Sun Wuxia gasped heavily, and the fear of escaping after the disaster made him speechless.

Half a day ago, he didn't take Jiufang Changming and the others seriously, thinking that the other party was just relying on luck to draw out the sword. He never thought that in the end he was saved by someone he disliked no matter how he looked at him. Life was like a dream, but that's it.

The ghost fire perseveres, and its shapes are scattered and gathers again, quickly forming a heavy pressure, approaching the sword curtain.

On the other end, several pairs of eyes flashed in the dark jungle, surrounding them from all directions and approaching them.

That was a fox spirit, and there were countless numbers.

It’s not that Sun Wuxia has never seen monsters in the mountains, but he has never seen monsters appear on such a large scale.

If someone didn’t support the organization, how could it be explained?

But in a small town, what is worth the effort to deal with?

Sun Wuxia's mind was messy, and the pain of the broken arm was almost numb, which made him slow to react. Even the fox spirit roared through the sword curtain and grabbed him, but he could not avoid it on the spot. He could only watch the fox spirit claws grabbing his forehead, mixed with fierce murderous aura, as if he foreseeing his death.

A white shadow swept over and threw the fox spirit down!

The fox spirit screamed sharply and shortly, tearing the white shadow into pieces with his backhand.

Sun Wuxia looked closely and found that it was not a person who was torn apart, but a puppet, which looked like paper, but it was vivid. When his head was torn apart, it fell at Sun Wuxia's feet, and even showed a painful expression, which scared him.

The puppet blocked the attack for him, and Jiufang Changming immediately landed in front of him and fought with the vixen.

Sun Wuxia discovered that his weapon was the nameless sword, and the nameless sword he could not draw was in Changming's hand. It was like an arm instructing him, as he would do whatever he wanted. He had even reached the point of using his god to control the sword and killing people in the air. Without the fox spirits dreaming about demons and demons dancing around, he could not break through the airtight sword curtain for a while, and was even scratched by the sword energy, and had to retreat quickly.

In Sun Wuxia's view, the figure of Jiufang Changming suddenly seemed like a mountain that could not be crossed.

Why?

Even an unknown casual cultivator who came out of nowhere could surpass me casually. What is the significance of my practice for so many years?

Covering his empty arms, Sun Wuxia was confused.

But the situation in front of him did not allow him to be distracted at all. Sun Wuxia was quickly pulled up by Jiang Li and forced back.

"Let's go back to the town first!" Chi Bijiang said hurriedly.

Hongluo Town is protected by formations, and the boundaries inside and outside the magic circle cannot be seen with the naked eye, so ordinary people do not know it, but monks can sense it.

Whether it is Chi Bijiang or Jiufang Changming, after they arrived at Hongluo Town, they could vaguely feel that there was a formation guarding the town.

"I set the formation, but I don't know what happened recently. The formation was torn into pieces everywhere. The reason has not been found yet!"

Jiang Li gasped slightly. He had consumed too much energy to kill the ghost fire just now, and his face turned pale at this time.

Chi Bijiang walked to him quietly and handed out a handkerchief. Jiang Li was not polite, thanking him for taking it, and using it to wipe the embarrassment of sweaty and sticky snow on his forehead.

The dark stroke sounded slightly, but the snow was still rising, everyone was covered in frost and white. Yun Weisi helped Changming brush off his shoulders and snow fell. No one noticed such a small interaction between Chi Bijiang and Jiang Li.

Jiang Li's face looked ugly, not all because he was exhausted just now, but because he had a flash of inspiration when he spoke and found the problem.

Everyone's method of setting up a formation has its own origins, and they are inevitably influenced by their sects. Jiang Li mainly practices swordsmanship. On weekdays, Master Luo Mei did not teach him how to set up a formation and break the formation. He learned all of them from the formation scriptures contained in the Sutra Library, such as the Nine Spirits and Combination Formation he set up in Hongluo Town.

The book records that this formation was created by Yu Jinqian, the second generation leader of the Wanjian Immortal Sect. The nine spirits were taken from nine naturally derived or man-made things, namely stone, water, tree, earth, tiles, snow, jade, gold, and lamps. It is different from the common five elements. Few people use snow and tiles to enter the formation, because snow will melt, and roof tiles are the most common things for the people. When Jiang Li saw this formation, he felt like he was breaking through the ordinary limitations, as if he entered a new world.

But such an unpopular formation has now been opened to a gap. The person who broke the formation seemed to know this formation well and had expected it, which was exactly the problem.

If it weren't for a disciple of the Wanjian Immortal Sect and had just gone to the Sutra Library to see the Nine Spirits and Combination Formation, how could it be that the array eye could be found in such a short time and breaking it one by one?

Could it be Yao Wangnian?

After so many years, if he really didn't die, he would attract demons and charm, turning Hongluo Town into Shura Hell, why? Is it to kill himself?

Jiang Li couldn't figure it out.

He was both disappointed and nostalgic for this senior brother. Deep down, he never believed that the other party would become a devil who survived in the darkness. That should not have been the end of this genius.

Seeing him silent, Chi Bijiang felt that he was upset that his formation was broken and could not help but say, "I have some experience with the formation. My fellow Taoist arrangement is indeed exquisite. Maybe the other party just happened to break it by accident."

Jiang Li shook his head, not knowing how to explain.

Yun Weisi guessed what he thought.

"Do you suspect it was done by Yao Wangnian?"

"Yes, only by finding him out and confronting him can you understand it."

If there are defects in the formation, you have to make up for it. Changming now has a memory loss and cannot help. Jiang Li is not specializing in breaking the formation, so he is also a little worried about it. Chi Bijiang claimed to be from the Wanxiang Palace and had some experience in resolving the formation. Jiang and Chi discussed it and said in just a few words that they would like to meet too late. Chi Bijiang took the initiative to help repair the formation. After discussing, they decided to part ways.

At present, these monsters are still afraid and cannot invade on a large scale. A few spirits are killed in the town and can be quickly caught. Jiang Li and Chi Bijiang repair the gap in the formation here first; Yun Weisi, the nine-sided Changming, were looking for fish that escaped the net in the town. Captain Xing said earlier that Lao He suddenly pointed out that Yun Weisi and the others killed the people of the He caravan. The two also wanted to meet Lao He, to see if he suddenly lost his mind due to a change, or if there was another story.

As for Sun Wuxia, Chi Bijiang was worried about Princess Changning in the inn, so he asked Sun Wuxia to go back to the inn to rest first and protect her by the side of Princess Changning.

In the past, when Sun Wuxia saw Chi Bijiang and Jiang Li hit it off, she would have long wished to break them apart, but now he lost an arm, and his uncle He Bo also died of saving him. He was completely in a daze. He didn't know if he could hear Chi Bijiang's words, so he responded randomly and walked towards the inn.

The streets are empty, and there have been frequent bloody incidents. Everyone hid in the house and dared not come out, and they didn't even dare to light candles. At first glance, except for the scattered lanterns under the eaves shaking in the cold wind, many house doors and windows were closed, which seemed to be uninhabited at first glance.

Sun Wuxia grabbed the empty sleeves on the other side of her, her steps were floating, and she came to the inn door with instinct, and vaguely recognized her name under the reflection of the lantern. He slapped the door and a commotion came from inside.

"Who?" It sounds familiar, like the voice of an inn guy.

"It's me, the guest!" Sun Wuxia spoke in a rough voice.

It sounds like there are many people in it.

Yes, the inn has been killed by the He family caravan these days, and the residents can't leave or sleep. So they gathered in the lobby in groups of three or three to talk about some idle articles, and there are still people around and they are not afraid.

It was very tidy inside, as if he was still hesitating. Sun Wuxia was very impatient. After pounding the door a few times, someone finally opened the door.

When Sun Wuxia saw the visitor, she was stunned.

"Uncle Master?"

He Bo's eyes fell on Sun Wuxia's arm, and he was also shocked.

"What's wrong with you? I haven't heard from you for a day, your arm?"

He pulled Sun Wuxia into it, pinching the sleeves and feeling heartbroken.

"Who did it!"

"It's a fox spirit. Fellow Daoist Chi and I went out together. We met a fox spirit in the mountains..." Sun Wuxia was still a little dazed.

Uncle Master is not dead, so who is the uncle they met in the mountains?

Could it be that they were fooled by the illusion of the vixen?

He Bo said sadly: "You are like this, how can I explain to your master when I go back? How can you go to Qianlin Club?"

"I..." Sun Wuxia opened her mouth and found that her voice was so dry, "I don't know..."

Before he came out, he was ambitious and wanted to become famous in the Qianlin meeting. However, after entering the world, he found that he was very narrow-minded. Not only did he be so famous as an unknown soldier like Jiufang Changming, he was even helpless in the face of the fox spirit monster.

"Uncle Master, why don't we go back tomorrow!" He smiled bitterly, with a sad corner of his mouth.

He Bai frowned and said, "How can a real man give up because of a small setback? Even if he loses an arm, you are still the disciple you value most. Let's go, go back and rest first, and let's talk about the name if you have any questions!"

Sun Wuxia let him pull himself in, his mind was in a mess, and I don’t know how many thoughts I had turned.

Until a few barking sounded, he suddenly picked up his mind.

The petite dog jumped onto the table at some point, jumped from one table to the other, knocked over many plates of peanuts, and barked at Sun Wuxia desperately. Although the screams were useless, the chaos it created was enough to catch everyone off guard.

"Where did the dog come from?"

"Catch him!"

Sun Wuxia looked at the black dog jumping around in her sight. Not only did others not catch it, but they were also tripped by the chaos it caused. The ping bell was tilted. His confused mind was interrupted by this, as if he was a little awake.

How come the hand holding my wrist is so cold and so thin?

It is as thin as if it is some kind of animal's paws, not human hands.

This perception made Sun Wuxia shudder, and her head seemed to be heavily pressed by something.

The dog actually jumped directly to his head and showed off his power when he was in a daze!

The little casual cultivator looked down on him, even his dog looked down on him!

Sun Wuxia was furious and directly broke away from He Bai's hand and hit him on the top of her head. The dog flexibly stopped and rushed towards He Bai.

Then Sun Wuxia saw a terrifying scene.

His uncle rushed towards the dog, subconsciously showing a ferocious face, sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, and no matter how he looked, he looked like a fox.

……fox?!

Sun Wuxia seemed to suddenly wake up. He looked closely and saw that He Bo had indeed turned into a fox face, but his body was still a human body. Screams suddenly arose around him. Many people shouted about monsters and fled. There were also some charms in the crowd, and they could not see a shadow under the candlelight.

The fox spirit grabbed Sun Wuxia's face. Sun Wuxia couldn't dodge her. She lost her arms and was about to fall back. From the corner of her eyes, he saw the black dog squatting on the table next to her, looking like he was not worried about the fun.

But Sun Wuxia did not fall.

Someone pulled him backwards in the waist, and the sword light flashed in his sight, like a meteor outside the sky, and then fell on the neck of the fox spirit. The latter wanted to run when he saw that the situation was not good, but the retreat was blocked by another person.

It’s Nine-Term Eternal Bright and Yun Wusen!

Somehow, Sun Wuxia suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and sat heavily on the ground to breathe.

The hall was in chaos, and all the candlelight was extinguished. The fox spirit dream demon screamed from time to time, mixed with the shouts of many people. The human demon monsters could not tell who was involved in it, and who was a monster wearing human skin.

Jiufang Changming simply closed the door and beat the dog. He and Yun Weisi blocked all the retreat paths, and even the monsters could not get out. They could only be trapped in the hall where they could not see their hands.
To be continued...