The night is getting darker and the rain is still falling.
Qi Xuansu and Zhang Yuelu woke up at the same time.
Both of them had very good ears, and they could only hear the sound of very slight footsteps, and in the blink of an eye they were outside the ancient temple.
Qi Xuansu's heart trembled: "The person who came here is evil. Could it be that the people from the Lingshan Witch Cult came to take revenge?"
Zhang Yuelu put his voice into a line and said: "Tianyuan, don't say anything for now."
Qi Xuansu nodded.
The two of them stood up slowly. Zhang Yuelu had already taken out the "Photographic Paper", while Qi Xuansu held down the "Qingyuan" on his waist.
After a while, an old voice was heard calling outside the door: "Is Vice Hall Master Zhang of Tiangang Hall in the temple? We have something to ask, and I would like to ask Vice Hall Master Zhang to show up."
Zhang Yuelu's expression changed slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Qi Xuansu said first, "Which friend is visiting us on the night of the twelfth lunar month?"
The next moment, the door of the ancient temple collapsed, revealing the scene outside. Seven people were seen lined up outside the temple, holding kerosene lamps from the Western Continent in their hands, fearless of the wind and rain.
After this group of people pushed down the palace door, they simultaneously used the kerosene lamps in their hands to shine a light on Qi Xuansu's face, which was inevitably dazzling.
It's extremely unreasonable, but they are hidden in the darkness behind the lights, making it difficult to see their faces. Just by looking at them, they already appear to be full of hostility.
The leader's voice was old: "Master Zhang, please come out."
The others also spoke one after another: "Master Zhang, please come out."
The voices of these people spread far away from the wilderness, causing the dust on the beams of the ruined temple to fall rustlingly, and even the tiles rattled slightly. It was obvious that everyone was of high cultivation.
Zhang Yuelu slowly took a step forward and asked directly: "Who are you and what do you want from me?"
Zhang Yuelu's voice was not loud, but among the seven people's voices, no one could not hear her clearly. She spoke in an understatement, which was no different from her usual conversation. Compared with the seven people who deliberately spoke loudly, she seemed much louder.
Naturally, it can be seen that Zhang Yuelu's cultivation level is even better.
At this moment, someone else shined a kerosene lamp on Zhang Yuelu's face, took out a portrait for comparison, and said loudly: "Yes, it's Zhang Yuelu."
Zhang Yuelu immediately understood that these people were coming for him, and he had many enemies. However, he used to stay in Yujing, his ancestral home, and occasionally left Yujing, either with a large number of people accompanying him, or with other experts, or directly by flying boat.
, these people had no idea what to do, and this time they decided to go home by land, which gave them an opportunity.
Zhang Yuelu also knew that he was careless. It would be fine if he was alone. The key is that he also dragged Qi Xuansu down.
Zhang Yuelu felt deeply guilty and used sound transmission to align herself
Xuan Su said: "Tianyuan, leave these people to me. You can find an opportunity to leave this place."
She was afraid that Qi Xuansu would not leave because of her face, so she added specifically: "Just get away, don't worry about me, I have my own way to save my life and escape."
Hearing this, Qi Xuansu felt a familiar feeling in his heart.
He seemed to have seen this scene before somewhere.
Soon, he remembered that this was indeed not the first time he had experienced such a scene.
The last time was when he and his master returned to Yujing.
In the same siege, the master also asked him to run away first.
To this day, Master's thunderous roar still seems to be echoing in his ears.
That time, he was so frightened that he subconsciously followed his master's instructions and ran away. However, in the end, he did not escape someone else's butcher knife and was stabbed to the core.
Will he run away this time? Will Zhang Yuelu be left alone?
Qi Xuansu only felt a tightness in his chest, as if a breath was pressing there, and his heart began to ache again.
For no reason, he wanted to roar loudly and vent the anger in his chest and heart.
However, Qiniang once taught Qi Xuansu that the more thunder in your chest, the more your face will be as flat as a lake.
So Qi Xuansu suppressed his impulse and just shook his head firmly.
Zhang Yuelu was angry in her heart. She didn't expect that Qi Xuansu, who was usually very obedient, would act foolishly at the critical moment. However, she felt a bit of unspeakable joy. In any case, Qi Xuansu did not abandon her. We shared hardships, life and death together. This was about
That counts as acquaintances, right?
The seven people threw the kerosene lamps in their hands in different directions, fell to the ground, and hung on the beams, just enough to completely illuminate the ruined temple.
At this time, we can also clearly see the costumes of the seven people. Their faces are all covered with masks. They are not facial scarves or eye masks, but they directly wear a black cloth cover, and then dig out two holes, revealing only a pair of eyes and the rest of the ears.
, the nose and mouth are not exposed at all. This is the way to dress up in the world. Either directly change the face like Xie Qiuniang does, or directly cover it all. As for the blindfold and veil, it makes people feel that the appearance is still covered.
Secondly, the key is that temptation means more.
The leader said deliberately: "What a pair of fateful mandarin ducks, but they can fly separately even if no disaster strikes."
Another person added: "It's good, I have a companion on the road to Huangquan, so I won't be alone."
The third person laughed strangely and said: "It's touching, but it's a pity."
Zhang Yuelu's face was expressionless, purple energy flashed in his eyes, identifying the inheritance of the seven people, and at the same time informed Qi Xuansu through sound transmission.
Qi Xuansu secretly considered the advantages and disadvantages between the enemy and ourselves in the bottom of his heart.
The inheritance of Confucianism rarely spreads outside the world, and the inheritance of Jianghu people mostly comes from Taoism and Buddhism, with Taoism being the main source.
Among the seven people in front of him, there was an alchemist. Although his true appearance could not be seen clearly, his hands exposed outside his robe were as white as the hands of a dead man. His exposed eyes were vaguely sunken in the eye sockets, and his eyes were deep and dark, looking eerie and terrifying.
In terms of appearance, this is a state of excessive Yin Qi. From this, it can be concluded that this person should be proficient in various heretical techniques. He can often surprise people and make them difficult to guard against. If he uses the talisman weapon again, the threat may not be the greatest, but it can be done when he is unable to get close.
The physical condition is often difficult to deal with.
The leader is a Qi Refiner. According to common sense, the Exalted Immortal is known as the first inheritance of the Taoist sect, and the Qi Refiner is the second inheritance. If the strength of Wu Zhu's combat power is closely related to the amount of incense and wish, then
The combat power of a Qi Refiner is closely related to the amount of Taiping Money. If a Qi Refiner in the innate stage has a flying sword of excellent quality, it can display extremely terrifying killing power.
However, most flying swords in excellent condition are expensive and cannot be afforded by ordinary people. Unless there is another chance, many martial arts practitioners have no hope of owning a top-quality flying sword in this life.
The remaining five people are warriors, monks, and lay people respectively. There are no witches and monks.
These seven people also seemed to know that Zhang Yuelu was not to be trifled with. Seeing that Zhang Yuelu was unmoved by their words, after looking at each other, another person said: "Brother, I saw that Master Zhang was going to kill him directly."
Isn’t it a pity? Why don’t we have some fun first to avoid wasting it?”
Then he said to Qi Xuansu: "You haven't seen Master Zhang's body yet, have you? Thanks to us, we will open your eyes today!"
Another person said: "This is a good idea. I think these two little mandarin ducks are still fledglings and have never experienced human affairs. I just want my brothers to teach them."
These people were determined to make Zhang Yuelu angry. If Zhang Yuelu lost his composure, their chances of winning would increase by 10%.
Qi Xuansu clearly sensed that Zhang Yuelu showed a rather rare killing intent in an instant.
Zhang Yuelu turned his eyes to the two people who spoke, and said slowly: "I probably won't be able to escape today, but it's not difficult to leave a few people to accompany me on the road. Since you two like to talk and sing together, then I decided
You two, save me the boring journey to hell."
The expressions on the two people's faces fell down under their masks, and they looked very unsightly.
If Zhang Yuelu really had the idea of death together from the beginning and made up his mind to take away a few people, then it is really impossible for the seven of him to escape unscathed.
Qi Xuansu's eyes quickly swept over the two people.
A warrior and a monk.
The bhikkhu is a tall man eight feet tall. He wears black armor and is extremely tall, as if he is a high wall. And through the gaps in the black armor, you can vaguely see a faint golden color on his skin. He should have specially practiced Buddhist skills.
Fa, I don’t know if he is a disciple of Buddhism.
I just don’t know what the black armor on this bhikkhu is, but it’s unlikely to be a treasure. It’s a blessing for an ordinary innate person to have a spiritual object. Treasures are rare after all.
The warrior is a thin man, with no appearance and no leaks. This is also the norm for warriors. They spend their peacetime money on various food and medicinal materials. They don't care much about the things outside their body. In other words, their body is the best weapon.
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At this moment, the leading qigong master shouted: "Take care of that pretty boy first."
The monk gritted his teeth and rushed towards Qi Xuansu first.
This bhikkhu was already very tall, and after putting on armor, he became even more majestic. Now he was striding forward, as if he were being pressed down by a hill, and was unstoppable.
Wu Fu followed closely behind.
When Qi Xuansu faced the monk, he had no intention of avoiding him and took the initiative to meet him.
Bhikkhu's punch fell heavily, and when it met Qi Xuansu's palm, there was no sound of bones breaking, but the sound of gold and stone colliding.
The monk was startled.
Could this person be a martial artist in the stage of returning to his true form?
At the moment when the monk lost his mind, Qi Xuansu had already pulled out the "Dragon Hand Gun" and fired directly.
At such a close distance, the fire cannon was extremely powerful. The armor on the bhikkhu's body shattered directly, and he staggered back. Blood flowed from his chest and he had lost his fighting power.
The martial artist who was following the monk rushed to Qi Xuansu and punched like the wind. Each punch hit Qi Xuansu where he must save him. At the same time, he kept changing his position. He was dazzled. In just a moment, he had already punched more than a hundred times.
However, Qi Xuansu had already expected it. He swept back and not only avoided Wu Fu's fist, but also stretched out his hand to touch his waist and raised his hand.
A cold light flashed.
The martial artist felt a chill on his face, and then a burning pain in his neck.
The martial artist stretched out his hand and wiped it on his neck, and his eyes were filled with blood.