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The cunning opponent used the art of sneak attack, which interfered with his judgment.

Turning around, staring at a charming woman in white fur flying in the air, she said bitterly: "Xin Yue, we Wuxiu and your Three-Tailed Demon Fox Division have always been in harmony with each other, why do you want to help Daoxiu deal with me? "

Xinyue played with a delicate ring with her right hand, glanced at the young Taoist priest with a calm expression, and said with a smile, "I'm happy!"

Chapter 172 Calculations have no shape and heart is like iron

The middle-aged Wu Xiu was so angry that his face was as black as iron. Seeing that Xinyue was guarding the south and did not press any further, the Taoist woman flew close from the east and formed a vague encirclement with the four people on the ground. The ice-cold demon power is resolved.

Slowly backing away, he knows that the fox demon has skills, right?Can interfere with his escape speed.

Otherwise, with these few Taoist monks, why would he be afraid?

Even if he was worried that Daoxiu's help was coming, he would kill one or two before leaving, what could the seriously injured Daoxiu woman do to him?

"Xinyue, don't you fox demons like to 'do business'? If you have any demands, tell me!"

The middle-aged Wu Xiu suppressed his anger and stared at the fox girl in the air.

Xinyue put the silver wristband on Bai Nen's left hand, smiled like a fox who took advantage, and said, "Quan Ming, you said this yourself, don't count me as an insult, let me think about it..."

Looking at Zhang Wenfeng who was still retreating, he said softly: "Guard Master Zhang, I invite you to the Broken Moon Demon Forest to do us a favor, what do you think?"

These days, she ran around and went to other places,?Can't find the right person who can defuse the crisis.

Without any choice,?She ran to the Great Liang Country in the west, and asked an expert to help her deduce it.

Then he found it again,?She has the ability to transform and confuse, so she doesn't need to break into the Great Formation of the Fairy Spirit Temple and casually confuse an apprentice guarding under the archway, she will roughly know the whereabouts of Guanzhu Zhang, and she found it just in time.

The grievances between the human races had nothing to do with her originally, but it did not prevent her from making use of them a little bit.

When the middle-aged Wu Xiu heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he muttered a mantra silently, waiting calmly.

Knowing that he was used as a bargaining chip in the deal with Daoxiu as a fox demon, if he didn't try to escape, he would not be able to get any good today.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at the middle-aged man, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Xinyue has a heart, if I ask you to take action and join forces to kill Wu Xiu's thief, you will definitely not refuse..." He said this on purpose.

Didn't finish talking, huh?The middle-aged Wu Xiu had already flew up to the corpse more than fifty feet away, and his speed exploded three points faster than before,?A trail of afterimages was left in the air.

Xin Yue and Yun Qiuhe shouted almost at the same time: "Stop him!"

"Don't let him grab the body."

One seems to be remembering something,?While the other was pretending, the two speeded up at the same time, and flew from two directions, Xin Yue muttered something, and took the silver ring into her hand.

Fu Gujing waved away a handful of yellow dust in her hand, and it turned into a mist of yellow mist, covering the corpse more than ten feet away.

Zhang Wenfeng ran with his sword, trying to stop him.

The middle-aged Wu Xiu flicked his sleeves, and there was still seven or eight feet away, and he took the corpse into his hands first.

A gust of cold blue wind rolled up the snow foam and rushed towards Zhang Wenfeng who was rushing forward, even blowing the yellow dust in the air to a standstill.

Zhang Wenfeng moved his sword like a huge millstone, and only heard a dense "clinking" sound. The snow foam and cold wind were mixed with countless witchcraft needles, which were smashed by him with the sword. Flickering, with sparse needles slipping through the net, hitting him from the side and collapsing.

Fu Gujing caught up and took out the sword to share part of the pressure.

The middle-aged Wu Xiu laughed loudly and said, "Xin Yue, what happened today will definitely be repaid in the future!"

He has already touched a witch weapon in the arms of the little witch.

This idiot, so stupid that he would send his life here, he didn't even have a chance to use the witch weapon, but it was cheaper for him.

I also feel relieved, even if I go back to face the punishment, the crime can be mitigated a little.

Stepping back to the north, he quickly put the witch weapon into his sleeve pocket, grabbed the corpse, and chanted the witch spell in his mouth. At the critical moment, he could throw it at Xinyue who was chasing from the south, and use the witchcraft corpse explosion to block that greedy man. Insidious fox, he was a little afraid of the silver ring in the fox demon's hand.

Those little guys who were entangled in his sorcery sleeves were not in his eyes.

I just don't want to spend more time and hands and feet killing.

The mission has failed, the most urgent thing is to get rid of the escape as soon as possible.

Xinyue in the air was quite afraid of the dead body that the middle-aged Wu Xiu was holding in his hands. She couldn't do much for something that was not good, and she didn't throw the silver ring out for a long time.

It's just that the middle-aged Wu Xiu's tone made her a little annoyed, and she didn't mind stepping on Wu Xiu hard when he was in trouble.

The middle-aged Wu Xiu focused most of his attention on Xin Yue who was in the air. Suddenly, two dark red and black vines as thick as copper coins jumped out from the back and collar of the corpse. However, he couldn't dodge the bundle wrapped around his waist behind another vine.

He became elbow and armpit, hard to guard against, and bound him tightly with the shriveled corpse of the little witch.

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p;?The sharp thorns hooked on the vines bit into the robe fiercely, clasped the flesh and tied it tightly.

He subconsciously struggled with his witch power, and it was impossible to break it in a moment.

The middle-aged Wu Xiu, whose complexion changed drastically, let out a roar, and a faint blue light cut towards the vines like a sharp knife, but it was too late, the vines followed Zhang Wenfeng who was galloping to make a tactic, entangled quickly, and the first vine that fell through slammed Tied up diagonally from his armpits, playing tricks and interspersing.

With just three or two breaths, two vines tied the middle-aged Wu Xiu's hands and feet behind his back, and bound the short Wu Xiu's body like a ball.

You have me I have you.

The two witch cultivators probably have never been so close in their entire life.

The ambiguous posture made the middle-aged Wu Xiu uncomfortable, ashamed and angry.

"It's thorn-hook wire vines!"

Xin Yue, who was chasing from the air, suddenly stopped, such a strange winding Taoism made her feel jealous.

She saw that the Taoist priest named Zhang Wenfeng was doing the tricks, but she couldn't think of any kind of winding secret method that could escape the perception of a second-level witch cultivator and suddenly make it come out?

How can this icy and snowy place perform the Entanglement Technique?It is still out of thin air and uses thorn hook wire vine spiritual plants as a medium.

Yun Qiuhe stopped flying at the right time, about twenty feet away from Xinyue.

Sure enough, Guanzhu Zhang did not disappoint her, she guessed it was the trick when he kicked over the corpse?

She stared at the demon fox trespassing on the Taoist territory, and secretly guarded herself. I heard that it was because of this fox named Xinyue that there was a lot of trouble last time, and Jiang Ting was suspended because of this. She has already sent a yellow talisman to the patrolman , hoping to come sooner.

As for Xin Yue's sneak attack on the middle-aged Wu Xiu, Yun Qiuhe would not appreciate it.

Even without Xinyue's participation, middle-aged monks would be fooled sooner or later. As long as Guanzhu Zhang's secret technique is properly arranged, it will become more unpredictable and impossible to guard against.

The irregular spherical shape bound by dark red vines fell on the snow and rolled.

There is black and faint blue light mist, corroding the thorny wire vines, making a "squeak" sound.

Zhang Wenfeng had already arrived, his sword was as bright as a flower blooming, the wind and snow could not conceal his killing intent, he pierced into the middle of the vine with a "squeak", and the blade pierced through the chest of the middle-aged Wu Xiu who was bound and struggling desperately.

He shot decisively and simply, so fiercely that he did not leave any room for the middle-aged Wu Xiu to use his means.

A distorted and suppressed howl came from the vines.

"Let me come, I will come!"

Fu Gujing rushed to follow, holding the unusually sharp wrist blade in his right hand, preventing Brother Zhang from making a circle by himself, and stabbing Wu Xiu's crooked neck with a sharp aim, without pulling out the knife.

On this wrist blade, a master of the same sect was specially invited to draw the soul-suppressing rune.

In order to deal with Wu Xiu, he took great pains and hated him to the bone, so he used such vicious methods.

The yellow mist floated above, blocking the falling snowflakes.

Chen Qingqiao, who had lost his junior brother, and Zhu He, who had lost his brother and companion for more than ten years, each with a sword, vented their hatred on the master of witchcraft who had only vented his breath and not much breath.

When dealing with Wu Xiu, especially second-tier masters, don't think about capturing them alive.

Get rid of it as soon as possible, otherwise you will have to pay the blood price.

Unless it is crushed by strength, it can be imprisoned completely by means.

The two drew their swords one after the other and retreated in a tacit understanding. Each of them had their own comfort in their hearts, that is, the joy of avenging their fellow disciples, and the benefit of achieving great achievements.

This battle was a thrilling comeback, and they followed suit.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't appreciate the scene where Fu Gujing used the dark copper bell to extract the living soul, but looked at the charming woman in the south frowning slightly, and said, "Daoist Xinyue, I'm sorry, I have a business to do, so I can't follow you to break it." Moon Forest, please invite another expert! Thank you for your help earlier!"

As he spoke, he clasped his fists together, gave a slight salute, and thanked him verbally, showing his sincerity.

With the improvement of his cultivation base to the perfection of Qi Transformation, he mastered the unique skill of sharpening the sword, and he also has the seeds of thorn hook and wire vine in his hand.

Plus the achievement blessing of freshly slaughtering a second-level witch cultivator with supernatural powers.

Now facing Xinyue, a beautiful fox, he can speak calmly.

No need to pretend, confidence comes naturally.

He could sense Xinyue's defense against him, and he communicated with the mahogany flying sword contained in the guardian bottle in the black cloth bag with his spiritual sense, and he could launch a thunderous blow at any time.

Hole cards, of course, the more the better!

The supernatural powers are temporarily unavailable, and he still has swords and flying swords.

Chapter 173: It's Always Sharpening and Cultivation

Xinyue backed away slowly, she had a feeling that the Taoist priest was hiding something that could threaten her.

Just like plotting against Quan Ming earlier, if he didn't expect it, his death would be in vain.

It's better to stay far away for safety. I don't care much about the woman who guards and supervises her in the east.

"Hehe, Guanzhu Zhang is so majestic,? I have seen what it means to be ruthless and not trustworthy. You are a guest. I will invite you next time, and I will not be so polite."

Xinyue smiled a little coldly, her right hand stroked the silver ring, her blue eyes turned cold.

Zhang Wenfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "Fellow Taoist Xinyue, I have never promised you anything, so it is not a broken promise. We are enemies, passers-by, or friends. In your mind In the meantime, if you do well in the first year of junior high school, I will pay you back twice as much."

He is not threatened by the other party's hidden words.

It was useless to threaten him with the lives of his classmates, apprentices, and everyone in Zhangjiazhuang.

He can double down on revenge, that's his attitude.

Compromising will only make things worse.

Xin Yue withdrew a hundred feet away, staring at that hard-hearted Taoist priest, she was discouraged for a while,?She really hates guys with a firm heart, who don't talk about family affection,?If you don't talk about friendship, let alone be moved by interests, you won't get into it.

What a mess!

The cold wind blew the unstoppable heavy snow, instigated it to fall, covering the collapsed houses in the town, the corpses that fell everywhere, and the glaring bloodstains, and the world was clean.

Displaced people who have lost their loved ones and homes, weeping and weeping, they don't know where to flee in the wild.

Yun Qiuhe recovered from her injuries, and she broke the tense atmosphere that seemed to freeze: "Fellow Taoist Xinyue, may I ask the Taoist priest Jiang Ting to tell you the news about Guanzhu Zhang himself, or did you hear it from other people?"

She was not afraid of what would happen to the fox, but worried that if this stalemate continued, it would be the people who had already suffered.

Xin Yue seemed to have thought of this, smiled sweetly, and said, "I won't tell you guys!"

She turned into a white shadow,?Drop into the back of the broken yard below.

Yun Qiuhe flew to the sky, scanned carefully, and shook his head,?This fox escaped extremely fast.

A figure with a sword light pierced the snowy sky and flew over the devastated town. Shi Huai'an, the wind patrolman, arrived.

The damn Wuxiu thief came out to make trouble in the windy and snowy weather.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, you messed up five witch cultivators and a witch beast, including two second-level witch cultivators, all of them were killed here, and only Xinyue from the Three-Tailed Demon Fox Division escaped."

Yun Qiuhe clasped her fists and briefly introduced the situation. She didn't have time to go into details, she was going to help the people.

Shi Huai'an, who silently glanced at the miserable situation in the town, suddenly raised his head, stared at the woman who was in a state of distress and was seriously injured, and said, "What did you say?"

Yun Qiuhe stretched out his hand to ask: "Master Shi, let's get down and talk. The people in the town need to be rescued and resettled as soon as possible. Please send a summons to the head of the house. The county government must send people to protect it as soon as possible. We can call in the nearby Taoist temples. Do what you can."

With the Patrol Envoy present, it was inconvenient for her to act on her behalf, so it would not take much to ask for instructions.

Besides, she has already summoned Dean Wu, but what she said earlier was relatively rough.

Shi Huai'an finally saw the masked body that fell to the ground in the snow, he dodged and landed on the ground first, and said: "Thank you guys, I will send a message to Master Wu, and you quickly arrange to call the nearby Taoist temples and people from the town to come here , it is important to save the people."

He didn't care much about the fox that ran away.

The Human Race has already warned the Three-Tailed Demon Fox Division that if they dare to break the rules, they will pay a heavy price.

Yun Qiuhe waved the fireworks that summoned the Taoist soldiers from the Daolu branch into the air.

Shi Huai'an inspected the three corpses for a while, and then dodged to the side of Fu Gujing, Zhang Wenfeng and others who were clasping their fists to salute. After returning the salute, he tore off the withered and shriveled vines, revealing the two miserable corpses inside. Said: "Okay, okay, you have made a lot of contributions this time! Killing a thief is a merit!"

Sure enough, they were the corpses of two second-level witch cultivators.

Fu Gujing smiled wryly: "Brothers suffered heavy casualties, and many common people died and injured."