Bao Yuekong's palm was extremely gentle. Xue Poye stuck to the front of the mourning hall, seemingly unable to avoid it. It was only when Bao Yuekong's palms were about to hit Xue Poye's body that Bao Yuekong appeared. Even though he had already

It became inevitable to avoid it, but Xue Poye still avoided it.

Xue Poye's body was like a loach, sliding on the spot and ducking under the spiritual altar.

The spiritual altar was filled with spiritual tablets, but there was nothing underneath. Under the cover of the yellow curtain, Xue Poye got in. Bao Yuekong was a little surprised at this moment. He didn't expect that Xue Poye could stoop down under the spiritual altar.

Down.

The fighting below the tower has become increasingly fierce, and the battle situation below is obviously at a stalemate.

Bao Yuekong did not hold back. Seeing Xue Poye sneak under the spiritual altar, his old face showed a gloomy look, and he hit him again with Ling Lie's rotten cold energy with his right palm.

He has been repairing the tower for ten years and is extremely familiar with it. He knows every brick and stone in every corner, every table and chair in the house, and even the distance between each space.

Of course he knew that the place under the spiritual altar was extremely small and narrow, and there was a wall behind it, so there was no place to hide, so he tried his best with this palm, thinking to himself, even if Xue Poye's body skills were stronger,

Ghosts, in this unavoidable place, may also be on the road to death.

Bao Yuekong even felt that young people are young people. Xue Poye hid in a hurry and got under the altar in a hurry. This was really a stupid choice.

"puff"!

With a soft sound, Bao Yuekong immediately felt that his palms were spicy, and a strange feeling penetrated from his palms straight into his heart. Every cell in his body could not help but shiver at this moment.

He reacted very quickly, knowing that he had fallen into a trap, so he retracted his right palm. At the same time, he saw a blur in front of his eyes, and a shadow rolled out from under the spiritual altar.

Bao Yuekong was filled with rage, and was about to strike with a palm, but before he could take action, he felt his ankle was cold, and his whole right leg suddenly lost all strength, and he knelt down.

All this happened in an instant. When Xue Poye took advantage of him to take advantage of his palm, he secretly stabbed out the cold blade. The cold blade immediately pierced Bao Yuekong's palm. Seizing this opportunity, he rolled out of the spiritual altar.

At the critical moment, Bao Yuekong's ankle meridians were cut off with a cold blade, causing Bao Yuekong to fall to his knees.

The dangers involved in all this lightning and flint are indescribable. If Bao Yuekong hadn't been careless and despised Xue Poye, Xue Poye would never have succeeded.

Xue Poye held the cold blade and hid behind a chair. Looking at Bao Yuekong who was paralyzed on the ground, his heart was pounding and his breathing was even more rapid.

Although he has gone through a lot of dangers, only he knows that today's dangers are truly unparalleled. He was able to stab Bao Yuekong through deception, but luck played a huge part.

Bao Yuekong sat paralyzed on the ground, blood dripping from his ankles, and a stream of smelly black blood flowed out of his stabbed palm.

The old man became older, with a look of loneliness on his face. He just stared blankly at his bleeding palms, and then said for a long time: "I am old after all."

Xue Poye calmed his mind and stared coldly at Bao Yuekong, not daring to slack off at all.

Since Bao Yuekong was the former leader of the execution hall, he had gone through many battles, and he must have been proficient in the tricks of the enemy. He seemed very calm at this time, but there was no guarantee that this was a trick. If he was not careful, he would be killed.

Started again.

Xue Poye still had lingering fears about Bao Yuekong's speed.

"You are very wise." Bao Yuekong looked at Xue Poye and said slowly: "It's just...hehe, it's a pity...!"

Xue Poye said calmly: "What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that you are Yang Yao's tool." Bao Yuekong chuckled, letting the blood on his palms and ankles flow out, with a hint of sigh in his expression: "Master Xue, you are a smart person, even if you don't

There is no need to follow Yang Yao if you go to Leng Yanyun. The old man has lived for such a long time and he no longer cares about life and death. However, I would like to advise you that following Yang Yao will lead to no good rewards!"

Xue Poye was wary in his heart, but said calmly: "At this time, do you still want to sow discord?"

At this moment, Pan Silang's cry was heard from outside: "Helmsman, be careful, they are going to set fire to the tower, let's get out of the tower quickly!"

Xue Poye was startled when he heard the words. He slowly moved to the window and looked down. He saw that there was a raging fire around the bottom of the Hongyan Tower. In the light of the fire, figures were shaking, and they were splashing something on the wall of the tower.

thing.

Those things appear to be flammable substances.

"You guys leave quickly!" Xue Poye replied in a deep voice.

Pan Silang's voice came: "Captain, this time the deputy master of the execution hall, Lan Muyan, is taking the lead. The people who came are all top-notch masters. I'm afraid we won't be able to get out."

Xue Poye frowned.

Of course he knows that although the three masters of the three halls are not bad in martial arts, they are only between the four and five paths in the ranks of warriors. The enemies attacking tonight are all the elites of Zhan Xing Second Hall, even if they fight alone, they will not be seen.

It is necessary to be able to stop the three hall masters, but with the large number of people, the three hall masters are absolutely unable to resist.

Although Pan Silang's martial arts is not bad, his ability is mainly reflected in assassination, which is a kind of unexpected coldness. This kind of head-on fighting is not his strong point. At the stairs, he was attacked by two enemies. The form was already

Precarious.

Qian Hong and Green Lady's bodies were covered with blood, both the enemy's blood and their own blood. Qian Hong's broken arm had been stabbed twice on the shoulder, his clothes were torn, and his flesh and blood were blurred. Green Lady's left leg was also injured.

A big gash was opened, and a scar was opened on the white, tender and plump thigh.

Qian Hong said in a deep voice: "They set fire to the tower, let's protect the helmsman and leave quickly."

They had been forced back from the second floor to the fourth floor by the enemy. From the window, they could see the flames rising into the sky. They knew that the enemy planned to set fire to the tower and burn everyone inside alive.

Around the tower, more than a dozen masters were waiting. As soon as a few people from the Hangzhou branch jumped to avoid the fire, they immediately surrounded them. With the methods of these people, as long as they could form a siege to the four Hangzhou commanders, the four Hangzhou commanders would be defeated.

It is difficult to fly even with wings.

Under the tower, the leading man in black was already looking up at the top of the tower. He had his hands behind his back and his eyes were hazy and cold.

"Deputy Hall Master Lan, the fire is too strong. Do you want the brothers who entered the tower to evacuate first?" A man in black asked respectfully.

Lan Muyan just looked up at the top of the tower coldly and did not answer. After a long time, he said calmly: "I often heard that if a rabbit is cornered, it can bite a tiger. Is this true or false?"

The men in black were stunned and didn't understand what Lan Muyan meant.

"The people in the Hangzhou branch now probably know that Bao Yuekong is the one who betrayed them. I think under such circumstances, the people in the Hangzhou branch will not let Bao Yuekong go." Lan Muyan said thoughtfully.

typical.

"Vice Hall Master Lan, Bao Yuekong's martial arts has recovered a lot. How can those few people at the Hangzhou branch have the ability to deal with him?" the man in black said slowly.

Lan Muyan said calmly: "If Bao Yuekong is a tiger, then now he can only be a sick tiger. He took a shortcut and practiced the Eight Desolate Rotting Qi Palm. This extremely cold martial art is very powerful, but for

The harm he suffered himself has far-reaching consequences. What’s more, ten years of pain have turned Bao Yuekong into an insensitive old man. He is no longer the majestic and powerful leader of the torture hall." After a pause, he continued.

: "These people in the Hangzhou branch, after all, include the guardian boy. Compared with the hall masters in other branches, their kung fu is much better."

The man in black nodded and said: "The twelve guardian boys were carefully trained by Yang Yao, and they are loyal to Yang Yao. Regardless of whether Yang Yao is loyal or traitorous, I think they will never betray Yang Yao, and Hangzhou Branch Helm

, and it is also the most difficult to conquer among all the helms."

"So they can only die." Lan Muyan said slowly: "But I hope they can get rid of Bao Yuekong for us before they die."

"Get rid of Bao Yuekong?" The men in black were a little surprised: "Deputy Hall Master Lan, he...isn't he one of our own?"

Lan Muyan shook his head and said in a cold voice: "Ten years ago, Bao Yuekong created the myth of the Xingtang and revived the reputation of the originally fragmented Xingtang. Such a person will always be a legend of the Xingtang. If he really returns

Xingtang, do you think he will be willing to give in? Bao Yuekong has many followers in Xingtang. When Yang Yao didn't kill Bao Yuekong, he was considering that the people in Xingtang were dissatisfied and feared that he would not be able to control him, so he kept Bao Yuekong.

A life."

The subordinate in black whispered: "Vice Hall Master Lan, now Hall Master Sima is in charge of the execution hall, and Bao Yuekong's original subordinates are now very few. Even if Bao Yuekong returns to the punishment hall, he will not be able to cause any trouble?"

"

Lan Muyan shook his head and said: "It's good that there are not many left, but you have to know that Hall Master Sima worked hard to renovate the execution hall and changed the manpower, but these few people still stayed there unmoving.

In the execution hall, their abilities are certainly not small. These people were Bao Yuekong's best friends at the beginning, and they are deeply rooted in the punishment hall. Even the leader of Sima Hall will not touch them easily. If Bao Yuekong returns to the punishment hall and joins forces with these people,

I'm afraid there will be trouble in our execution hall."

The black-clothed subordinate sighed: "Hall Master Leng and Hall Master Sima have both confessed that Qinglianzhao's top priority is peace, and any hint of causing trouble will be killed."

Lan Muyan showed a faint smile and said: "You remember well, so Bao Yuekong has no choice but to die. But since Hall Master Leng has promised him to wash away his grievances, then his grievances will definitely be washed away." He thought for a moment,

He sighed: "Actually, Bao Yue has survived until now and endured all the hardships just to clear his innocence. Now that Hall Master Leng has promised him, he has no worries, and there is no difference between life and death."

The black-clothed subordinates were shocked and said, "Do you mean, Deputy Hall Master Lan, that Bao Yuekong wants to die?"

Lan Muyan looked at the top of the tower with the firelight, and said calmly: "Yes!" He waved his hand and ordered: "Let the brothers withdraw first and let the brothers prepare. Once someone from the Hangzhou branch comes out of the tower, they will be killed immediately.

kill."

The subordinate in black said respectfully: "Yes!" He said in a deep voice: "Order, let the brothers come out of the tower."

A man in black next to him immediately opened his mask, took out a flute-like object from his arms, put it in his mouth and blew it, making several piercing screams, which was naturally a signal to retreat.

The top floor of Hongyan Pagoda.

Bao Yuekong leaned weakly against the corner of the table of the altar, sitting there quietly. The clothes on his body were stained red with blood, and there were even blood stains on the ground. The sudden appearance of so much blood in this clean mourning hall made it even more strange.

Xue Poye never let down his guard. He just looked at the haggard look on Bao Yuekong's face and seemed to have no intention of fighting anymore. He was a little surprised when he saw that he didn't care about the bleeding in his body.

Even though Bao Yuekong was once the famous master of Qinglian Zhaoxing Hall, today, he is just a dying old man with a weak constitution. If the blood continues to flow like this, Bao Yuekong will definitely die of excessive bleeding.

.

Especially the injury to the ankle, where the hamstring has been severed, and the blood flowing out is like a water pipe, draining the blood from the human body directly to the outside.

"Master Xue, I want to ask you a question, is it okay?" Bao Yuekong's face gradually turned pale, his lips were a little blue, but he looked at Xue Poye with a strange smile on his face.

Xue Poye frowned, was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "You ask, if you can answer I will answer, if not... then I can only express regret."

Bao Yuekong nodded slightly and asked, "Who is Master Xue Duo's apprentice?"

"Master?" Xue Poye was stunned, shook his head, and said: "Are you asking about my martial arts master? I don't have a master."
To be continued...