The black gas actually stuck to the head, hands, etc., and carved into the skin like a tattoo.

The monks of the Ancient Sword Sect immediately urged their spiritual power, wanting to force the black qi out.

But what is frightening is that no matter how the spiritual power is used, the black qi is firmly attached to the surface of the body like a bone appendage.

What's even more terrifying is that the black qi continues to spread to the depths of the body, and wherever it passes, it cuts off the vitality of the bloodline.

The five armor soldiers in the front row, all of them were stained with this strange black gas, and they all spent a lot of spiritual power to suppress the black gas.

The fifteen unarmored monks in the back row, because they were far apart, only one of them was affected by the black qi.

Sun Jin's expression was anxious, and he mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, but he only forced the black qi into a corner, unable to drive it out of his body.

Sun Jin, as a monk of the Baodan Realm, has the highest realm, even he can't drive away the black qi, and the other monks are even more unbearable, just struggling to support it.

What kind of demon art is this? It was unheard of to abolish him and his comrades in one face, and Sun Jin couldn't believe it.

Regarding the things in the Demon Realm, most of the monks have not said that they have seen it, and they have read few of them, so it is not surprising that Sun Jin can't recognize it.

Sun Jin was still hesitating, wanting not to rush into a wave.

This hex has a long range, and can possess continuous damage, and only hand-to-hand combat can neutralize the opponent's advantage.

At this time, a large number of black balls were thrown from the flying boat on the opposite side, drifting over leisurely.

"Retreat!"

This second wave of attacks helped Sun Jin make a decision.

Sun Jin immediately issued an order to retreat, and more than 20 Gujianmen monks fled back to the brigade in a hurry like kites with broken strings.

When Sun Jin's team fled back, Ma Bao was organizing others to besiege the cottage on all sides, and a team of people had already touched the bottom of the wall.

As a result, Sun Jin was defeated, and Ma Bao had to order a retreat, burying the good situation.

Although he didn't quite understand, Sun Jin was defeated too quickly, indicating that the reinforcements were very strong, and Ma Bao did not dare to risk being flanked by the front and rear, so he could only order the whole to retreat.

"What's going on?" Ma Bao looked at Sun Jin gloomily.

"It's not that I'm incompetent, it's that the enemy knows how to do sorcery. ”

Sun Jin stretched out his arm, and a black mark the size of a teacup lid on his forearm was shocking, and the black mark was suppressed by spiritual power, and he still squirmed, as if there was some kind of life.

"It's demonic energy. Ma Bao recognized the origin.

"Demon Qi, could it be that there are demons on that flying boat?" Sun Jin was shocked.

"All retreat!" Ma Bao took out a flute and blew the humming retreat order.

Hundreds of Ancient Sword Sect monks immediately gathered and retreated, quite tightly.

Shen Xiu saw it from a distance on the flying boat, and he couldn't help but sigh at the vigor and resoluteness of the Ancient Sword Sect, such a discipline could not be seen in the Tongtian Sect.

The Ancient Sword Sect team quickly ran away, and Shen Xiu was also slightly relieved.

His little magic ball is limited, half of it is consumed in the first wave of attacks, and when he attacks again, he also uses the Dream Bubble Skill to increase his momentum, and it is a fluke to be able to scare away enemies.

If it really starts, the outcome will be five-five.

"Senior brother, let's go down and meet the people in the stockade. Song Ying said.

"Good. Shen Xiudao.

The flying boat descended slowly, and the monks in the cottage also cheered loudly and greeted them.

A sturdy black-faced man flew to the front of the boat and laughed: "Which brother came to help, Liang Tiezhu is grateful!"

"I only love the golden cage parrot, who talks about the iron pillar lock dragon, Liang Daoyou's name is domineering and poetic, a good name. Elder Shi said.

Liang Tiezhu touched his head shyly and blankly, it was the first time since he was born that someone praised his name for being poetic.

Shen Xiu was stunned, is Elder Shi really an honest man?

"This is the Holy Son of Shen Xiu Shen of Tongtian Sect, who was ordered by the head of Tongtian Sect Luo to serve as the master of the Fengzi Banner. Elder Shi introduced Shen Xiudao.

Shen Xiu also put out the shelf appropriately, stood at the bow of the boat with a big grin, and waited for Liang Tiezhu to come over.

Liang Tiezhu opened his mouth in surprise and snorted, he also knew that the Liang family and the Dou family were included in the Fengzi Banner of Tongtian Sect, and the banner owner heard that he was a senior disciple of the head of the sect, and he was going to come over in a few days, but he didn't expect it to be such a young boy.

"If there is no flag master to rescue, my whole village will be slaughtered by the ancient sword gate, and my subordinates will thank the flag master for saving his life!"

Liang Tiezhu said, kneeling down to Shen Xiu, and a group of Liang family monks behind him also knelt down.

"Brothers, outnumbered, not afraid of violence, are great heroes, when I passed in the sky, I saw the blood boiling, I can't wait to come down and fight side by side with my brothers, fortunately, thanks to everyone's blessing, I repelled the enemy, since the brothers have joined the Tongtian Sect, they will be a family in the future, you don't have to be polite, please hurry up. Shen Xiu stepped off the boat and lifted up the beams and pillars.

When these words came out, Shen Xiudu felt a little awkward, and almost regarded himself as Brother Dong, he was not very used to the identity of the leader.

Listening to Shen Xiu's words, all the monks of the Liang family showed joy on their faces, this new boss is a good Yazi.

Liang Tiezhu stood up and said with a smile: "Thanks to the blessing of the Shen Banner Lord, our cottage fought quite beautifully in this defensive battle, and no one died!"

Because of the formation protection of the walled wall, as well as the long-distance bombardment of the Divine Fire Crow, the Ancient Sword Gate failed to take advantage of it.

"Okay! very good!" Shen Xiu also smiled.

All the monks of the Liang family cheered loudly, and some of the male and female monks even danced excitedly.

"Everyone is so enthusiastic, then come and dance our Fengyuan War Dance to welcome the arrival of Lord Shen Qi!" Liang Tiezhu said with a smile.

Fengyuan is located in the southwest corner of Tiannan, the folk style is unrestrained, can sing and dance, love to use dance to express feelings, war dance is also the highest etiquette to welcome guests.

As a result, more than a dozen male and female monks of the Liang family immediately came out, danced hand in hand, and danced to Shen Xiu.

Elder Shi and Song Ying were both slightly embarrassed, although they had heard of the customs of the Fengyuan people, but this was too straightforward and enthusiastic, they did not invite the guests to come into the house to drink tea, but danced in the open air first, the three counties of Tiannan and the North occupied by Tongtian Sect were closer to the Central Plains culture, and they were not too adaptable.

Shen Xiu looked at the Liang family monks who were singing and dancing, and there was a small flame rising in his eyes.

I, Shen Xiu, don't want to be a great dancer.

"Can we dance together?" Shen Xiu said with a smile.

"Of course, please Shen Qi Master back to dance!" Liang Tiezhu reminded Shen Xiu in a low voice, after dancing the welcome dance, the guests can choose to dance back, any dance.

What kind of dance is it back?

Shen Xiu, who had seen too much of Station B, suddenly had an idea.

"Miao thief!"

Shen Xiu said, condensed a black ball in his hand, held the black ball with one hand, dribbled the ball repeatedly under his crotch, then dribbled with his arms, dribbled with his fingers, and finally threw the ball, and after his shoulders shook like chaff for a while, his whole body softened.

"Lord Shen Qi, what kind of dance is this?" Liang Tiezhu was surprised.

"This dance is called a chicken, you are too beautiful. Shen Xiu smiled.

Liang Tiezhu's face was slightly red, although the movements of this dance were slightly ashamed, but there was a unique rhythm that seduced the soul, which made people fall in love with it.

Even some of the female monks felt that Shen Xiu's dance was like a sharp arrow, shooting through her heart, as if something was bubbling out.

Warm, slippery.

This young man not only has an extraordinary appearance, but also a posture like a dragon.

I'd rather be like you in a flame.