Outside Xiaosanfang on Tongyu Street, Great Sage Ren’s men and horses marched with rumbling steps and surrounded them from all directions. All the disciples had fierce expressions on their faces, and the sharp blades in their hands were sharply sharpened.
Bright, braving the cold light.
When Jia Yangming saw a large group of people gathered around him, he didn't even bother to thank Feng Jueyu. He endured his injuries and protected Feng Jueyu and said, "My dear friend, there are too many of them. Please leave quickly."
"Go? Where to go?" Feng Jueyu knew that Jia Yangming had good intentions, but he didn't appreciate it. Instead, he reached out and patted Jia Yangming on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, they won't be able to cause any trouble. Don't worry.
Heal your injuries here and leave the rest to me." Since you have decided to save people, you must have a rescuing attitude.
The relationship between Linfeng Divine Cult and myself is very shallow. We have saved everyone, so why not save the branch?
He patted Jia Yangming on the shoulder, and when the former was stunned, he slowly bypassed the obstruction of the former's body, put his hands behind his back, and walked briskly towards the people of the Holy Demon Castle.
The person was walking in front, and there were practitioners from the Holy Demon Castle everywhere, but Feng Jueyu didn't take it seriously at all. He took two steps and stood still. Across the crowded circle, Feng Jueyu showed his white teeth and said loudly.
: "Who was shouting to arrest someone just now? Where is the person? Come forward and let me have a look."
"Me." Ren Dasheng was annoyed when he heard this. He originally wanted his subordinates to arrest him, but at this time, he couldn't help but walked over on his own initiative.
The crowd immediately split into two and made way for a passage. Great Sage Ren walked through the passage with overwhelming arrogance. Soon he arrived in front of Feng Jueyu, pointed at Feng Jueyu's nose and said: "The person who just spoke is this Saint.
, you ignorant boy, you are going to die today, come here, tie him up." This guy did what he said, and he also did things simply.
What kind of generals and what kind of soldiers? Great Sage Ren seems to be very smart, but in fact he is also an idiot and a loser. He does not even think about it. How can anyone who dares to oppose the Holy Demon Castle in Qionghai Ancient Town not have his subordinates fooled? However, Great Sage Ren did not expect this.
At one point, the followers and subordinates who followed him were all fat-headed idiots. They didn't know what the world was like. After hearing the order, they surrounded Feng Jueyu without even thinking about it.
At that time, the local cultivators in the market were all straight-eyed. Most of the cultivators felt that Feng Jueyu was so brave that he dared to go against the Holy Demon Castle that covered the sky with one hand in Qionghai Ancient Town.
Isn't this looking for death? This handsome young man will definitely pay the price for his recklessness.
It definitely will.
Although they admire Feng Jueyu's behavior of not fearing power, people still feel that Feng Jueyu is too young and does not know the sinister world.
"Great Sage Ren, if you want to come, come to me."
Including Jia Yangming, they were panicked at this time, fearing that Feng Jueyu would be implicated by him and end up in vain, so they rushed forward without thinking and stopped in front of Feng Jueyu.
How could the disciples of Holy Demon Castle listen to his words? When they saw Jia Yangming rushing forward, several disciples stretched out their hands to take someone away.
But at this critical moment, Feng Jueyu, who was standing behind Jia Yangming, smiled slightly. He did not move at all, and a bloody red light lit up on his chest.
This red light appeared extremely suddenly. Standing at the intersection of Tongyu Street, everyone was dazzled by the alluring light produced by this red light and couldn't help but avoid it, including Ren Dasheng's subordinates.
However, when all the monks opened their eyes again, they found that there was a graceful and charming woman wearing red gauze beside Feng Jueyu.
This woman is wearing a blood-red gauze robe that flutters like a fairy. Her hair is the same blood-red vermilion as the dress. She has a pair of bare feet, which are as clean as jade and fat. Her facial features are enough to cause all male monks to secrete male hormones instantly.
excess.
The woman's pointed chin was slightly tilted up, and her big bright eyes were staring blankly ahead. No one could detect the breath of life in this woman, but it gave people the illusion that she was being targeted by a demon.
Jia Yangming was stunned, Dasheng Ren was stunned, and the disciples of the Holy Demon Castle were stunned. Everyone was fascinated by the woman's gorgeous and alluring appearance.
However, this was only the beginning. Next, Dasheng Ren witnessed the woman's terrifying methods with his own eyes.
"Go!" The only person at Tongyu Street who was not fascinated by the woman was Feng Jueyu. Seeing everyone's dumbfounded expressions, he suddenly felt ridiculous and decided not to fool the other party anymore, so he issued an order to stay silent.
As soon as she finished speaking, the charming woman flew out like a gust of wind. Her speed turned into a ray of light. No one could catch her traces. Then people saw a thorny vine covered with barbs.
It appeared at the intersection of the street. It appeared suddenly, as fast as a sharp arrow, and instantly penetrated the head of a disciple of the Holy Demon Castle. Together with the person's soul, it was nailed to himself by thorns and vines.
in the body.
This scene was like the beginning of a nightmare. The man didn't even see clearly how he died, but he paid a bloody price for Yu Zhong's obedience.
However, the soft thorn vine did not let go of its corpse. The vine instantly stretched and crucified another person in an instant.
A terrible thing finally happened, as two disciples of the Holy Demon Castle were strung together and picked up by thorns and vines, so they realized that this was the trick of the handsome young man.
At this time, the disciples of the Holy Demon Castle no longer thought that the woman was amazing and sacred and could not be offended. They all regarded her as their mortal enemy. They shouted loudly, roared, raised and sacrificed the magic weapon in their hands. In an instant,
, hundreds of magic weapons all attacked the thorn vines, and the sharp blades of the swords struck it, making a clanging sound like the jingling of gold and stone.
However, no matter how many magical weapons there were, the thorns and vines did not leave even a single scar. After nailing the third person, another thorns and vines, like poisonous snakes, shot out from behind the crowd, and poof
Puff, kill three people in a row.
The nightmare begins here.
The third root, the fourth root, the fifth root... in a few breaths, around the intersection of Tongyu Street, there were thorns and vines flying and swimming like giant pythons everywhere. They were interspersed among the holy demons.
In the ranks of the disciples of the fort, every breath can take away a life, and those disciples who were killed had their skulls pierced by canes, and they were lifted up high. They couldn't help it, regardless of their physical vitality.
Or the consciousness of the soul, all were wiped out immediately, and the dead could no longer die.
The blood on their bodies was adsorbed by the barbs on the thorn vines, and was flowing continuously into the interior of the vines, making the vines become increasingly dark red and shiny.
Whoosh!
At this moment, the enchanting woman's transformed blood-red light stopped in the center of the street. She was floating in the air, her bare feet only three feet above the ground. Her hands were folded on her lower abdomen, and she could still see her bare feet.
The jade-like palms were smooth, but at this moment the woman's long, fluttering hair turned into long vine branches from the roots, covered with barbs.
It turns out that the thorns and vines were transformed from the woman's long hair.
When people saw this horrifying scene, everyone's hands and feet were cold with fear, because at this time, the hundreds of people brought by Dasheng Ren had all been nailed to death by the thorns and vines transformed into the woman's long flowing hair.
Their corpses were hung on the rattan, and as the rattan swung up and down, it was full of a strange feeling. However, the woman's long hair was connected to the rattan, which made the strange atmosphere on the scene richer.
ten times.
At this time, countless rattans were intertwined and squirming on the ground of Tongyu Street, like thousands of giant pythons as thick as buckets, turning the entrance of Tongyu Street into a snake nest and a python nest, making people's scalp numb when watching.
In the center of the Tongyu Street entrance, there happened to be a blank space specially left by a woman. There, Ren Dasheng braved cold sweat and did not dare to move. There were only five personal followers around him. When they surrounded him,
Four of them peed their pants.
"Great... Great Sage... This is a master, we have hit the iron plate..." A subordinate saw that his companions who had been chatting and laughing with him were all lifted high in the air, beating to the rhythm of the cane,
The heart seemed to be torn by something and was bloody. After saying this, I spit it out in one gulp, and it turned out to be light green gall water.
Terrified.
Ren Dasheng held the gilded boring machine in his hand, and his whole body was trembling like chaff. He looked around at the jealous eyes of everyone around him, and then he realized that he had offended someone he couldn't afford to offend, but he had already been thorned by the thorns.
The canes surrounded him, making it impossible to escape.
Finally, his eyes found the source of the trouble, the seemingly harmless young master Pian Pianjia. For some reason, Dasheng Ren suddenly felt that this man was a hundred times more terrifying than Master Shen Tian.
"You...who are you?" Ren Dasheng was trembling, unable to speak clearly.
But Feng Jueyu once paid attention to him, pursed his lips and smiled. Feng Jueyu looked at Jia Yangming and said, "Are you relieved now?"
Jia Yangming was petrified a long time ago, and he never expected that this kind-hearted young man would turn out to be a master of sophisticated tactics.
"This... benefactor... I..."
"Hey!" Jia Yangming was about to speak, but Dasheng Ren suddenly had the courage to roar and said with a threatening tone: "You kid, I advise you to let us go as soon as possible. My Lord Shentian is on the way to the ancient town, waiting for him
As soon as your old family members arrive, you will all die."
"Lord Shentian?" This was the first time Feng Jueyu heard such a title, but he immediately realized that the person he was talking about might be the Lord of the Holy Demon Castle, and he immediately laughed.
Looking directly at the Great Sage Ren, Feng Jueyu said jokingly: "Really? I really want to see the face of this Lord Shentian. Since he is coming soon, then you just wait for him to come and let him save you.
Come out." After saying that, Feng Jueyu patted Jia Yangming on the shoulder and said, "Let's go to the workshop to have a conversation."
"Ah? Ah... yes..." Jia Yangming simply couldn't figure out the structure of the head of a master like Feng Jueyu, and nodded dumbly.