Thousands of people suspect that after switching to the ruthless way

Moxiu had a plan in mind, if he wanted to make a move, no one could stay here today, not only Sikong Yi, but Yunyangzi's little lover and Sikong Yi's other confidant would all die.

Because, he must not let anyone know about his assassination of Sikong Yi, otherwise, the young master he is loyal to now will not be able to protect him.

And he, as long as he does this well, in the future...

Moxiu licked his lips, suppressed the greed in his heart, and turned his eyes. He didn't expect that Yunyangzi's little lover was so powerful. Not only could he use the sword array, but he also had so many puppets, probably all of them were Yunyangzi. Yoko brought something good.

After a while, you must check his storage bag carefully, maybe there will be more treasures in it.

But right now, this annoying puppet and Bingsi who got in the way have to be dealt with first.

Moxiu deliberately led the puppet to approach Bingsi, and was hit by the puppet several times on purpose.

And Bing Si also saw Moxiu approaching, and frowned while dealing with the puppet:

"How are you, Wu Meng?"

Demon cultivator Wu Meng coughed twice with a pale face on purpose: "Don't worry, I won't die. A mere puppet can't do anything to me."

Bing Si nodded: "That's good."

Seeing that Bing Si didn't answer, Wu Meng scolded the other party for being stupid, and took the initiative to bring up the topic, pretending to be worried: "Although this puppet can't deal with us for a while, it's not easy to deal with, and we can't deal with them for a while, I worry less Over there, the Lord..."

Bing Si glanced at the middle of the battlefield, and said without much worry: "A mere Jindan late-stage cultivation is definitely not the young master's opponent, so there is nothing to worry about."

Although Bing Si is a demon cultivator, he is indeed a rare person who values ​​affection. Because he was saved by Sikong Yi, he is very loyal to Sikong Yi, and also very confident in Sikong Yi's ability.

Wu Meng choked, and secretly scolded Bingsi for his brainlessness, and played cards out of common sense: "Of course I also believe in the ability of the young master, but you also know that the person surnamed Shen is Yunyangzi's little lover, who knows that Yunyangzi How many good things have been given to him, and he can throw out four golden core stage puppets at will, who knows if there are other means?

Furthermore, although we have set up an enchantment, this is the territory of Taishangzong after all. To be on the safe side, we need to make a quick decision. It's Yunyangzi's darling, if Yunyangzi's mad dog gets angry and takes action himself, he won't show mercy just because of his status as the young master. "

Bingsi was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Then what do you say?"

Wu Meng was overjoyed, and secretly said via voice transmission: "The two of us will lure this puppet out first, then I will hold the four puppets, you find a way to escape, come back to help the young master, the two of you work together, even if the surname Shen No matter how many tricks the little boy has, he will be able to catch him in a short time, and then he will come to help me in no time."

Bingsi nodded, then shook his head, and walked out of the barrier with Wu Meng because of the puppet, and said frankly:

"You are too weak. Two puppets can hurt you. If you have four puppets, you will die soon, and it won't take long. When the time comes, I will stay and attract four puppets. You come back to support the young master."

Hearing this, Wu Meng was immediately annoyed, mmp in his heart, and he wanted to cater to Bingsi on the face: "You are right, then do as you said." He secretly comforted himself, Bingsi is going to be cold soon, no It is necessary to care too much about a dead person.

Both Sikong Yi and Shen Fan noticed their departure, Sikong Yi raised his eyebrows, and let them leave, but Shen Fan's original intention was to hold them back, it doesn't matter whether they are inside or outside the enchantment, so Nor did it stop.

Sikong Yi smiled: "It is said that Shibie will be admired for three days. Fellow Daoist Shen is indeed the Taoist partner Cang Lan Jianzun favors. It has only been a long time since we separated and he has improved so much. If I am not serious, I may not be able to do anything to Fellow Daoist Shen. "

As he said that, Sikong Yi pierced the knife with his hand, the temperature of his whole body rose rapidly, and the flames in his palms rose: "I didn't want Fellow Daoist Shen to suffer from the poison of fire, but now it seems that, otherwise, there is nothing we can do to Fellow Daoist Shen.

Fellow Daoist Shen, be careful. "

Shen Fan looked at Sikong Yi's palm, and he no longer had the sense of crisis that he had when he first saw the flame eroding the spiritual veins. It should be that his special physique played a role, and Sikong Yi was destined to be slapped in the face today.

Just when Sikong Yi and Shen Fan who were "getting serious" were fighting, Wu Meng, who had left not long ago, was suddenly embarrassed, and returned to the barrier with a look of sadness and bullying on his face.

Sikong Yi took a step back to distance himself from Shen Fan, frowned and looked at Wu Meng: "What's going on outside? Why is there such a big commotion?"

Wu Meng lowered his head and said in pain: "Young master, Bingsi and I led the puppet out. We wanted to hold the puppet alone and come back to help, but who knows, not long after we left the barrier, the puppet started to explode. It must be Shen Fan who made such a big noise in order to ask for help.

Bingsi was affected by the self-explosion, and was...in danger, and his subordinates escaped by chance.

It was because the subordinates did not think carefully, which caused an accident in C[-], and the subordinates were willing to accept the punishment. "

The smile on Sikong Yi's face was gone, and his voice was terribly low: "You said, Bingsi is dead?"

"Yes, it's all the fault of the subordinates. The explosion may have attracted the disciples of the Taishangzong. Please let the subordinates work with you to catch Shen Fan quickly. After returning to the sect, let the young master handle it."

Sikong Yi's expression was no longer sombre that can be described, he didn't say anything but looked at Shen Fan, Shen Fan also looked away from Wu Meng, and looked at Sikong Yi as well.

Obviously, Shen Fan was broken by Wu Meng. He left Taishangzong in a low-key manner, so naturally he would not cause any self-explosion. However, the current situation cannot be explained by him, and Sikong Yi will not believe it.

Wu Meng was also sure of this, and after backstabbing Bingsi to death, he poured dirty water on Shen Fan's body.

After exhaling, Shen Fan's hand formula changed, and the small five-element sword array changed. The energy of the five elements gathered in one place and condensed into a giant sword. He took a step forward, and Shen Fan held the giant sword in his hand with a calm expression.

Sikong Yi also moved at the same time, his robe was windless and automatic, his eyes were deep and dark.

In the next moment, the figures of the two disappeared and appeared in midair at the same time, the flash of lightning, the light of five elements sword and the palm wind of Yanyang intersected several times.

Shen Fan retreated, his face was a little pale. For him now, fighting in the imperial sword array was still a bit reluctant. On the other hand, Sikong Yi's breath was a little heavy, and his condition was obviously much better than Shen Fan's. Not only the difference in realm, Sikong Yi Yi was originally a genius of Tianmomen.

The fight stopped for a while, and the two moved forward together again. At this moment, Wu Meng suddenly had a curved bow in his hand. A helping hand."

However, the arrow was aimed not at Shen Fan but at Sikong Yi's back.

When the arrow was about to hit Sikong Yi, Sikong Yi suddenly dodged, and the long knife came out of his body again, stabbing straight at Wu Meng.

Wu Meng dodged the long knife, dodged Sikong Yi's attacks again and again, and said in disbelief, "Why?"

With anger and sadness burning in Sikong Yi's eyes, he slapped Wu Meng with a palm: "I also want to ask you why?"

Wu Meng couldn't dodge in time, and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Ahem, cough, you, you have suspected me before, when did you start?"

"Doubt? I have never doubted you, otherwise, I would not have allowed you to kill Bing Si."

With another slap, Wu Meng lay down directly on the ground, the fire poison spread wildly in his body, and the pain made Wu Meng's face extremely grim.

Sikong Yi stepped on Wu Meng's chest: "Answer me, why?!"

Just when Sikong Yi suppressed his anger and questioned Wu Meng, several sword lights came from behind, and with several clangs, Sikong Yi's arm was scratched with several wounds:

"Fellow Daoist Shen, I thought we had reached a consensus just now, a temporary truce, and you're sneaking up on me now, isn't it in line with your righteous way?"

When Sikong Yi and Shen Fan's eyes met just now, Shen Fan realized that Sikong Yi was not as stupid as he imagined, he must have discovered something, the previous fight between the two was more like a show than a fight.

Of course, it is not ruled out that this is a drama directed and acted by Sikong Yi himself, but the possibility is not high. If the third young master of the majestic Demon Sect deals with a little Golden Core cultivator like himself, it would be too embarrassing for him to make such a mess.

And the facts also proved that there was indeed internal strife on the other side. However, it was their own business that the dog on the other side bit the dog, so what did it have to do with Shen Fan?

To treat the enemy, of course, is to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

Not to mention, Shen Fan never said what kind of gentleman he is: "I think our consensus is that you will die."

Sikong Yi sighed, and stepped on Wu Meng's chest with more force: "You heard me, fellow Daoist Shen has been waiting in a hurry, give me an answer, I will give you a happy answer, and you don't want to know how I treat traitors, Yeah?"

Wu Meng knew that he couldn't survive, spit out blood, grinned and said: "It's not for anything, it's just that the young master gave me more benefits, isn't it all demon cultivators who are mercenary? A few fools like Bingsi, Third Young Master, what do you think?"

Sikong Yi didn't say anything, because he knew what Wu Meng said was right, but...

"Wu Meng, I can understand that you betrayed me for profit, but Bingsi has always regarded you as a brother who can be entrusted to his back. You should never kill him."

"Ahem, that idiot Bingsi, even if he doesn't die by my hands, sooner or later he will die by someone else's hands. At least, I made his death less painful, Third Young Master, it seems that I have done a lot for you these years For the sake of things, can't you let me live?"

Sikong Yi smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Of course...not, but I will give you a happy ending."

"That's right, cough cough cough, the last sentence before death, cough cough cough, Sikong Yi, and that little white face, you can all be buried with me together."

Wu Meng's eyes widened suddenly, and just before he lost his breath, he squeezed a token in his hand with all his strength, and a strong light suddenly appeared, the space was torn apart, and the barrier instantly shattered. When the weather calmed down, there was no one in the barrier.