Chapter 145 Iron Tiger Qianqiu

A mass of huge flames impacted and shone across the sky.

It is similar to the fire letter talisman of the Danquan sect, but when the flame explodes, it is a huge "dry" character, which has not disappeared for a long time.

Just below the place where the fire was shining, two cloud tumblers lined up side by side. Beside them were dozens of majestic wildebeests, as well as some figures.

An old man in his sixties was sitting on the roof of one of the cars. He has thick hair on his face and tiger stripes on his body. The eyes are like wheels, the eyes are shining brightly, the momentum is calm, majestic and natural,

At this moment, his face was extremely ugly, looking at the eyes.

"Where did your young master go? Why haven't you seen anyone coming? You clearly know that you are in a killing situation, why do you still run around? This is how you protect your young master?"

It was Yin Yang and Lian Fan who stood respectfully in front of the old man. The former was expressionless and unmoved. The latter is slightly embarrassing.

As a coachman, he also has the responsibility to protect Zongshou. It's just that when he finished his work and rushed back, Zong Shou had disappeared, and after two full days, he disappeared without a trace.

Behind the old man, there is another middle-aged man in his thirties. It is also awe-inspiring, with a strong and capable body. He had a gloomy face and a square face, nothing out of the ordinary. There are three long whiskers on each side of the lips. At this time, he was up and down, and he seemed to be extremely angry.

And standing on the roof of the other carriage were Xuanyuan Yiren and Li Yunniang. Hearing the old man's words, he also frowned, and turned to Li Yunniang reproachfully: "Do you know where the son is going, at least which direction he is going? Why didn't you ask clearly at that time?"

Li Yunniang shook her head and pointed to the hills beside her as an answer.

He secretly groaned in his heart, with the temperament of that little devil, how dare he ask? Even if he asked, Zong Shou probably wouldn't bother.

She could see clearly that the young master has been treating her like mosquitoes, flies and dust lately, and she is disgusted and unwilling to bother to pay attention to it.

Yin Yang was calm and composed, but the sixty-year-old man's eyes were wide open, staring a little shyly. He snorted again, closed his eyes and said, "Why don't you speak? Are you dumb?"

Only then did Yin Yang move his body, and leaned slightly: "My lord, please be calm and don't be impatient. I think the young master will be able to rush back in a short time. With the young master's ability, he will be safe and sound."

"With the young master's ability, you are safe and sound? Hey, I, Hu Qianqiu, really don't know what the son is capable of! Yin Yang, before he enters the sea of ​​sinking clouds, he will probably let that person protect the son. But even though that guy is Xuanwuzong Cultivation level, but he is seriously injured, and normally, the son still needs to rely on your guards. How can you take this sentence for granted?"

The old man sneered, and looked at Yin Yang with a stern and cold expression: "Is it okay to say? You have traveled all the way for twenty days and nights to invite me here. Why? You are loyal to King Weiran, but you also have the responsibility to protect the clan. If it is true as you said, you can persuade me to support the son. If not, I, Hu Qianqiu, will definitely take action and take the life of the son. To prevent the next Qiantian demon King, are you angry with my Iron Tiger Clan?"

Xuanyuan Yiren's breath was suffocated, she slightly shook her cherry lips, and clenched her fists unconsciously.

Even Fan Yinyang had an indifferent expression and didn't care about it. Even Li Yunniang was unaware of the threat, how likely it was to be realized, but there was a look of anxiety looming on her face.

——That person, why hasn't he arrived yet?

Yin Yang smiled, and shook his head lightly: "Yin Yang dare not go beyond the pedestal, and even if I tell you, the adults probably don't believe it. It is better to wait for the son to rush back and talk to the adults in person. Please rest assured, the son will never let the elder You are disappointed!"

Hearing this, Hu Qianqiu was noncommittal, but the middle-aged man behind him sneered: "Will you not disappoint my father? The son has already disappointed me all the way up and down the Tianshan Mountains in the past ten years. What qualifications does he have to say Is it possible not to disappoint my father? Ah, that’s right, if I didn’t give up hope, naturally I wouldn’t be disappointed—”

Yin Yang was silent for a while and didn't speak, but Hu Qianqiu's eyes turned cold, and he scolded: "Hu Zhongyuan, shut up! No matter what happens to the son, he is also my brother Weiran himself? If you say no to him again, believe it or not Shall I sink you into the sea of ​​clouds?"

That Hu Zhongyuan stared blankly, then closed his mouth resentfully, showing a bit of unwillingness. That Hu Qianqiu also looked up at the sky again, only to see that the word 'dry' had gradually faded.

He couldn't help frowning: "Send another talisman! Don't stop. Since you must wait until Shizi comes back, then wait for him to come back. I'll be here, and wait for him for another half a day. Just think of it as doing your best for Brother Weiran— —”

Xuanyuan Yiren's willow eyebrows immediately frowned slightly.

How can Hu Qianqiu be satisfied with Zong Shou's current situation?

Could it be referring to the Pulse Spirit Pill, and the psychic Xuanyi Pill? It's just that this is only a slight possibility that he can practice martial arts.

It seems that Zong Shou specially ordered Yin Yang to invite this Tiger Qianqiu. How sure is he, so confident?

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The flame of the word 'dry' illuminated the night sky again. At the same time, within a radius of tens of miles, everyone was looking up at the sky.

The same is true for Zong Ling, frowning and looking at the sky, his eyes are full of puzzlement: "Is this fire letter talisman really free of money? What kind of mystery is it playing? Feng Xiao, there really is Xuanwuzong over there?"

Feng Xiao was also not sure, and looked at the innate strong man beside him who was holding a sword in his forehand and quietly riding on a wind-riding horse.

Seeing the latter nod his head slightly, he frowned and said: "Arrogance is like a dragon, like a golden pillar. He has reached the peak of a warrior in the world, probably he is! This person must be a person with shocking pride, so he is so undisguised. Most likely extraordinary. This is the first time I have seen such a flamboyant Xuanwu Grandmaster—”

"Vaguely familiar, seems to be someone I've seen before, could it be the Xuanwuzong who was next to Zongshou that day?"

Zong Ling still had some doubts on his face. After pondering for a moment, he rode forward: "Let's go over there and have a look!"

"My lord, you can't do it! This person is full of energy and blood, and there is no sign of weakness. It is probably not that person. And now, we don't have a Xuanwu sect-level powerhouse—"

Feng Xiao hastily opened his mouth to warn, seeing that Zong Ling didn't listen to the persuasion at all, and had already started galloping at full speed, so he had no choice but to urge the horse to move forward. Keep up with several innate martial artists around him.

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By the time Zong Shou crawled out of the pit of several tens of feet, two full hours had passed.

Although he was not injured just now, the death sword of Styx caused great damage to his body. If it wasn't for the Lei Luan essence in his body, he would almost not be able to recover.

However, time is mainly wasted on removing traces and destroying corpses. When he obtained the dark epiphyllum before, he didn't think about it. But now after killing these people, they have to deal with it.

Forget about Dou Lingzhen, even though he is the lord of a city, he kills as soon as he kills, but Mingjue is a bit troublesome.

He is the most clear about these methods of the real Demon Sect. Within the sect, there are usually frequent internal struggles, and from time to time, a lot of people will die, and most of the time they are killed by the means of the same sect. Survival of the fittest is the most ruthless.

But once a disciple is killed by an outsider, or dies in the sect's official business, the revenge must be endless.

Thinking of the dozens of demon slaves who had died, Zong Shou sighed slightly. He didn't know that his actions at that time would be a disaster or a blessing for these people. Although it freed them from torture, it also directly caused their death to be accelerated.

But this time, he really found something good from Na Mingjue.

The magic weapon Dao Talisman has its origins, and most of them cannot be used in front of others. But this is the only thing, it doesn't hurt to use it.

When he jumped out of the ground, Zong Shou had just stood firm. I saw the huge fire-colored word 'dry' in the sky.

"Letter?"

Zong Shou frowned, extremely surprised. Those who use the word 'gan' as a fire letter, the entire east of Yunlu is only Qiantianshan.

In the next moment, it suddenly dawned on me. Most likely the one he invited has already arrived. Counting the time, it's almost time.

Can't help but smile, the fire letter talisman is continuous, it seems that that person can't wait any longer.

We can't stay here for long, and the deaths of Dou Lingzhen and Mingjue won't be hidden for long. It is estimated that it only takes a few hours to affect the Fenghua City army. Once one side wins, someone will definitely enter the pothole to check what happened.

There was no longer any further delay, Zong Shou grabbed Chu Xue and ran forward, urging Lei to move his spirit bones, and quickly shuttled between the mountains.

But after only walking for a while, Zong Shou already had a look of helplessness on his face.

"Chuxue, how long are you going to stare at me? Haven't you seen enough?"

"Of course Xue'er can never get enough of the young master's appearance!"

Chuxue actually nodded, confidently, and then with a look of regret and annoyance on her face: "Especially when she had white hair just now, she was so handsome! Xue'er shouldn't have listened to the young master just now, she should have opened her eyes in advance. Many masters are using the Styx death sword to change their hair and show it to Xueer, okay? Young master, Xueer begs you—"

Before he finished speaking, Zong Shou couldn't bear it anymore, and hit Chuxue's head with a blasting hammer: "Damn girl, you can use this sword skill at will? It seems that you really need to repair it when you go back, and it's getting more and more presumptuous. Change your mind Le, that Dahuang Talisman Sutra, you have to copy it 200 times before I am allowed to eat!"

Chuxue immediately wailed, Zong Shou was angry and laughed.

In his previous life, whenever he used this Styx death sword, both men and women would fear him like a demon, but Chu Xue was very happy.

Could it be the appearance bonus of this life? But remembering the self in the previous life, isn't that ugly? It's a rare man with temperament——

Just as these distracting thoughts were swirling in his mind, Zong Shouhu's footsteps stopped suddenly, causing the thunder bone to stop.

Then he narrowed his eyes and looked in front of him. The trees are lush and swaying with the breeze, so you can't feel anything strange at all.

However, in the thoughts transmitted from the shadow lion, it was not like that. There are not only people here, but also people with ulterior motives.

After a long time, there was no movement at all. Zong Shou was impatient, so he pointed out directly with a half-smile: "My friend is hiding there, do you really think that others can't see it?"