Due to Ding Wei's prior arrangement, all the stations were replaced by his henchmen, so this group of murderous people entered the courtyard smoothly and surrounded the houses under the command of Zhangzun, the monk surnamed Blood, and Ding Wei. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ding Wei pointed to a room and said, "Everyone, the old man of Lord Lin Ren and Chen Wuji are healing in the secret room inside, we will take down those silver guards first, and then go straight to the Yellow Dragon!"

After speaking, he motioned to the palm and the blood monk to give an order.

The palm lord and the monk surnamed Blood nodded, and immediately glanced at their respective subordinates, and suddenly dozens of monks rushed into various rooms like wolves, those Yinwei in the early stage of condensation should be meditating and cultivating at this time, completely defenseless, if nothing else, they will all die under the sneak attack.

This time the stakes are very high, Ding Wei set the tone with Zhangzun and the blood surname monk from the beginning, this time there is no need to live the mouth, kill them all.

It's just that when the monks rushed into the rooms, they all exclaimed, as if they were very surprised.

"My lord, there's no one in the room!"

"I don't have anyone here either, the room is empty. ”

"I'm here too!"

“...........”

The news fed back by the monks suddenly surprised Ding Wei, and the palms and the monks with the surname Blood were also full of gloomy colors, which was completely different from what Ding Wei said, the room was actually empty, and the two of them felt a little bad in their hearts.

They all looked at Ding Wei unkindly.

Ding Wei was also confused, and said in wonder: "Impossible, these silver guards can't leave the room without my order, they dare to resist my order?"

Then he summoned one of his men and asked, "You are on duty here today, have you seen those silver guards go out?"

This subordinate was one of the eight Jin Wei under Ding Wei, and he shook his head and replied, "No, today the Lord let our brother take over the defense, and it is impossible for us to let anyone out without the order of the Lord." ”

"That's weird!"

Ding Wei ignored the looks of the two Zhangzun, and ran quickly towards a room, and after a while, he came out and went towards another house, also very quickly...... After entering and leaving four or five houses in succession, he returned to Zhangzun's side, and his face was very ugly.

"It seems that the news has leaked, and these silver guards don't know how to escape. ”

Ding Wei said with a gloomy face.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Ding, if this matter is leaked, the other party is prepared, we are afraid that we will be fooled this time, I said to think about it in the long run, you have to insist on coming tonight, the result is like this, now it is okay....."

The blood-surnamed monk said unceremoniously.

"Okay, don't make any noise, it's all here, Lord Lin Ren must be killed today, unless he escapes!"

Zhangzun stopped the monk with the blood surname, and then said to Ding Wei, "Is Lord Lin Ren in this house?"

Ding Wei nodded.

"Then don't say more, anyway, run away a few silver guards, but a few miscellaneous fish, it won't be anything, as long as you kill Lord Lin Ren, this will achieve the goal, I'll go in later." ”

After speaking, he took the lead towards the house, and when he was about a foot away from the door, Zhangzun blasted towards the door with a fist, and the violent aura surged, instantly smashing the wooden door.

Ding Wei and the monks surnamed Blood followed, and the monks who had originally killed Yinwei also returned at this time, all of them looked like they were facing a great enemy, and the monks with magic weapons had already sacrificed their magic weapons, and their spiritual light flickered.

Those monks who did not have magic weapons were already secretly pinching the tricks, ready to be ordered to release their spells at any time.

Ding Wei walked forward quickly, and before he entered the room, a sigh came: "Commander Ding, I still guessed it, you are going to rebel against Lord Deacon, I am really disappointed!"

I saw a young man with an obscene appearance and a blue shirt appear at the door, and more than a dozen monks stood behind him.

Ding Wei stopped, his eyes shrank, and when he saw the young man, he was immediately taken aback, and said in surprise and anger: "Huang Xian, it's actually you! Didn't you go down the mountain to kill the three demons of the Ruan clan on my order, how could you appear here....I understand, those silver guards were transferred by you at your notice, right?"

This young man was one of the five Jin Guards who were sent down the mountain by him, and he was also his personal bodyguard, and if Li Dao must have known him here, this person was the monk named Huang Xian who sent them to the auction.

Although Huang Xian only had the cultivation of the early stage of Qi Condensation, he was assigned by Lord Lin Ren to Ding Wei as a guard, and Ding Wei knew that it was used to monitor him, but it was difficult to refuse, and he had been guarding against this person.

This time he killed Lord Lin Ren, and Ding Wei sent him down the mountain, so as not to find any clues by him, so as to ventilate and report the news. It's just that Ding Wei didn't expect that this person was thick and fine, but he still noticed something, and quietly returned again.

The more than ten monks behind Huang Xian were the silver guards who had escaped, how did Ding Wei not know them, they were looking at themselves with resentment, probably they all saw what happened just now.

Huang Xian said with a pity on his face: "Commander Ding Wei, since you took over the entire courtyard this morning, did not allow any entry and exit, and sent me five people down the mountain, I was vaguely a little bad, so I sneaked back alone, and I tried to confirm it after the fact....I didn't expect to really guess it, you really want to plot against it, fortunately, I transferred these silver guards, otherwise I would have encountered your poisonous hand just now!"

"It's just that I don't understand, Lord Deacon has an unusually high trust in you, and he has handed over the position of Jin Wei to you, which can be described as a high power, why do you want to betray him?"

Shaking his head, Huang Xian looked puzzled, and he looked at Ding Wei curiously.

"Hmph! Lord Lin Ren's old thief killed my whole family, I can't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart, why do you say I betrayed him! Huang Xian, if you know him, get out of the way, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for killing people, you group of monks in the early stage of condensation are trying to stop it, and it is undoubtedly a mantis arm as a car!"

Ding Wei said murderously.

"Senior Brother Ding, why do you need to talk to them more, a group of monks in the early stage of condensation, killing them is like pinching a group of ants to death, using nonsense, watch me clean them up....."

The monk surnamed Blood said disdainfully, and then he stepped forward, and a spiritual pressure in the late stage of condensation gushed out, and his right hand slapped down, and suddenly a blood-colored vortex formed in the void, with infinite suction towards more than ten people in Huang Xian.

This technique "Blood Vortex" is the signature spell of the monk surnamed Blood, which is very powerful in group attacks, and as long as the monk is lower than him, he will be swept into the vortex quilt and turned into powder.

The blood-colored vortex descended, and suddenly the monks behind Huang Xian turned pale, and under the huge spiritual pressure, they had no power to resist at all, and looked at the blood-colored vortex in great horror.

Huang Xian had a look of disdain, he didn't seem to be affected, he didn't care at all, and shouted: "Carving insect skills, break it for me!"

He slowly stretched out his right hand, a white palm clenched into a fist, a dazzling golden light appeared, and suddenly a punch blasted towards the blood-colored vortex, and a golden pillar of light slammed towards the center of the vortex, shattering the blood-colored vortex with a devastating momentum.

The blood-surnamed monk suddenly snorted, the spell was broken, and he suffered a secret loss.

couldn't help but look at Huang Xian with a shocked face, and said incredibly: "How is it possible, how can your cultivation in the early stage of Qi Condensation break my blood vortex!"

Ding Wei and Zhangzun were also full of surprise, and they both looked at Huang Xian with solemn faces, not understanding the mystery.

A monk in the early stage of condensation broke the spell of the monk surnamed Blood with a light punch, but there were two levels of cultivation in between, which made them puzzled!

"Huang Xian, I allow you to break the seal!"

In the room, the voice of an old man surnamed Lin came.

"Yes!"

Huang Xian responded respectfully, immediately lifted his shirt, and tore off a piece of yellow rune paper from his abdomen, the moment the rune paper was removed, a huge aura suddenly erupted in Huang Xian's dantian, showing the cultivation in the late stage of condensation, and its spiritual pressure was much higher than that of the monk with the surname of blood.

"Eighteen layers of condensation!"

Ding Wei shouted.

This was simply too unexpected, Huang Xian was actually hiding so deeply, the appearance of the initial stage of condensation was just to confuse people, his true cultivation was actually eighteenth layer of condensation, and Lin Renzhu was at the same level, three levels higher than his own cultivation.

The monk surnamed Blood also changed his face, no wonder he was able to raise his hand to break his spell, it was actually a cultivation of the eighteenth layer of condensation, one level higher than himself, he was only seventeen layers of condensation, he looked away just now, this person pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, remembering his disdain just now, he couldn't help but be extremely angry in his heart.

Only Zhangzun looked relieved at this time, and said in a deep voice: "Lin Daoyou is really powerful, he has secretly cultivated such a master, admire!

"Zhang Zunbao, Blood Drops, you two actually came to plot against you, hehe, it seems that the old man underestimated you, and he was so ambitious as a wolf, Huang Xian killed them for me, captured Ding Wei, a traitor, and the old man will come to help you in a while!"

The voice of the old man surnamed Lin floated from the house, full of anger, he didn't pay attention to Zhangzun, but directly ordered Huang Xian.

"Yes!"

Huang Xian responded respectfully, and immediately instructed the more than ten Qi Condensation Early Stage Monks behind him: "You wait here, don't let anyone enter here, no one is allowed to take a step back, otherwise there will be no mercy!"

"Yes!"

More than a dozen Silver Guard monks said in unison.

"Ding Wei, do you want to arrest you, or I will arrest you, you choose?"

Huang Xian's face was murderous, and he walked out of the room and looked down condescendingly.

"Hmph! Huang Xian didn't expect you to hide so deeply, I was gone, if my guess is correct, you are the most mysterious leader of the Purple Guard in the Worship Hall, right?"

Ding Wei said without fear.

It has always been rumored that there is a mysterious team in the worship hall of the Drifting Snow Empire, which is above the Golden Guard, called the Purple Guard. Obeying only the orders of the deacon Lin Ren is the ultimate power of the worship hall.

Huang Xian showed his lewd smile again, and said happily: "That's right, I am the Ziwei of this generation, but you are a little mistaken, there has only been one Ziwei in the past generations, if you want to say that I am the leader, it is okay, I advise you to tie your hands and arrest it, you will end up miserable if I do it myself!"

"Hmph! you are very conceited, the eighteenth layer of condensation qi is higher than our cultivation, but you alone dare to speak wildly, Senior Brother Blood, Senior Brother Zhang, this person is so arrogant and thinks very highly of himself, then we don't want to be fair, I will wait for the three of us to shoot together and capture this fang!"

Ding Wei said to the palm and the monk surnamed blood, and as soon as the words fell, he took out a fiery red sword from the storage bag, and the whole body exuded this heat, this is a high-grade magic weapon, called the Fire Spirit Sword, which is Ding Wei's treasure.

"Fire Bondage!"

Ding Wei's big sword pointed at Huang Xian, and suddenly a thin line of fiery red like hair rolled towards the other party, this is a spell that traps people, once trapped by this technique, he will be imprisoned by the mana of the whole body and slaughtered by others.

At this time, Zhangzun and the monk surnamed Blood also made a move at the same time, and no one would be stupid enough to fight alone with the cultivation of the eighteenth layer of the opponent, and at the same time, the two of them did not forget to order the many monks under them: "Kill all those monks at the door!"

Suddenly, the spiritual energy in the courtyard rioted, and dozens of monks were ordered to attack the door, these attacking monks had different cultivations, all of them were under the hands of the palms and the monks with blood surnames, there were four monks in the late stage of condensation, and nine in the middle stage, all of these people had magic weapons, and they were unstoppable, and the remaining early monks were condensed spells and blasted towards the door.

Huang Xian was furious, his body was covered in golden light, his body was as if he was cast by gold juice, and he swelled in a circle, his momentum was great, and he couldn't live forever, he shouted loudly, and smashed Ding Wei with a hard punch, and the golden aura erupted violently, annihilating the fire-colored thin line.

At the same time, the body was vertical, and the rapid confrontation with the Shangzhang Zun and the blood surname monk was still an extremely simple move, and the right hand punched forward, full of explosive power and beauty, the air was instantly compressed, and the golden pillar of light rolled towards the two of them.

"Look for death!"

Palm Zun Xu was furious, the dark snake staff in his hand waved forward, and suddenly a black line quickly strangled towards the golden light, and at the same time, his eyes glowed with a turquoise glow, and two dark green beams of light shot towards Huang Xian.

Not to be outdone, the blood-surnamed monk pressed the thumb of his left hand forward, and suddenly a huge blood-colored light composed of thumbs appeared on the top of Huang Xian's head, as if to press him into powder.

The two of them shot at the same time, under the huge crisis, Huang Xian didn't care at all, and the power of his punch seemed to be in the midst of illusory, completely penetrated by the black silk thread of the palm zun without any influence, the golden light shrouded the palm zun and the blood monk, and the power of the hurricane collapsed the two of them back more than ten steps, and the breath of the shocked palm and the blood monk was disordered, obviously suffering a loss, but he was not injured, but the five organs were a little uncomfortable.

At this time, the spells of the two came, and Huang Xian screamed wildly: "Give me a break!"

His golden light grew even more vigorous, like a god shrouded in the sun, full of infinite power.

The black silk thread, the blood-colored thumb, and the two dark green beams of light were all twisted and shattered in Huang Xian's golden light, and they disappeared without hurting Huang Xian in the slightest.

Ding Wei, Zhangzun, and the blood-surnamed monk looked at each other, and the three of them combined did not cause any harm to Huang Xian, this result shocked them extremely much, and their faces were extremely solemn.

At this time, the dozens of silver guards guarding the door, in the face of the unstoppable attack, they were not afraid, they took out a talisman seal from the storage bag, and hit forward without hesitation, and suddenly countless ice walls rose at the door, blocking the attacking spells, and countless spells blasted towards the dozens of attacking monks.

"Fu Seal!"

Among the attacking monks, one of the monks in the late stage of condensation exclaimed.

When the rest of the monks heard this, they couldn't help but change color.