Shen Tianshu let out a long roar, no longer caring about Tong Kaiyang, who was trapped in the siege of three people. He jumped up on the fence. The place he stepped on turned into powder, and a row of neat pits instantly appeared on the fence.
Zhou Fei followed closely, and the weak Jiangnan Xue Slag was aroused by the successive waves of True Qi, and suddenly became violent, hitting Zhou Fei's hand, leaving a small hole in the hand.
The news of the house demolition on their side finally alerted the guards and the Yangzhou garrison. Looking down from above, a large army was coming. Shen Tianshu looked at Zhao Yuan who was in a coma, then looked at Zhou Fei, and suddenly said, "Zhao Yuan's life is really big."
Zhou Fei: "When my mother was in the old capital, I probably felt this way about Cao Zhongkun."
A stingy smile appeared on Shen Tianshu's face: "Oh, so, is Feng Shui taking turns?"
Zhou Fei didn't answer, she lowered the tip of Xiwei's knife slightly, and made a common starting gesture when a junior asks an elder for advice, and said, "Senior, please."
Shen Tianshu looked at Zhou Fei with a very peculiar look. She was undoubtedly very good-looking, and young girls would not be difficult to see, but what was strange was that she did not look like a very heroic girl. She looks a bit like Zhou Yitang, but also has the delicate and gentle nature of a woman in the middle of Shu. She has a very picturesque look. She is less childish than when she broke into the big devil's black prison without thinking a few years ago. She doesn't speak. When he didn't move the knife, he was actually silent and quiet.
Shen Tianshu felt that he probably never dreamed that one day, such a girl would hold a long sword in front of him and dare to tell him to make a move first.
Shen Tianshu slowly lowered his heart, his cuffs were bulged, and there was no wind. His toes slowly drew a circle on the wall, and handed his thin single palm to him: "This old man has been proud of this 'chess move' all his life, black and white. Overlapping, three hundred and sixty moves... Unexpectedly, I was lucky enough to meet an opponent."
Zhou Fei's blade remained motionless.
The next moment, Shen Tianshu flatly pushed out a palm, and the movement was not fast, but Zhou Fei felt that her whole body was firmly sealed by some invisible inner breath, and she was in a dilemma for a while.
Zhou Fei slammed Xiwei's scabbard out. The scabbard bounced into the air, as if hitting an invisible wall, and flew to the ground strangely. Zhou Fei didn't even think about it, and followed the scabbard from the wall. Jumping down, she was out of the predicament immediately, and at the same time, she "slashed" with her backhand like a flowing water.
Shen Tianshu abruptly chased after her, pressed her palm down, and a thick palm that didn't look like a human once again blocked all her paths—this was the "jail".
However, Zhou Fei turned the other way, and the word "Zhan" dared to make the old unchanged, forcibly slammed the greedy wolf's palm on the bar, and the palm wind and Xiwei were about to collide, but Shen Tianshu was stunned for a moment, the next moment, he was extremely clear He felt that this menacing knife was actually a sham, the strength turned from extreme strength to extremely light, and slipped out of his palm lightly, and then changed his body again, from extreme decline to extreme, when the emptiness turned into "broken" The word tactic, the poisonous snake rushed to his face like a letter!
Shen Tianshu raised his broken arm in a hurry, and blocked Xi Wei with the long hook attached to the broken arm.
Shen Tianshu murmured: "Withering hands... Impossible!"
Zhou Fei's blade swayed slightly, and in front of him saying "impossible", she once again turned around in the two levels of prosperity and decline, connecting with "unbalanced wind", shattering the iron hook, Shen Tianshu was difficult to be sharp, and he retreated continuously. Five steps, one arm trembled slightly, his color changed a little, and before he could say anything, suddenly, someone shouted: "Be careful!"
Zhou Fei and Shen Tianshu were startled at the same time, they looked up and saw a huge black moth falling between them, no one knew what was coming, Shen Tianshu and Zhou Fei retreated at the same time, the "moth" "But he ignored Zhou Fei and rushed towards Shen Tianshu.
Shen Tianshu slapped his chest out, and immediately slapped the man's front chest and back transparently. Zhou Fei, who was close at hand, heard the sound of shattering bones. The broken bones were punctured with his skin and robe, and a piece of internal organs was brought out.
Rao is that Zhou Feitian is not afraid, and seeing this situation, he is also stupid.
And the "moth" was beaten like this, and it didn't die. Just like those medicine men who were not afraid of pain, not afraid of being hit, and died but not stiff, they lowered their head and bit Shen Tianshu's one arm.
Shen Tianshu first cursed angrily, but couldn't get rid of him, then the greedy greedy wolf screamed unbearably, and a black purple air surged up his arm, and Shen Tianshu had lost one of his arms, so he replaced him just now. The long hook of the arm was smashed by Zhou Fei again, and before the strong man broke his wrist, the black energy had crossed his shoulders and rushed directly to his neck and face!
Zhou Fei: "..."
The tip of the knife in her hand has not yet dropped, and the opponent is just like this...
Shen Tianshu's screams stopped abruptly, and his whole body twitched violently. The next moment, his cheeks, neck, and arms seemed to be drained. , and fell to the ground with the one who still refused to let go.
It was only then that Ying He Cong, who had just shouted "Be careful", arrived out of breath.
Zhou Fei looked at the "black moth" that had been punched through the sternum, and then looked at what to do, and suddenly understood what was coming: "He... he... "
Ying Hecong glanced at the three people who had restrained Tong Kaiyang, out of breath he leaned against the wall and said, "This lunatic uses the remaining Gu poison in his body to feed the mother Gu's corpse, but he doesn't know how to use it anymore. In what way, let the remaining venom on the mother gu continue to be used by him..."
Zhou Fei interrupted him, "I don't understand."
Ying He Cong roared: "He made himself a Gu mother, understand?!"
At this time, Shen Tianshu must have been completely dead, Yin Pei rolled off him with a "gulu", revealing his skeleton-like face, and fell to the ground on his back. Standing behind him, he looked at him vigilantly, but found that Yin Pei seemed to be smiling.
Immediately, he stretched out a dry bone claw with difficulty, pointed at Zhou Fei, and then made a difficult bend, pointing at himself.
"You... what are you?" Zhou Fei frowned for no apparent reason. Seeing Yin Pei raising her paws tremblingly and pointing at himself reluctantly, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her heart, and she tentatively asked, "You... Yin Pei?"
Yin Pei's whole body was shaken fiercely, and like a dying fish, he rolled over unconsciously on the ground.
Zhou Fei took two steps forward, looked down at him and said, "Your name is Yin Pei, you are the son of Yin Wenlan, the only surviving member of the Yin family village, raised by Bei Dao Ji Yunshen, born in..."
She paused, seeing that Yin Pei had pulled out a blood-stained scabbard from somewhere, and slowly pushed it half an inch in Zhou Fei's direction.
Then the skeleton-like hands slammed to the ground.
Zhou Fei: "Born from... a prestigious family."
The crazy light in Yin Pei's eyes and the blood on the corner of his mouth finally dimmed together.
Zhou Fei stared blankly at the terrifying corpse. She didn't know what it was like for a while, but she pushed her away and rushed to Yin Pei's corpse in two steps. The specially made small pot directly opened Yin Pei's heart, and black blood poured into the bottle immediately.
"Heaven... the most poisonous Nirvana Gu in the world." Ying He jumped up from the spot and held up the odorous vial to Zhou Fei, his embarrassed face seemed to be lit by a large firework, "Quick! You! Didn't he claim to have learned the 'yin and yang' of Qimen?"
Zhou Fei did not move.
How sensitive her five senses and six senses are, and the sound of falling snow rubbing within a radius of several meters can be heard clearly, how can she not know that the person has been breathless for a long time.
Ying Hecong shouted into her ear: "What a daze!"
Zhou Fei pulled out her sleeves, lowered her head to avoid his gaze, and whispered, "It's too late."
Should be stunned.
"I..." Zhou Fei pursed her lips lightly, "Forget it, there is no leftover..."
Yinghe never waited for her to speak, and interrupted her with a loud cry: "I'm not too late!"
He dragged Zhou Fei up and dragged her to Xie Yun with brute force: "I haven't said it yet! I'm the descendant of the Great Medicine Valley, I didn't say I can't cure it! After so many years, why is it cooler than others and weaker than others? Haven't you heard that people are also frozen? Zhou Fei! You don't cry when you don't see the coffin?"
Zhou Fei first let him drag her away, and when she heard the last sentence, she finally burst into tears.
Ying Hecong carefully cut open Xie Yun's palm, dripped the deadly Gu poison, and shouted at Zhou Fei, "Hurry up!"
After Zhou Fei left the Qi gate, she knew there was no hope, but she still involuntarily recited the method of "Yin-Yang Two-Qi Dispelling Poison" recorded by Lu Guoshi repeatedly.
It is said that if the body of the dead person is forced to open the meridians with external force, there will be a little movement. The full bottle of Gu poison will be pushed into Xie Yun's body little by little, and when there is not a drop left, Mrs. Nishang and others will not dare to disturb them. Surrounded by the guardian, Zhao Yuan, who woke up, drank all the guards and all the defenders out of the alley.
But Xie Yun still didn't move at all.
In the cold winter and twelfth lunar day, Zhou Fei's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. Her whole body was soaked with sweat, and a gust of cold wind blew over her.
Madam Nishang couldn't stand it any longer, she couldn't help but took a step forward, picked up Zhou Fei who was kneeling on the ground from behind, and whispered, "Child..."
At this moment, Ying He Cong said: "Don't move, look!"
Xie Yun's icy palm cracked, and blood slowly flowed out.
First drop by drop, then as if something melted, the blood flow suddenly increased.
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