Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

Murong Xiyin and Xia Qingyan, both dressed in white, slowly fell from the sky, their blue hair fluttering like immortals.

"Master Tang, do you have any last words?" Murong Xiyin said with a smile on her face.

"Hmph, although your Dou Zhuan Xing Yi restrains my hidden weapons, our Tang Sect is not good at hidden weapons."

Old Mrs. Tang said coldly, anyway, if the warm pot of wine said that he would not make a move today, he would not be afraid.

So with a wave of his sleeve, a black mist began to spread.

"You poison, I detoxify, it's fair." Bai Hehuai smiled, and poured out a cloud of white mist from the bottle in his hand to dissolve the poisonous mist.

"Damn Medicine King's Valley." Old Master Tang cursed angrily, and with a wave of his sleeve, all the drinks on the table swirled in his hand like a long dragon.

"My thousand trees and flying flowers can use everything in the world as a hidden weapon, and use myself as a hidden weapon!"

"Four city lords, water is impermanent, let me see how you bounce back?"

The long dragon condensed with wine split into thousands of water streams in various shapes and poured towards the people in the hall.

"Unfortunately, your opponent is not me this time." Murong Xiyin looked regretful, as if she didn't care about Old Master Tang's killer move.

"Tianzong Profound Truth—Wan Chuan Qiushui!" Xia Qingyan who was beside her took a step, her snow-white fingers vacated a little.

Those streams of water stopped in place one after another, then spun wildly, and shot towards Old Mrs. Tang instead.

"Oh no, this girl is the head of the Tianzong of Taoism!"

Although Mrs. Tang's move was strong, he used the water flow as a hidden weapon and was perfectly restrained by Wan Chuan Qiushui, so that he had no way to defend himself at this time, so he had to jump to the beam to escape the blow.

"The world loses its color!" Xia Qingyan's vermilion lips parted lightly, and a gloomy barrier completely enveloped Old Mrs. Tang.

Just now he resorted to Ten Thousand Trees Flying Flowers in anger, resulting in the depletion of internal strength, unable to resist the oppressiveness of the world's eclipse, he fell down from the shock, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Xia Qingyan's Qiuli sword was placed directly on his neck, Murong Xiyin appeared from behind her, and said with a smile:

"Master Tang, can you say your last words now?"

"Good! Good! Good!" Old Mrs. Tang said good three times in a row, looking sadly at Sikong Qianluo who was watching the battle from a distance.

"Are you the daughter of Suzaku Envoy? Ask your father to help me pass a message to Lianyue. I was too wrong. Let him inherit the position of sect master."

"Okay." Sikong Qianluo knew that Tang Lianyue was also an ally of Xueyue City, so naturally he would not refuse.

When he looked at Mrs. Tang again, black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he was silent again.

"Master Tang committed suicide by taking poison." Seeing Leimen's enemy die, Lei Qianhu was not at all happy.

But those gangsters were still relentless and wanted to dispose of the corpses of those people from the Tang Sect. Fortunately, Master Yuan Hui and Lei Qianhu persuaded them to give up.

Tang Lian looked at the corpses of Mrs. Tang and the three uncles, feeling very uncomfortable.

But he has no right to hate anyone in the arena, because it was the Tang Sect's own death. In this case, he can only hope that Master Tang Lianyue can use this as a lesson to rectify the Tang Sect.

"Ahem." After Lei Qianhu sent away the guests from other sects, the cold began to flare up again.

Bai Hehuai hurriedly gave him a pulse and healed him. After administering dozens of needles, he winked at Lei Wujie.

"The power of the spring breeze can be used at the same time by the heart door of all Taoism."

Lei Wujie nodded slightly, using his skills to send the soft spring breeze into Lei Qianhu's body, and then created a purple heart door on his meridians.

Bai Hehuai stabbed with the last needle, and Lei Qianhu spit out a big mouthful of black blood mixed with ice cubes.

"All the cold poison has been expelled, and you don't have to worry about recurring injuries because you have Wan Dao Xinmen protecting your meridians and heart channels."

Bai Hehuai wiped off the sweat from his forehead, smiling brightly.

Lei Qianhu was delighted: "This time I really thank Doctor Bai and Wu Jie."

"Well, you Wujie, now that you are so strong, you don't even scream when you see Master." Lei Hong patted Lei Wujie on the shoulder, pretending to be angry.

"I'm sorry, but I've been too busy recently." Lei Wujie apologized.

Lei Hong looked at Ye Wan'er and the three Misty Heavenly Sect members, and at Yueyao who had been silent all this time, showing a malicious smile.

"Is that too busy?"

Lei Wujie scratched his head helplessly, how dare I answer this cheap master's question?

"Report to Patriarch, Beili Zhongjun Wang Chef has something to see." Suddenly a Leimen disciple stepped forward to report the news.

"That's not Ye Xiaoying's subordinate, let him in." Lei Qianhu frowned.

A moment later, Chef Wang, who was covered in blood, rushed in and immediately knelt on the ground when he saw Ye Wan'er.

"Ma'am, something is wrong. General Ye was killed by Moon Worshipers on the way."

"What did you say?" Ye Wan'er was so emotional that she pressed Chef Wang's shoulders with both hands.

"Ma'am, we originally heard that you and Miss were coming to Leijiabao. We wanted to come here to see you, but on the way, the Moon Worshiper personally took action. We were no match for them. General Ye and the three captains died."

Chef Wang cried and told everything that happened.

Lei Wujie's heart shuddered, Moon Worship Sect was so familiar with Beili's situation, could it be the information provided by Xiao Yu?

Did Xiao Yu want to use Nan Jue to get rid of Ye Xiaoying, or did Nan Jue use Xiao Yu?

Just as he was contemplating, Ye Wan'er spit out a mouthful of painstaking effort, and fell down directly.

"Sister Ye!" Lei Wujie hurriedly hugged her, and together with Murong Xiyin and Xia Qingyan healed her with exercises.

"She is attacking with qi and blood, hurry up and take her to the room for treatment." Bai Hehuai pressed Ye Wan'er's wrist with a solemn expression.

Three days later, Lei Wujie hugged Ye Wan'er in his arms when he saw Ye Wan'er in white clothes looking lost.

"Cry, just cry."

"Go away!" Ye Wan'er was full of shame and anger, and wanted to push him away, but found that Lei Wujie's acquainted body was as motionless as a mountain.

"Sister Wan'er, you need a shoulder now." Lei Wujie gently stroked her black hair on the sideburns.

Ye Wan'er's delicate body trembled slightly, she buried her head on his shoulder, and burst into tears.

Lei Wujie didn't speak, just stroked the blue hair on her head, letting her vent the pain in her heart.

After a long time, Ye Wan'er cried less and less, and murmured: "We must not let Ruoyi know about this now."

"We will keep it secret." Lei Wujie said seriously.

"Thank you." Ye Wan'er felt too tired and fell asleep in Lei Wujie's arms.

"Sister Wan'er, don't worry, I will definitely avenge Uncle Ye."

Lei Wujie carried her to the bed, and because he was worried about her emotional instability, he decided to sit on a nearby chair to watch over tonight.