In just a dozen seconds, the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect had already laid down one or two hundred people, especially when they saw Jiang Feng destroy more than fifty people in the blink of an eye, their eyes were terrified, and they changed color in shock, as if they had seen an evil ghost.

At this moment, four deep breaths suddenly came from the distance of sight, like a awakened lion, mixed with monstrous anger, flying over, and four vague shadows were faintly visible in the line of sight, which were coming at a rapid speed,

Li Mochou seemed to notice the four people in the distance, a little extraordinary, floating and retreating at the moment, a volley over, came to Jiang Feng's side, vigilantly staring at the breath from far to near,

Jiang Feng pretended to be calm, his eyes swept over the surrounding Quanzhen Sect disciples with contempt, and then he tiptoed, leaned into Li Mochou's ear, and said in a low voice, "Master, my internal strength has been exhausted, you can't leave me alone later."

"Don't come so close to me",

Jiang Feng's breathing sound blew in her ears, making her feel a little crispy and numb, her earlobes couldn't help but redden, and she suddenly scolded with a straight face, then raised her eyelids and looked at the four people who were hurrying in the distant sky, her slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then she looked at Jiang Feng beside her, her eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Go ......",

Li Mochou grabbed Jiang Feng's shoulder with his left hand, stepped on the ground on his toes, like an arrow from a string, and flew towards the periphery, although she never paid attention to the news of the Quanzhen Sect, she also knew the name of the seven sons of Quanzhen, if nothing else, the four people who came from a distance were definitely Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu and others,

At first, she wanted to feel the power of the Quanzhen Sect's Big Dipper Seven Star Array, but Jiang Feng's internal strength was exhausted, so she had to give up this idea, she was confident that she could retreat with her whole body, but she was not sure that she would leave safely with a 'burden', after thinking about it for a while, she finally chose to retreat,

"Array...... Stop her",

Looking at Li Mochou fleeing from the wind, and then looking at Qiu Chuji and the others who were hurrying over, Zhao Zhijing seemed to see the dawn of victory, waved his arm, and ordered his disciples to set up a formation domineeringly, but he overestimated the courage of his disciples, and even more underestimated Li Mochou's light skills.

These little minions of the Quanzhen Sect have long been frightened, and there are one or two hundred people lying on the ground, eye-catching blood, pungent fishy smell, and a gloomy cloud wafting in the miserable scene.

Seeing Li Mochou take the initiative to leave, they were glad that it was too late, where would they have the courage to catch up, besides, Li Mochou's light skills came from the ancient tomb, the best in the world, unparalleled in the world, and there are only a handful of people who can surpass her in light skills today,

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About a tea time, Li Mochou completely away from the Quanzhen Sect, came to a tree-lined path at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, she put down Jiang Feng, took a lotus step, and walked towards a waterhole, this waterhole is the exit connecting the ancient tomb, in order not to leave footprints, she deliberately used light skills to fly through the air, so as to effectively avoid the chance of being discovered by the Quanzhen Sect.

"What kind of martial arts did you use when you injured the Quanzhen Sect disciple just now", Li Mochou slowly walked towards the waterhole, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Jiang Feng beside him in a calm tone,

"Yiyang refers to, in Lujiazhuang back then, didn't you fight with my godfather...... ?",

Jiang Feng didn't intend to hide that he would be a yang finger, so he subconsciously blurted out, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, Lu Zhanyuan's death was an eternal pain in Li Mochou's heart, and Lu Jiazhuang was also the biggest taboo in her heart.

After saying something that shouldn't be said, Jiang Feng lowered his head nervously, he originally wanted to tell Li Mochou, didn't you fight with my godfather Wu Santong in Lujiazhuang? How could he not know Yiyang Finger, but now, the second half of the sentence is also stuck in his throat, and he is hesitating to guess whether Li Mochou will be annoyed and angry.

Sure enough, hearing the words 'Lujiazhuang', Li Mochou paused, his excellent cheeks were a little cold, angry, murderous, and gloomy eyes filled his eyes, and his body exuded an irritable aura from the inside out.

Li Mochou didn't speak, just lowered his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Feng, who was in a panic, slowly raised his head, and greeted the scorching sun in the sky, with a brief gentleness and complex demeanor in his autumn eyes.

After a while, Li Mochou's breath retracted and returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, and continued to walk towards the waterhole, and a cold voice sounded faintly, "Your godfather's one-yang finger is completely different from the one-yang finger you use, whether it is power, speed or breath, there is a world of difference",

Seeing that Li Mochou was as indifferent as ever on his face, as if he was not annoyed and angry because he rashly talked about 'Lujiazhuang', Jiang Feng hurriedly patted his chest,

Jiang Feng walked a few steps quickly and followed, grinning at the corners of his mouth, with a hippie smile, and said, "My godfather cultivates the silk version of the One Yang Finger, and I cultivate the local tyrant version, which cannot be compared."

"Speaking of human words", Li Mochou glanced at him, and his cold and delicate face showed a bit of a woman's resentment, indifferent and coquettish, which was pleasing to the eye,

Jiang Feng tidied up his hairstyle, raised his eyebrows, and said, "This problem is difficult to explain, to put it simply, it is because I am talented and talented",

"Hmph", Li Mochou snorted coldly, and said angrily, "If you say it, you don't say it,

Jiang Feng shrunk his neck weakly, not daring to refute, he was not an idiot, how could he tell Li Mochou his true situation,

Li Mochou heard the perfunctory meaning of his words, and couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, ignoring him along the way.

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"Master......"

After returning to the ancient tomb, Hong Lingbo, who was pale, hurriedly greeted him and bowed respectfully.

Xiaolongnu and Granny Sun stood aside, looking at Li Mochou's blood-stained robe, their lips opened, and they stopped talking, they could probably guess some of the situation, but they didn't know how to ask, and they also understood in their hearts that from now on, the harmony between the Tomb Sect and the Quanzhen Sect for many years may have disappeared,

"Granny Sun, how are you", Li Mochou took two steps forward, took the initiative to support the haggard Granny Sun, and said in a soft and caring tone,

"Don't worry...... You're too impulsive", Granny Sun looked at the blood on Li Mochou's robe, and finally sighed, shook her head with a wry smile,

Li Mochou seemed reluctant to mention the bloody scene in front of Grandma Sun, and immediately helped her to the secret room.

Jiang Feng also helped Hong Lingbo from Xiaolongnu's side, and said with concern, "Senior sister, it's okay?"

Hong Lingbo shook his head with a pale face, indicating that he was fine, "Little junior brother, did you help me kill that stinky Taoist priest named Zhao Zhijing and Yin Zhiping."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng coughed lightly in embarrassment, and said ashamedly, "Next time I will definitely kill them with my own hands."

Before leaving, Jiang Feng swore that he would kill all those bastards, but when it came to killing, he was timid, and now looking at Hong Lingbo's haggard appearance, he really had no face to see people.