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117, the depths of the soul

Meeting the enemy?

The practitioners were shocked and wondered. No matter how the five senses of the divine consciousness extend, they could not detect the enemy. They couldn't help but wonder if Yan Li had hallucinations because the environment was too harsh.

Zhao Chang is one of the few disciples in the Five Elements Academy who understands the way of talismans. His status is more prominent than his cultivation level and is sought after. If he knew that this seemingly glorious task would fall into such a desperate situation, he would not participate even if he was beaten to death. When Xiao Pojun just grabbed the collar, he felt deeply humiliated. What made him feel even more embarrassed was that he suppressed the humiliation because he was afraid of avalanche and chose to compromise with the thugs. If this matter was passed back to the sect, what would he think of the junior brothers and sisters who admired him?

Ridiculous mission!

The ridiculous Xiao Pojun!

The ridiculous Yan Shifang!

It's better to die here!

We also welcome the enemy, I welcome your mother!

He cursed in his heart happily. He was about to take advantage of this pleasure to ridicule Yan Li. His heart suddenly felt ache and he couldn't help but look down. He saw a strange-shaped tip of the knife protruding from his chest. The sharp blade was pierced too quickly and he didn't have time to get blood stains. The cold light was particularly impressed.

No!

Impossible! How could I die here?

His face suddenly turned ferocious: I want to die together!

This person didn't care who was sneaking him behind his back, and tried his best to make his life and tried to let out his final roar.

But the evil lingering sound of life failed to be released.

Yan Li's reaction was very fast. He almost immediately realized his intention. He pulled out of Li Jian with his right hand and let the scabbard fall freely. His left hand sealed Zhao Chang's mouth with lightning speed. At the same time, he held Li Jian back and wiped the assassin hiding in the shadow of the sun.

Clam!

The shadow had pulled out the bell knife at some point and blocked Li Jian. Mars flew everywhere. The shadow could not bear the force and flew backwards, disappearing without a trace in the air.

Yan Li's aura that had locked in the shadow could never be escaped by him, but his hand holding the sword suddenly froze because the shadow said something extremely obscure at the moment when the swords and swords attacked.

"Dragon head, be careful of the shadow!"

He heard that it was Ouyang Xiu's voice, so he did not hand it out.

Almost the next moment, dozens of practitioners were attacked. However, Liumu Bing saw that he had already opened the Dharma Realm, but only a few were slightly injured. These shadows immediately flee far away without a single blow

, even the law domain cannot be captured.

"alert!"

Yan Li let go of the corpse in his hand, and died with resentment from the latter, as if he had not seen him, and he was not at all relaxed because the leader came to assassinate Ouyang Xiu.

Zhao Chang died too quickly. Several nine disciples looked at Yan Li with a look of fear, and looked at him with no sympathy towards his fellow disciples, and felt particularly heartbroken.

"Zhao, Brother Zhao is dead now?" One of them was still unbelievable. Perhaps he just couldn't accept Yan Li's cold blood, just as Yan Li abandoned Liang Youyu without hesitation, and did not even look at Zhao Chang's body. If he had fallen in a pool of blood like that, wouldn't he even have the value of taking a look?

Most of the mental activities are like this.

Xu Guang walked over, first squatted down and closed Zhao Chang's eyes, then covered him with a cloth, and finally stood up to face Yan Li, saying seriously: "Please respect your fellow corpses."

Yan Li's mind was rotating rapidly at this moment. The appearance of the Shadow Hall means that their actions have been exposed. What does that warning mean? Shadow? Isn't that the Shadow Hall Lord? Why did Ouyang Xiu be careful of the Shadow Hall Lord himself? Liu Mu Bing saw that he had been monitoring Guan Xiaolong, he was sure that he had no chance to do anything, so there seemed to be only one truth.

Why is Ying called Ying? Is it because he is the owner of Yingtang? Thinking from another perspective, could this guy be good at hiding in other people's shadows? Is he hiding in someone's shadow now? Ouyang Xiu's warning is short and urgent, which shows that he has no time and dares to make too obvious prompts.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel creepy.

With this reasoning, it is reasonable that the Shadow Hall appears here. Time is very tight, and the shadow has appeared. Xue Kuang and the enemy troops must be behind, so we must speed up!

"Hey, Yan Li, have you heard me?" Xu Guang had the unique sense of superiority that Taoist disciples were facing other Taoist disciples. Even if Yan Li risked his life to get the fire leech back and rescued them from Xue Kuang, it was just something he should do. "I promise you as the chief disciple of the Sixth Palace of Beidou that if you don't apologize to Zhao Chang, I will take this matter to Jianting for an explanation."

Yan Li took a deep breath of almost empty air and said to everyone: "Snap speed up. You must climb over the top of the mountain before dark!" He said that, and walked straight forward.

As the chief disciple, this is the first time that Xu Guang has been so completely ignored. He can't help but feel angry and reaches out to hold Yan Li's shoulder: "Slow down, make the words clear before leaving. Are you deaf and haven't heard what I say?"

The situation is already so tight

Immediately, my life is almost lost, and I still have the leisure to care about the corpse. The shadow hidden in the dark is an imminent threat, and everyone will be in danger of life at any time.

At this moment, Yan Li's murderous intent could not be suppressed. Everyone looked over in horror. What a bitter cold that almost turned into a knife and shook the hearts of the others inch.

The nine disciples who were originally going to cheer for Xu Guang looked at each other and shrank back.

As the closest to Yan Li, Xu Guang felt very strong, and his hand retracted like an electric shock. He said angrily: "Then, let's climb the mountain first..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a "clang" sound, and a flash of eyes was gone. Yan Li had disappeared. When his neck felt the sharpness, he noticed someone behind him. He stood in shock and didn't even dare to say a word.

"Listen, from now on, I will die if I say one more nonsense." Yan Li said as if he was whispering.

In Xu Guang's ears, it was like a terrifying demon sound of killing. It was only half an inch away from his skin from the cliff. It was bleeding when he touched it. He trembled all over, nodding his head, not daring to say a word. At this moment, his more than ten years of practice seemed to have evaporated out of thin air.

"Let's go." Yan Li then pulled away his sword.

The team moved back, and no one paid attention to Zhao Chang's body.

Guan Xiaolong looked at Xu Guang's mechanical steps and laughed softly.

On the other side, Ouyang Xiu led the shadows of three teams and stopped in another cedar forest several miles away.

The shadows are all in the state of soul shadows, which cannot be captured by the naked eye.

He turned around, faced the shadows of his subordinates and the other two teams, and said gloomyly: "That's the end."

"Sir," his men were puzzled, and they all showed up, "How do we act next?"

"Silver snake, what are you doing?"

The question was issued by one of the other two teams, named Yinchuan. Both of his names were given by Ying. They were both trusted by Ying, and they had long disliked each other. They dreamed that they wanted to get rid of each other.

Ouyang Xiu reached out and uncovered the hood of the black robe, revealing his slender face that was pretty but very sinister and cruel. He smiled self-deprecatingly: "I don't know what I'm doing. If I can choose, I will definitely choose to be born in the demon world. This is the paradise I dream of! But..."

While he was talking, the Qu Dao had stabbed into the heart of the deputy beside him, and looked in the direction where Yan Li was away, murmured: "Dragon Head, if you die, it means that my fate with Yanshan thieves has ended!"
Chapter completed!
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