Chapter 118: Silence

Luo Hongfeng waved the smoke in front of him, coughed chokingly, gritted his teeth and pulled out several peacock feathers inserted on his body. He watched the huge sedan chair float away, and immediately raised his foot to chase him. As soon as he landed on the shore, a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out.

He had just faced Dan Yi several times, and he was also injured, but he was suppressed. Several Huangshan Sect disciples who were lying on the ground suddenly opened their eyes and roared at Luo Hongfeng, and were kicked away by the disciples of the ** Sect who arrived in time.

"Sect Master, there are more and more people going crazy, and the situation is almost impossible to control!" The disciple of the ** Sect touched the blood on his face, with tears in his eyes. His junior brother, who grew up with him, was bitten when he was subduing the madman. He was fine, but he suddenly started to go crazy just now and was killed by an elder of the Yandang Mountain Sect with a sword.

Luo Hongfeng wiped the corner of his mouth and looked up. The Qi Clan in the North and the Sword Alliance in the West were all suffering heavy casualties. The scattered heroes in the south had already fled in all directions.

"Ding Ding Ding!" Li Yuhan and Huang Hua fought with each other in the middle of Sixiang Lake.

"Li Yuhan, are you actually affiliated with Xuan Dao?" Huang Hua was very angry.

With the sword with the three-fold sword spikes in Lushan, he tightly absorbed Huang Huazhi's sword, and led him to undulate on the spot, drifting silver lights in the air, suppressing the sword with his backhand, reaching Huang Huazhi's neck.

Li Yuhan's face was as deep as water, "I owe him a life."

When he was young, he always believed that practicing sword and martial arts was to pursue the highest swordsmanship. It was not until Amu was taken away that he realized great enlightenment. In this world, practicing sword and martial arts is the most important thing to protect his relatives. He did not protect Amu ten years ago, and today ten years later, he would definitely protect Chen Ziqi.

The man with the eagle-feather turned into a bird and opened the way in front. Sixteen sedan chairmen carried the sedan chair and floated steadily in the air.

Lan Jiangxue stood by the window, quietly watching the situation outside the window to prevent any changes. Lan Shanyu was with people from other sects of Xuandao, and took them away from Sixiang Lake and followed the palace master's footsteps to run here.

Dan Yi leaned on the soft couch, and Chen Ziqi bandaged his wound. There was plenty of wound medicine in the soft sedan chair. Chen Ziqi took a bottle of medicine and carefully scattered it on Dan Yi's palm.

"Well..." Dan Yi raised her head slightly and let out a soft moan. Her thin lips suddenly lost their blood due to the pain.

"If the medicine powder is sprinkled, it will definitely leave scars." Chen Ziqi held the slender and flexible hand and blew it with pain. The medicine powder is for stopping bleeding and must be applied.

"It's okay." Danyi comforted him softly.

Chen Ziqi sniffed, wrapped his palms around with soft gauze, and then reached out to take off Danyi's clothes. He just blocked a sword for him, but he didn't know how injured his back was.

"Don't be busy on your back for now, let's take a look when you get to the resting place." Dan Yi gently held his hand and leaned lazily on the soft couch. After he suffered internal injuries, his body would cause a burst of pain when he moved. At this moment, he relaxed and didn't want to move at all.

In the originally normal martial arts conference, Dan Yi didn't need to take action. At most, at the end, he would have a friendly competition with the leader of the Qi Sect or the leader of the Sword Alliance. Who would have encountered such a thing? Luo Hongfeng and Huang Huaxian dared to join forces to deal with Dan Yi.

Chen Ziqi sat on the ground and gently stroked Dan Yi's head. He was just a little chicken who couldn't fly, but he was going to be bullied by two old men who had been around 200 years old together.

The sedan chairmen carrying sedan chairs are all suitable for long-distance flights. They just have to carry the human-shaped palace master to fly, and they can only fly at most twenty miles.

The sedan chair stopped in a forest twenty miles away from Sixiang Lake. The sedan chair owner had to rest for an hour before continuing to fly.

"Sixty miles further ahead is Jihe Villa, the jurisdiction of the Stone Corpse Sect." Diao Lie fell from the sky, turned into a human form, lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Let's rest at Jihe Villa. Ask someone to inform you about the rain." Lan Jiangxue came up and whispered to him.

"Okay," Diao Lie responded, looked up at Dan Yi, walked over and knelt in front of him on one knee, "Palace Master..."

Dan Yi didn't want to speak, so she waved her hand slowly and signaled them to do it as soon as possible. Then she slowly clenched the clothes on her chest and frowned tightly.

"Does it hurt?" Chen Ziqi was shocked and tried to lose some internal force to him, but found that his dantian was empty, and forced exercise immediately brought a dry pain.

He had previously fought with Huang Huaxian, but in desperation, he suddenly increased his internal strength and used a move that was comparable to the peak of the fourth level to transform into dragons. Just like when he was the king, Dan Yi forcibly showed off and turned into a phoenix pattern, he overdrawed all his internal strength after using that move, but he was nervous that Dan Yi was not paying attention to his injuries. At this moment, he would probably tremble with his legs when he stood up.

"Qiqi..." Danyi said, and a blood thread flowed down the corner of her mouth.

"Amitabha, good, good!" A great Buddha's name came from the forest, like the sound of the Nine Heavens Brahma, but it made everyone's hearts tight.

Lan Jiangxue immediately went out to check and saw a man wearing a cassock, shrinking into an inch like an illusion, and in a few breaths he came to the sedan chair. This was the unique skill of Kong Mingzong - stepping on the Sha in the Mingshan Mountain. He crossed mountains and ridges like walking on flat ground, and his speed was as fast as a high-quality light skill.

With kind eyes and unarmed eyes, there was a string of ebony Buddhist beads hanging on the wrist, it was Monk Leji, the leader of Kongming Sect.

Lan Jiangxue looked up at the two black eagles in the sky. The eagle hovered in the air and signaled that no one would follow him. Then he withdrew his gaze and looked at the old monk who suddenly appeared, "Master Leji, why are you following us?"

"I have no intention of making things difficult for you, so I just want a prescription for the anti-Gu." Le Ji clasped his hands together and his face was calm. His martial arts were actually not weaker than Luo Hongfeng, but Kongming Sect has always been unfair to the world and is unwilling to be the leader of the Qi Sect. This is also the reason why he dared to chase him alone.

Dan Yi was injured, and no one present was Li Ji's opponent.

"This Gu, the people from Wan Gu Sect, can also see you, and there is no way to deal with the Gu for the time being. If the master wants to, Guiyun Palace can check it, but you have to ask for compensation according to the size of the sky." Lan Jiangxue's face was light, as if she was not facing a master who came to ask for guilt, but an ordinary martial arts man talking about an ordinary business.

Le Ji was a little surprised. He didn't expect Guiyun Palace to react like this, and he couldn't help but frown, "That kind of Gu is like a plague. If it spreads, it will be unbelievable later. The killing is too heavy. I hope the donor of the pill will turn back and it will be shore."

Chen Ziqi lifted the curtain and said, "Old bald donkey, don't swear here. Today's affairs have nothing to do with Guiyun Palace. Gu is not released by the Wan Gu Gate! The Buddha said, "Abusive words, frivolous words, lies, and slandering is a verbal precept. You are making bad words, making guesses, and fiddling with right and wrong. You have already violated three verbal precepts. Are you worthy of your Buddha?"

Le Ji looked up at the young man who was leaning against the door, and after a while he slowly recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, I..."

"Chirp—" the eagle in the sky suddenly screamed sharply, warning someone to approach not far away.

There was a sound of footsteps in the forest, and everyone couldn't help but tighten their bodies.
Chapter completed!