The ancient man could not bear it. He waved the Yunlong machete in his hand and shouted angrily: "I will not be a human being if I don't kill you today!" With a loud shout, he flew towards the palace steps!

When the archers who had just escaped back to the palace steps saw them, they waved their weapons in their hands and stopped Xianghe.

Xianghe suddenly glared at this moment, looked at the ancient man, and shouted: "You dare!"

With a loud shout, the hemp rope in his hand suddenly loosened three feet. - Jing was surprised when he saw it.

However, the person in the sack struggled for only a moment and made no sound. The man's mouth was obviously stuffed with something.

Nangong Haotian had already shouted loudly when Xianghe suddenly undone and drank the ancient man.

At this time, Xianghe looked at Nangong Haotian and asked in a deep voice: "Is your boy Nangong Haotian?"

"Not bad, it's my master!" Nangong Haotian said.

Xianghe sneered: "Do you know the whereabouts of your master, the Heavenly Wai Ren?"

Nangong Haotian said calmly: "I understand."

"Then why didn't you invite him to this place?"

"What do you mean?"

"The Master of Heaven is in the yard behind Lingxiao Temple. Why don't you invite him to see the scene of the steel fork piercing people?"

"You'd better not be able to do anything. Now you put Xuan Xinchang down properly. The young master may be happy and won't kill you..." Nangong Haotian's Zi Yin divine sword spurted and pointed at Xianghe.

Xianghe laughed proudly and said, "This should be said by Master Dao. You need to know that your lives are all in my hands!"

Nangong Haotian snorted coldly and said, "Xianghe, I hope you can understand more clearly. Master Xuanxin is not the one who is underneath. When he waves his sword, he will not consider the life and death of Master Xuanxin!"

"Is that true?" Shohe asked without fear: "Then why don't you do it?"

"I'm afraid that my hands will be dirty!" Nangong Haotian said contemptuously.

Liu Qianwen whispered: "Brother Nangong, now I am the only one who uses the nine-hole shuttle to break the rope. You fly to catch Master Xuan Xin, and Sister Xiaowan takes the opportunity to use the blink of an eye to knock Xianghe to death..."

"What are you thinking about that slut?" Xianghe said angrily.

"We are discussing how to kill you!" Aunt Shan and the ancient man said at the same time.

After hearing this, Xianghe suddenly smiled upwards, pulled the rope away, and pulled the sack to the highest point, saying, "Don't think of killing me, I think it's time for me to attack you!"

After the words fell back, he glared and looked at Yijing and waited for others, and ordered sternly: "Yijing, Yiru, I order you to catch me immediately with the younger generation named Nangong..."

Yijing and others spat sadly and angrily!

Xianghe suddenly shouted with hatred, loosened his hands and fell off the sack!

This sudden action made all the Taoists of the Tianshan Sect exclaim in shock! However, the sack was more than a foot above the fork on the ground and suddenly stopped.

The audience suddenly became quiet. In this moment, everyone seemed to be suffocating, and no one made a sound.

The ancient man and Aunt Shan saw clearly that Xianghe was wearing a rope head on his feet, and a knot was tied on his hands, just so that the sack was more than one foot away from him.

Xianghe took advantage of the sack and waited for the moment when the courage broke, and ordered sternly: "Yijing, Yiru? You won't wait until you don't have to take action, when will you wait?"

"Slow down!"

Nangong Haotian secretly measured the distance between himself and the sack, and found that even at the fastest speed, it would not be possible to catch it before falling on the sharp knife. At this time, he saw Yijing and others in a dilemma, so he had to stabilize this coercive scene first.

"What else do you have to say?" Xianghe asked with a treacherous smile.

"I have decided to withdraw from the viewing..." Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose and said.

"Hahaha..." Shohe smiled proudly, "It's a pity that you can't help now..."

As soon as the word "Le" was released, a few sudden sounds of bowstrings were heard, followed by a whirring sound, six or seven arrows, and Qi Ju, who was laughing on his back, shot in front of Xianghe's chest.

The incident happened suddenly and was close to each other. Not to mention that Xianghe, who was laughing on his back, could not dodge even when facing this side, dozens of Taoist men with weapons in their hands could not wave their weapons and shoot the arrows to the ground.

Xianghe, who was laughing and talking on his back, shouted angrily and glared at the quiet, just like the direction, loosened his hands, raised his feet, and the sack fell down with a sound of brushing.

Nangong Haotian was shocked and shouted suddenly. The power of chaos surged. He stomped on the ground, and his body was as fast as lightning, and he rushed directly towards the sack that had fallen down.

When dozens of pretentious men saw this, they shouted, and each waved their weapons to stop Nangong Haotian.

However, Shangguan Liu Si Nu, the ancient man, and Aunt Shan each waved their weapons and flew towards them.

As quiet as it is, everyone screams, and their expressions are unstable. It can be said that they are crazy, like a demon god in the world, and they all go to the front of the palace steps.

Nangong Haotian, who was flying in front of him, did not catch the sack bag at all, but hurriedly grabbed the falling rope!

Due to the bend of the rope, Nangong Haotian rushed forward and tried to pull the sack up, and the sack bag was already a little bit sharp.

However, Nangong Haotian still flew straight to the tiles on the front eaves of the hall and immediately pulled the sack bag up.

At this moment, there were already yelling in front of the palace steps and screaming endlessly. Many people died on the steel forks covered with leaps and evasion.

Since the opponent only had dozens of pretentious men, and Shangguan Xiaowan and others were very powerful, they all slashed and stabbed and stabbed them in front of the palace stairs in just three or five rounds, and in just four or five encounters.

Yijing, Yiru and others were most concerned about as the sack bag that Nangong Haotian carried up the eaves of the palace. When dozens of big men were chopped down to the ground, they all looked up nervously and anxiously.

Shangguan Xiaowan and others were very skilled in martial arts and smart. They had already solved the Taoist man's costume and flew back to their original position. At this time, they looked up and saw a piece of bright red under the sack bag, and blood was dripping down drop by drop.

The ancient man said anxiously: "Young Master, please come down."

Nangong Haotian flew around, carrying a sack bag, and flew into the open space in front of the hall.

Yijing, Yijing, as if someone had seen it, it had already flocked to rush over, and some people kept crying and shouting at the master.

Everyone waited until Nangong Haotian put down the sack and went forward to untie the sack tightly tied by the rope.

Nangong Haotian saw Yijing crying and his face was as bad as he was staring at the sack bag in a daze, and said in a sad voice: "Master Yijing, I am very sorry..."

Taoist Yijing hurriedly calmed down and looked up with tears in his eyes and said, "Young hero, how can you blame you?"

Aunt Shan complained: "Oh, it's not that my old woman likes to shoot hindsights. The Taoist priest should say hello to my young master before the action!"

"Will you not be called if you can say hello?" Taoist Yijing shook his head and said, "In the situation at that time, as long as you give a look, you will be discovered by the old thief Xianghe."

Having said that, he paused and suddenly gritted his teeth and said with hatred: "This time it is only possible to succeed. We cannot destroy the foundation that the ancestors of the Tianshan Sect have worked hard to build because of the lives of one or two people..."

After saying that, he suddenly heard the Tianshan roads that were freed from the sack on the ground and shouted anxiously: "Ah, it's the second uncle!"

Yi Jing looked shocked and rushed over. Nangong Haotian and the seven others were also surprised to surround him.

I saw an old Taoist with four horses tied up their hooves in the sack. His face looked like earth, his eyes were closed, and a piece of cloth was tightly stuffed into his mouth, and blood was overflowing from his nostrils.

The other two Taoist people, one pulled out the bra from the old Taoist people's mouth, and the other quickly cut the rope with a sharp knife.

Immediately afterwards, several Taoist men dragged the old Taoist out of the sack and hurriedly leaned him into the arms of a Taoist man.

At this time, everyone discovered that there were three blood holes several inches of inch-sized blood on the front and lower abdomen of the old Taoist, and blood was flowing out of the chest and abdomen.

The ancient man and Aunt Shan looked at him and shook their heads at Nangong Haotian.

Yijing and - Ru squatted in front of the old Taoist, cried and asked: "Uncle Master, you old man..."

As soon as he said that, he slowly opened his eyes and gasped in a hurry, the old Taoist shaking his head and said weakly: "You... Master... are in the hole in the rocks after watching..."

Yijing and others were shocked and asked anxiously: "Uncle Master, is my master with Lao Fahe?"

The old Taoist seemed to have lost too much blood, and he was suffering from torture in prison, which seemed to be extremely dangerous. However, his hearing was fine. When Yijing asked Lao Fahe, he opened his eyes, shook his head, and said weakly: "The Qi of the Flying Sword... Taboo... Remember... Its... Loss... Its... Loss..."

Yijing and others knew that although Lao Fahe had only a little while before he could get out of seclusion, he might have learned the Tianshan School's superb sword technique, the Qi Feijian.

At this time, when the old Taoist mentioned the shortcomings of the flying sword with air removal, he nodded in shock and anxiety!

The old Taoist also looked particularly anxious and excited, which accelerated his bleeding and became even more exhausted.

He widened his eyes and said with great difficulty: "All...all...all...all...all...all...all...all...all...all...all...all...all...all...scream......"

He shouted and suddenly closed his eyes!

When Yijing waited for the others to see him, they all shouted sadly: "Uncle Master! Uncle Master!"

Seeing this, the ancient man seemed to have some enlightenment and said anxiously: "Master Yijing, please inform all the Taoist priests in your sect to shout loudly, beat drums and drums, and try to create riots, and even shout to catch the Dharma crane..."

Nangong Haotian, Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen have read the second half of the secret book carefully, and the secret book also contains the ultimate sword skills of the Qi Flying Sword, and the above mentioned the matter of sitting in the matter.

At this time, the three of them suddenly realized and said, "By the way, Taoist priest, try to inform each peak and observe each other!"

Yijing, Yirushi's senior brother and second brother have also heard of these things.

At this time, he didn't care about taking care of the dying uncle, he stood up and looked at the Taoist on Xiangbai Peak, and shouted loudly: "Come on the bell, beat the drum, shout and catch the old Dharma crane, and send someone to fly to inform the nearby Lingxiao, cylinder, purple bamboo, and pine sounds, hurry up, hurry up..."

As soon as the order was reached, dozens of Taoist people standing in front of the hall shouted in grief and anger. Some people ran out of the Taoist temple, while others flew automatically to notify other peaks.

Zhao Ling'er and Xue Bing'er also understood the reason for the riot. The purpose was to create the old Fahe who was eager to achieve success. Just before he left the seclusion, he forced him to be restless and angry, and had to fail and become possessed.

At this moment, a loud bell rang outside the gate, shaking the mountains and fields, and went straight to the sky. Echoes suddenly sounded far and near, for a long time.

At the same time, the several Taoists squatting beside the old Taoist suddenly turned around and looked at Yijing. Yiru and others, and shouted anxiously: "Brother, second brother, uncle, have opened his eyes again."

Yijing, Yiru and a few people rushed over. Nangong Haotian and Shangguan Liu also followed.

When I walked up to me, I found that the old Taoist opened his eyes wide and stared blankly into the sky, as if I was quietly listening to the shouts of the hierarchy in the courtyard and the sound of the bells outside the gate!

With a sound of Huang, the second bell rang again!

The old Taoist's eyes moved, and it seemed that the old Taoist's eyes were obviously blind.

After squatting down, Qi Jing shouted, "Uncle Master, I am unable to save you..."
To be continued...