The old man surnamed Li was so surprised that he opened his mouth and let out a scream of extreme fear!

But the roar stopped abruptly the next second, because Zhao Ling'er's short-tailed knife had swept between his neck, and a human head flew away from his shoulders, with blood splattering everywhere.

Thin Liuxian was not just standing there waiting to die. He also took advantage of the same moment when Zhao Ling'er cut off the old man named Li with his sword, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Zhang Huyuan, let's fight them!"

The old man surnamed Zhang shouted loudly, shook his cantaloupe hammer rapidly, and shot straight to Liu Qianwen's face.

However, the thin Liuxian who was shouting suddenly turned around and flew towards the west wing.

Nangong Haotian had already been concentrating on his martial arts and preparing for it. When he saw Thin Willow Fairy turning around and running away, he stopped with a loud shout, and the two index fingers of his right hand suddenly popped out.

Twenty or so big men in Taoist costumes also suddenly shouted loudly and rushed forward one after another, rescuing others and attacking.

Liu Qianwen first dodged the cantaloupe hammer, then she popped out the fingers of her right hand and knocked down the old man surnamed Zhang according to the instructions. Then with a clang, she pulled out the sword from behind. Shangguan Xiaowan, Zhao Ling'er and Xue Bing'er used their swords at the same time, and they were running at the end.

Several big men in Taoist attire in front were chopped to the ground.

Gutou and Aunt Shan both held up Xinghe, who had fallen to the ground. As soon as they lifted up Xinghe, they discovered that Xinghe's neck was hanging down weakly.

Gutou and Aunt Shan looked shocked. When they lowered their heads, they saw that Xinghe had a delicate dagger on his heart. It turned out that at the same moment when he was knocked down by the back of the second knife, Xinghe had already drawn out the dagger.

From absolutely nothing.

The big men in Taoist costumes who followed were shocked when they saw it. In addition, four or five people had already been killed. They gave a sharp shout and turned around and ran away.

I saw seventeen or eight big men in Taoist attire, some rushing out of the screen door, some flying over the wall, all like bereaved dogs.

Xue Bing'er and Zhao Ling'er screamed and were about to fly after them when they suddenly heard Nangong Haotian's indifferent voice, "Let them go!"

Zhao Ling'er and Xue Bing'er turned around and took a closer look and found that Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen were heading towards the west wing.

Looking at Nangong Haotian again, he was standing on the steps in front of the west wing in annoyance, looking down angrily at the thin Liuxian lying on the steps.

Zhao Ling'er and Xue Bing'er knew something was wrong, so they also flew over.

The two of them stepped forward to take a look, only to find that the thin Liuxian lying on the steps had his forehead hit the broken brick at the corner of the steps. A pool of red and white blood mixed with brain matter had covered his cheeks, beard and left shoulder.

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Gutou and Aunt Shan, who put down the dead body of Xinghe and ran over, took a look and asked in surprise: "Young master, he..."

Nangong Haotian said angrily: "When he was trying to escape into the house, I flicked my finger and pointed his knee. Unexpectedly, he took advantage of the situation of falling forward, put his arms on the ground, and hit the broken brick corner with his head.

superior."

The old man looked shocked when he heard this, and asked in surprise: "He has a hostage in hand, why would he commit suicide?"

After saying this, Shangguan Xiaowan and Aunt Shan also said in confusion: "Yes, at least he can hand over his master in exchange for his life?"

As he finished speaking, he suddenly heard that the old man surnamed Zhang who had been tapped by Liu Qianwen said sadly: "If he still has Master Tianwai in his hands, will he commit suicide?"

Nangong Haotian and the other seven were shocked when they heard this. They turned around and found that almost all of the people lying in the courtyard were corpses, except for the old man surnamed Zhang.

The old man's heart was moved, and he ran over and said humbly: "Oh, Old Hero Zhang, I am the old man. I have met you before in Honey Terrace. Do you still recognize me?"

As he spoke, he had already arrived in front of the old man named Zhang, stretched himself down, and opened the acupuncture points for him.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Zhang!" The old man surnamed Zhang looked ashamed, but forced a smile and said, after saying this, he rubbed the outside of his acupuncture points and stood up.

The old man quickly took the opportunity to raise his hands to Nangong Haotian and introduced: "This is my young master Nangong Shaoxia..."

The old man surnamed Zhang clasped his fists and said respectfully: "Old Zhang Shanzhong meets Young Hero Nangong!"

"Hello, old hero..." Nangong Haotian said, cupping his fists.

"If you don't dare, young hero, I'd better call you Zhang Huyuan!" the old man surnamed Zhang said shyly.

Nangong Haotian smiled, but before he could speak, the old man took the opportunity to introduce Shangguan Liu Sinu and Aunt Shan to the old man named Zhang.

Shangguan Xiaowan and others knew the purpose of the ancient leader, because at this time everyone had noticed that the situation was different, and the Master Tianwai Master was no longer in the hands of the Thin Liuxian.

However, the only way to learn about the changes in the process, the whereabouts of Master Tianwai, and the whereabouts of Fat Maitreya is to ask Zhang Huyuan.

In order to obtain his cooperation and tell the whole story honestly and frankly, Shangguan Xiaowan and others paid him a long tribute.

After a long greeting, Aunt Shan couldn't wait to ask: "As far as our young master knows, you came to defect to the Tianshan Sect, and there were no less than twenty people in your group. Why did I only see you and the Thin Liuxian tonight?"

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When asked, the old man surnamed Zhang shook his head with emotion and said: "It's a long story, hard to finish in one sentence..."

"Since it's a long story, let's just go to the upper room to talk!" Gutou saw corpses all around and said straightforwardly. When he spoke, he should go to the upper room first.

When the old man surnamed Zhang saw it, he said anxiously: "The old master will never go to the house!"

When he said this, all the seven people in Nangong Haotian were moved in their hearts.

However, Gutou pretended to be stunned, stopped and turned around and asked, "Why can't you go?"

The old man surnamed Zhang continued anxiously: "The Taoist priests here have repeatedly warned us that Shangfang is the holy land of cultivation for their leader, the Taoist Master Fahe Xianchang, and we must not enter it!"

Nangong Haotian asked: "So, Old Fahe is sitting in his own house?"

The old man surnamed Zhang shook his head without hesitation and said: "Although a person is sitting in seclusion, it is impossible not to be hungry, thirsty or excretory, but the old man and our village owner have been here for dozens of days and have never seen anyone entering or leaving the upper room or delivering food...

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Zhao Ling'er said disdainfully: "Since he is not in the room, what is there to worry about? Besides, the Tianshan Sect has started a big plan to rebuild the family. Many gangsters have died, and the family's own head will regain power.

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However, the old man named Zhang shook his head and sighed: "It won't succeed!"

Nangong Haotian and the other seven looked shocked when they heard this, "Why do you see this?"

The old man surnamed Zhang said: "Fahe Immortal is about to come out of confinement, and no one in the Tianshan Sect can surpass his flying sword skills..."

"The Tianshan Flying Sword has been rumored for a long time, but no one has mastered it through hard training for hundreds of years. Besides, even if Old Fahe is born with extraordinary abilities, he will have to wait until after noon before he can leave, listen!" Nangong Haotian said disdainfully!

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As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Lingxiao due south, and continued: "The killing sounds outside are getting less and less, which proves that the Taoists of the Tianshan Sect are gradually taking control of the situation. Even if Lao He can successfully get out of seclusion, at that time

It’s hard for him to do anything alone, not to mention that he may not really be able to learn successfully.”

The old man surnamed Zhang felt that he had become a prisoner. How could he dare to argue with Nangong Haotian? He had no choice but to respond respectfully. However, he did not know that what Nangong Haotian practiced was divine art, so how could he be afraid of immortal art!

After Nangong Haotian finished speaking, he looked at Gutou again and ordered: "Gutou, go in and take a look. Maybe Old Fahe is in the basement or in the wall of the room!"

The old man responded respectfully, turned around and strode towards the door of the room. Aunt Shan quickly followed.

Although Nangong Haotian knew that old Fahe was indeed in the house and did not dare to give him a break when he was in the final stages of cultivation, he, Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen still followed.

passed.

Zhao Ling'er and Xue Bing'er were still standing in the courtyard, watching the old man named Zhang to prevent him from escaping.

Gutou and Aunt Shan both climbed the steps to the door of the upper room, pushed it with the iron dove stick in their hands, and the door opened with a bang.

Then he opened another door and looked inside. A thin layer of dust fell on all the tables, chairs and utensils.

When Gutou and Aunt Shan saw this situation, they guessed that the old man named Zhang was not lying, but they still walked in cautiously.

Nangong Haotian and Shangguan Xiaowan stood outside the door and looked inside carefully.

Gutou and Aunt Shan used their Yunlong swords and iron dove sticks to knock around everywhere in the room, and found that everything was solid and there could be no mechanism or basement.

Aunt Shan picked up a feather duster and while dusting the tables and chairs, she said cheerfully: "Young master, you can come in!"

Nangong Haotian entered first, but Liu Qianwen and Shangguan Xiaowan waved to Xue Bing'er in the courtyard before walking into the room.

After Aunt Shan wiped the tables and chairs one by one, Zhao Ling'er and Xue Bing'er also escorted the old man named Zhang in.

Nangong Haotian found that the upper room where old Fahe lived was bright and dark, and a study room. In addition to tables and chairs, there were bedding in the inner room and calligraphy and paintings on the wall. It was quite elegant.

As soon as the old man surnamed Zhang entered the door, Nangong Haotian sat on the chair and motioned for the old man surnamed Zhang to take a seat.

Nangong Haotian hopes to find old Fahe in this house or underground. Since there is nothing to gain, the most important thing is to find out the current whereabouts of Master Tianwai.

Then he made a look on his face, "Excuse me, Zhang Huyuan, where is my master, Master Tianwai, now?"

The old man surnamed Zhang bowed and apologized: "Where is Senior Xue now? Not to mention the old man, even if the owner of my village is still alive, he doesn't know..."

"Didn't my master come to this place by your invitation from Honey Terrace?" Xue Bing'er was most worried about the whereabouts of Master Tianwai. When she heard this, she couldn't be angry.

The old man surnamed Zhang shivered with fright and hurriedly explained: "That was what happened before our second master was killed..."

"Who is your second master?"

"Our second master is Fat Maitreya!"

"What's wrong with Fat Maitreya?"

"Not long after he left Honey Terrace, he was killed by the Demon Dragon Slayer King, the Lord of the Demon Dragon Slayer Castle!"

Having said this, Nangong Haotian and the other seven people also heard this from the mouth of Second Wudie, but when it was confirmed by the mouth of the old man surnamed Zhang, they were also shocked.

Because, when they heard about the appearance of the Demonic Dragon-Slaying King, they also guessed that Master Tianwai had finally fallen into the hands of the Demonic Dragon-Slaying King and would become a magic weapon to restrain Nangong Haotian.

"So the god-headed disciple Zhou Yuantong is also dead?" asked the ancient head.

The old man surnamed Zhang said without hesitation: "Yes, it is said that King Julong Slayer had already left the Northeast Branch and was forced to burn down the stronghold. He suspected that Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed disciple, had a rebellion attempt..."

"When did the Demon Dragon Slayer King officially attack Zhou Yuantong, the god-headed disciple?" Shangguan Xiaowan asked.
To be continued...