Way of the heavens system

Chapter 121 Reunion

"when!"

Xiao Yicai repeated his old trick, and wanted to use the yin and yang mirror to shake away the sword light, but when the two came into contact, he felt the strength of the sword was incomparably heavy, and smelling the stench slightly, his eyes turned black, his body became soft, and his heart slumped. Shocked, he shouted secretly: "No! There is poison on the sword!"

"Senior Brother Xiao! I'll help you!" Luckily, Monk Fa Xiang saw his predicament and immediately helped him. The two of them worked together to push back the sword light.

"Sect Master, are you all right?" A sharp old voice came from the miasma. When the word "Zong" was said, the voice was a bit shaky, as if it was still in the distance. A wrinkled old man with a toad tattooed on his right cheek came out of the night.

Obviously this person came extremely fast.

"Old Toad."

Qin Wuyan and Jin Ping'er took this opportunity to recall their magic weapons, knocked back Lin Jingyu's Dragon Slaying Sword and Lu Xueqi's Tianya Divine Sword, and came to the old man's side.

The old man nodded, looking at the empty space behind Qin Wuyan, he couldn't help but wondered: "The old spider hasn't come back yet? This old guy has come back more and more, a mere kid from the blood refining hall, and he hasn't done it yet."

Immediately, he looked at the righteous people again, and his fierce eyes lingered on Xiao Yicai and Monk Faxiang for a moment.

"These are the little dolls of Zhengdao's younger generation? They were able to receive the old man's Golden Toad Sword, and if the old man read it correctly, what the younger generation is holding is the yin and yang mirror of Changshengtang Yuyangzi? It can't be underestimated." Nah."

Qin Wuyan felt the slight soreness in his wrist, and just now, the fight with Zhanlongjian brought him a little pressure, and he was secretly startled. He hid his body in the shadow of the night, his eyes were dim, and he said lightly: " Indeed, it should not be underestimated, if they are allowed to grow, there will be endless troubles."

The old devil Jin Chan naturally understood the meaning of his words, Jie Jie laughed strangely, before the laughter fell, the Jin Chan sword slashed again, very suddenly.

"kill!"

Qin Wuyan let out a low cry, and Jin Ping'er and his two imperial treasures followed the old devil and killed them together. The rest of the Hehuan faction and the disciples of the Wandu sect who were hiding in the dark to guard against poisonous insects and ants all mobilized.

Everyone in the righteous way had already been on alert and rushed to fight, but with the addition of the golden toad old devil, their pressure suddenly increased. Xiao Yicai teamed up with the monk Faxiang to stop him, and the rest of Lin Jingyu barely fought against Qin Wuyan relying on the Dragon Slaying Sword In one group, Lu Xueqi used the Tianya Divine Sword to stop Jin Ping'er, defending more than attacking, as for the rest of the disciples, led by Li Xun, Yan Hong, Zeng Shushu, Wen Min, Fa Shan and other masters, they defended together. Resisting the fierce attack of the disciples of the Hehuan Sect, while guarding against those poisonous insects and ants.

It's just that if you keep it for a long time, you will lose, and soon there will be fellow students with poor cultivation screaming that they have been recruited. The death is extremely miserable, which will inevitably shake everyone's hearts.

And often the more this is the case, the more abnormal the performance is, more and more disciples are recruited, a vicious circle, and even the entire defense line is crumbling.

boom!
At this critical moment, a huge roar suddenly exploded in the night.

The next moment, a figure broke through the miasma, crashed onto the field, and groaned in pain.

"Old Spider!"

"Old Spider!"

Qin Wuyan and Jinchan Laomo immediately recognized the person, and their expressions changed drastically.

Ah!
Before they stepped forward, there were screams one after another in the surrounding miasma.

Without the sound of the flute, the attack power of the poisonous insects instantly dropped by a level, giving everyone in the Righteous Path a chance to breathe.

"Who is sneak attacking my Wandu sect! Die!" Qin Wuyan was furious, and knocked Lin Jingyu back with one blow, listening to the sound to identify his position, Zhan Xiangsi shot towards the left hand in an instant.

Keng!
But seeing the blue light flashing and disappearing in the darkness, and sparks radiating everywhere, Qin Wuyan was shocked all over, Zhan Xiangsi immediately flew back backwards!

"Zhang Xiaofan! Sure enough, you still have lingering feelings, or are you saying that the Blood Refining Hall is colluding with Qingyun Sect to wipe out our fellow saints!" He was full of resentment, gnashing his teeth.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple were shocked when they heard this name, with complicated expressions on their faces.

"Qin Wuyan, Mr. Du, don't spit blood. It was your Wandu Sect who chased and killed the inspector of our Blood Refining Sacred Sect first. The old dog on the ground is the witness. If it wasn't for the coincidence that we met, you really succeeded. Today We can't finish this account."

A young girl's voice came from the darkness, and it could be heard that her words were full of jokes.

It's not Zhang Xiaofan.

This made Lin Jingyu, Du Bishu, Zeng Shushu and others in the crowd quite disappointed.

However, Qin Wuyan and Jin Ping'er did not relax their vigilance. The fourth master of the Demon Sect had met several times in the past ten years, and they had deep memories of Zhang Xiaofan's strange soul-catching stick. The two looked at each other, conveying in their eyes With a dark message.

"Brother Zhang Shi, we said goodbye back then, but we haven't seen each other for a long time. I miss you so much. I'm here today. Why do you hesitate to show up to see me? But Brother Shi has become the deputy sect leader of the Blood Refining Holy Sect, so he looks down on our peers. ?”

Jin Ping'er immediately called out in a sweet voice.

"There!" Old Demon Jin Chan watched all directions with his eyes, listened to all directions, and caught a trace in an instant. The Golden Toad Sword struck out loudly, and the golden blue sword light instantly dispelled the miasma, revealing a group of four people.

Keng!
Qing Guangzhan's soul-destroying stick stopped Jian Guang with a blow, and the two stalemate for a few breaths, and each retreated and flew back.

"Xiaofan!"

"Old Seven!"

"Junior Brother Zhang!"

The disciples of Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple all focused their eyes on the man in the black robe.

Lin Jingyu, Du Bishu, Zeng Shushu, the three people who are quite close to Zhang Xiaofan, their eyes are full of worries and complexities.

There was an unspeakable emotion in Lu Xueqi's eyes.

The stern look in Xiao Yicai's eyes disappeared.

The disciples of Tianyin Temple are the most complicated, and the eyes of the monk Faxiang are mixed with anger and guilt.

The rest of the disciples all stared angrily.

After all, in the past ten years, Zhang Xiaofan has plotted and killed countless people against Tianyin Temple. It can be said that he has forged a lot of deep hatred, but the senior management of Tianyin Temple felt guilty towards him because of the Caomiao Village tragedy, so most of them used self-protection He is the master and rarely fights back. However, the disciples in the middle and lower classes are not aware of this matter. They only know that many of their friends and fellow disciples have lost their lives at the hands of this person.

Facing these old friends from the same school, or blood relatives and enemies, Zhang Xiaofan didn't intend to speak, and the atmosphere in the field was silent for a while.

"Young Master Qin, is this planning to attack our Holy Sect? No wonder the other two factions are eager to gather in Baima River."

Bai Qi took a step forward and took the lead to break the silence. He looked at Qin Wuyan and Jin Ping'er with a half-smile, his words were both teasing and warning.

The faces of the two of them changed at the same time. The White Horse River meeting was an agreement made by the three factions when they entered the Death Marsh. They did not expect to be detected by the Blood Refining Hall so quickly, and the meaning is self-evident.

(End of this chapter)