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At the moment of punching, Diao Xiaosi's mind suddenly became blank, twenty-eight su, thirty-six Tiangang, forty-nine Dayan, sixty-four hexagrams, and seventy-two earth evils...... All the star arrays Huo Ran advanced to the Innate Realm, and the majestic star qi gathered from all directions, infusing the iron fist along the left arm, and blooming a gorgeous starlight.

"Woo-" A snow-white and flawless and mighty divine tiger appeared on his arm, and the fierce tiger head and left fist were like one body, tearing the void and overwhelming!

All the essence, qi, spirit, and consciousness - condensed into one furnace, achieving unprecedented harmony and unity, and also made Diao Xiaosi brazenly step through the heart demon catastrophe at the same moment and promote to the realm of microscopic view!

Zhong Kui's pupils contracted sharply, and for the first time, he felt Diao Xiaosi's terribleness. This White Tiger Fist has already crossed the rules of the realm, and its skill is imprisoned, which is almost no less than the life-threatening blow of the master of the Netherworld Realm!

But how could it be - this is not reasonable!

Zhong Kui no longer had time to think about such an esoteric philosophical proposition, and his fighting spirit was also completely ignited with Diao Xiaosi's god-like fist roar, and his left hand threw away the silver chain and carried it with full success, and said fiercely in his heart: "I don't believe that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old baby can be better than Lao Tzu's decades of penance!"

"Bang!" The fists clashed, and even if the surging wind burst out ten feet away, it was still as sharp as a knife cutting into the wall and the ground, marking deep marks.

The white tiger's roar broke into Zhong Kui's arm, shaking his meridians to split, and he took five steps back with a muffled snort.

Diao Xiaosi's figure was also shaken up, red blood oozed from his mouth and nose, but the killing intent in his eyes was even more intense and violent! He flew up and ran through the air with his legs, and wiped out all the remaining moon-chasing crossbows in one go!

Zhong Kui didn't have a chance to breathe at all, his left arm was almost completely useless below the shoulder, and the white tiger's fist was raging and invading, and the qi and blood in his chest were convulsed, and it was difficult to gather strength.

Seeing the moon-chasing crossbow breaking through the sky, he shouted and picked up the meteor flying fire hammer in his right hand to dance around him with a blood-red light.

"Poof!" Zhong Kui's right shoulder was numb, and he was shot by a poisoned crossbow arrow. The sharp arrow penetrated deep into the muscle, piercing the shoulder bone, and the poison quickly spread, and the meteor fire hammer in his hand became heavier and heavier.

"Run!" The thought of slipping away involuntarily flashed through his mind, and the initial arrogance and self-confidence were gone, and he threw the meteor fire hammer with all his might, and jumped backwards!

Unexpectedly, the green light suddenly skyrocketed in front of him, and Diao Xiaosi played another "Dead Wood Spring Talisman", and hundreds of emerald branches extended out like octopus tentacles and wrapped around Zhong Kui.

"Bang!" The Meteor Flying Fire Hammer sank vigorously, shattering half of the green rays, but there were still dozens of branches piercing through the Hammer Wind Flame and approaching Zhong Kui.

Zhong Kui dodged left and right, and said in horror in his heart: "Where did this kid get so many Dao talisman magic weapons?!"

All along, the truly powerful have regarded the talisman refiner as the way to be inferior. Especially those supreme masters who are aiming to impact the peak of the Heavenly Dao and ascend to the Immortals, they are even more unwilling to spend too much precious energy and time on this kind of thing.

Of course, they will also refine some Dao talisman magic weapons Immortal Soldier Demon Blades, but it is just to help them survive the catastrophe, or to deal with the enemy, and it is very rare for them to treat this thing as a top priority like Diao Xiaosi in order to make money and save his life.

In fact, there is a consensus among cultivators, that is, the higher the grade of the Dao talisman magic weapon, the greater the hindrance to the refining of one's own realm and strength. Because with these powerful talisman treasures, it is inevitable that there will be a sense of dependence, so that slack cultivation cannot be improved.

Therefore, ordinary masters usually have one or two talisman weapons or talismans on their bodies in case of emergency, but very few people will do everything possible to collect and refine them. On the contrary, Diao Xiaosi is such a wonderful flower. He never thought of becoming an immortal and a Buddha and living forever, and his biggest ideal in life was to earn the most money, soak the most beautiful girls, drink the best wine, and live in the largest garden.

In addition, there was a dead old man and then an old blind man, and he was poisoned by the two great Qimen Dunjia grandmaster-level figures one after another, and it was difficult not to go mad.

"Smack!" Under the slightness of Baimi, Zhong Kui's left leg was entangled in branches. His figure froze slightly, causing a deadly chain reaction. The branches and vines around him roared like friends, just like the most gentle and affectionate lover, grinding with his ears and temples.

"Open!" Zhong Kui roared angrily and ignited Zhenyuan, and a fiery red flame burst out all over his body. The branches burned instantly, and the twisting and jumping of "Boom" showed signs of loosening.

However, before he had time to be happy, a puff of "Soul Breaking World Needle" followed, all nailed into his body!

Zhong Kui screamed and fell to the ground heavily, and saw Diao Xiaosi holding the Youquan Knife Divine Soldier descending from the sky, first a series of Vermilion Bird Seven Rings, his legs were running like the sun and the moon without "banging", and his sternum, ribs, arm bones, and hip bones were all kicked off, and the last kick was very deliberately found the right place to step on it heavily!

Zhong Kui roared in pain, and his body involuntarily twisted and curled. Diao Xiaosi raised the Youquan Knife, like an angry and mad lion, and shouted: "You puba, haba, haba......"

His hand was faster than his mouth, and one knife after another slashed furiously at Zhong Kui's face, throat, and chest.

Poor Zhong Kui could still roar and struggle desperately at first, but soon he lost his breath, and his legs were frozen in a pool of blood.

Diao Xiaosi ignored it completely, and was still slashing fiercely with a knife, blood droplets, brains, bone residues, and minced meat splashed all over his face, but he didn't realize it.

Zhao Qianfeng was already completely stupid standing there - Zhong Kui, one of the four demons of Jinsha, the proud disciple of the colorful old demon, died tragically on the street with three strikes and five divisions of two?! That guy is a first-class master of the Zhizhi Realm, and the notorious Tiannan Devil!

In a trance, I suddenly heard Diao Xiaosi screaming: "You pug!"

Zhao Qianfeng was startled, thinking that there had been a change, and hurriedly looked over. I saw Diao Xiaosi rummaging through Zhong Kui's pocket, holding a handful of tattered silver tickets and the wreckage of unknown things in his hand, and scolded angrily at the unlucky ghost at his feet: "Next time, you are not allowed to carry valuable things in your arms!"

Zhao Qianfeng smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid this guy won't have a next time." ”

He heard the noise of people outside the alley, it should be that the official of Jiangzhou City was about to arrive, so he hurriedly took off his coat and draped it on Diao Xiaosi and said, "Brother Diao, let's go quickly!"

Diao Xiaosi wiped the blood on his face, thinking about the tens of thousands of taels of silver that he had spent on this dead ghost, but he couldn't help but feel extremely resentful, saying that he couldn't put this account on the head of the colorful old demon.

The two quickly left the alley and walked around Jiangzhou City for a while, making sure that no one was following behind them before they came to a secret rudder of the Chaotian Gang. This secret rudder is located on the mountainside not far from Chaotianmen, and it is a large mansion covering an area of hundreds of acres. On the surface, he is in the rice business, but in fact, the owner here is a hall master of the Chaotian Gang.

Most of the survivors of the Jiangzhou Branch of the Huitong Dart Bureau, who were lucky enough to break through from the fire, were hidden here, and Zhao Baichuan, the leader of the Chaotian Gang, personally led the elite of the gang to sit and protect them.

As soon as Diao Xiaosi arrived, Zhao Baichuan personally greeted him, and said in surprise: "Brother Diao, why did you arrive so quickly, what about the others?"

Diao Xiaosi replied: "I'm the only one, and the others are still in Chang'an." ”

Zhao Baichuan didn't ask any more, and led Diao Xiaosi into a big granary with Zhao Qianfeng, opened the secret door and went down the tunnel.

The three of them walked more than ten zhang in the tunnel, and a hall suddenly appeared in front of them. The corridors on both sides of the hall zigzagged and did not know where they led, and they were all stone rooms, now inhabited by the wounded who knew how to pass through the dart game.

Chu Lie was talking to a few Chaotian Gang members in the hall, asking about the news outside, and when he saw Diao Xiaosi's eyes lit up, he said, "Little Fourth Brother, why are you here?"

Diao Xiaosi looked at Chu Lie and saw that he had a broken left arm, bandages around his waist and legs, and he had to rely on crutches to walk.

He took out a gold-plated square box from the belt of the dragon, handed it to Chu Lie and said, "Talking about other things slowly, this is the 'Thousand Spirits Life Renewal Cream' that I bought on the Chang'an Black Market. Old man Chu, you use it first. Where's Mr. Geng's dart, where is he?"

Chu Lie took the Thousand Spirits Life Continuation Anointment, and said with a gloomy expression: "You come with me." ”

Diao Xiaosi's heart sank, and he followed Chu Lie into a stone room with a quick step.

In the stone room, a Lang Zhong of the Chaotian Gang was decocting medicine, and the strong smell of herbs came to his nose.

Geng Nanyi was lying on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, and Chu Lie walked to the bed and said softly: "Old Geng, the little fourth brother is here, he has come back from Chang'an." ”

Geng Nanyi opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Diao Xiaosi and said with difficulty: "Okay, okay...... Little Fourth Brother, I thought I would never see you again. ”

Diao Xiaosi's chest was jammed, his nose twitched twice, and he reluctantly smiled: "I just calculated a hexagram, you are sure to be fine." ”

Geng Nanyi closed his eyes overwhelmed and said, "I know in my heart...... I'm afraid I can't wait for Shaohua and Wan'er to come. Little four brothers, revive the Jiangzhou Dart Bureau and Wan'er...... I'll leave it all to you. ”

This is tantamount to Geng Nanyi's last words, the atmosphere in the stone room is as heavy as lead, full of the tragedy of the hero's end.

Diao Xiaosi didn't have time to think about what Geng Nanyi meant by entrusting Wan'er and the dart game to him, grabbed his cold and lifeless hand and shook it tightly: "What, you don't believe my words?" Reaching out and taking out a brocade box from the belt of the dragon, he opened the lid and emitted a strong fragrance from it.

Zhao Baichuan exclaimed: "This, this is the South China Sea Lingao Jindan, such the size of a goose egg, to say the least, there must be more than three thousand years of Taoism!"

Chu Lie was overjoyed and said, "Old Geng, you are saved!" and asked hesitantly: "Little Fourth Brother, how much silver does this Lingao Golden Pill have to buy?"

Although it was to save Geng Nanyi, Diao Xiaosi still couldn't help but feel pain in his heart, and replied pretending to be indifferent: "It's about seventy or eighty thousand taels, it's a little meaning." ”

Chu Lie gasped, looked at the dying Geng Nanyi, scratched his head and said, "This ...... I'm afraid we can't afford it. ”