At the same time, the old ghost Hei also tapped a few times around his body to seal several large acupoints, and wrapped them around him with each step. He waved a soft whip vividly, and countless whip shadows densely moved toward Feng Qingzhuang and Yin Zheng.
The two of them shrouded themselves, dragging them back from leaving.
"Damn it, it's this soul-stirring piece again." Feng Qingzhuang had heard it with her own ears. As soon as Bai Wuchang played it, she heard that this piece was exactly the same as "Returning to the Soul" played by Bai Jinxiu.
So knowing how to play must have been taught by the Bai Wuchang in front of me.
"Yin Zheng, you deal with Old Ghost Hei, and I'll deal with Bai Wuchang. You must not let him finish playing this piece, otherwise it will be extremely dangerous for you and me," Feng Qingzhuang ordered calmly.
"Don't worry, Master, my subordinates will try their best to catch Hei Laogui." Yin Zheng responded, exuding a cold and fierce murderous aura. His body floated, and he raised his sword to meet Hei Laogui's long whip.
Both of them are soft weapons. Hei Laogui's long whip is made from the tendons of a century-old black snake soaked in special oil and water. When swung, it looks like a black snake coming out of its hole. Yin Zheng's soft sword is like a swimming dragon.
The weapons collided in mid-air, shooting out little stars. Although the old ghost Hei had deep internal strength, he had no choice but to be poisoned. Although Yin Zheng was not as strong as him, she was a killer but she used ruthless moves and approached the vital points, making it difficult for people to guard against.
For a time, the two were evenly matched, and it was difficult to tell the winner.
But in this compartment, Feng Qingzhuang put aside the little gold in her arms and asked it to find the reinforcements as quickly as possible. She herself took out a delicate dagger from Mo Yin Yunfeng. There was a groove in the middle of the dagger.
Coming for bloodletting, his dark and deep pupils shot out with a cold and intense murderous intent. He swayed and approached Bai Wuchang. The dagger with its cold light flashing aimed at the artery in Bai Wuchang's neck and quickly cut it.
Bai Wuchang's flute never left his mouth. The faint sound of the flute echoed in his ears. The strange figure dodged to the side to avoid Feng Qingzhuang's killing move.
However, Feng Qingzhuang seemed to have already guessed Bai Wuchang's retreat. The attack just now was just a false move to hide from others, and the real killing move was behind it.
Feng Qingzhuang quickly withdrew her dagger halfway through, flipped her wrist, changed its direction, and stabbed Bai Wuchang straight into the chest of Bai Wuchang who had just stood still at lightning speed.
Seeing the dagger stabbing fiercely, Bai Wuchang was unable to react in time. He only had time to move slightly, only to hear the sound of the dagger piercing flesh passing by his ears. Feng Qingzhuang's dagger had already inserted into Yin Hong, two inches away from Bai Wuchang's heart.
The blood gurgled out along the groove on the dagger, dripping on the ground, like a delicate red plum blossom.
The faint sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and Bai Wuchang took a step back, clutching his chest, his eyes stained with bloodshot eyes, looking at Feng Qingzhuang angrily, cold words floating out of his pale thin lips like ice, "Girl, you are the first person in recent years.
A junior who hurt me, today I have recorded the debt to Bai Wuchang, and I will pay him back twice as much in the future."
After saying that, Bai Wuchang moved his fingers slightly, and dozens of hidden weapons shot out with a cold light, forcing Feng Qingzhuang back, who was approaching again.
"Old ghost, hurry up and get rid of that girl, let's go" Bai Wuchang shouted to the old black ghost who was fighting Yin Zheng.
"Know it"
Seeing that Bai Wuchang was injured, the old ghost Hei also knew that he could not fight for a long time. The long whip in his hand shook, and his moves changed like a dehydrated dragon, with fierce murderous intent and headed straight towards Yin Zheng. Seeing that Yin Zheng couldn't resist, Feng Qingzhuang looked ghostly.
His body swayed, and all the spiritual energy in his body was concentrated in his palms. He unleashed a powerful palm force and attacked Hei Lao Gui from behind.
"Old ghost, be careful," Bai Wuchang reminded anxiously.
Hei Laogui was not an ordinary person. He had already noticed the attack of the palm force. In order to prevent himself from being poisoned and further injured, he had to give up dealing with Yin Zheng. As a last resort, he gathered his inner strength and turned around to give Feng Qingzhuang a tough blow.
In an instant, the surrounding air was slightly distorted, and Feng Qingzhuang and Hei Laogui each stepped back a few feet.
The old black ghost was injured by the poison, and the blood in his chest was churning violently, and traces of bright red kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth.
"Young girl, you are quite capable and you can fight with my Hei Lao Gui in a head-to-head blow, but your face doesn't change." Hei Lao Gui was secretly surprised and said.
"I will spare your life today. Go back and tell Bai Jinxiu that if you dare to attack me again without Wu Jingyu's help next time, I, Feng Qingzhuang, will definitely kill her with my own hands, so get out of here." Feng Qingzhuang's face was as usual, calm, indifferent, and cold.
There was no emotion or anger in his voice, he shouted coldly
However, only she knew that her internal injuries at this moment were no worse than the trembling hands in Hei Lao Gui's sleeves that she clenched tightly, forcing herself to suppress herself from falling. After she said these words, the blood surged in her chest.
It surged up sharply, her throat felt sweet, and the blood that surged up was swallowed by her again.
Hei Laogui and Bai Wuchang knew in their hearts that it was impossible to kill Feng Qingzhuang today. As for getting the antidote, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky. The two of them floated and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing the two figures, one black and one white, floating far away, Feng Qingzhuang finally couldn't help it, and with a "pop" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Master" Yin Zheng exclaimed, her beautiful face turned pale with fright, and she quickly walked over to help Feng Qingzhuang, who was about to fall down.
At this moment, Yin Zheng felt extremely sad. If she hadn't been useless, the master wouldn't have slapped the black old ghost in order to save her and suffered such serious injuries.
"Find a quiet place, I want to meditate to heal my wounds." Feng Qingzhuang leaned all her weight on Yin Zheng and spat out these words with great effort.
"My subordinates know." Yin Zheng looked ashamed and struggled to help Feng Qingzhuang find a quiet place.
"Master, this place is remote and uninhabited. It looks like a cold palace. You can meditate here peacefully to heal your injuries. I will guard you outside."
Glancing around, Yin Zheng said with certainty. She used her sleeves to sweep away the dust on the bed, helped Feng Qingzhuang sit on the bed, and then respectfully withdrew.
Feng Qingzhuang sat cross-legged on the bed, and took out a top-quality elixir for treating internal injuries from Mo Yin Yunfeng. The entrance was polarized, and a cool liquid slid down her throat into her body, relieving the sharp pain like needles in her chest.
Half an hour later, Feng Qingzhuang ran the healing method in "Feng Yuan Shen Jue" in her body for a week. White smoke curled up from the top of her head, and the severe pain in her chest turned into a slight pain, but she could not heal in a short period of time.
Use forceful movement and use force with others
"Yinzheng, come in" Feng Qingzhuang shouted towards the door.
"Master, how are you? It's all your fault for being useless. I've caused trouble for you, please punish me." As soon as Yin Zheng came in, he knelt down on one knee and asked for punishment.