Four palms handover. The internal forces are poured into their palms. The people watching the battle on both sides have already seen that Tu Qingtian and Ku Zhi are using their palms to compete for internal strength to decide the winner or loser.

Since the palms of the two pairs have been glued together, if they do not distinguish between the superior and the inferior, they will never be separated.

The time of a stick of incense passed, and the noses and sideburns of Tu Qingtian and Ku Zhi gradually oozed sweat.

Tu Xiaoyuan and Tu Lianbi saw that the eldest brother was in a situation and did not have an advantage, and they were about to step forward to help, but the little girl and the little boy were already on the road, and the two sides were frozen like fire.

The fifty or sixty Demon Sect disciples behind Tu Qingtian, seeing that the leader was in a bad situation, they all swung their swords and shook their swords, wanting to sneak attack Kuzhi.

Who knows, the many ghost city disciples led by the ghost city lord of the ghost city in the hidden capital couldn't help but raise their eyebrows one by one, and their expressions were grim in front of the road.

If those Demon Sect disciples took a step forward, the ghost city disciples would naturally meet them with their sword soldiers and show no mercy.

At the moment when the two sides were at a stalemate, suddenly, Tu Qingtian's eyes widened, and with a clear whistle from his mouth, a burning flame, like a raging pillar of fire, erupted from Tu Qingtian's mouth.

Without warning and suddenly.

Not only was Kuzhi shocked, but the eyes of almost everyone present were staring at the flame motionlessly.

Bitter Zhi was surprised, only to feel the hot wind in front of him, as if he was beside a blazing fire.

In just a few seconds, Kuzhi's clothes had been scorched, and the flesh on his face was burned red and swollen by the flames.

Ku Zhi's expression finally couldn't be calmer anymore, he took two or three steps back, and Tu Qingtian advanced four or five feet with both palms.

He moved with his palms, like a skateboard, and kept pushing his bitter wisdom to the corner of the street.

The three monsters and Miao Shan, seeing that the situation was critical, they glanced at each other, walked out of the dark corner of the street together, and strode to the city lord of the ghost city in the hidden capital.

The city lord of the ghost city was also shocked when he saw the three monsters of Youdu, and said indifferently: "Aren't you expelled from the division? Why didn't Langjun of Youdu come?"

The three monsters of Youdu hurriedly bowed down and said in unison: "Master, your old man is fine, Youdu Langjun is dead." ”

The city lord exclaimed, "Who killed him?"

The mother-in-law said: "I was killed by the Witch with a Thousand Faces." ”

The city lord of the ghost city nodded thoughtfully: "It turned out to be her, no wonder." ”

The three monsters of Youdu said in unison: "We didn't come this time to ask Master for forgiveness for being expelled from the sect, nor did we want Master to avenge Youdu Langjun, but we had other important matters to tell Master!"

The city lord said: "No need, since you have left the master, you are not my disciples of Youdu, and you don't have to tell me anything, we are originally from the two worlds, and no one knows anyone!"

Obviously, there was a deep resentment in the words of the city lord of the ghost city of the hidden capital.

Of course, Miao Shan has heard this.

The three monsters of Youdu were just about to say something more, and among the three young Taoist priests behind the city lord of the ghost city, one of them was dressed in a gorgeous costume and looked like Lang Xing, Sven, and a thin Taoist priest, and walked up to the city lord with a smile: "Daddy, are you still angry with the four monsters in Youdu? But now is not the time to be angry! You see, Master Kuzhi is still suffering at the hands of Tu Qingtian? I think he is about to lose his support." The Ghost City Lord sighed and said, "I said just now, don't let them force a lever, after all, the three sons of the Demon Sect Leader can't be easily dealt with." Well, it seems that I'm the only one who will save my old friend. As he spoke, he was just about to draw out the Demon Sword, when the slender young Taoist priest smiled and stopped: "Daddy, let me go first, after all, when the father and son soldiers go into battle, how can the son watch the excitement from the sidelines, but let Lao Tzu take the lead first? Besides, how can you, an elder, lose your value and fight with a young man? Not to mention that person is still competing with another person?" After hearing this, the city lord of the ghost city also felt reasonable. Nodding and said: "Okay, Yu Fei, go and save Master Kuzhi, and don't go to attack that Tu Qingtian, Daddy, see what you can do?" At this time, the other two young Taoist priests behind the city lord of the ghost city also stepped forward and said to the city lord: "Daddy, we also have to go to help Master Kuzhi!" The ghost city lord's face sank, and he snorted coldly: "You two don't have to go, let's let Yu Fei try it alone" The two young Taoist priests in gorgeous clothes looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old, the same age as the dirty little boy. is four or five years younger than that Yu Fei, because his father cares about the safety of his two young sons, and at the moment of this great enemy, he does not let them make a move, it is really for their safety. Pity a father's heart. Miao Shan looked at the slender Yu Fei, and saw that he was about the same age as herself, but he dared to speak out, saying anything to help Master Kuzhi, she didn't believe it at all. So, she lowered her voice and said to the mother-in-law of Youdu: "Mother-in-law, who is this young man? Could it be that he is the one who killed the four protectors of the Demon Sect and stole the Guanyin Sword of my Peerless Gate, the ghost of Youdu Mo Yufei?" Miao Shan said strangely: "It seems that he doesn't look like a ghost in the dark capital, just a young man who looks very gentle and thin." How could he have such a high level of martial arts?" Granny Youdu shook her head and whispered: "Is this, to be honest, the person who killed the four protectors of the Demon Sect and stole the Guanyin Sword is not my young master Mo Yufei, I am not sure, then Changzhou Simang's words are likely to be rumors in the rivers and lakes, and they should not be taken lightly!" Miao Shan nodded, and looked at Mo Yufei curiously. I saw that Mo Yufei was still Swenwen when he spoke just now, looking like a son, but, in the blink of an eye, his sudden figure was longitudinal, like a ghost, silently, approaching Tu Qingtian and Ku Zhi. Said loudly to Tu Qingtian: "You are the eldest son of the Demon Sect Master, Tu Qingtian Mo?" Tu Qingtian was competing with Kuzhi with his palms. Just now, he used the stunt of spewing fire from the mouth, and he made Kuzhi burnt out, his clothes were torn, and he was extremely embarrassed. What's more, the bitter wisdom was injured by fire, which led to a great reduction in internal vitality. Seeing that Tu Qingtian was on the upper hand because of this fire, he was about to win, but he was asked by Mo Yufei, who was loudly asked, and couldn't help but lose his mind, he simply ignored it, and only wanted to hit the bitter wisdom under the palm of his hand first, and then deal with Mo Yufei. And he expected that the people of the Youdu Gate, including the Mo Yufei in front of him, were by no means obscene people who secretly attacked him. Therefore, he increased the strength of his palms, trying to kill the bitter wisdom that was deeply injured by the fire. However, although Kuzhi was wounded by the fire and looked in pain, he still stubbornly supported it, and did not show the slightest hint of discouragement and retreat. Even though he was cornered. Mo Yufei said loudly again: "Tut-tut, people in the Demon Sect, when it comes to being despicable and shameless, there is really no one in the world, not only the disciples in your sect, but even the sect leader and the sect leader's own son, they are also so despicable and dirty, hehe, I don't think you should call it the Demon Sect in the future, it's better to change your name, just call it despicable and shameless!" As he spoke, he stared at Tu Qingtian and laughed wildly. Miao Shan's real listening, she couldn't help but laugh out loud. Tu Xiaoyuan and Tu Lianbi, as well as the disciples of the Demon Sect, have been entangled by Ximen Qing, Pan Jinlian and the disciples of Youdu. When they heard these slanderous words against the Holy Religion, they were all furious. Tu Qingtian was stimulated by Mo Yufei's words, and while he was palming his hands with Ku Zhi, he said indifferently: "Where did our Demon Sect come from to be despicable and shameless?

Mo Yufei said: "Tu Qingtian, you and Master Kuzhi, the internal strength competition is originally above board, so it's just that, why do you have a sneak attack, and a mouth protrudes a big fire? If you are usually idle, you can be a clown to perform and have fun for us." Perhaps, uncle, I am happy to reward you with a few big bucks. But to do so at this moment is a symbol of despicable, shameless, low-level, and filthy incompetence. This is not only dishonorable, but also a great discredit to your Demon Sect. Even if you win the master of bitter wisdom, you really can't win the martial arts, and you won't have the face to win, I advise you, let go of your dog's paws quickly, and have a good comparison with my Mo Yufei!"