"Go away from that person quickly!"

A crisp voice suddenly made Nangong Tong, who had just been shocked and suspicious, even more stunned. This was what Mingyue, who had never said anything, said to him. His voice was anxious, as if he was quite concerned, which made him a little flattered.

With a bang, Zeng Jiuwen, or the airtight divine armor wrapped in the Lord of the Hall of Zeng Jiuwen, was blown away.

It is not appropriate to say that it exploded. To be precise, it should have been opened. It was stretched out from the inside by countless pink bugs that were flying and jumping vividly. However, the momentum of the stretching out was too fierce, so it made people feel like it exploded. As countless pink bugs surged out like a tide, the set of Shenjitang armor also fell down, as if a bracket was removed. As for Zeng Jiuwen's body, which was originally in it, it seemed that he had disappeared without any trace.

The red insects that jumped out from the explosive power splashed out like countless hidden weapons. Although the young heroes of the Zhengdao League were not weak, they all flew around and dodged, and two people were also stained. As soon as the red insects touched the flesh, they drilled inward. The body as big as a fine needle had a speed and power that was completely inconsistent with it. After touching the skin, they could drill into the flesh in the blink of an eye. Then you could see thin bulges beginning to wander quickly under the skin.

One of the people who were touched was also decisive and insightful. Almost as soon as he discovered it, he had already pulled out a long sword from his waist, and a large piece of flesh that was stuck to the small insect flew out.

Another one is not lucky because the place where he touches the insect is his face. After he hesitating slightly, he covered the place where he was touched and screamed like crazy, and his hands desperately tear the place where he was touched. In a few strokes, he was already bloody and blurred.

Nangong Tong, who was standing closest to Zeng Jiuwen, did not touch it, because as the red insects exploded, two Mingyue figures suddenly appeared behind him, grabbed the back of his neck and threw it out like throwing something. Finally, he was good at it and stood firm. When he turned around, his face was so scared that it was pale.

The man who was trying hard to grasp his face was the young man from the brocade robe who had made a speech before. This man was originally handsome and elegant, but at this time he was like a ghost, scratching his face on one side. He even clenched his eyes, but he kept trying to kill a pig while tearing him up. This miserable situation almost made Nangong Tong kneel down.

"Brother Hong~!"

"Be careful, everyone!"

"Ah~~~, be careful..."

The screams around him made Nangong Tong come to his senses. He turned his head to look and saw several people from the Zhengdao League falling down one after another. However, the vision that broke out from Zeng Jiuwen was distracted, and dozens of fine needles were stabbed on them in a short blink.

There were still a few that had not fallen. They had taken a special medicine to fight poison and relieve numbness before, and they could withstand the poison from the fine needles for the time being. But the next moment, a dozen black shadows slashed and whistled heavily on them. These were small iron cones that were ten times thicker than the fine needles just now. It was not clear whether there was poison on them. However, the damage caused by these strange-shaped iron cones pierced into the flesh was extremely amazing. It was obvious that a small hole the size of a chopstick was shot in the front, and when they were penetrated from behind, they brought out a piece of flesh as big as a fist. Those that were not exposed were also drilling in their bodies, shaking the blood vessels and meridians inside into a mess. Each wound was like a blood pocket that had pierced the hole and blood was poured out.

If these hidden weapons simply destructively attack things, they may not be as powerful as the projectiles blown out by firearms, but they may not be much lethal to the limbs. These people also fell down due to the screams.

In a blink of an eye, only five people could stand in this huge hall. In addition to Tang Jianyu, only Nangong Tong, Mingyue, Li Shishi, and Luo Yuanyun shrank in the corner of the wall.

Tang Jianyu was still standing there, surrounded by the people from Shenjitang who had been unconscious by some means. His honest face was not surprised or happy. His eyes swept across the other four people in a plain manner, as if everything that was like a storm just now had nothing to do with him.

Nangong Tong was still standing, although his feet were already a little weak. He had no time to react, whether it was the silent ox-haired fine needle or the iron cone that screamed like heavy rain and wind. However, before these hidden weapons shot on him, they were blocked by a layer of earth wall that suddenly rose from the ground. Although the earth wall lasted for only two breaths and then scattered on the ground, all of the hidden weapons were blocked.

These earthen walls were all from Li Shishi's hands. Just as the bright moon made a sound and threw Nangong Tong out, he clenched his fists and slammed the ground. The bricks and stones under Nangong Tong's feet were shattered, and the soil below surged out like a fountain to form a small circle of earth enclosures. And his whole body suddenly turned into a layer of earth-like armor out of nothing. Now, except for half of his face exposed, his whole body had turned into a mud doll.

Mingyue looked at Li Shishi curiously, as if she was a little surprised by the sudden change and action of this person. When she turned to Tang Jianyu, the pair of thin, long and thick and dark willow leaves frowned, revealing a solemn expression.

At the corner of the wall not far behind her, Luo Yuanyun shrank there with sweaty face. He was holding a wide pig-killing knife in his right hand, but an iron cone was nailed to the wall with his left hand. It seemed that he could not distinguish one of the hidden weapons. He was lucky enough to use the pig-killing knife to block the fine needle and flashed through the vital points, but he was still nailed to the wall by the iron cone. He did not move rashly, and did not try to struggle to get rid of the iron cone. Although he was not lacking in the determination to be crushed to pieces for the goddess in his heart, he also knew that any move might be a death move with his own skills. Even if he was about to die, he must die at the right time.

"What is Mingyue Fairy... It's true that it's the same as the rumors..." Tang Jianyu looked at Mingyue first, with a smile that no one understood what it meant, and then looked at Li Shishi with a slight appreciation in his eyes. "It turns out that there are such a down-to-earth and capable young man in the Li family who actually devoted himself to the Houtumen to learn the Five Elements Taoism. His own hard work is considered home, but it's a pity to follow the boy from the Nangong family to do this."

Li Shishi, who was praised, had no sign of pride and happiness. He clasped his fists with anxiety and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Eleven, please stop! We were wrong this time!"

"Oh?" Tang Jianyu was slightly surprised again. "It's just a boy from the Li family and a disciple of the Houtu Sect. Can't you know that I am the eleventh elder of the Tang family. Are you working under Nangong Wuwei or Nangong Wuji?"

Li Shishi touched his waist with his hand that was already clumsy and ridiculously clumsy and ridiculous, and actually took out a black token. The layer of mud armor covering him seemed extremely hard when facing the hidden weapon, but when his own hands touched it, it could flow freely like flowing water. He held the token in both hands and showed it to Tang Jianyu: "Li Shishi, the deputy commander of the shadow shirt guard, is directly under the command of the school commander of the shadow shirt guard, and I also asked Mr. Tang Shiyi to show mercy to see the face of Lord Nangong!"

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In the dining room, among the crowd of people fainting on the ground, three people standing still stared at each other.

Xiningzi tore off a piece of clothing to tie his broken fingers. His face was as pale as if he was dead, and he was indescribably weak. Looking at the two Taoist Taoists of Sanshan Mountain who were still standing, his expression changed, ruthless, fortunate, and suspicious. In the end, he was still cold and indifferent.

"You...you...are you...are you...a member of the Tang family?" Sanshan Taoist looked at Xiningzi, his whole body trembling. He could still stand because when the Tang craftsman shot out the hidden weapon before, he hurriedly used talismans to protect his body. He was not using the five elements magic with the other wild Taoist priests. He pasted two talismans on his chest, igniting a faint glow that flowed around him. The light that had just emanated from the air and the light protecting him shone on his body. Although the two talismans on his chest suddenly turned into ashes and fell down, he did not faint like others.

Xiningzi did not answer, but continued to bandage his fingers with his face in his face. The Feilong Taoist next to him snorted coldly: "How is that possible? The Taoist Master Xiningzi's method of Yuanling Blood Sacrifice was indeed the direct tradition of Maoshan. The famous Shangqing Soul-Seeing Curse just now would definitely not be used by Taoist disciples who had practiced Shangqing Taoism since childhood."

The horror on the face of the Taoist Sanshan Mountain did not fade away much, and he asked tremblingly: "It's not that... it's not that... this Tang disciple often lurks in various sects..."

Taoist Feilong continued to snort coldly: "If there is really a young Tang disciple who is lurking so deeply and has learned Shangqing Fa to the end, it will never be possible to expose his identity in such a rash way. Do you still keep the two of us watching the show?"

"Then...then..." Although Taoist Sanshan stopped trembling, his face was still full of horror and confusion.

Xiningzi had already bandaged his fingers at this time, looked up at Taoist Feilong and asked coldly: "Who is your lord? What is your intention to come here?"

"We probably asked you this?" Taoist Feilong stared at Xiningzi. "Since you are a disciple of Maoshan, why are you plotting against fellow Taoists at such a critical moment, and the senior Zhang from Longhushan?"

"Sometimes people know less and can live longer." Xiningzi said coldly. "This fellow Feilong Taoist, you can withstand this soul-catching curse and not fainted because of how high your Taoism is, but because my top-grade talisman has to cover so many people and its power is dispersed. Do you have the confidence to take me again?"

The terror in the eyes of Taoist Sanshan began to permeate again. Generally speaking, those who could say such words were all ruthless characters who had the upper hand, at least they had some support behind them. He could see clearly just now that Taoist Feilong shook several times under the blood-colored clear light and almost fell to the ground. Finally, he finally stood firm.

Taoist Feilong sneered and spitted heavily on the ground: "Do you have the ability to send another one to try? Do you know that the blood sacrifice method is the most harmful to the vitality? So what if you are a disciple of the authentic Xuanmen sect? Even if you start practicing from the womb, how deep can you have? Do you really have to stand there and talk?"

Xiningzi stopped talking, and his face became even more gloomy and cold.

After hearing this, Taoist Sanshan suddenly realized, and his expression on his face became a little relaxed, but his eyes met with each other between Taoist Feilong and Xiningzi, but he still stood there in panic and didn't know what to do.

Taoist Feilong scolded in a deep voice: "What are you doing when you are stupid? You are paying attention with the talisman in your hand. As long as this person makes a slight move, he will throw the spell over. As long as he saves Senior Zhang, what are you afraid of?"

Before the Sanshan Taoist reacted, Xiningzi smiled grimly: "It turns out that you can't use talismans anymore. I also said that with your profound cultivation, you can resist the soul-catching curse light that I sacrificed from my blood. I'm afraid it's not easy to stand up now, right?"

"How good are you? If you really want to do something, you still stand there without moving?" Feilong Taoist was not weak at all. He glanced at the Sanshan Taoist, whose terror on his face was beginning to heavier, and encouraged him. "Don't be afraid, this person's vitality is severely damaged now. Not only can the Taoist technique be used, but he doesn't have much strength to use his fist and foot skills. At most, he is stronger than ordinary thieves in the martial arts world. Even if you dare not kill someone, you can use talismans to hit him seriously. When I get a little angry, I will find a way to wake up Taoist Master Qingfeng and Senior Zhang and get out of here. If you have the kind of talisman protection you have before, even if he can barely use some low-grade talismans from the Maoshan School, he will not hurt you."

The Taoist Sanshan stammered and said, "...that...those two Vajra Body-Holding Mantras were exchanged from others after finally...I wanted to find a good opportunity to sell for a good price, but I used it in a hurry just now, but now I have no more..."

Taoist Feilong glared and said angrily: "You...!!"

"Hahahaha..." Xiningzi laughed and pulled out a talisman from his hand and shook it. But after this shaking, the talisman in his hand did not change at all. Instead, his own face turned a little bit blue from the pale face, and he lowered his head and spit out a pool of clear water.

"Hahaha..." This time, the Feilong Taoist laughed, but when he smiled, his body shook, as if he was a little unsteady, he said to the Sanshan Taoist, "You go and find a rope to tie him up, or use two talismans to beat him so hard that he couldn't move." He glanced at the table next to him. "Remember not to use fire talismans, use earth to move water, and break both hands and feet."

Seeing the Taoist Sanshan pulled out the talisman in his hand, Xiningzi stood up and said hurriedly: "Stop! I am the shadow guard of the court! You, a wild Taoist priest in the martial arts world, dare to attack me?"

"Shadow Guard?" The Taoist Sanshan and the Taoist Feilong were both shocked. The Taoist Feilong was better, but the Taoist Sanshan almost fell to his knees on the ground after his feet were weak.

PS: Although I have said that I don’t need to give me any rewards, I still have to thank my friends who don’t stingy with rewards. I’m so generous.
Chapter completed!