There are a total of twelve people in the sword formation of the Vulture Palace, up and down, left and right, and three people in each direction. Headed by a man in green clothes in the north, surnamed Huo, named Guangsheng. His long sword was raised upward, and the three people in the north formed a triangle, each taking a step back, and although the other three parties stopped attacking, they were still swordsmanship, eyeing each other.

Huo Guangsheng asked rhetorically, "You were sent from Xiaoyao?"

When he saw them stop, he thought it was easy to speak, so he replied, "Exactly." ”

Huo Guangsheng said again: "Our master died in the Loose Sect?"

"This is not fake...... "It's not good to pass by, but I don't know how to clarify. The Vulture Palace only knew that it had been grudges with the Loose Sect for many years, but it didn't know that the grievances had now been resolved. If they got the news that their lord had died in Xiaoyao Peak, they would naturally think that it was the lord who went to find the bad luck of the Xiaoyao faction, and as a result, they found the way of the Xiaoyao faction.

"Then there's nothing to say!" Huo Guangsheng shouted, the long sword slashed, and the sword formation was formed again, up and down, left and right, and the three people on each side were responsible for the upper, middle and lower three roads. All of a sudden, Qingguang Huohuo. Passing through the four directions, the way out was blocked, and the three roads were hit, and they were sealed airtight.

He is now "angry from the side of the guts", and he could have thought that he could take out the golden hairpin as proof, but now he is too lazy to defend himself. Immediately shouted: "There is really nothing to say!" As he spoke, he had been directly bullied, and between his progress, his body fluttered, and then he stretched out his feet and swept away, forcing the twelve people to retreat together, winning the gap.

He thought to himself that he had a good heart to send their lord home for burial, and he had thought about the position of the palace master of the Vulture Palace or something before at this moment, but when he arrived at the Vulture Palace, he was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, not to mention, and he didn't have a good voice, if these people had some ability, he left the ashes, patted his ass and left, even if it was not very glorious, he had to give priority to his life. But now, with so many days of hard work in the Loose Sect, if he still has to suffer from this kind of nest of birds, he can't stand it.

This is called confidence. If you have a temper and anger, you must first have the confidence before you can have the courage, otherwise, the confidence will not be able to hold on, and the final outcome can only end with a puncture.

The twelve sword formations each dance with long swords, and there is a great law for entering and dispersing, which is specially created for breaking the enemy. There are three people on each side, you go up and I go down, you go down and I go up, and they cooperate to seal the three roads without interruption. The same is true between the Quartet. Therefore, those who are besieged in the formation are attacked from three sides at all times. A person only has two fists, can protect the upper road to protect the lower road, protect the middle road and lose two ends, it is inevitable to be overstretched and lose the other, as if being trapped in the iron pass, impermeable.

Passing by at the beginning, he didn't understand the formation, and blindly dodged in the sword light and shadow. His internal strength is deep, more than one or two cuts higher than these twelve people, and what he lacks is only outnumbered and experienced. He exercised his internal strength, his true qi was drumming, and he used Ding Dian's Shadowless Divine Fist all of a sudden, and all of a sudden, he was the Void Wounding Palm that he had learned from Zhou Chongyang, forcing the Twelve Sword Formations farther and farther away, asking them to play to their heart's content and unfold the formation.

Until now, he didn't know what kind of palm Zhou Chongyang's air wounding palm was, but he remembered it at the time. After his internal strength gradually became stronger, he occasionally recalled the beginning and comprehended it on his own. But as long as you are based on internal force and know how to use luck, you can cut out a palm to hurt people in the air, but the strength of the palm is different.

After passing by, the foundation of internal force is there, and the luck method is also there, but it is not coordinated. At this time, in the face of this aggressive sword formation, if he was not careful, he would be cut into four pieces, and he was naturally engrossed, demonstrating everything he had learned in his brain without thinking about it. He is usually lazy and tired, and he doesn't like to practice his fists and feet, and when he really uses them, those moves are a little rusty, and there is no routine. But since he has been instructed by a master, at this moment, among the swords, there is no routine but the best routine, he only needs to see the move, that is, his own trick.

After dozens of moves, he has gradually seen that the best of this formation is to cooperate, but the worst is to cooperate, just like an orchestra, you have to listen to the conductor. It's just that at first glance, Huo Guangsheng, who is the leader, is the commander, but if the other party targets Huo Guangsheng, it will be a trap by mistake, and he will be surrounded, and it will be difficult to escape the end of being hacked to death with a sword.

Since he was not in a hurry to break the enemy, he had time to see who was the real commander, and it was a woman in the south. Passing by, I saw that if I wanted to break the formation, it was just a matter of raising my hands, but it was inevitable that it would lack some meaning. Without the worry of his life, he played with a lot of fun. It's hard to have a good time, it's still a risk-free fight, so naturally you can play a little more, just play a little more.

Passing by, he split his palm, and one move was weaker than another, attracting everyone to gradually close in. In less than a while, twelve people crowded to his side, seeing that the three swords were on the move for a while, and the next time the three swords did not fall, almost every time he could stab him out of three holes, but passing by and grasping the measure, every time they let their swords stick to their side, the difference of one inch and two inches, after all, is a thousand miles, they are not quick to collect their swords, and they will immediately stab a hole in the same door.

The sword array immediately became chaotic, only the sound of "ouch" was heard, and he comforted here: "Senior sister, are you okay?" There was angry: "Good boy, despicable!"

Passing by a little bit, he jumped out of their encirclement, shook the burden on his back, wiped his nose and smiled, and walked away in the midst of the screams and scoldings of the fallen people.

Haotian hurriedly issued a distress alarm to warn the Ethereal Peak to respond to the enemy. Passing by didn't care, taking advantage of the current high spirits, nine days and nine departments, he also wanted to break into him, beat the Vulture Palace into obedience, and finally showed the golden hairpin, indicating his identity as the new owner of the Vulture Palace, that is called a pride.

It's easy to get carried away when you're proud. Now he had already put his previous suspicions behind him, until he met the handsome old man Murong who had just said goodbye a few days ago under the protection of the second layer of the Ethereal Peak.

He definitely can't beat this person, and since he knows that he can't beat him, he doesn't have to try. Passing by and shaking off the burden, he said, "It seems that I am on the wrong path." He immediately turned around.

The handsome old man Murong landed in front of him lightly, blocked the way, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the ancestor predecessor that Brother Lu said is the ancestor of this sect. As he spoke, he reached out and put his hand on the shoulder of a passing passerby.

Passing by, Yan was able to hold him, immediately shrunk his shoulders, and retreated three steps sharply. The handsome old man Murong followed him like a shadow, leaning out with one hand, always holding him on the shoulder.

When he passed by and saw the enemy, he simply became invincible, and sneered and said with disdain: "A lot of age, you don't seek the right way to support your family, and you still do this kind of roadblock robbery, I am ashamed of you." ”

As he spoke, as soon as his burden was lifted, the smoke screen bomb was thrown at the handsome old man Murong. He didn't have anything in his baggage, a few shirts, a few hard steamed buns, a few pieces of jerky, and a pocket-sized urn. He solved it thoroughly, his clothes slowly floated, and the steamed bun jerky turned into a hidden weapon to hit the handsome old man Murong, and finally raised the ashes all over the sky.

The handsome old man Murong didn't dare to touch what he called, and after taking two steps back, he struck out with one palm, turned the stars around, turned everything in one direction, and hit back towards the passing by together.

Passing by, I wanted to fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to escape, but I was drenched with ashes. He had goosebumps and shook several times, and he was choked and coughed repeatedly, and he stepped back inconsistently. Just say that he can't fight, and if he can't fight, he should have surrendered early.

When the handsome old man Murong saw that he was unharmed when he passed by, he immediately got up and came over, pinched his shoulder, and wanted to completely cut off his resistance power. It was only when one of his hands touched the passing body, and it immediately burned like fire. He shrank back sharply, and when he raised his hand, he saw red blood blisters on his hands, like burns, extremely terrifying, obviously poisoned.

He shouted in his heart that it was not good, and when he looked up again, where could he still see the shadow of the passerby?

Passing by, he knew that he couldn't beat him, and he also knew that the handsome old man Murong would appear here, so he definitely didn't plan to let him go. In the face of powerful people, it is useless for him to take any poison, especially if he is surnamed Murong, it is better to put the poison on himself first. He didn't have any powerful poison, because the more powerful the poison, the more invisible it hurts. It's good to hurt people invisibly, but it doesn't help him at the moment. Even if he could blackmail Murong after the fact, he himself had suffered enough long before he coerced. Therefore, he just put Cheng Lingsu's favorite red scorpion powder.

He didn't hide very far when he passed by, he just rolled down a hill and hid in a low bush to hold his breath. The handsome old man Murong thought that he had been poisoned, so he immediately hit a few acupoints in his shoulder to suppress the poison, and then ordered the subordinates of the Vulture Palace to chase and pass by.

At this time, another person came down from the mountain, passed by and took a look, and was taken aback, but he didn't expect that the person who came was actually Han Mingyuan.

I only heard Han Mingyuan say: "He escaped?"

The handsome old man Murong didn't answer, and spread his hands towards Han Mingyuan and asked, "Is there an antidote?"

Han Mingyuan was taken aback when he saw his palms blistering, and said, "Didn't I say it earlier, he is very clever, his fists and feet are secondary, and the most powerful is poisoning." ”

The old handsome man Murong said: "He is on himself, and he can't be guarded against." ”

Han Mingyuan said: "He had this ability before he joined the school, and he was even better than Xiaoyaozi." I can't cure his poison. ”

Passing by raised an eyebrow. Red scorpion powder looks scary, but in fact, it is not very toxic, it just makes the skin foam, and it will disappear after a while. With Han Mingyuan's ability, it is impossible not to see why he is vague, but instead reminds Murong how good he is at poisoning, what is his intention?

Murong Old Handsome's face changed immediately, and Han Mingyuan said again: "The Vulture Palace also uses a lot of medicine, I'll ask Jin Luoxia's maidservants, maybe they have an antidote." ”

Passing by, they waited for a long way before quietly leaving the hiding place. Why did the handsome old man Murong collude with Han Mingyuan to occupy the Vulture Palace, he didn't know. Whether Wu Yazi was involved or not, he didn't know yet. What he knew was that the one surnamed Murong had robbed him of his position as the lord. Although he was still hesitating to push back on this position before, he didn't want to be one thing, and being robbed by others was another. If he doesn't snatch it back, he will be called a "traverser" in vain.

Passing by did not leave the Ethereal Peak, but instead changed the path, groping all the way slowly to the Ethereal Peak. If it's hard, it may take a lot of work. But for this kind of villain behavior of stealing chickens and dogs, he is like a fish in water as a "villain" who uses poison. The only thing to be afraid of on the Ethereal Peak is the handsome old man Murong, otherwise Xiaoyaozi's junior sister would not have to find foreign aid to make him the head.

There are not many other herbs on the Tianshan Mountains, but there are the most medicinal herbs. Passing by while walking, picking and making, drugging, anesthetic, sleeping medicine, used all the way, the soldiers were bloodless, and the blade went up to the ethereal peak smoothly, and the gods did not know it.

It's just that it took a lot of time to avoid the disciples of the Vulture Palace all the way. By the time he reached the foot of the Ethereal Peak, it was already early morning five days later. He looked up at the mountain peaks in the mist, looked down at the map in his hand, and when he was finalized, he took it into his arms.