Qin Likun frowned. I looked at the people around me. He secretly said in his heart: "How does this golden-winged Dapeng Gaishilong know that I am hiding He Shou Wu? It seems that the people who accompany me must have a spy." Thinking of this, he suddenly swept his gaze, glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and sneered.

He made a color to the black-faced man, took a few steps by himself, clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Don't say that the old man doesn't have this Laoshizi He Shou Wu." Even if you have your golden-winged Dapeng dragon martial arts, you can't snatch it from me. ”

The black-faced man understood and quietly walked behind Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, and suddenly the middle-aged scholar stepped forward to stop the black-faced man and shouted, "What are you doing, this little brother is not a spy." ”

The black-faced man was stunned and was about to speak.

At this moment, the golden-winged Dapeng Gai Shilong laughed and said loudly: "The surname is Qin, I can't beat you, but today, our big boss personally took action, and you are dead." After saying that, he took a few steps back and shouted, "Welcome to the big boss." As he spoke, he immediately fell to the ground with an extremely respectful expression.

Looking at the black-clothed people around them, all of them looked fanatical, prostrate on the ground, and followed the golden-winged Dapeng Gaishilong to move and read loudly: "Welcome to the arrival of the year." ”

A cold voice suddenly came from all directions: "Hand over the ginseng, otherwise, die!"

As soon as the words fell, a fist-sized fireball suddenly appeared from the shadows, with a strong high temperature, and instantly hit a dart guard, who didn't even have time to scream, and immediately turned into a pile of black charcoal along with the weapon in his hand.

At this moment, everyone in the dart game was stunned, and some didn't even grab the weapons in their hands, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Li Guowen's eyes showed a look of horror, and he lost his voice: "This ...... What kind of secret weapon is this?"

The heat wave couldn't stop emanating from the pile of black charcoal, and the surrounding guards showed roasted faces one by one.

Qin Likun also looked shocked, subconsciously took a few steps back, looked at the pile of black charcoal on the ground in a daze, and was speechless for a long time.

The black-faced man's eyes showed a look of fear, and he said tremblingly, "Immortal...... Immortal Spell?" Speaking of this black-faced man, he had also been tested by the Immortal Cultivation Sect when he was a child, and only then did he set foot on the rivers and lakes after being eliminated, and his childhood memories stimulated him deeply, and now when he saw the fireball technique, he immediately thought of it.

The golden-winged Dapeng Gai Shilong looked proud, and said loudly: "That's right, our big boss is an immortal, and you still don't send He Shou Wu here?"

All the people in the dart game looked at Qin Likun one after another, their eyes showed a look of pleading, if they were mortals, they would still have the courage to fight, but the other party was an immortal, these men lost their fighting spirit at this moment.

Qin Likun's face was bitter, and he was about to speak, when suddenly three more fireballs appeared silently, floating motionless in the air.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, and his interest rose, judging from the power of this fireball technique, the person who cast the spell was definitely only the ninth layer of the True Qi Period, he touched his chin, his divine sense swept away, and suddenly on a big tree not far away, he noticed the person who cast the spell.

"Huh?" Yuwen Zhouyuan was stunned, the person who cast the spell was about forty years old, and he had cultivated to the peak of the fifth layer of the True Qi Period, and he could break through to the sixth layer at any time. This person's face was gloomy, and there were several deep scars on his face, which looked quite hideous at first glance, but Yuwen Zhouyuan became more familiar the more he looked at it.

The middle-aged scholar said: "Old Qin, hand it over, even if the owner knows, he won't blame us, the other party is an immortal, how can we mortals resist." ”

Qin Likun hesitated, but reluctantly took out a palm-sized brocade box from his arms and put it on the ground.

As soon as the brocade box landed, it suddenly floated up, and instead of being sent to the other party, it flew backwards and was grabbed by Yuwen Zhouyuan in his hand.

Qin Likun turned his head suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "You are really a spy!"

Li Guowen's eyes showed anger, stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and clenched his fists. As for the black-faced man, his eyes shrank, and he saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan's method of taking the brocade box just now was not like that of a mortal.

The middle-aged scholar was also stunned, glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan in a complicated way, and sighed.

"Bold!" the Golden-Winged Dapeng Gaishilong's face changed, and he shouted. Then he jumped up, jumped up, stepped forward quickly, grabbed his right hand in a grasping shape, and grabbed Yuwen Zhouyuan's head.

The move of the golden-winged Dapeng Gaishilong suddenly confused Qin Likun and the others, Qin Likun hesitated slightly, but did not stop him, as for Li Guowen and the others, they all took a few steps back and let Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure out.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't raise his eyes, opened the brocade box and looked, only to see a thin He Shou Wu, horizontal in it, this He Shou Wu branch is very small, but the beard is extremely fine, a yellow paper is pasted on it, covering the aura of He Shou Wu.

At this time, the golden-winged Dapeng Gaishilong was already approaching, and he was about to twist Yuwen Zhouyuan's neck with a sneer, when suddenly his body trembled, as if he was grabbed by an invisible big hand, and his body was thrown backwards heavily, and he fell to the ground for a long time and didn't get up.

The strange scene in front of him made everyone stunned, Yuwen Zhouyuan did not tear off the yellow paper on He Shouwu, after looking at it a few times, he sighed and said leisurely: "When you see an old friend, don't you come out to see each other?"

A rustling sound sounded, and from the jungle not far away, a person slowly walked out, and there seemed to be an invisible air flow outside his body, and the black-clothed people who were standing on the periphery along the way were pushed away by this force.

In addition, the three fireballs floating in mid-air also quickly returned to the young man's side at this time, revolving around his body.

As soon as those black-clothed men saw this young man, they all said respectfully: "See the big boss." ”

The man didn't look at the golden-winged Dapeng Gaishilong who was spitting blood from his mouth beside him, but stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said in a deep voice, "It's you?"

At this moment, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, and as soon as this dark cloud appeared, a strange wind immediately rolled up, blowing everyone in the Dulwich dart board to retreat one after another.

The dark clouds descended rapidly, the strange wind became more and more violent, and an old man in red appeared from the dark clouds flutteringly, stepping on the strange wind and falling from the sky.

As soon as the old man in red appeared, a dart guard snorted miserably, and his body exploded with a bang, turning into a blood mist.

At the same time, the bodies of several guards exploded one after another, turning into a blood mist.

These blood mist wriggled strangely in mid-air, quickly condensing together, forming a blood bead that shimmered with golden light.

The old man in red opened his mouth and sucked it, and the blood beads were immediately swallowed by him, his face was slightly ruddy, he touched the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed strangely, and said: "Lord Tong Qing, since you have met an acquaintance, why don't you dare to recognize each other?"

Master Tong Qing's face twitched, and he quickly returned to indifference, and said respectfully: "Master, the disciple doesn't know this person. ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan's expression was as usual, his divine sense was swept away, and his heart was shocked, this old man in red had already reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Period.

The old man in red smiled slightly, and said to Yuwen Zhouyuan: "This fellow Daoist, do you know my apprentice?"

Yuwen Zhouyuan was calm and unhurried, and said indifferently: "How do you know, what if you don't know." ”

The old man in red was stunned, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan carefully, and suddenly said with a cruel smile: "It makes no difference, although you only have the seventh layer of the True Yuan Stage, if you drink your blood, I should have a chance to advance." ”

The cultivation that Yuwen Zhouyuan showed at this time was already the seventh layer of the True Yuan, and in fact, he was also the peak cultivation of the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Period!

Master Tong Qing's face changed, he stopped in front of the middle-aged man, and said quickly: "Master, this person has a life-saving grace for me, please ...... Please let him go. ”

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man in red, and he said gloomily: "Get out, go and collect all the mortal blood essence below for me, there is nothing for you here." ”

Lord Tong Qing was about to speak, the old man in red sneered, and then a complicated and incomprehensible word came out of his mouth, Lord Tong Qing's face was suddenly bloodless, his whole body convulsed, his seven orifices were bleeding, and beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his eyebrows, the giant surgeon's heart moved at will, turning into a big hand and grabbing the middle-aged man, the old man in red moved slightly, snorted coldly, opened his mouth and spit out a blue light, this blue light flashed, turned into a small sword, and slashed at the big hand.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's giant operation, which had already been refined to the point of perfection, immediately divided into two, one of them turned around and grabbed Tong Qingzhu, and the other grabbed the flying sword.

The little cyan sword immediately trembled, and the flickering light flickered on and off. The old man's face changed slightly, and he quickly took out a black scabbard from the storage bag, and threw it out immediately without saying a word, and his hands changed and a few red lights appeared.

As soon as the scabbard came out, the small cyan sword that was grabbed by the gravitational technique immediately shook, and it disappeared in an instant, and when it reappeared, it had already broken away from the big hand transformed by the mana of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and quickly merged with the scabbard.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was as usual, but his heart was greatly shaken, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slapped the storage bag, and suddenly flew out a handful of golden phoenix wings.

Yuwen Zhouyuan controlled the phoenix wings and gold boring to turn, jumped past the flying sword attack, and went straight to the old man in red.

The old man in red sneered, and he didn't care about the phoenix wings and gold boring, he kept flying the sword with one hand, muttering words in his mouth, the flying sword trembled, disappeared strangely again, and appeared in front of the old man in red like a teleportation, and slashed down with a sword.

The old man in red sneered, opened his mouth and spat out a golden bead of blood, and as soon as this bead appeared, it immediately turned into a silk of gold thread and burrowed into the flying sword.

Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned darkly, and was about to retract the phoenix wings gilded boring, when suddenly a red flying sword phantom emerged from the small sword, and with the speed of crossing the body, it was instantly slashed.

The phoenix wings were immediately split in two, turned into two rays of light and shadow, and fell from the sky.

The old man in red saw murderous intentions, flipped his right hand, and shot out a red light, and then the two fingers merged, facing Yuwen Zhouyuan a little, and suddenly the flying sword swung, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Yuwen Zhouyuan, scattering gloomy and cold air, and rushed violently.

Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, grabbed Tong Qingzhu and threw him back, and at the same time his body quickly retreated.

At this time, the flying sword suddenly shone red, and the phantom reappeared, and it spit out from the tip of the sword with a slight tremble, Yuwen Zhouyuan only felt a flash of lightning, and the flying sword phantom was already approaching in front of him.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's complexion changed, his right hand flipped over, took out a spirit rune from the storage bag, raised his hand and threw it into the air, as soon as the spirit rune came out, it immediately turned into a translucent blue light curtain, the moment this light curtain appeared, the flying sword phantom had been cut down, and a burst of blue and red colors staggered and shining, the cyan light curtain trembled, and a spider web crack appeared, obviously unable to bear it.

Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath, opened his mouth and spit out a spiritual aura, and the color of the light curtain suddenly changed from blue to blue, and the translucent state also became turbid.

The webweb rift quickly recovered, and it was able to block the attack of the flying sword.