The villain has a white moonlight

Donggong Shenyue returned to her seat, the golden fan was lightly tapped in the palm of her hand, she was thoughtful, but her smile was not there.

"Uncle Eleven, what happened?" Dong Gongfu asked softly.

"Someone died, thirty lives." Donggong Shenyue closed her eyes and said, "Uncle and Xiao Ruoxi took a shortcut up the mountain that few people know about, but halfway there was a pile of corpses blocking the way. Those people died bitterly." It's very bad!"

"How could this be!? Was it Tang's doing again?"

"No." Donggong Shenyue shook her head: "It's not Tang's insidious tactics, but a clean and neat move to kill her, separating her head from her body."

"Did the murderer... use a knife?" Dong Gongfu hesitated.

"No," Donggong Shenyue opened her eyes, "It was Fei Ye who killed them. There were scattered blood leaves at the scene. 30 people were killed instantly."

Dong Gongfu's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

"Currently, the Wang family has found out the identity of the deceased. He is the deputy head of the Liang family in Xunyang and his disciples."

"Mr. Liang, it's actually them."

"How? Xiaofu seems to have dealt with them before?"

"I don't want to deal with these scumbags." Dong Gongfu took out the book and opened it to take a look, "I drove down a group of opera actors who made trouble with rhythm earlier, and according to their testimony, they were hired by the Xunyang Liang family to make trouble. .”

"It seems that people's hearts are really fluctuating recently, and it's a troubled time."

"Well, Ghost City's attack this time is naturally for fear that the world will not be chaotic."

"So, Ji Wuxian should come back, right?" Donggong Shenyue narrowed her eyes and laughed, "How can there be such a character in troubled times?"

"How do people who no longer exist in the world come back?" Dong Gongfu closed the notebook and murmured.

"All kinds of methods, all kinds of wisdom, let alone," Donggong Shenyue spread out her fan, and the golden fan surface had a cold metallic luster, "Xiao Fu, you have doubted it too, the ghost head of the ghost, how could he die so easily?"

"Uncle Eleven, I..."

"Haha, Uncle was just talking casually," Donggong Shenyue folded her fan, still smiling, "It's noon!"

The onlookers also whispered, the dust-seeing mirror will not appear, the ghost market is too disrespectful to the Wang family, it is miserable enough to be a witch who is a running dog of the Tang family, and so on.

Wang Huan's face remained unchanged, his whole body exuded the coldness of frost and moon, he didn't say a word, the golden staff stood on the ground, the cold wind was biting, the sky instantly gathered thick clouds, covering the bright sun, and the rumble of thunder was like a chariot Overwhelmed.

Ji Xinnu raised his head slightly, only to see that amid the turbulent wind and clouds, the sun was pouring down, and the clouds were covered with a circle of gold.

"It's so beautiful!" the girl murmured, a tired smile appeared on her pale face: "It's... great that you didn't come."

A tear fell from the corner of his eye.

If you have never seen the light, how can you be afraid of the dark.

When the first bolt of lightning struck, cheers erupted among the crowd, some people blindfolded, and some turned their backs, but they couldn't bear it.

The pyre under the girl's feet was lit, the flames rose, and the flames were extinguished, with a menacing aura.

Jixinnu bit her pale lips tightly, even though she was in great pain and pain, she laughed out loud

Jixinnu laughed more and more wildly, louder and louder, those people were right, she really deserved to die.

For the things she has done, the sins she has committed, death is really not enough to apologize.

Burn it, if this fire can devour everything, sin, and the little light left in the heart.

Then burn it!

When the second thunderbolt struck her directly, it was a long sword coming with a strong wind, intercepting the thunderbolt halfway.

Jixinnu opened his eyes suddenly, tears finally bursting.

"Chengying Sword!" Everyone in the audience was shocked.

"Huh? It's the sword of Xiao Yan, the Patriarch of the Xiao Clan." Donggong Shenyue also opened her eyes slightly, "But the new owner of this sword is a wolf fire."

Dong Gongfu frowned slightly, the sword was hanging in the air, the bronze sword body with green spikes, simple and elegant in shape, but full of evil spirit.

Cheng Yingjian made another move, but was intercepted by a red shadow that came quickly.

Suzaku bears the shadow, blue and red strike each other, sword lights flicker, sparks scatter, and the sound of gold and stone is endless, disturbing the wind and cloud and the sky and darkness.

It was an unexpected duel between the world's best swordsmen, and everyone was amazed. No one cared about the life and death of the girl on the fire for a while.

Jixinnu was dying, his eyes were blurred with tears but he could see the thick smoke billowing in the room, the person who came by stepping on the light of the fire had a folding fan in Tsing Yi, handsome and handsome, with a clear smile.

"Xiao..." She tried her best to raise her hand, trying to touch the figure she had been chasing for a long time.

"Xiao, Xiao, let's go." After the voice fell, the phantom dissipated, and the man in emerald green clothes with short dyed hair raised his knife and dropped it. The rope that bound the girl loosened and fell to the ground. The wooden cross collapsed, splashing sparks in all directions.

Luo Yafeng embraced the girl and jumped out of the fire, holding the half-moon scimitar behind his back, with a slightly reproachful tone: "Dalihua, you are going to die, you actually went to the Langhua banquet without telling the master!"

Cheng Yingjian stopped fighting, was recalled by his master, and left through the sky.

"No... don't worry about it..." Ji Xinnu smiled dyingly, "He has drawn his sword."

"You are really, oh." Luo Yafeng raised his hand and touched a few acupuncture points of the girl, "Shut up for a while, I will take you back to the city."

Then he smiled and greeted the onlookers: "Friends, everyone!"

"presumptuous!"

"Lawless you still!"

"Bah! Who is your fellow Taoist!"

"Luo Yafeng!" Someone in the crowd said angrily, "You pay back my friend's life!"

"Who is your friend?"

"The stage name is Ah Mao, and the real name is Liang Xiaoqing!"

"Oh, I don't know."

"You!!! Didn't you say that you only tied him up and threw him into the woodshed?! Why did he expose his body to the wilderness, and die in a miserable state!"

"I have too many lives in my hands. I really don't remember about A Mao Liangxiao." Luo Yafeng raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth raised: "Besides, I am a villain. Do you believe what the villain says? Are you stupid? !"

"You! Tang dog who killed a thousand knives!!!" The man was so angry that he didn't bring it up, and passed out.

"Tsk, it's finally quiet," Luo Yafeng turned to Wang Huan with a smile, "Sect Master Wang's generosity, I really admire it."

"The master of the ghost city is not going to show up."

"My lord is quite afraid of Sect Master Wang's strength. After using his sword to find out the truth, he dared not fight in person. So my poor dog leg was sent to spread the word again."

"Keep the mirror or keep your life, choose one." Wang Huan stood in the cold autumn wind with a long sword in his hand, he was dressed in a Chinese robe, his face was cold, and his tone was indifferent.

"Hey, it's said that seeing each other every day is like three autumns, and Sect Master Wang didn't even give him a chance to greet each other..."

After being swept away by the other party's cold stare, Luo Yafeng stopped joking, and said seriously: "Don't worry, Sect Master Wang, I don't have the guts to cut off your beard in your hand, the ghost car bird will come with the dust mirror."

Hearing this, everyone was shocked. The ghost car bird is a man-eating bird spirit. It has black feathers, red pupils and a blood beak. A single wing spread is nine feet long, and its sharp claws are like iron hooks. Birds can swallow a living person with just one beak, but they prefer to eat by ripping open their intestines and tearing their stomachs to bloody flesh. This evil spirit is one of the most ferocious monsters under the Tang family. If it eats a certain number of people, it will Can transform into shape.

"A mere bird spirit, what are you afraid of?" Wang Huan said indifferently.

"As for the monkey, Sect Master Wang hunted and killed an adult ghost car bird alone before reaching the crown, so he is not afraid of it, but this time, it is not one, but," Luo Yafeng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "there is a huge number of monkeys." A group of people!"

Wang Huan's indifferent face turned pale, and some people in the crowd exclaimed: "Look, what is that!"

A large group of ink clouds surged from the sky, fast and violent, as if the black clouds were overwhelming the city and wanted to destroy it.

"The lord has fulfilled his promise and attended the appointment, and the dust-observing mirror has been delivered. Those who can get it, Sect Master Wang should let my Dalihua leave!" People were panicked, but Luo Yafeng was still relaxed.

"Leave." Wang Huan said coldly, holding the scepter tightly and then loosening it again.

"Fellow daoists, what are you still doing in a daze? Run for your life, didn't you hear that Sect Master Wang is also worried about you?!"

As Luo Yafeng said, he picked up Jixinnu and ran away. Before leaving, he still didn't forget to turn his head and wink at Wang Huan: "Sect Master Wang, I'm only optimistic about you. I'll always be your little fan. Come on, come on!"

Because he ran fast, he was naturally not struck by lightning.

Some people followed and fled, and those who remained had no time to take care of those who left.

No one could have predicted that the ghost car bird will appear again.

After the moon attack, the monsters under the Tang clan were either extinct or sealed.

The main force was driven to Shura Dao by Ji Wuxian after the bloodbath of Yunshen. There is the Wailing Wall of Sin blessed by curses and seals thousands of years ago, which is the safest line of defense. The monsters inside should be eternal There is no day to come out again.

However, this group of ghost car birds escaped from Shura Dao, and the messengers from hell vowed to fight back crazily.

The scene was in chaos, because the ghost car birds had been driven to the cliff of no return, the mountain wind was no longer clear, and was soaked in a strong smell of blood. The strange birds flapping their wings and quacking their strange laughter accompanied people's miserable howls for help. If you don't return to the cliff, you will be purgatory in an instant.

Wang Huan closed his eyes, made a decisive formula, pointed his staff at the sky, and then paused heavily. The Garuda spread its wings wildly and made a metallic trill. On the ground where the red Zhangzhang stands, there is a sun-moon rotating wheel where gold and red meet.

"Sovereign, this battle will greatly damage your cultivation, so be careful!" the monk surnamed Gong said nervously.

"It's the Lingyin Formation!" The people who were busy fleeing for their lives were overjoyed and rushed towards the radiant magic circle.

The Lingyin Formation is a magic formation created by the former suzerain Wang Shuo when he surrendered to the Chaoge Tang family. He used the dust-observing mirror to bless the Chizhang stick. Although the Chizhang is not like the Suzaku stick, it has the function of distorting the space and shrinking the ground without limit. , teleporting people to a safe place hundreds of miles away is no problem.

"East Palace," Wang Huan turned slightly sideways, "help me evacuate the crowd."

"It should be, thank you!"

"Well, take care of yourself, too."

"Well," Wang Huan's sword was fierce, and he killed the screaming bird spirit that was approaching for his life, and said: "Wang's disciples, follow me to fight the enemy."

"I will follow the suzerain to exterminate the evil spirits!" the Wang family said without flinching.

However, the unexpected powerful enemy, cruel and invincible and winning by quantity, in the blink of an eye, several people became the belly of the strange bird again.

The angry Suzaku sword became more and more fierce. As the ink feather withered, blood was spilled wildly, and several ghost bird corpses were added to the cliff of no return.

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