancestors since childhood, although it is difficult to say exquisite, but it is also comparable to ordinary bandits...... This group of people...... Not good!

Shocked that something was wrong, Niu Wu immediately roared and drove people to Jiyuan, but at this time, a figure was already standing in front of him.

Red, bright as blood, with an iron face, fangs and bronze eyes, like a soul-seducing yaksha, staring directly at Niu Wu's face, teaching him to be cowardly. Accompanied by a fishy sweet mouth, purple smoke filled, covering the body.

When the sun dissipated, the figure in front of him also disappeared, only a pair of arms were painful. Niu Wu lowered his head, only to see three claw marks in each of his two arms, which were stained with smoke, and turned blue and purple in an instant. "Poison ...... Shen ...... Demon...... Alliance!" he muttered, and fell to the ground.

In the mist, four giant sweaters, carrying a Xuanmo iron sedan chair on their shoulders, came slowly. The man with a red iron mask immediately greeted him, bent around and said, "Lord, all the seventy-four people in the village have perished. ”

"This person still has a ...... to rest" After a while, a word came out from the sedan chair, and he even pointed to his own body with a dragon staff. The red-faced man heard the words, his figure drifted away like smoke, and the next moment, he had stopped in front of him. “...... Your ...... Perseverance, a small poison can not harm lives...... I don't know...... Can you still survive......" The words were intermittent and fell into his ears, Niu Wu only felt a stabbing pain in his neck and back, and the black ink in front of his eyes, so he was unconscious......

Under the hall, Niu Wu burst into tears, whistled all over the field, and a pair of fists and palms went straight to the chest to beat "bang, bang......".

For more than ten years, he has been crazy, drinking blood, living like **, such a blood feud can forget his henchmen, feel self-blame, hate not to die in front of the stage, but he can forget his ancestors, how can he treat his fathers and elders under the spring with such a face!

Indignant, like ants devouring bones, deeply burned in the heart!

"Ji Yuanzong?!" Niu Wuzheng sighed to himself, and suddenly, a strong fist came to mind for no reason......! Ji Yuanzong! Yes, Ji Yuan should be able to avenge my blood feud!

After thinking about it, Niu Wu kowtowed to the statue of his ancestors, and then ran towards the Ming Valley.

Although it has been soaked in wind and dew for more than ten years, it has also taught a pair of legs and feet to be very fast, and before three moments, he has been in the valley of Mingyu. Looking at the vine trees, the green insects in the medicine garden had already been unrecognizable, and the broken branches of the trees were broken, showing a fight. At this time, a shout came from the Red Eye Spring Point, "Hmph! If you resist stubbornly, there will be no gods, and you will not be able to surpass the palm of You's palm!"

Looking for the sound, I saw that there was a cave under the red eye spring, and the two figures looked at each other. One of them had his back against the crystal wall, covered in blood, and he was the kid who performed "One Strength and Seven Transformations", while the other person, the purple palm of his hand was as thick as ink, just like the mist of the year. Such a scene can't help but make Niu Wu's hatred burn, and the ancestor has a saying that "the people of Jiyuanmen are the lord", and it is expected that this son is a disciple of Jiyuan, and he is to help each other.

......

The sound of "click" sounded densely, the crystal wall had been dissolved before, and now it was hit hard, and the spider patterns were dense, "boom~" shattered in an instant, scattered all over the place.

"Buzz~Buzz~" The sound suddenly rose, and when the hidden blade in the wall was sealed for a long time, it reappeared in the sky today, and it was also comfortable.

Youwei was obsessed with a thought, and was kicked on the side of his skull, and the pain rose unbearably, and before he could get up, Niu Wu had already swept towards the hidden blade. "Demon Alliance thief, today I will teach you to die under the Yuan Treasure Knife!"

But before the palm of the arm reached the handle, a blood mark appeared on the back of Niu Wu's palm, and then it was like the wind, and his body was like being cut by a sharp blade, bounced on the wall, and dozens of wounds were sprinkled everywhere......!" This is...... Knife breath!"

There are rumors that strange things are psychic, and they choose their own masters. When the hidden blade shows its appearance, it will show its majesty, and it should be like a god!