Yama arrives

Du Yun flashed suddenly and rushed to the back of the mountain.

At this time, Tang Yixiao was holding the Kirin Sword and was observing it carefully.

"True is a rare sword, not only at the level of a spiritual weapon, it may have reached the quality of a real weapon."

"There is a devilish energy on the blade, is this a devil sword?"

"Huh? Where's the sword light? Why is the sword suddenly dimmed?"

Just looking at it vigorously, the light on the Qilin sword was dim, and the red sword seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, looking like scrap copper and rotten iron.

In desperation, Tang Yixiao raised his mouth to pass spiritual power into the sword, and in an instant, a wave of devilish energy rushed into his body.

That devilish energy was like fire, rushing straight, like a flood of beasts, about to burst Tang Yixiao's body.

"Ah, it hurts! What the hell is this?" Tang Yixiao threw away the unicorn sword, screaming in pain.

All the disciples immediately gathered around.

"Lord, what's wrong with you?"

"Not good! This sword must be tricky, those people are not good things."

"It has always been the Tang Men who bully others, yet someone dares to bully the Tang Men. If he dares to come again, I will be the first to kill him!"

As soon as the disciple finished speaking, the unicorn sword on the ground suddenly burst into light and flew into the sky automatically.

Du Yun stepped forward with his sword, as if a god descended from the earth, his gaze fell on that disciple, and he said indifferently: "Are you going to kill me? I'll give you a chance to strike first."

The disciple froze on the spot.

To be able to fly with the sword is obviously stepping into the realm of the holy spirit, because only the monks of the holy spirit can condense the spiritual consciousness and drive the sword to fly.

"Brother Du! You came at the right time. There is something wrong with your sword. I seem to be poisoned. Help me detoxify." Tang Yixiao seemed to see a savior.

Du Yun sneered: "Hehe! The Tang Sect is the number one poison-using sect in China, and they even beg others to help detoxify them? If this gets out, won't they be laughed at."

Tang Yixiao endured and said patiently: "As long as Brother Du doesn't talk about this matter, who will know."

"Amitabha! The poor monk is also present, and the poor monk never lies. If someone asks about this, he must answer truthfully." The eminent monk of the Holy Spirit walked in through the main entrance.

Subsequently.

Pang Yu and the five eminent monks of the Emei Sect entered the arena one after another, some descended from the sky, and some flew from the back mountain.

Tang Yixiao said angrily: "What do you mean? I, Tangmen, have a big heart. If I let you go, you dare to come back?"

"Amitabha! You don't have to pretend. The incident with the Golden Buddha was the joint work of your Tang Sect and the Gu Wu. Before we pretended to go down the mountain, we sneaked into the backyard and caught Qiao Gui. Qiao Gui had already confessed everything and was killed by Master Du Shi. Extinct." The eminent monk of the holy spirit uttered a Buddha's name.

Tang Yixiao's expression changed drastically, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he suddenly jumped onto a roof, pulled out the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle on his back and shot at the Holy Spirit eminent monk.

Crackling!

There were a thousand and one needles hidden in the hidden weapon, and each needle was smeared with the Tang Sect's secret poison. Once a needle is injected, it will surely cause death.

The silver needles were like rain, shining coldly in the sun, and the speed was as fast as lightning, as if they had already arrived in front of the eminent monk just after they were launched.The eminent monk of the Holy Spirit was unprepared, a look of panic flashed in his eyes, and he felt that death was approaching infinitely.

At this time, a long rainbow swept past him.

The demonic energy on the Qilin sword was strong, like a storm blowing, instantly changing the direction of the poisonous needle, all pierced into the surrounding wall, and the entire wall collapsed.

Everyone was taken aback, shocked by the power of the rainstorm pear blossom needle.

Du Yun didn't care about it, and with a single thought, the flying sword shot straight into the sky, cutting off Tang Yixiao's right arm.

Hey!

There were hog-killing screams in the front yard.

Tang Yixiao covered his broken arm, and immediately swallowed a few pills, staring at Du Yun with cold eyes.

"Master Tang! Why is there so much noise outside?" At this moment, a black shadow ran over.

Tang Yixiao's expression changed drastically when he saw the person coming: "Ghost Qiao? Aren't you dead? The one surnamed Du didn't kill your spirit body?"

Qiao Gui looked blank: "I'm dead? I'm not dead! I'm alive and well."

Tang Yixiao's face was so cold that it was about to drip water. He knew that he was deceived by Du Yun and the others.

"Surnamed Du! You killed me from the lineage of Gu Wu, and you dared to come to your door to die. If you don't kill you today, I, Qiao Gui, will be your grandson."

With the Lord of Fort Tang sitting in town, Qiao Gui is full of confidence.

It's just that just after the ruthless words were finished, he finally discovered the abnormality on Tang Yixiao's body, and shouted: "Master Tang! You, why did you lose your right arm?"

"Fuck you, uncle!" Tang Yixiao couldn't help yelling.

"Master Tang, why are you scolding me?" Qiao Gui was puzzled.

Tang Yixiao was furious, took out a handful of Bodhi's blood with his left hand, and threw it directly at Qiao Gui.

The bodhi blood was only the size of a glass bead, but after Tang Yixiao activated his spiritual power and threw it out, it instantly turned into a pot lid.A sharp machete was set on the edge of each bodhi blood, and poison was applied on the machete. When more than a dozen bodhi blood flew away, like a wall of killing, Qiao Gui had no way out and was torn to pieces on the spot.

"Things like pigs, are you worthy of cooperating with Tangmen?" After killing someone, Tang Yixiao even spat on the ground, cursing endlessly.

Chapter 407

The smell of blood wafted through the front yard.

Several people were startled by the power of Bodhi's blood. No wonder the Tang Sect can stand in the middle of the river and sit firmly in the first place. The weapons in their hands are more ferocious than the last.

All day long, I think about the sects that study these murderous weapons. It is also expected that they will end up in a crooked way.

A battle ensued.

The eight of Du Yun fought against hundreds of Tangjiabao disciples, and the scene was very spectacular.

Tang Yixiao leaped to escape, Du Yun immediately chased after him, but in mid-air, countless darts came overwhelmingly, he had no choice but to chop off the darts with a unicorn sword, and had no intention of chasing Tang Yixiao again.

The fighting was fierce.

Even though Du Yun's cultivation is superior, the Tang Sect has many poisonous weapons, and every disciple is an expert at using hidden weapons. Those hidden weapons are contaminated with poison, and Du Yun and the others dare not touch them at all, making it difficult to use their fists. Be careful with every move.

Soon, the back of an eminent monk of the Emei Sect was unfortunately scratched by a poison dart. Within a few seconds, the blood that flowed out turned black and gave off a foul smell.

Several people immediately gathered beside the eminent monk to help him resist the attack and create time for him to heal his wounds and expel his poison.But the eminent monk took the elixir and tried to mobilize his spiritual power to force the poison, but the effect was minimal.

"I can't do it! I feel that the poison has penetrated into the internal organs. This kind of play has absolutely no chance of winning. Leave me alone and leave this place quickly, otherwise everyone will die here." The eminent monk folded his hands and accepted the coming of death. .