On the official road, Feng Yun, Mo Ziyi, Chu Linghan, Wu Zhongyu and Wu Zhongling fought fiercely. The handsome man and the beautiful woman attracted a lot of attention.

Although Chu Linghan and Mo Ziyi's martial arts skills are a little worse than Wu Zhongling, the two of them have different skills that have made Wu Zhongling dare not be distracted.

Feng Yun, the two seven-star two ghosts, can retreat in one battle, not to mention that only Wu Zhongyu is the only one now. Even though his strength has improved, there is still not much pressure for Feng Yun.

The two fought each other for more than ten rounds. Feng Yun seized the opportunity to force Wu Zhongyu to retreat with a poisonous dragon palm, and took the opportunity to point out a decisive finger. Wu Zhongyu was caught off guard and was hit by the left shoulder, and blood surged out along the blood hole as big as a finger.

One move destroyed Wu Zhongyu's left arm, and his magical actions exploded with changes. The golden light flashed, and sand and stones flew under his feet. He used the Great Demon-Subduing Fist again. In Wu Zhongyu's shocked eyes, Feng Yun's big fist hit Wu Zhongyu's chest.

"boom!"

Blood gushed out from the corner of Wu Zhongyu's mouth, and his already fair face seemed to have a layer of frost. Feng Yun followed up and stepped on Wu Zhongyu's abdomen again, and his whole body smashed to the ground like a cannonball, sinking into a huge human-shaped pit.

"Senior Brother!" Wu Zhongling was always paying attention to this side. She noticed the moment Wu Zhongyu was defeated, and hurriedly forced Chu Linghan and Mo Ziyi to retreat, blocking Wu Zhongyu's approaching.

"Die!" Feng Yun had no idea of ​​pitying Xiang Yu, and turned his fist into a palm and swooped down.

"Go away!" Wu Zhongyu pushed Wu Zhongling in front of him with blood spitting out his mouth, but his hands were soft and powerless.

"Senior brother, let's go together if you want to leave, let's go together if you want to die!" Wu Zhongling's lips turned white. He knew that he was unable to defeat Feng Yun, but he did not hesitate to use all his strength to rush towards Feng Yun like an arrow leaving the string.

The white figure looked like a moth that was fighting for fire, and her bright eyes showed a spirit of looking at death. However, this still could not make Feng Yun feel merciless. After two or three rounds, Wu Zhongling showed a flaw. After Feng Yun's back was heavily hit by Feng Yun, he heard the sound of a broken bone, and flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"puff!"

Wu Zhongling accidentally hit Wu Zhongyu heavily, and bright red blood erupted from their mouths again.

"Sister Ling! Senior Brother!"

The white clothes were also blood, and the black clothes were also blood. The two of them hugged each other, and their tears flashed with eyes looked at each other and looked at Feng Yun at one time.

"I will never die today, and I will repay it twice tomorrow!"

Um?

Thinking of the scene when Wu Zhongyu was slashed by Feng Yun on the back that day, Feng Yun pulled out the fallen leaf knife behind him and slashed it down without hesitation.

"boom!"

After the violent explosion, there was black smoke and mist, and huge mushroom clouds rose, and Feng Yun could not see anything at all.

The smoke dissipated, and except for a big pit, Wu Zhongyu and Wu Zhongling were gone.

"What is this?" Feng Yun was extremely angry again and again.

"This is the thunder bomb from Jiangnan Pili Hall, also called gunpowder bullet, which is extremely powerful!" The explanation is Chu Linghan.

"Is there a solution?" Feng Yun regretted this question after asking. Is he, a modern person, not as good as Chu Linghan's understanding of gunpowder?

"No!" Chu Linghan shook his head, "But there are a large number of gunpowder bullets sold in Pili Hall. We can buy some, for tooth!"

Next, Chu Linghan briefly introduced the Pili Hall. The Pili Hall is located in Jiangnan and mainly sells gunpowder and ammunition. It is rich enough to rival a country. The contemporary hall master Leihuo, who practices the unique skills of the Pili Palm and the Pili Mad Sword, and has unfathomable strength.

Jiangnan is thousands of miles away from here, so it is definitely unrealistic to buy gunpowder bullets.

"Although you can't buy gunpowder bullets now, there is no solution to deal with gunpowder bullets!"

"You said that!" Feng Yun urged Chu Linghan.

Chu Linghan added rosy lips, "The gunpowder bullet will have a short time when it is triggered. If it can be controlled in this extremely short time, the gunpowder bullet will not only not hurt the enemy, but will instead harm your own life!"

Damn! I didn't even remember such a simple method! Feng Yun wanted to slap himself. If he had thought of this early, Wu Zhongyu and Wu Zhongling would not have been able to escape today.

"The road is facing the sky, go one side!" He bowed to the two, and Feng Yun headed towards the direction where Wu Qiuxing and his wife left.

"Wait!" Mo Ziyi stretched out her arms to block Feng Yun.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yun was very impatient.

"With your strength, do you think you can avenge me?"

Chu Linghan spoke up and asked a question that surprised Feng Yun. Only Zhang Yang knew the grudge between him and the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion, and how Mo Ziyi knew.

Mo Ziyi knew that if she could not explain the matter clearly, Feng Yun would definitely leave. Although she was panicked, she still pretended to be calm and composed. "With my intelligence and talent, you can tell at a glance that you have a grudge with the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion, and it is a big grudge!"

"Continue!" Feng Yun refused to comment.

Mo Ziyi pursed her lips, and Feng Yun's indifference made her feel that she was pretending to be irritable. "Forget it! I won't say it anymore, in short, you have a grudge, and it's a deep hatred for blood!

If you want to take revenge, I can help you!"

"Just you guys?"

Just because two second-rate warriors who are not at the peak of the second-rate warriors want to help him solve the two first-rate mid-stage warriors, this problem seems a bit too funny.

"Don't underestimate us. Although we can't solve the Seven-Star Double Ghost, I still have a way for the two people in the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion!"

"It seems that you know a lot about the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion?"

"Of course, did they even beg my dad back then?"

"For what?" Feng Yun continued to ask, and the more he knew about the opponent of Blood Sacrifice Pavilion, the better.

"Of course, for the treatment..." Mo Ziyi stopped suddenly, "You asked so much, but you know, I can help you solve the people in the Blood Sacrifice Pavilion!"

"Then what method do you use?"

"The mountain man has his own tricks, so don't worry!" Mo Ziyi raised her neck proudly.

...

One day later, the water in the mountains was gurgling. By the clear stream, Feng Yun, Mo Ziyi and Chu Linghan sat cross-legged, with vigorous charcoal fire burning in the middle, and a pheasant and a hare were erected. The bright flames were grilling wild game. The fat and tender oil fell on the charcoal fire and made a "stinging" sound. The fragrance was so strong that the three of them twitched their noses at the same time.

The stream was gurgling in my ears, the fragrance of flowers and birds were singing, but the atmosphere was a bit dull, Feng Yun was not good at speaking, Chu Linghan was a little quiet, Mo Ziyi was no longer the usual noisy, and looked down at the rolling roast chicken, wondering what she was thinking.

"Young Master Feng, what happened last time was wrong. I apologize to you!" Chu Linghan mustered up the courage to bow to Feng Yun in vain.
Chapter completed!