When adults frighten children, they always say, "If you don't obey, the big monster will come to you!"
When it was Li Sheng's turn to scare Yin Pei, he cut corners and copied the original text: "If you don't come out again, Zhou Fei will go to you."
Zhou Fei didn't know for a while whether Li Sheng wanted to anger Yin Pei or herself. She stared at the back of this gentleman's head and secretly planned: "Bastard, I have to smash his head into a peach."
Zhou Fei thought about it for a while, and temporarily suppressed her anger with Li Sheng's longevity head in her fantasy, and concentrated on doing business. Li Sheng's words were not only to scare Yin Pei, but also for her.
These eighteen mouths speak so neatly and uniformly. If the words hadn’t been correct in advance, then it must have been Yin Pei’s way of controlling these eighteen people. It is very difficult to control them to work with others and cooperate properly. If Yin Pei really has such sensational skills, he must be on the scene now.
That is to say, if Yin Pei is not among the eighteen people, he must be in the battle circle.
But how to judge
Li Sheng really gave her a problem.
Before Zhou Fei could come up with a statute, they had already started.
If a man with an iron mask has ten skills, the average level of these famous families is probably only one-twelfth. And this does not mean that ten besiegers will be able to take down a man in the iron mask, because they may not be able to cooperate with each other, and the besieged will use their strength to make them restrain each other... But this is before Li Sheng shows up. .
Li Sheng was young and had little experience. Li Jinrong had the intention to train him for a few more years, but he never let him officially enter the elder hall of the Forty-eight Village. But in fact, Li Sheng and Lin Hao shared half of the current patrol and defense of the Forty-eight Village. Li Sheng received the true biography of Qimen, and set up a formation to besiege Ding Kui in Yongzhou. After returning, he led the defense of the forty-eight villages and integrated the dark piles. Later, he even cooperated with Zhou Yitang and helped him lead several troops. Reach perfection.
Because of the momentary hesitation, the major sects lost the opportunity and were passively named by Li Sheng. This would have to make this hairy boy go round and round. This rare order and prohibition made them quickly reverse the decline. It was evenly matched with the eighteen men in the iron mask.
The servants of Liujiazhuang kept pouring "running fire" on the ground, and spraying one layer after another, never letting the strange insects on the Iron Masked Man take advantage of it.
Li Sheng is like a tube of chicken blood, causing everyone to suddenly feel that the legendary Iron Masked Demon is not invincible. Now more and more people have joined the battle circle, and it has become a net of heaven and earth.
Mrs. Nishang had a string of violin, covering the neck of an iron-masked man, and at the same time, three or four girls from the feathered class attacked him at the same time, and a Shaolin monk holding a long stick chanted the Buddha's horn, and a stick came to the head. Smashing it down, these five people firmly stuck him in the middle, and the man in the iron mask slapped his palm in an orderly manner, and the strings of Feather Clothing Class were softly sticking to his hand, and at the same time he let out a low voice, the pale white The blood vessels and muscles and bones on the skin looked like terrifying long worms, which burst out suddenly, and ruthlessly pulled Mrs. Nishang down from the string, and smashed the three girls in the feather class with his hand. The chest is hard to receive the stick of the Shaolin monk.
Hearing the sound of "click", the man in the iron mask didn't move at all, and the monk's stick was actually broken!
A sneer appeared on the dry mouth of the Iron Masked Man, and before he was finished, a small knife whose back and hilt were not as thick as the slenderest woman's fingers flashed by, and the blade was accompanied by a scent of rouge. The face man and the warrior monk were close together when they were fighting, and resolutely wiped the neck of the iron face man - everyone didn't see how Mrs. Nishang sent this knife out when she was still standing.
It was the skill of the feather-clothing class, which was ranked among the four major assassins at that time, to become famous - "willow wind".
Mrs. Nishang succeeded in one strike, and was shocked by the strong internal force on the strings. She stumbled two steps, and took three steps back before she stood firm.
She pursed her blushing lips slightly, and looked at the blood-red man in the iron mask around her neck. There was a hint of complicated dodge in her eyes. She was afraid that she had spent so much effort just killing a trivial puppet, but she was even more afraid of the mask. It fell, revealing Yin Pei's face with the relics of the old man.
However, the next moment, the monk who came to help suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"
Mrs. Nishang only felt a coolness crawling along her back all the way to the top of her head. She didn't have time to think about it. She instinctively turned sideways to avoid it, but a young girl in the feather coat class next to her had not yet tempered this intuition, so she didn't react at all. A pair of cold hands grabbed his neck.
The last thing that girl saw were the eyes of the man in the iron mask. The blood spurting out from the wound on his neck stained half of the mask red. The eyes behind the mask were indifferent and cold, cloudy like a zombie. Then there was a crisp sound, and the girl's neck was broken alive by that hand, and it drooped softly.
The blood of the Man in the Iron Mask continued to pour out from his severed neck, his whole body seemed to be drained, and the skin on the back of his neck and hands quickly turned ashes, yet he could still walk, kill people, and not be afraid. !
Rao Shi Nishang's well-informed Mrs., she couldn't help feeling chills all over her body, and lost her voice: "What kind of monster is this?"
Zhou Fei had already climbed to the largest tree in the Liujiazhuang courtyard. She stopped on the top of the tree and looked down at the chaotic battle situation, feeling worse.
Sure enough, the next moment, someone shouted: "These people can't be killed!"
"Walking Corpse!"
"My God! Dead people... dead people can kill people!"
Panic swept the crowd immediately. The Iron Masked Man with a wound on his neck immediately disappeared within a radius of ten feet. The Iron Masked Man was bloodless, his fingers were twitching slightly, and his neck seemed to be unable to straighten up. Strangely and awkwardly crooked, then he suddenly accelerated under his feet and rushed towards the panicked crowd.
The first person who shouted and ran away completely destroyed Li Sheng's formation, and the entire Liu Family Village became a mess of porridge.
That Zou Daxia was red-eyed, seeing this scene, he shouted: "Wait for the cowards to get out of the way!"
As he said that, he directly stepped forward, swung a large golden ring knife, slammed into the palm of his hand, and slashed at the iron-masked man who did not know whether he was dead or alive. Under his side, at the same time, Zou Daxia, who was desperate for revenge, let go of his arm.
The Iron Masked Man lost one of his limbs, lost his balance, staggered half a step and nearly fell.
When a rib was broken by him, Daxia Zou roared in pain, bent down and spat out blood, gritted his teeth and said, "What about immortality? We chopped off his head and chopped off his limbs, but we have to see what he takes. kill!"
This bloody man is very infectious, and many people who were hesitant heard this, and they all followed him forward. "With a sound, the moving corpse exploded in situ.
Countless pieces of flesh and blood and black things flew around, and even Zhou Fei, who was watching the battle from the tree, was implicated. She instinctively blocked it with a horizontal knife. The black shadow on the tip of her knife was actually the kind of monster on Yin Pei's body that could suck human flesh!
The monster hugged the tip of the shattered cover with countless small claws, and when she was about to crawl towards her along the blade, Zhou Fei threw her hand fiercely. .
But the people on the ground were not so lucky. There were more than a dozen strange insects drilled out of the blasted corpse. All those insects moved like electricity. Moreover, he was very hungry and thirsty, and the living things he touched, whether they were humans, birds or beasts, were all sucked up like locusts.
The entire Liujiazhuang became an asura field, and screams that changed their tune came one after another.
Li Sheng also saw sweat on his forehead and shouted, "Zhou Fei!"
Zhou Fei was half-kneeling on the top of the tree, swaying gently with the top of the tree in the breeze, she concentrated her energy to the extreme for a while, and suddenly, that very mysterious and specious feeling came again, and the movements of everything around her seemed to change. Slow, all the people who come and go have turned into some kind of symbols in her eyes - she "sees" the Shaolin stick technique is as fiery, the young monk wielding the stick is like a violent wildfire, and the old monk is like a lampshade. Mars, who was covered, saw the subtle differences between the two swordsmen, and saw that there were countless familiar veins in Li Sheng's double swords, and the brand of "Xiaoxiang Sword" was the clearest...
Zhou Fei suddenly turned to the eighteen men in the iron mask, and found that their auras were exactly the same!
In other words, if she believed her intuition, none of the eighteen people was Yin Pei himself!
Who should that be? Who else could it be
Li Sheng's arrangement has already crowded the inner courtyard of Liujiazhuang, so where else can Yin Pei go
The fear of some people in the inner courtyard has reached Phoenix, and they can no longer bear the hand-to-hand combat with monsters, and they begin to rush to the door without life.
The heroes of Wudang were assigned by Li Sheng to guard the gate as the first line of defense to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies and the escape of the devil. Before they could figure out what happened, they were suddenly attacked by the panicked crowd. They were all mixed up, and the field was completely out of control, not to mention Li Sheng, even Zhou Yitang was here, I am afraid that he would not be able to control it.
Zhou Fei raised her head abruptly, her eyes shot like arrows to the corner of the inner courtyard—the man in the iron mask who came in at the beginning had a lot of dog legs around him, some who opened the way for him, some who raised his shoulders, and some who lay down for him. Most of these people who worked as carpets were former members of the mountain of living and dead. They were severely abused by the new owners, and they were basically vulnerable. They were restrained by the walking gangs early, and they were all tied up around the big tree.
Zhou Fei saw a "captive", the man was dressed in black, with his eyebrows under the mask, his back against the big tree, facing the battlefield, he struggled without struggling, his lips were slightly hooked, and half a blue dragon tattoo appeared on his bare neck. It was brightly lit, without covering it in the slightest.
Afterwards, the man seemed to sense Zhou Fei's gaze and raised his head suddenly.
Zhou Fei moved suddenly, and the treetops, which had just followed the wind, suddenly tensed, like a big bow. The branches were taut to the extreme, almost breaking, and then suddenly relaxed, Zhou Fei flew down like an arrow.
The three layers of hemp ropes on the man who was tied to the tree exploded in an instant, and a violent inner breath was like an irresistible white-haired hurricane outside the gate, and he was caught off guard and knocked away the two gang disciples who were guarding him.
Zhou Fei's clothes and long hair all flew backwards, she didn't even blink her eyelids, she smashed the dazzling sword light like a meteor, splitting the storm, and daringly drove straight in, pointing directly at the man's eyebrows.
The man under the tree raised his hands.
In Zhou Fei's eyes, his movements were as slow as the others, but his inner strength was unbelievably deep. She could see it clearly, but she couldn't dodge it. , the tip of the knife was only two inches away from his forehead.
A strong force came from the broken cover, forcing Zhou Fei to abandon the knife, but she did not forcefully grab it, she let go, slapped her palm on the handle of the knife, and forcibly wedged the incomparably sharp sword between the palms of the iron-masked man. This is a "broken" that is like flowing water.
The man tilted his head slightly, and gave it away from the palm of his hand. The shattered cover rubbed his cheek and was caught by Zhou Fei. At this moment, her feet just fell to the ground.
"Ah," the person under the tree sighed softly, "that little white face didn't brag, it's really you."
Zhou Fei glanced over the blue dragon tattoo on his neck: "Yin Pei."
An extraordinarily fat monster on the Qinglong slowly protruded its tentacles. At first glance, it seemed to be one with the long dragon that was about to emerge. It suddenly raised its head and screamed.
There was a "hum" in the courtyard of Liujiazhuang, like the flapping sound of hundreds of bees swept through the air, and the monsters that climbed into people's bodies and fell in the "flowing fire" all obeyed orders for a while. , flew up like a black wind, and some fell on people and stung, but did not dig into the flesh, the people who were bitten froze, their eyes were cloudy, they were shaky at first, and after a while, they seemed to suddenly go crazy, Turning around to face his comrades, they are not as skilled in martial arts as the Eighteen Iron Masked Man, and it is difficult for them to exert one or two of their own martial arts. A terrifying force.
The heroes of the whole courtyard were commanded to kill each other by a fat bug that crouched on the blue dragon!
Yin Pei patted the monster's head, and took out something and shook it in front of Zhou Fei's eyes—the poison-avoiding bead that had just landed and didn't know where to go was picked up by him.
Yin Pei smiled and said, "Since the things are already in hand, I'm leaving, so I don't need to give them away."
Zhou Fei: "Just for this poison-avoidance pearl, you..."
"Let's be reasonable, Miss Zhou," Yin Pei interrupted her slowly, "you set a trap to kill me first, so what's wrong with my plan? I wasted 18 medicine people today, why should I return it? Ben? Tsk, let’s not gossip, we will have an appointment in the future.”
After speaking, Yin Pei swept back flat, like a cloud of black mist.
He slapped his butt and left, but the monsters in the courtyard are still raging. Obviously, he will not stop until the people here are all killed. Even if the people in Liujiazhuang run away, the monsters are afraid that they will spread outside. The land of Qilu In recent years, it has been less affected by wars, and it is one of the most peaceful areas in Kyushu. It has a large population. Only near Liujiazhuang, the village is unknown. Who knows how long this monster can live and how many places it will harm
Zhou Fei chased after him without thinking.