Jun Wuyao laughed. He narrowed his eyes. His appearance left no doubt that if he was given a chair, he would be able to sit down directly. "If you want a herb from Cangxi Valley, I'll have to think about it. With all my strength,

Why give this person to you?”

Zhuang Hanzi had already expected Jun Wuyao's attitude, but he didn't care much about it. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Liu Cong, who looked at him as if he wanted to cut him into pieces right away.

"What Yaozun said is meaningless. I didn't ask you for Cangxi Valley, but I just wanted a person. Why can't I do it?"

Zhuang Hanzi seemed to think that the excitement was not enough, and suddenly laughed out loud, "If you don't hand over the person to me today, in the future this Cangxi Valley..."

The implication is extremely obvious. If they don't hand over the people, they will massacre Cangxi Valley, just like they massacred Qingyu Peak.

Liu Cong's face was particularly ugly. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were so full of anger that he couldn't even squeeze out a smile.

Zhuang Hanzi was not in a hurry, he just waved his fan, his eyes seemed to be feeling something, and he fell on Liu Cong's hand that was tightly holding the dagger at his waist, and he sneered softly.

This moment can be said to have burned away Liu Cong's rationality. He drew out his dagger and was about to take action, but Jun Wuyao grabbed his wrist and signaled him not to act rashly.

Yaotong has quietly set up a poison barrier at the outermost edge of Cangxi Valley. Even if Zhuang Hanzi reacts, all his men will be trapped here.

But if Liu Cong fights them now, no matter whether it is an advantage or a disadvantage, it will be disadvantageous in the future.

Luo Jiang was pulled by Shan Zhi, and the two secretly hid behind a stone in the distance to watch the scene outside. She even couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

In the last world, because she consumed too much, she could no longer open a small account in this world.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be a matter of minutes for the system to create an identical trumpet account?

"Girl!" Shan Zhi grabbed Luo Jiang who wanted to get up and looked at her nervously, "Don't go out!"

Even though she couldn't hear clearly what Jun Wuyao and Zhuang Hanzi were talking about from this distance, it was probably about Luo Jiang.

If Luo Jiang appears in front of them now, Zhuang Hanzi will feel that there is an opportunity, and then all Jun Wuyao's efforts will be in vain.

"I know I can't go out, but..."

Luo Jiang frowned slightly. She just had a bad feeling and couldn't explain why.

There are about a hundred or ten medicine boys in Cangxi Valley, not to mention Jun Wuyao and Liu Cong are still here, Zhuang Hanzi has brought twenty or thirty people, how dare he come here?

A drop of spit from one person can drown them all.

But looking at Zhuang Hanzi's unhurried look, Luo Jiang always felt that he had something behind his back.

"The drug boy has already set up a poison barrier. If you go out at this time, it will be really serious if you are caught by Zhuang Hanzi's people."

Of course Shan Zhi knows what she is worried about, but now she can only wait and see what happens.

Everything can only go according to the original plan.

"What is this!"

Suddenly there was a scream from the other end. Luo Jiang frowned and subconsciously looked there. The poisonous miasma had formed on the outside of Cangxi Valley, and the color was getting darker and darker.

The entire Cangxi Valley has been surrounded.

There was a crack in the smile on Zhuang Hanzi's face. He turned his head and glared at the young sect leader coldly, with the tip of his tongue touching the roof of his mouth, "I never thought that Jun Yaozun would go out of his way to catch me."

This poison barrier would have been impossible to remove if it had not been for the medicine boy to resolve it. It was precisely because of this that Zhuang Hanzi did not dare to suddenly come to Cangxi Valley.

But who would have thought that the reason why the poisonous barrier was cleared and not brought out again for so long was to trap him today.

Jun Wuyao slightly bent his eyes. Although he was smiling, there was no sense of relaxation on his face.

Surrounding Zhuang Hanzi in Cangxi Valley does not mean that he can sit back and relax, but he is afraid that another fierce battle will follow.

"Forget it, we have been fighting for so many years and there is no result, so why not let's compete today. If you can take my life, the matter will be settled."

Zhuang Hanzi slowly closed the folding fan, and he didn't know which side he had turned over. When he unfolded it again, the fan was actually exposed with a cold light, and the extremely sharp blades were embedded in the fan bones. There was no trace of the lightness of the folding fan.

Jun Wuyao didn't say anything. The second half of Zhuang Hanzi's sentence had already made it obvious that if he couldn't be killed today, Cangxi Valley would suffer.

He slowly let go of Liu Cong's wrist, and then breathed out, "In that case, then please."

Liu Cong's anger, which he had endured for a long time, kept boiling in his chest until it reached its peak. Now, as soon as Jun Wuyao let go, he stabbed straight forward with his dagger.

The two of them were fighting each other with killing moves, without even the intention of avoiding the others. Several minor sect leaders around Zhuang Hanzi also suffered from this, some were injured, some were killed, and none of them had a good ending.

"Old Gou Zhuang, you owe me Qingyu Peak a hundred lives, and I want you to die here today to pay homage to the many tragic deaths of my Qingyu Peak disciples!"

Liu Cong's moves became more and more powerful, and they were all killing skills. However, there were some things that could not be used by practicing martial arts. It was one thing to know how to use it, but another thing to use it skillfully.

He was now full of anger, his moves seemed sharp but without any rules, his lower body was not as stable as before, and the hand holding the sword was shaking.

Jun Wuyao's eyes narrowed, if he really allowed Liu Cong to continue fighting, he was afraid something big would happen.

But before he had time to take action, an arrow shot straight towards Zhuang Hanzi with the force of breaking wind.

Jun Wuyao's pupils suddenly shrank, it was a delicate and small sleeve arrow, which he personally gave to Chu Yangyang.

Naturally, this sleeve arrow could not hurt Zhuang Hanzi. He raised his fan to block it, but the sleeve arrow still pierced the fan, leaving an unsightly hole.

Being so disturbed, the fight between the two stopped temporarily.

Liu Cong's face was particularly ugly. He was about to rush forward, but found that his dagger seemed to be held down by someone. When he looked back, it was Guang Dan, who just mouthed to him and shook his head silently.

Zhuang Hanzi was stunned for a moment when he looked at the delicate and small hidden sword that had pierced his fan, and then he burst out laughing, twisting the arrow between his fingertips with great interest.

"It's interesting, it's really interesting. Such a sick and useless piece of trash can now make this thing."

Zhuang Hanzi's eyebrows were sharp and he turned to look at Luo Jiang. The latter had no intention of hiding at all and walked to Jun Wu Yao's side in a swagger.

"That's natural. A man like you who is over fifty is too old and disrespectful. What's wrong with a sickly waste like me using some sleeve arrows?"

Probably because he didn't intend to waste time with Luo Jiang, Zhuang Hanzi just took a step back. The little sect leader standing behind him could only move forward no matter how scared he was.

"I am very curious about something and would like to ask Miss Chu to go back and discuss it."


Chapter completed!