Chapter 557 Stopping

The flame of ashes swept through every inch of Qin Yan's road and burned the illusory shadow left by Qin Yan over and over again.

Qin Yan's analysis has reached a critical moment. At this time, he suddenly heard the song and shouted fiercely, "Do you think you are restless!"

The flame of gray surged, and the evil sword turned into a sword shadow all over the sky in front of Qin Yan. Tens of thousands of blades attacked themselves from various incredible angles. There was no way to judge which sword was real and which sword was illusory.

The sword spirit and thunder sound of Ge Xinglie finally exerted his speed of swinging the sword beyond the limit at this moment, giving everyone a huge surprise.

Qin Yan snorted, and his body broke like a ripple in the water. After a flash, he suddenly appeared behind Ge Xinglie and stabbed his sword in the back of his neck.

Ge Xinglie turned back unexpectedly, held Qin Yan's sword, smiled with a sarcastic smile on the corners of his mouth, and said gloomily, "Brother Qin, your magical power may not be omnipotent. If you think that you can dominate the world with this, you are a big mistake. At the beginning, there were many Buddhist monks who died under the Sword God.

Qin Yan took a step back and looked at the deep sword mark from the left palm and the golden blood flowing out of it. His eyes were more cold and said faintly, "Can you also be compared with the sword god of Yandang Mountain?"

"I can't, and you can't, so..."

Qin Yan is not in the mood to listen to what he is saying. Taking the opportunity to talk to Ge Xinglie, he urged the blood to drive away the gloomy and evil sword spirit that penetrated into the palm of his hand, and then watched the horrible wounds of the palm heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. He clenched his fist and said coldly, "It's a pity that you have used this trick to me once. Even if you are in the realm of Tianyuan, you have consumed a lot. Physical strength, right? Then it's time for you to watch my performance!"

"Oh, I'll wait and see."

The two were about to fight again, but they heard an old and thick voice next to them: "Maybe you should stop and listen to me."

Qin Yan swept the corners of his eyes and saw a plainly dressed old man standing next to him, holding a crutch, brushing his beard, and a kind smile. Who is he?

He took a step back a little later, avoided the fierce sword spirit in the palm of the song in front of him, and said, "What advice does Elder Gu have?"

Gu Wuzhi said: "This brother Ge was here early in the morning and didn't leave half a step. I'm afraid the person you're looking for is not him.

Qin Yan was shocked and retreated again. He broke away from the sword and shouted, "Do you know my senior sister..."

Gu Wuzhi waved his hand, laughed a few times, and said, "It's a coincidence that I just passed through the Wutong Temple and happened to see several people chasing the jade girl out of the temple. Another little doll played with the body and drove the jade girl into the river..."

Of course, the old poison does not happen to be the five-way temple, but now Qin Yan has no time to care so much. He was emotional and asked urgently, "Then what?"

"Then, I saw someone take the jade girl's sword, turn into a song brother, and go back to town." Gu Wuzhi grinned and said, "I originally wanted to stop him halfway, but he was so fast that I couldn't catch up with him. And your brother's speed is not inferior to that man. I followed him all the way and didn't arrive until now..."

"You don't care about this sword sender to death! Let me ask you what's going on with my senior sister?" Qin Yan jumped his feet in a hurry and couldn't wait to open his mouth and pour out what he was going to say.

"When I left, Miss Yu had not fallen into their hands, but it's probably not good now..."

"Fuck you!" Qin Yan scolded and didn't even look at the fierce song. He stamped his feet and turned around and ran quickly, and several ups and downs disappeared from people's sight.

Ge Xinglie looked at his distant figure, with the corners of his lips up and said, "He walked neatly. However, Elder Gu, what are you going to do?" When he said this, Ziyan in his palm drooped obliquely and pointed to the direction of Gu Wuzhi intentionally or unintentionally.

Gu Wuzhi narrowed his eyes and grinned, "I hurried to resolve the fighting. Is it still a good thing for Ge's brother?"

"That's not it. It's just that the timing of your appearance is too coincidental. To be honest, I hate this kind of conspiracy. There was a sne smile on Ge Xinglie's mouth and suddenly took a step forward. The invisible waves that had been tit-for-tat with Qin Yan gathered together and hit the lame man one after another. "There are several disturbances in the town, and it seems that you are behind you behind it. When I first came out of the ghost house, I felt that we The fight seems to be driven by someone behind it. And even if you are not the source of the wind and waves, you will probably contribute to the waves. It feels good to hide behind the scenes and plan strategies, right? I heard that some people like to treat others as chess pieces and plan a layout in their hands. As usual, I would appreciate this kind of person, but if anyone thinks that they can hold my chess piece in the palm of their hand, then I only have one piece of advice..."

Gu Wuzhi locked his eyebrows, and the gully lines on an old face almost wrinkled together. There was no more kindness, showing an indescribable gloomy. He laughed, and his black and yellow teeth trembled in his mouth: "Brother Ge, you may have misunderstood me."

"Where is the misunderstanding?" Ge Xinglie's footsteps did not stop, and his body seemed to emit a shadow, covering Gu Wuzhi.

Others are afraid of the insidious means of old poisons, but they are not afraid of singing. He brought Mingxi Medical Immortals here to guard against such people. Now, this old man has taken the initiative to come out of the dark corner, that is, the gift from the door. Is it unreasonable not to accept it?

Gu Wuzhi listened to the sound of demons and demons roaring in his ears, and against the strong wind blowing his face, he hit the ground with crutches in his hand. Jie Jie laughed strangely and said, "Some young people call me an old poison, and probably think that I have lived to this age by using poison. But I have to clarify that this is definitely a big misunderstanding! In order to prove this, I still need your brother to do me a favor..."

"As long as you can move!"

The sword spirit climbed to the extreme again, and the gray flame wrapped around the body condensed on the sword, and waved the sword out with a seemingly understated but wonderful posture.

At this juncture, he suddenly heard You Xiahan's humming from the Taoist platform, and he couldn't help but be surprised for a moment.

What, she lost?

After a moment of trance, the sword still stabbed out calmly, but passed by with the ancient sleeve shirt with a slight difference.