"Where has Yun Zangfeng been?" Upstairs of the teahouse, the old man sat upright in front of the Shadow Killer. The killer in black clothes and wearing a black veil could feel the old man's anger when he looked at the old man's back. Although the old man's speech speed was not very fast and there was no anger, it just made people feel cold.

The Shadow Killer bowed and said, "When I say that, Yun Zangfeng and the wedding team have already walked through the gate in front of the Red Lantern Tower under the escort of the guard team and Ouyang Zhenyuan. They are currently heading towards Xuanwu Road, where there are dozens of archers and dozens of foundation-building masters from various immortal cultivation sects. They have laid a net of heaven and earth. As soon as Yun Zangfeng enters the net, they can close the net and catch fish and catch turtles in a jar. At that time, Yun Zangfeng will not escape even if he has wings."

The old man put down the brown dragon-sliced ​​pottery cup in his hand, picked up the purple clay pot and poured a cup of tea, placed one in front of him, and held the cup in front of Shadow Killer. Shadow Killer carefully took the tea cup, and did not dare to drink it or not, but he was frozen there, not knowing how to move.

Looking out the window, the smoke of war spread everywhere at the intersection of Vermilion Bird and White Tiger. The cultivators in the door released fireballs and lit an empty house on the right side of the road. Many guards stayed to extinguish the fire. If the fire spreads, the entire shops and stores of Vermilion Bird and White Tiger Road would be burned, which would also be a huge loss for Ouyang Castle.

But the old man didn't see this. He felt a burst of surging sword energy coming from that direction. The sword energy was extremely terrifying, making people walk on thin ice, and it made people feel cold and terrifying than the heavy snow in the secret realm of the north wind. The old man said slowly: "You said that these people, although they are cultivators, were played with by several people in the world. Why is this?"

"It's probably because these people in the world are too cunning and fighting too much, so they naturally have more minds and eyes. They are more experienced. We immortal cultivators pursue immortality and the great way of heaven and earth, so they will naturally not kill each other like these secular people. If they are defeated, it is understandable." The Shadow Killer held the teacup and trembled all over when he spoke, but his hands did not dare to shake at all. The eight-point full teacup was not spilled out at all.

The old man said slowly, "Is it true? Emotion is understandable? Emotion is understandable but one has sacrificed one's own life. What else can we do? You say that immortals pursue immortality and the great way of heaven and earth, but what is immortality and what is the great way of heaven and earth? In my eyes, these people in the world you mentioned are closer to the great way of heaven and earth than us. People are going to die, and pursuing immortality is contrary to the Tao. In a limited life, they can have an understanding of something and study it thoroughly. Isn't this closer to the great way of heaven and earth? So people, having utilitarianism is a good thing, not a bad thing, and this is something I have only figured out in the past few years."

Shadow Killer didn't know what the old man meant, so he didn't dare to talk casually, so he could only stand there and tremble. The old man turned his head and said, "Why not drink it? Tea will be hard to drink when it is cold. People's life is the same as this tea. Tea is floating and sinking in the water, and like people, it will float and sinking in the life. In the end, everything is integrated into the tea. Life is soaked in the taste, and the tea leaves will no longer have any taste."

The Shadow Killer still didn't understand what the old man meant, but the old man asked him to drink tea, he didn't dare not drink it. He drank the whole cup of tea in one breath, and even the tea leaves in the tea cup were forgot to spit it out. Seeing this, the old man sighed again: "The best Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao thousand-year-old tea tree produces only two taels of tea a year. The cow chews peonies, which is a waste of resources. Forget it, I don't understand it if I told you. Go and bring their heads back, don't let me down."

The Shadow Killer heard this clearly. He nodded, put the Wenlong pottery cup on the table, and jumped down from the windowsill. The old man wanted to say something, and swallowed it back at the mouth. He shook his head, looked at the tea cup, and murmured to himself: "The cow chews peonies, wastes natural resources, and there is another kind of scenery. Who said that living in this world must break your head and study it?"

The little tiger held a fire stick in his hand, and the blade as thin as a cicada's wings flashed with silver light, flashing one after another in the dim building. Every time the knife light flashed, it would be accompanied by a sound of a human body falling to the ground. Many people even cut off their breath before they could even scream. The gradual decrease in the number of archers greatly reduced Quan Fugui's pressure. Therefore, Quan Fugui also found an opportunity to enter the building. The gecko wall-walking skills he learned throughout his life finally had to play to his full strengths. The flying knife was without traces, and I don't know how many people's lives were known.

Chen Longxiang's two black iron chains danced into a huge hemisphere, and no one could approach the chains. A cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage chanted a spell and held a yellow talisman drawn from cinnabar in his hand. The spell burned out and transformed into a huge fireball and flew towards Chen Longxiang.

Chen Longxiang was calm and calm. When he saw the fireball coming, he was not panicked at all. He used his internal force and his muscles squirmed, and he faintly emitted a metallic luster. The two black iron chains were shaken by Chen Longxiang's forearm and pulled straight, like two spears. Then Chen Longxiang stepped under his feet, and his whole body rushed out like a tiger out of the cage. He rushed directly to the monk under the high temperature of the fireball. The chains were inserted into the man.

The chest is coming out through the chest.

The monk spitted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his eyes wide open, as if he had not figured out how Chen Longxiang killed him, and he had already swallowed. Chen Longxiang swung the chains, rolled up the man's body, threw the monks at the besieged, and smashed another piece of it.

Chen Longxiang, who fought in blood, became more and more brave as the god of killing, and his offensive was unstoppable, and his whole body turned red. I don’t know if it was an illusion, which made people feel that his already majestic body had become several points taller. This was simply no longer a human being. His fierce aura made several cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage retreat slightly.

Chen Longxiang, who had just tore up a living person, became very murderous. A tiger pounced and jumped into the encirclement. At this time, Xiaohu and Quan Fugui cleared the archers on both sides. Each of them was injured a little, but they were all slightly injured, which would not affect their actions. When the two saw Chen Longxiang trapped in the encirclement, they rush out with another internal force. The three of them joined forces and directly killed the enemy and threw away their armor and fled in all directions.

Just as the three of them were in aroused their battle, a black sword light flew over from a distance. Chen Longxiang's pupils suddenly shrank, and all the hairs on his body stood up. They almost instinctively flipped in the air, but were rushed to the front by a figure from a distance and kicked Chen Longxiang's lower abdomen. Chen Longxiang fell directly to the ground and smashed a big pit.

The little tiger raised its sword to greet it, and the fire stick was worthy of being a great magic weapon created by Yun Zangfeng for thousands of temperings. Although it was not as full of spirituality as the magic weapon in the Immortal Cultivation World, its tenacity was the same as the weapons in the Immortal Cultivation World. It blocked the black sword light and did not even have a curling blade. Unexpectedly, the figure stepped on Chen Longxiang into the ground with one kick, and then flashed to Xiaohu. With a wave of the black knife in his hand, it directly cut the little tiger out and knocked it to the walls on the street.

Quan Fugui took advantage of the space where Xiaohu blocked the black sword light and released twelve flying knives in one breath. This was the limit of Quan Fugui's ability to release the flying knives at once. With the special technique, the trajectory of the flying knives was almost unpredictable, but the man was not afraid at all, and his true energy was released, and a wall of air directly blocked the flying knives in front of him.

The black sword danced like a black light shield, directly knocking down all the flying swords of Quan Fugui to the ground. Quan Fugui was shocked and knew that the other party was going to fight back. He hurriedly used the gecko wall to avoid it, but the other party's speed was extremely fast. He slashed a knife before Quan Fugui. Quan Fugui barely avoided it, but his left arm was pulled out and blood flowed continuously.

"Damn, what kind of cultivation is this person? He is so powerful. Has he already entered the Dan Killing Realm? How could he meet such a difficult guy here?" Chen Longxiang felt stuffy in her chest. She finally held up and spit out a mouthful of blood, and secretly hated her heart.

His eyes were on Quan Fugui and Xiaohu. The two guys with incredible body skills had disappeared from where they were supposed to be. I don’t know where they ran, but Chen Longxiang knew that this was the best way to play. Only Chen Longxiang was the target to attract the attention of Shadow Killer, Xiaohu and Quan Fugui could exert their full strength. If all three of them appeared in front of Shadow Killer, they would have no chance to win at all if they were defeated by each one.

Thinking of this, Chen Longxiang shouted again, his blood was boiling, and his body was covered with a hazy blood-colored smoke. The Shadow Killer was obviously shocked. This situation almost exceeded the scope of the human world and entered the world of immortal cultivation half a step, but the Shadow Killer also knew that this method was tantamount to the way of fighting. Moreover, even Chen Longxiang in this state was not his opponent at all, so there was no need to worry at all.

There are two people in the dark, perhaps this opponent on the open is even more difficult, and the enemy in the dark is often the most terrifying opponent. Xiaohu's sword aura and Quan Fugui's twelve flying knives just now made the Shadow Killer feel a little threat. If the opponent finds the right opportunity, there is no chance of victory.

"What's wrong? As a master in the immortal world, I was scared when facing the three of us ordinary warriors who you usually regard as ants? It turns out that not everyone in the immortal world has species, and there are eunuchs, hahaha." Chen Longxiang laughed wildly, wanting to use words to anger the opponent in front of her. The aura emitted by this person was as unattainable as a mountain. Chen Longxiang knew that he was not an opponent, but the other party clearly wanted their lives and would definitely not hold back. Only by irritating the opponent can he find a flaw when the opponent was angry, and let Xiaohu and Chen Longxiang hiding in the dark send a fatal blow.

Although he said this, Chen Longxiang thought: "Along and Long Ling were all stayed in Ouyang Mansion to accompany Liu Wenqing and Ouyang Hongxiu. Otherwise, the situation in front of him would not have become so troublesome. If he had known this, he would not have let Yun Zangfeng leave. If he had been swollen and fat, he would have to suffer in the end."

Shadow Killer didn't talk much, and the black knife in his hand pressed down the tip of the knife. The momentum suddenly burst out. He stepped forward. The black knife in his hand stabbed into Chen Longxiang's shoulder like a pointed spear. The opponent's speed was too fast, and Chen Longxiang could not avoid it at all. He had no intention of avoiding it. As bait, he had to have the awareness of being a bait and do his best to hold the opponent.

Chen Longxiang was stabbed in the shoulder, and his muscles were tense directly, clamping the blade inserted into the flesh. When the shadow killer drew the knife, there was a hint of blockage. This secular martial artist was so powerful that he was simply incredible. It was only half a breath.

After a short pause, Chen Longxiang directly used a chain to wrap the Shadow Killer's head. Regardless of the pain caused by the knife injury, he twisted his body and turned his back, and a large piece of flesh was cut off from his shoulder.

The Shadow Killer felt his throat tightening. Just as he was about to exert force, there were twelve flying knives in front of him. There was a broken figure behind the flying knives. The man's fire stick was wiping horizontally towards the Shadow Killer's neck like a moonlight.

The Shadow Killer was originally pulled up by Chen Longxiang's back and his feet were off the ground. At this time, he used a heavy body technique and actually brought Chen Longxiang from behind. Twelve flying knives came in a fierce manner and actually shot at Chen Longxiang. In order to avoid Chen Longxiang's injury, Xiaohu cut off the twelve flying knives with a blade, and his whole body disappeared again.

Chen Longxiang's feet were touching the ground, like a man of bulls charging, holding the Shadow Killer's waist with both hands. The Shadow Killer could not move, and bent his elbow and hit Chen Longxiang's back hard. Chen Longxiang only felt a thousand pounds of iron hammer hitting his heart, and a mouthful of blood was about to spur out, but he held it and did not breathe.

Immediately afterwards, the Shadow Killer hit Chen Longxiang's chest with another knee. Chen Longxiang felt pain, and his hands were loosened, and his mind was blurred. His hands tightened without thinking through his brain. Chen Longxiang shouted, "Let's take action quickly, you will be happy if I have to be beaten to death, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew. This time it was not twelve flying knives, but fourteen flying knives. The flying knives came to the eyes of the Shadow Killer and transformed into many phantoms. They could not tell whether they were true or false. Quan Fugui exceeded his limit and used a "Phantom Sword Feather" to directly take away most of his strength, almost unsteady, and fell to the ground softly.

The man saw the flying knife flying towards him and was about to forcefully drag Chen Longxiang to move a place. It was better than the hard-pressing attack. But at this time, the fire stick pierced from a strange angle. It was an angle that no normal person would be prepared for, and only Xiaohu could do it, because Xiaohu did not have the left arm.

Facing the pincer attack, Shadow Killer could only choose to resist one of them, and had no other choice. It was because of this that Shadow Killer was calculating how to use the smallest cost to achieve the greatest profit. He waved the black knife in his hand, blocking the blade that Xiaohu was stabbing towards him, preparing to lead him towards the flying knife, at least some of it. Unexpectedly, Chen Longxiang suddenly relaxed his arm at this time, bent his arm and bending his force, and bombarded his dantian with inch strength. The man dissipated in one breath and could no longer stop the attack of the three people. The big arm on his left was stabbed by a fire stick, directly cutting through the muscles, and he was hit by a few flying knives on his back and in front of him.

At this time, Quan Fugui flew out from somewhere, and changed positions one after another in the air, and released three flying knives from almost several different angles at the same time. The flying knives entered the body, causing the Shadow Killer to flow continuously. Chen Longxiang shook his arms, and the chains wrapped around the Shadow Killer's head as if they were spiritual. Then Chen Longxiang pulled hard and raised the Shadow Killer back.

This posture is exactly the same as the posture when Shadow Killer carried Chen Longxiang on his back just now. However, Chen Longxiang was tall and could directly lift the Shadow Killer up and couldn't breathe. With the serious envoy on his body, Shadow Killer's face turned into a pig's liver-colored look. His hands kept grabbing in the air, and his feet were kicking and kicking. The breath inside his body kept flowing, trying to save his last life.

Xiaohu put the fire stick across his waist, turned his body, and accurately cut it into two halves. His stomach and blood flowed all over the ground, pouring Chen Longxiang's back through. The Shadow Killer was still twitching when he was divided into two parts, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was already alive. It was rare to be able to make them pay such a great price by being besieged by these three people.

Chen Longxiang shook her body and shook off all the internal organ juices on her body. At this time, due to a lot of blood loss, Chen Longxiang's lips and face began to turn white, but he still said half-jokingly: "It's so disgusting. Brother Xiaohu, can't you wipe your neck? Why are you so disgusting? I have to go back and change my clothes, otherwise I have to drink two less jars of wine."

Xiaohu jumped with one foot to find the scabbard for the fire stick. Fortunately, it was not far away. While beating, Xiaohu said, "Your chain is too thick. My knife can't cut his neck, so it can only be cut in half. In fact, it's okay to kill the heart, but I didn't remember it at that time, and I stabbed you directly. I couldn't control the strength well. Brother Long Xiang, I'm so embarrassed, sorry."

After listening to Xiaohu's explanation, Chen Longxiang was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say. Quan Fugui looked at Xiaohu's back and laughed: "Brother Chen, you should cure your injuries first. Judging from your appearance, you can't drink alcohol tonight. You can only drink alcohol. Drinking tea will be of great benefit to your health."

"That won't be enough. I came here all the way and encountered such a thing. I can't drink Brother Yun's wedding banquet and can't say anything. Even if I die in Ouyang's mansion today, I'm happy. But if you Quan Fugui don't let me drink, I will be the first to worry about you. Oh, hurry up, I have Jinchuang medicine in my arms, and I can't lift my arms. Please help me take it. I have to wait for me to die. You kid will be happy, right?" Chen Longxiang shouted.
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