Another middle-aged monk beside Major stood up, rushed into the field, and slapped the old man with a palm.

The old man was fighting a duel with the middle-aged man, and suddenly felt the coercion behind him, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he suddenly turned around, and retreated diagonally, letting go of the surprise attack behind the middle-aged monk.

This is a bit immoral, not to mention bullying the elderly, and beating one of the two, and sneaking attack from behind, it's really shameless.

When the old man saw two middle-aged men attacking him at the same time, he knew that he couldn't be good today, so he couldn't help but shout: "The old man is fighting with you today!"

Xiao Qian also saw that his teeth were itchy, and he hated this kind of behavior of oppressing people with power and bullying people with more people in his life. However, he knew that his strength was not the opponent of the middle-aged man at all, not to mention that they were so numerous that they would not change anything at all.

He couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and he wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't know where the exit was?

Suddenly, Major looked at Xiao Qian. Xiao Qian thought to himself, this is bad, how could this person find his traces, he has always been a very low-key person, and ordinary people can't feel his existence, because there will be no spiritual power fluctuations in his body at all, and his power will not leak out.

Xiao Qian was about to escape, but Mei Jie found him and smiled at him: "I said Miss Wu, didn't you run away? Why did you go back and change your clothes and come here again? Do you really care about the life or death of all the villagers in Wuhe Village?"

Xiao Qian secretly screamed: "Bad luck, it turns out that this person knows Wu Fengwan, and it seems that he still knows that Wu Fengwan has left." He thought again, listening to this man's tone, as if something was going on in Wuhe Village that forced her to leave here.

He had to continue pretending, and walked out hard, since this person knows Miss Wu, it's best not to collapse the character, otherwise it will be embarrassing!

Wang Xiaoqian smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "It turned out to be Brother Mei!

Even Xiao Qian felt that this was a little awkward, it sounded weird.

Mei Jie was stunned for a moment, he couldn't imagine that this woman would call him Brother Mei, it was really a little out of tune, and this style of painting changed too quickly. During the day, he still shouted at him outside, but now at night he even called him Brother Mei!

The middle-aged man who was the first to fight with the old man saw Xiao Qian, suddenly withdrew from the fighting arena and walked towards Xiao Qian.

Xiao Qian thought to herself: "This is what happened, it can't be that you want to do it to yourself! Isn't everyone knowing? If you have something to say, don't do it, it's insulting to Sven." ”

The man looked at Xiao Qian and said, "I haven't decided the winner with you yet, you leave quietly, come and come, now you must divide the winner and loser!"

This person is a middle-aged reckless man who fought with Wu Fengwan in Gukou, and now he regards Xiao Qian as Wu Fengwan, and wants to have a few more moves with him to divide the winner and loser.

Of course Xiao Qian didn't know about this matter, but he had seen his strength just now, and it was not comparable to himself at all, and he was even more surprised, he knew that this person really treated him as Wu Fengwan, and he still fought with her in a draw, so he was not his opponent, and hurriedly said: "The master has great powers, how can I be your opponent, can't I admit defeat?"

The middle-aged monks in the audience and the man named Mei Jie were stunned for a long time, how could they feel that this woman suddenly spoke strangely, not like her style at all, nor like her tone.

Xiao Qian saw that these people were all looking at him blankly at the same time, it couldn't be that he said something wrong, right?

He stopped talking, just looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in a daze, but thought in his heart: Don't be hit by him, you can't beat it, it seems that you can only run away.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stepped back.

The middle-aged reckless man said: "Why, I haven't seen you for a while, it's like a different person, and you don't even have the courage to fight with me?

"I still have something to do, so I won't fight with you, and when I go out to finish my business, I will fight with you for three hundred rounds!" Xiao Qian said in his mouth, but he thought in his heart: When I regain my appearance, the real Wu Fengwan will come to duel with you, and the master will not play with you anymore!

Suddenly, Xiao Qian turned around and ran in the direction of the side door, wanting to run into the back garden.

The middle-aged reckless man was stunned for a moment, and he really didn't expect this person to run away. Immediately afterwards, his five big and three thick bodies moved, but the movements were very fast, and he chased straight in the direction where Xiao Qian had fled.

Mei Jie also chased after him, he always felt that there was something wrong with this Miss Wu, and there was a strange feeling all over her body, she heard what was happening in Wuhe Village, and she only flew out to change her clothes and came back, and it was not her style to retreat without a fight. He went out to see what was going on.

As soon as Major left, the middle-aged people around him also rushed out, and only one middle-aged man was left in the field to fight the old man one-on-one, but there were still several middle-aged monks fighting the ghost.

The old man's pressure suddenly decreased by half, he hated this middle-aged man's sneak attack on him, and suddenly his whole body rose up, and slapped his palm towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the young master leave, he, like other middle-aged people, had the most important task to protect the young master, and now that the young master was gone, he had already retreated. Whether he kills this old man or not is not very important to him, in case the young master is missing a hair, he will be as unable to explain as other middle-aged people.

There is not much difference between him and this old man's original strength, but the master has made a move, and he can't be ambiguous, and life and death are on the line.

The old man grabbed him and wanted to leave, and when he was distracted, he roared loudly and slammed his palm on the middle-aged man's shoulder. Only the sound of broken bones was heard, and the middle-aged man screamed, and his body flew out, knocking a group of skeletons to the ground, his shoulder blades were broken, and one arm hung down.

The old man's palm was originally slapped on his chest, but he was in a hurry, and he hurriedly turned to the side and let go of the vital part of his chest. Otherwise, the old man's full force would have killed a cow, and if he hit the vital point, he would definitely be killed on the spot.

If you miss a move, you will be restricted. The old man didn't wait for him to have a chance to breathe, he had already followed up, and slapped his palm again, and said, "Where to go?" The other palm struck the middle-aged man firmly on the head.

"Bah", a muffled sound came, the middle-aged man's head was smashed, the spirit was out of the body, and he couldn't survive.

The old man was extremely decisive, and on such occasions, to be merciful to the enemy was to be cruel to himself.

At this time, the scattered cultivators in the field basically lost their combat power. They had already been beaten to pieces by middle-aged people, dead and wounded, and some were picked up by skeletons and ghosts, and pressed the downhill rabbits.

The old man rescued a still alive Sanxiu from the skeleton, reached out and slapped a group of skeletons apart, and then went to save another living Sanxiu.

The two middle-aged people in the field had already killed the ghosts and killed a few more casual cultivators. At this time, he killed the old man at the same time, with a very clear purpose, that is, to perish all the people present.

Suddenly, a casual cultivator hugged the thigh of a middle-aged monk and told the old man to run.

When the old man saw this scene, his heart was a little shocked, he didn't know this casual cultivator, it was this middle-aged man named Mei Jie who brought him to kill the scattered cultivator indiscriminately, so that they naturally united together.

At this time, the two middle-aged monks had already knocked down a skeleton and rushed in front of the old man.

The old man didn't allow much thought, and with one palm, he knocked a monk back, and rushed towards the middle-aged monk who was hugged by the thigh, trying to save the loose cultivator.

"Leave me alone, go quickly, and announce today's events to the world, so that everyone can see the true face of Dongmei Sect. The man screamed.

The middle-aged monk was hugged by his thigh, and instinctively struggled twice, but he was hugged by the man, and he was so anxious that he slapped his palm on the man's heavenly spirit cover. The man snorted, his head was beaten to pieces, and the blood flew to the middle-aged monk's body, the picture was really bloody and miserable.

At this moment, the old man put a palm on the middle-aged monk's back and slapped him straight away.

The old man was a little crazy, and one by one, he was driven out by these so-called people from the sect, which was really against the original intention of cultivation.

He showed no mercy, and before the middle-aged monk's body fell to the ground, the old man had already really flown over, and punched the middle-aged monk straight to the ground, and was kicked by the old man and flew out, the bones of his whole body were shattered, and even his internal organs were shocked into flesh, and he couldn't live anymore.

At this time, there were still two middle-aged monks left, and when they saw the old man killing his companions like crazy, they all changed their color, and their hearts were cold, and they didn't dare to make any more rash moves.

The old man looked around, and all the scattered cultivators were dead, and none of them were still alive. Some of them died at the hands of ghosts, some died from the slap of skeletons, but a large part of them were killed, wounded, and killed by skeletons by the people of Dongmeizhuang. These scattered cultivators are really pitiful, I heard that the underground palace that appeared here, I wanted to come in and try my luck to see if I could pick up some treasures, but I didn't even know what the treasure looked like, so I was buried here.

Dongmeizhuang seems to have premeditated this matter, and wants to kill these scattered cultivators. They have always thought that they have done a perfect job, and if they want to kill all the people here, no one will know the truth of the matter, and they really hate and poison them with their intentions, and they must not let his plot succeed, and they must get out alive and make this matter public.

Thinking of this, the old man suddenly ran out and went in the direction where the girl had fled.

In fact, the old man didn't know why the girl came here, but his first feeling told him that this person's conscience was not bad, if it weren't for her sudden appearance, which led away the young owner of Dongmeizhuang and the monks around him, he was still trapped in a critical situation, and it was her appearance that disrupted the pattern here. He really wanted to save the girl in white, and the more one escaped, the more convincing he would be for what happened today.

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