When Yan Bei saw the shrew rushing up with a club, he could only withdraw and step aside. There was a bit of timidity in his eyes, as if he was timid towards the shrew, but there was still a hint of timidity on his face.
A playful and ambiguous expression. He looked at Yu Zhanzi as if he were looking at a poor creature, with an expression of gloating about his misfortune.
"Bang bang bang" After a few dull sounds, Yu Zhanzi's aura like a penetrating rainbow immediately dissipated, and the blue billowing sword intent instantly disintegrated like annihilation, while the fierce woman's aura was like thunder falling to the ground.
The mallet in his hand is like a peerless magic weapon. Wherever it passes, the energy spreads out like ripples. The energy emitted by the mallet tears apart the turbulent sword intent, sweeping across like broken bamboo.
And go.
Yu Zhanzi's face turned extremely green. He didn't expect that it would take less than a breath from the appearance of the shrew to the time it swept through all the layers of sword intent on him. He also didn't expect that the shrew was so powerful. The mallet was wielded by the shrew.
The crushing heavy pressure surged on his sword intent, causing all the sword intent aroused by his long sword to be broken. Moreover, he seemed to be affected by the heavy pressure aura, making his movements involuntarily.
A lag.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang", the mallet in the hands of the shrew kept hitting the sword in Yu Zhanzi's hand, causing several crisp metal impacts. That seemingly ordinary mallet could compete with the top ten famous swords of Cangqiongmen.
One of the Biyuan hit each other without being damaged, but he didn't know what material it was made of. Yu Zhanzi's aura was completely weakened. He raised the sword in his hand and kept retreating. He retreated with every impact.
step.
"You old bastard, let's see how I break your broken sword." The fierce woman hit Yu Zhanzi with the mallet in her hand. The mallet in her hand seemed to contain a general trend, the mallet in her hand seemed to contain a general trend.
With one swing, the space in all directions was locked, and the mallet hit the sword in Yu Zhanzi's hand with incomparable precision. The shrew did not have any gorgeous and complicated moves, and the move of raising the mallet to hit it was very ordinary.
, but every move she makes reveals a natural momentum, which contains the supreme will of martial arts.
Yu Zhanzi kept backing up, his old face turned the color of pig liver, and a mouthful of blood almost spattered out. The Biyuan sword in his hand even let out an unbearable groan of pain, even though the sword was shining brightly.
The shot was like light, but the steps under Yu Zhanzi's feet had already begun to mess up, and the fierce woman who kept pounding her was chasing after her. The majestic force came like a majestic force, and a storm-like offensive continued for a long time.
Endless.
"Who are you, your master, and why do you care about my Cang Qiong Sect's affairs?" Yu Zhanzi finally found a chance to breathe and asked unwillingly. But the fierce woman remained silent, and danced wildly with the mallet in her hand.
The surging energy surged like a storm and struck again and again before the fierce woman stopped her hand. "Old bastard, you don't care who I am. If you dare to run wild in Huangquan Town, I have to take care of it. Cang Qiong Gate.
That's great, don't you think, the world belongs to your Cang Qiong Sect." The fierce woman glared angrily and shouted arrogantly.
Finally getting a breather, Yu Zhanzi gasped for air. He stared at the shrew fiercely, and the right hand holding the sword couldn't help trembling. The dozens of impacts just now were a huge impact.
His right arm was numb from the impact, and the aura in his body was even more chaotic. He had never encountered such a fighting method. It was simply out of order, but it just restrained his sword intention.
"Madman, you crazy woman." Yu Zhanzi shouted almost in a roaring voice. Waves of numbness came from his right arm, and his heart was filled with lingering fear. "It doesn't matter that I'm a madman. She's better than an old bastard like you."
It's ten thousand times better. Don't think that I don't know what your plan is for Cang Qiong Sect. Are you able to influence Huangquan Town? You are doing this under the guise of marriage, secretly." The shrew's eyes widened.
He raised the stick in his hand and said disdainfully.
"You..." Yu Zhanzi was so angry that he couldn't speak. Due to the arrival of the shrew, all his plans were shattered. He had no chance of winning against the shrew. "Why, could it be that
You still want to fight, if you don't want to fight, take your people and get out of here." The fierce woman raised the mallet in her hand and said fiercely.
Although unwilling, he had to accept the reality. Yu Zhanzi stared at the shrew with resentful eyes for a while, "Let's retreat." He shouted to the Yin brothers. After saying that, he led the Cangqiong Sect disciples towards the dark
Gone in the night. A strange and eerie battle ended with the arrival of the shrew. The tone of the bell in Yin Da's hand changed, and the eight corpses jumped back behind the Yin brothers.
"People of the Corpse Refining Clan, you can leave too." The shrewish woman's eyes narrowed, and she finally said to the Yin brothers. She watched the three Yin brothers with endless terrifying death aura disappearing with eight corpses.
In the darkness of the night, Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, but the fortune-telling Taoist priest did not choose to run away because of the arrival of the shrew. He just looked at the shrew with an indifferent smile.
.
"What are you looking at, Nangong Ruochen, if you dare to look at me again, I will dig out your eyes." Seeing that the fortune teller kept looking at her, the shrewish woman couldn't help but said angrily. Then she raised her hand.
The Taoist priest seemed to be unhappy and wanted to punish him severely. The Taoist priest couldn't help but shrink his neck, "Haha" and then let out a sly laugh.
But Ye Yinfeng was dumbfounded when he heard the shrew's words. He had naturally heard of the name Nangong Ruochen. And he heard it from Nangong Xianchen. Nangong Ruochen and Nangong Xianchen were brothers and sisters.
When they were two or three years old, a traveling master once took Nangong Ruochen away. Since then, Nangong Ruochen has never returned to Linglong Valley, and Nangong Xianchen's memory of him is only fixed at the time when he was two or three years old.
Ling Tianyun opened his eyes and looked at the Taoist priest curiously. He saw that the Taoist priest was wearing a large Taoist robe that set off his slender body, and his handsome face was embedded with a pair of eyes as bright as stars, but
There are a few strands of long beard around his mouth, which accentuate his actual age. Nangong Ruochen gives people a friendly and casual sense of being out of the world, like a warm spring breeze, this feeling in Ye Ye
This is also reflected in Yin Feng.
"It seems to be your uncle, why don't you come over and say hello." Ling Tianyun whispered to Ye Yinfeng. "If he is Nangong's brother, then who is that woman? She seems to have a close relationship with Nangong Ruochen.
"Ye Yinfeng pondered and replied in a low voice to Ling Tianyun. "I'm talking about your uncle, why are you pulling her?" Ling Tianyun asked in confusion.
"Hey, you two little guys are mumbling something over there, why don't you come over to help." The fierce woman was full of momentum just now, but after Yu Zhanzi and others left, her momentum immediately became sluggish. Ling Tianyun and
Ye Yinfeng and the other two were shocked. They rushed towards the shrewish woman. At the same time, Yan Beihui's expression also changed. He grabbed the shrewd woman before Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng.
He stretched out his hand to explore, and the soft Taiqing Qi in Ye Yinfeng's body was instilled from the palm of his hand. A stream of Qi like a clear spring flowed into the body of the shrew. A cold Qi was detected in the body of the shrew.
It was circulating wantonly, and wherever it went, the cold breath was like a sharp blade, destroying all the true energy in her body. Ye Yinfeng's face condensed, that was Yu Zhanzi's remaining sword intention in the shrew's body, he
Unexpectedly, Yu Zhanzi's sword intent was so powerful that he would crush all the internal organs in the opponent's body with just one breath.
When Nangong Ruochen saw that the shrewd woman was injured, he hurriedly stepped forward to check her injuries, but the shrewd woman gave him a stern look, and he immediately shrank back, and had to stand there as if he was at a loss.
Di Yanbei turned to look at Ye Yinfeng and said, "How is my sister's injury?"
Wrinkling his eyebrows, Ye Yinfeng felt a very strange feeling. Yu Zhanzi's sword intention turned into sharp blades in the shrew's body, and the Taiqing Qi remained in her body like rain and dew.
The devastated true energy slowly recovered, but when the sword intention encountered the true energy instilled by Ye Yinfeng, it ran away wantonly. He could only carefully channel the pure pure energy to the remaining sword intention.
Pounce slowly.
After half a quarter of an hour, the shrew's complexion improved, "It is indeed a Taoist practice. I will come back to you for healing after I suffer. This time, thank you." The shrew stood up.
Said to Ye Yinfeng. Ye Yinfeng retracted his palm and nodded slightly. When his palm touched the shrew's back just now, he felt a very strange feeling, as if the shrew's back was not
Just like a real human body, the true energy seems to be separated by an inexplicable layer before entering the opponent's body.
"Okay, I'm fine. That old bastard is really sinister. Cangqiongmen is also a Taoist technique, but why is the gap so big?" The shrewish woman said to herself. Ling Tianyun looked at the shrewd woman as if she was alive.
The dragon-like tiger couldn't help but shrink his neck. He had seen the strength of that fierce woman with his own eyes. Thinking of the scene of her teasing him in the inn, he couldn't help but pray secretly in his heart.
Just as Ye Yinfeng was healing the fierce woman, dozens of people emerged from the town, with simple and honest faces showing worried expressions. Looking at the dress of this group of people, their clothes were simple and simple.
There was no aura fluctuation on them, so they must be locals of Huangquan Town. The reason why this group of people appeared at this moment was probably because they were arranged to evacuate Huangquan Town. Now that it is safe, this group of people returned to Huangquan Town.
"Let's just find a house that hasn't been destroyed and spend the night tonight. The town will be very busy tomorrow." The fierce woman waved her hand and said like a general. Ye Yinfeng looked at the people on both sides of the street.
He couldn't help but feel melancholy about the destroyed houses. There was a land of right and wrong everywhere. Even in the wilderness of the Southern Barbarians, there were endless disputes. There was no real paradise in the world.
Several bones with a lustrous luster were carried away by the villagers, and the entire Huangquan town returned to a lonely tranquility. Ye Yinfeng kept thinking, if the Yin brothers just now were not the real corpse chasers, then what real
He also wanted to see what the corpse chasers were like.
"Real corpse chasers will not wrap these corpses tightly. The corpses are all covered with white cloth. Have you ever seen anyone wrapping the corpses in black cloth? The methods of controlling dead corpses are similar.
, but there can't be only three people driving the corpse, and there are some complicated rituals. Who controls the corpse, who attracts the soul, and of course someone has to move the corpse. Do you think it's as simple as just these three people?" That shrew Bai Bai.
Ye Yinfeng took a look and explained.
"Sister, will the corpse chasers really pass by here?" Ling Tianyun scratched his head and asked curiously. "This is the end point for the corpse chasers. Huangquan Town and Yin Yang Cave are both the destinations for the corpse chasers. Don't come here.
Where are you coming from?" the shrew woman said with a fierce look.
In a house with earthen walls, Ye Yinfeng, Ling Tianyun and others did not feel sleepy at all. Nangong Ruochen and Yan Beihui were both cheerful and outgoing. They introduced the origin of this Huangquan town to Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun.
, and the shrew went back to the room to change her clothes.
"Okay, let me introduce myself, Linglong Valley Swallow Xuanxuan." A sweet voice sounded like an oriole leaving the valley, and Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun looked for the voice. When they saw the owner of the voice in front of them,
He was stunned for a moment like a clay sculpture.