"It turns out that the palace master of this Flower Palace, named Chen Keke, looks like he is only in his thirties, and he doesn't know what realm it is. Jian Piaoyun thought so.

That Chen Keke listened to the words of the thief and was angry, but she was tired of dealing with the incense poison in her body at this time, one was not good, but she took her own humiliation, but she couldn't settle accounts with him for a while.

The heartless little monk asked: "Dare to ask the stolen saint seniors, what kind of poison is this? It is colorless and tasteless, and the little monk can't smell the doorway at all." ”

The thief saint smiled and said: "Little monk, if this illusory divine incense can be seen by you, then I, the thief saint, should be forgotten for you!"

A few yellow-clothed catchers next to him quickly said: "Don't ink with him, he is delaying time! This phantom god incense poison takes time to spread, brothers, together, take down the thief saint, and upgrade two levels in a row!" "Get the order!"

The thief saint was dressed in gray, although his face was covered with black cloth, but listening to his tone, he could still detect his cynical smile, and he said: "Just a few of you special catchers, you also want to catch Uncle Ben? What's more, you also fell into my phantom incense!"

The leader exclaimed, "Be careful!" But it was too late, and the silver needle did not enter their holes, and the brothers screamed and fell to the ground with convulsions. The leader quickly drew his sword and stepped forward, shouting angrily: "How can this be true!"

Seeing him dodge the silver needle, the thief saint praised: "There are still two more - but there is still a long way to go!" As soon as the words fell, the thief saint kicked a mahogany stool over, and the capture was quick to carry the internal strength, but he only felt that the heart was blocked, and the internal breath was jerky, so he had to wave the big knife and slash at the mahogany stool, and the stool suddenly split in two. I saw a few clicks, and none of the clothes on the body of this yellow-clothed catcher were gone, and even Sima Lie and Lu Qingping, who were masters of internal breathing and acupuncture, couldn't see his movements clearly!

Chen Keke, the palace master of the Flowerless Palace, and the white-gauze masked woman hurriedly turned around, their pretty faces were slightly red, and they secretly scolded the thief in their hearts for being shameless.

The beggar Yue Zhong couldn't help but admire: "I only heard others say that the 'butterfly hand wearing flowers' of stealing the saint is the fastest technique in the world, and it really deserves its reputation when I see it today!"

And the naked catcher's face turned red angrily, "You can't be disgraced! I'll fight with you...... Forehead...... "I didn't know that this catch didn't run a few steps, and for some reason, it was so soft that it fell to the ground." The thief squatted on the ground, poked the bare ass with a mahogany brand, and said: "If my illusory incense has no antidote, even I am afraid, the longer you are lucky, the faster the poisonous hair, if the meridians are blocked, let you lie down for a day and a night, it is not a problem!"

"This ......" Sima Lie and the others had the intention of snatching the glazed pendant, but when they heard the thief saint say this, they all hesitated and didn't dare to go up again, but they heard Zheng Tianming say: "A few people slowly get rid of the poison, I, Zheng Tianming, are just here to have a good time, I am not interested in this so-called secret treasure, but I want to see the ability of this thief saint!"

The thief saint looked at Zheng Tianming and said, "Although you Zheng Tianming is young, this 'wine sword' is also famous, and your martial arts are not under that little Taoist priest and little novice...... This thief seems to have a secret method to suppress my illusory incense...... Maybe I'll have a few tricks with you!"

Zheng Tianming picked up the jade gourd, took a sip of wine, untied the aqua blue sword on his back, and said, "Thief Saint Senior, this sword has no eyes, but be careful!"

On the side, Yang Zhenzi frowned and said: "Xiaodao, my meridians have been blocked by this incense poison in half, I didn't expect this wine sword to be able to suppress the incense poison, and luck is free, Xiaodao is not as good as him!"

Chen Keke listened and said, "Little Taoist priest don't want to be arrogant, do you think the wine in his jade gourd is ordinary wine?"

"Senior, what do you say?"

"His wine, but 'Xiangyun Winery' specially brewed for him 'Drunken Fengyun', I heard that this wine with his unique mental method can detoxify all kinds of poisons!" Chen Keke replied.

Just when others were discussing, the wine sword Zheng Tianming stepped forward and threw a sword qi, and the white sword qi visible to the naked eye was in an arc, slashing towards the thief saint!

The thief saint dodged a sword qi, and the second sword qi followed, and the thief saint didn't notice it for a while, and his arm was scratched!

"If the sword is not opened, the sword qi hurts people, what a wine sword! What a Zheng Tianming! In the rivers and lakes, you Zheng Tianming is the first to hurt me with your sword qi! Then, eat me with a trick 'swarm bee hive'!"

Upstairs, the sword drifted and said secretly: This sword qi is fierce, I don't know which one is stronger or weaker with my Huangquan slash?

Let's look at the downstairs stage, the thief made a move to "protect the hive of bees", forcing Zheng Tianming to be in a hurry. I saw that the thief saint performed light skills, flying up and down around Zheng Tianming, the silver needles in his hands continued, his hands were like plucking the piano, and countless silver needles flew towards Zheng Tianming. In the eyes of others, this Zheng Tianming is really like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the hornets are swarmed around Zheng Tianming, and many "fish that have slipped through the net" are deeply rooted in Zheng Tianming's flesh!

Yue Zhong's gaze also turned up and down with the figure of the thief saint, and said: "His 'butterfly hand piercing flowers' and this peculiar palm technique are similar to my beggar gang's 'beggar world god palm'!"

"Oh, the seniors can see the speed of the thief's hand clearly, so if the senior's beggar world god palm is against his butterfly hand and wears flowers, who is more powerful?" asked Su Jin of the Shenxing Hall.

Yue Zhong replied: "The thief has been famous for a long time, and my beggar gang is the foundation of the gang's foothold, and it is naturally not bad. ”

At this time, Sima Lie said: "Everyone, the more the time drags on, the more unfavorable it becomes, why don't you take the opportunity to step forward and take down the thief saint, and then make plans?"

Lu Qingping frowned when he heard this and said, "This ...... I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right? There are so many of us, and besides, he's fighting with the young man's wine sword, so this move is not a gentleman's doing!"

Sima Yuwen coaxed: "Could it be that this thief is plotting with incense, which is the way of a gentleman?

Chen Keke of the Flowerless Palace responded: "I said something that is good for my appetite!Elder Lu, don't be polite to that thief!"

Lu Qingping hesitated, and Sima Lie persuaded: "Elder, this phantom incense is extremely domineering, if you drag it any longer, you and I will lie on the ground and be slaughtered!" Lu Qingping finally made up his mind and said, "Okay! Then let's go up together and fight quickly!"

After that, Sima Lie took the preemptive strike, and the nine turns of the exquisite skill were superb, I don't know how many times better than Sima Yuwen, the fine iron fan turned a few times in the air, came and went freely, and shot at the thief saint, only to hear a bang, the fine iron fan was opened by the thief saint, but it also broke his trick "swarm bee hive".

Zheng Tianming stopped his movements and glanced at Sima Lie suspiciously. The thief saint also took the opportunity to retreat and scolded: "What? someone can't wait? Think that if there are more people, they can take me down?

"Don't talk nonsense, look at the whip!" Chen Keke, the palace master of the Flower Palace, took out the soft whip on his waist, and followed Yue Zhong, Lu Qingping, Sima Lie and others to bully themselves.

Zheng Tianming frowned, Rao was dissatisfied, and he didn't make a sound, withdrew his big sword, and left the venue.

"Little monk, aren't you going to go?" asked Sima Yuwen.

"Amitabha, several of the people in the field are all masters of the ancestors, the little monk knows that his skills are low, and the little monk has been stolen by the phantom incense of the saint, not only can he not help, but he has tied the hands and feet of several seniors, so the gains outweigh the losses. The heartless little monk said this, and Sima Yuwen secretly scolded: This bald little monk seems to be honest, but in fact he is cunning!

Sima Yuwen looked at the woman with a white veil on her face, and asked in her heart, "Dare to ask the girl's name...... " How did he know that the girl took a few steps back, and she didn't even bird him, which made him unhappy and gloomy.

He glanced at Yang Zhenzi and Su Jin again, and didn't expect the two of them, and asked the young swordsman of the Guyue Sect on the other side, and said disdainfully: "This son looks at this brother Tai is not good-looking, but he can not change his color under the illusory incense, he must be not small, who is his surname?"

The young swordsman of the Ancient Moon Sect was dressed in a gray power suit, and his hair was tied in a thin ponytail, neat and neat. This person's face was resolute, but he seemed to be a little taciturn, and replied with a few words: "Guyue faction, Yan Linfeng!"

Shenxingtang Su Jin asked in surprise: "Isn't it, the knife is as fast as the wind - the ancient moon swordsman is in the wind?"

"It's not talented, it's underneath. ”

"Forgive me for being clumsy, I haven't seen the origin of Brother Tai...... The knife technique is known for its domineering and skillful strength. Your Excellency has gone off the beaten path with your sword, and you admire it with a 'fast' sword!" Su Jin said to the young swordsman.

"Brother Tai is polite, the ancestors have clouds: the world's martial arts are invincible, only fast and unbreakable. It's just emulating the ancestors, and it's not worth mentioning. Yan Linfeng replied.

When Sima Yuwen heard this, he was extremely angry in his heart, and secretly thought: Why is it that he is a stinky boy with a lot of background, so no one knows that I am Sima Yuwen, the eldest young master of Lingxiu Palace?

When Su Jin heard this, he frowned and said nothing, but Yan Linfeng held the handle of the knife in his hand and wanted to try it. Sima Yuwen continued: "Your Excellency the Thief Saint Shenlong sees the head and the tail, and the next time we meet, I don't know what year it is, it's a pity to miss it!"

Yan Linfeng's heart was moved, and he did it when he thought of it, the long knife came out of the sheath, and he shouted in his mouth: "Thief Saint senior, offended!" His figure disappeared with a whoosh, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared on the left and right of the thief saint, and slashed away with a horizontal knife!

The thief was startled, and now the four of them were attacked, and suddenly they blocked the way with a quick knife in the air, and they were startled, but fortunately, the phantom incense had a good effect, and the strength of Chen Keke and the other four people was sharply reduced, and there was no danger for a while. He shouted, "Little man dares!" Then Butterfly grabbed Yan Linfeng's quick knife with his hand and kicked Yan Linfeng's armpit with his right foot.

"Brother Yan, I'm here to help you!" Sima Yuwen flicked his fan and struck at the wrist of the thief saint. The thief saint had to let go of the quick knife and retreat a few steps, but unexpectedly, Yue Zhong's "beggar world god palm" slapped the thief saint on the back with a domineering palm wind!

The thief saint hurriedly looked back, and his right palm met Yue Zhong's palm, thanks to the fact that this chivalrous beggar was poisoned by the phantom god, and his strength was greatly reduced, otherwise the thief saint would have to be seriously injured with this hurried palm, instead of taking a few steps back so easily.

Shen Xing Tang Su Jin, also couldn't help but make a move, the "Shen Xing Dart Bureau" is a dart for a living, famous for its foot strength, a set of "Shen Xing Wuxiang" leg method is famous all over the world! The leg skills are profound, and its light skills are naturally good. Su Jin rose into the air and kicked the head of the thief saint five or six times in a row, but he was blocked by the butterfly hand of the thief saint one by one.

Yang Zhenzi and the little monk Wuxin glanced at each other, and the taste, self-evident, the two joined the siege, leaving only the masked woman alone.