Luosong Inn, swaying out of a thin figure, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks of an old man, looking at his swaying appearance, as if he was drunk, but if you look closely at his small eyes, you will find that his small eyes are not drunk at all, very sober, and flashing with sharp light.

This kind of person who seems to be drunk, but his mind is extremely clear, may not be the highest martial arts, but he is definitely a person with a long life. If a person is good at disguising himself, then this person must be very difficult. It is not terrible for a person to be strong in martial arts, but what is terrible is that this person still knows how to use his brain.

Out of the Fallen Pine Inn, the old man walked north, and gradually, he walked into a forest. His steps were still swaying, as if he would fall to the ground if he was not careful.

The woods are quiet, with the occasional chirping of small animals waking up from hibernation, or the joyful chirping of migratory birds returning from winter in the south.

Inexplicably, the wind rose, and all of a sudden the wind rose, and in the forest, there were pieces of leaves falling with the wind, and the quiet forest looked normal and abnormal.

"Ximen Zheng!" a cold cheer sounded.

The old man's swaying footsteps paused slightly, and then he took another step and continued to sway.

"Stop!"

The old man's footsteps finally stopped, he slowly turned around, and saw that not far in front of him, a young man dressed in white and holding a spear stood straight, and the old man asked lightly, "Are you looking for Ximenzheng?"

The young man said, "Yes, I'm looking for Ximenzheng!"

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "Are you looking for him?"

The young man walked over step by step and said, "Since you have found it, there must be something, as for what it is"

"Whew!"

An afterimage suddenly flashed under the feet of the young man in white, and his body quickly swept towards the old man, only to see that in his hand, a spear with a cold wind, whirring, the tip of the spear flickered, pointing directly at the old man's chest!

The old man's eyes were cold, and his hands were unhurriedly wiped on his waist, and in an instant, the two short blades were withdrawn.

"Ding-bang!"

The tip of the short blade and the tip of the spear quietly collided, making a crisp sound, and then the energy burst out, shaking the two of them back more than ten steps each.

"Tang Family Overlord Gun!" The old man stared at the young man and asked coldly: "There doesn't seem to be any grudge between me and you! Moreover, the force I belong to has no grudge with you Tang Sect. ”

The young man nodded: "Yes, there is no grudge!"

The old man said, "Since there is no grudge, why did you kill me?"

The young man said coldly: "Because your name is Ximenzheng, I want to kill you!"

Yes, this old man is the messenger of the Heavenly Cult, Ximen Zheng. And that young man, if he is here for a hundred miles, he will definitely recognize it, because that person is the third of the three brothers of the Tang family, Tang Feng.

"Because my name is Ximenzheng, so you want to kill me? Interesting, very interesting, you found a very good reason to kill me!" The old man's face turned angry: "But, did you kill me? I advise you, don't ask for trouble, I have no grievances with you, I don't want to kill people casually!"

"Huh!" Tang Feng didn't speak again, but an afterimage flashed under his feet, and he directly swung his spear and stabbed Ximen Zheng's throat.

Ximen Zheng's face turned cold, he held the two short blades with both hands, and also rushed towards Tang Feng with a trace of afterimage.

Tang Feng's speed was very fast, and a shot stabbed straight over, seeing that the spear was about to stab Ximen Zheng's chest, Ximen Zheng's thin body suddenly twisted, and the spear was stabbed, and a smile flashed at the corner of Ximen Zheng's mouth, and then he held a short blade in his left hand and hit the middle of the spear. The spear, the tip of the spear is the most powerful, and the body of the spear is the place where the strength of the whole spear is the least, Ximen is blowing, just hit the weak part of the spear, and shook the spear in Tang Feng's hand to the side, and then, holding another short blade with his right hand, with a sense of coldness, stabbed Tang Feng's throat suddenly.

Tang Feng's face changed, and he quickly stretched out his left hand and grabbed Ximen Zheng's wrist in a hurry.

Ximen Zheng smiled slyly, holding a short blade in his left hand and stabbing Tang Feng's lower ribs.

Tang Feng gritted his teeth, abandoned the spear in his right hand, let the spear fall, and grabbed Ximen Zheng's wrist in a hurry.

Ximen Zheng looked skinny, but his strength was really not small, the short blade held in his left hand was only three inches away from Tang Feng's lower ribs, and the short blade held in his right hand was only an inch away from Tang Feng's throat.

Ximen Zheng smiled slyly: "It's only a nine-fold one-layer realm, and you dare to come and kill me in the nine-fold three-layer realm, you really don't know whether to live or die, you can't measure yourself, boy, suffer death, if you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough!"

After speaking, Ximen Zheng pressed his right hand, and the short blade stabbed down again, and the tip of the short blade was closer to Tang Feng's throat.

Tang Feng's face turned red, and he held on.

Seeing that, the short blade in Ximen's hand was about to pierce Tang Feng's throat.

It's fast, it's fast, it's about to stab, and the tip of the short blade is already close to the skin of Tang Feng's throat. Tang Feng grabbed Ximenzheng's wrist tightly, gritted his teeth, and struggled to support it.

"Ugh!"

Simon was suddenly making a painful muffled sound, his face suddenly turned pale, he slowly lowered his head, and saw a silver spear pass through his chest unconsciously.

"He is not qualified to kill you, I am not qualified enough to kill you?" Behind Ximen, a young man who was about twenty-five or sixteen years old asked coldly, this person was the eldest of the three brothers of the Tang family, Tang Tian.

Tang Feng took advantage of the moment when Ximen was sluggish, twisted his hands hard, and snatched the two short blades in Ximenzheng's hands.

"Poof, poof!"

The two short blades, with a strong wind, pierced into Ximenzheng's chest.

Ximen Zheng's face was distorted, and his face was hideous: "You, you, you, sneak attack!"

As soon as Tang Tian's spear was raised, Ximen Zheng fell to the ground like a broken sack.

Tang Feng sat on the ground with a slump of his buttocks, and touched his throat unconsciously with his right hand, just now, death was only a foot away from him, and death was something that everyone would be afraid of.

The second Tang Lei didn't know where to get a rag and stuffed it into Ximenzheng's hand. Faintly, in that rag, there is a Taiji diagram.

Among the various factions of martial arts, the disciples of the Seven Star Sect, the Kongtong Sect, the Kunlun Sect, the Wudang Sect, the Tianshan Sect, the Yunxiao Sect, the Diancang Sect, and the Seven Great Sects are all wearing Taoist robes, and each disciple's Taoist robe is printed with Tai Chi patterns. Tang Lei's intentions in doing this are obvious, and it is nothing more than a frame-up.

Tang Lei looked at the rag placed in the palm of Ximen's forehand, thought for a moment, and asked Tang Tiandao: "Big brother, is it really good for us to do this?"

Tang Tian said: "Whether it's good or not, we don't count what we say, the princess's order, we will carry it out." ”

Tang Lei shook his head: "Big brother, once the Heavenly Cult and the Seven Great Sects start a war again, many people will die." ”

Tang Tian sighed: "The princess's order, we can't disobey it." Second brother, you must know that many years ago, our three brothers made a mistake and were chased and killed by the Tang Sect, and it was the princess who repelled the people of the Tang Sect and took us in."

Tang Lei said: "Big brother, I remember all this, but what we are doing now, if we don't get it right, it will make the martial arts chaotic." ”

"If we disobey the princess's orders, we will die today. Tang Tian's face was grim and said solemnly.

Tang Lei's expression froze, yes, if he disobeyed the princess's order, the three of them would all die today. You know, the princess is the supreme powerhouse.

Tang Tian shook his head and sighed, he gently patted Tang Lei's shoulder: "Let's go, second brother, people are in the rivers and lakes, they can't help themselves, many things are not for us to decide." ”

After speaking, Tang Tian took a step forward and walked outside the woods, and Tang Lei also followed.

"Third brother!"

"It's coming!" Tang Feng hurriedly picked up the silver gun on the ground and chased after him

An hour later, the rag in Simon's hand was delivered to a temple, delivered by a disciple of the Fallen Pine Inn.

In the hall, more than a dozen people stood quietly, and a few people were sitting, but strangely, everyone looked at the ground quietly.

Above the deep and mysterious hall, there was a huge seat as black as ink, and on the seat, a cold woman with a beautiful face and a long purple dress was lying lazily on her side, her left hand gently supporting her cheek, and her right hand holding the rag, carefully examining it. The thin willow waist of the woman in purple is as soft as boneless, drawing a graceful arc, the round buttocks outline a delicate curve, very seductive, the legs are straight and slender, strong and elastic, the legs are slightly bent, looking enchanting and seductive, the purple dress only covers the knees, thus revealing a section of white as snow, warm as jade, flawless beautiful calves, under the calves, is a pair of smooth skin, white as snow, tender as spring onions of snow-white feet, round ankles depict a touch of graceful arc.

In this closed era, women's feet are very beautiful, their feet never bask in the sun, do not touch the ground, so that the skin of a pair of feet is as white as snow, tender as spring onions, and as water tofu.

Stunning face, thin willow waist, round buttocks, slender legs, snow-white feet.

Perfect, this is a perfect body, this is a body that can make a man easily lose control.

Such a stunning beauty, is she a human or an immortal.

"Gollum!" The Fallen Pine Inn disciple who had sent the rags to his knees knelt on the ground, his eyes staring at the bewitching woman in purple, and his throat rolled violently unconsciously.

The woman in purple slowly turned her face, staring at the sectist quietly with a pair of beautiful eyes, her red lips slightly opened, and she asked softly, "Is it good-looking?"

"Good, good-looking!" the cultist nodded unconsciously.

The group in the hall shook their heads, and a hint of ridicule flashed at the corners of their mouths.

Suddenly, the disciple seemed to understand something, his face changed, and dripping cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, he quickly kowtowed, and said while kowtowing: "No, no, no, the subordinates know their mistakes, the sect leader forgives their sins, the subordinates know their mistakes, and the sect leader forgives their sins."

The woman in purple asked softly, "No? do you mean I'm not good-looking?"

The cultist wiped the cold sweat and blood stains on his forehead, and said tremblingly: "No, the sect leader is good-looking, the sect leader is very good-looking, the sect leader is as good-looking as a fairy!"

The purple-clothed woman's fingers moved slightly, and the rag in her hand had already pierced the throat of the disciple like a sharp arrow.

The woman in purple said coldly: "You can't eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, and people can't look indiscriminately." ”

No wonder, the group in the hall was silently staring at the ground.

The woman in purple sat up slowly, picked up a purple boot under the black seat, stretched out her foot, and slowly put it on, then picked up another one, stretched out her foot again, and slowly put it on, her movements were very slow and elegant.

The woman in purple landed lightly on her feet and slowly stood up.

"I'll go out for a trip, and the things in the teaching will be managed by Wen Renchong and Wen Renmo for the time being, and the three protectors of Gongye Sanmu, Gongye Sanshui, and Gongye Sanhuo will work together to take care of it. ”

"Obey the Sect Master's decree!" said everyone in unison.

The woman in purple flashed, turned into an afterimage, and swept out of the hall, and when the woman in purple left the hall, the disciple suddenly turned into powder with a pop.