Chapter 701 Internal Sfighting

"It's really despicable!"

Wang Wujian said angrily. No wonder during the war just now, he suddenly felt that his spiritual power was quickly dispersed. It turned out that the fierce fight accelerated the performance of the medicine, so that he did not have the strength to fight again and almost died at that moment.

Looking at Sikong Zixian, who suddenly weakened, it must have been caused by the sudden attack of medicine. However, fortunately, the two did not take action at the same time in the war, otherwise, once the medicine came, there would not even be a chance to escape.

"Huh! Do you still want the overpass map to be powerful? Sikong Zixian went straight to the noodles angrily.

"Ha ha, okay!" Sister Pofeng said, "It's just that I'm worried that you will be out of breath without even holding the bracelets in your hands!"

Sikong Zixian was even more angry. She held the female bracelet in her right hand, but did not pull it out. The overpass map is a spiritual treasure. Only the master can pull it out. Now that he is so weak, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not take advantage of it and hold it in her hand as a threat.

Once she was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, Sister Pofeng was really a little timid. After all, she had personally tasted the power of the overpass map. If it hadn't been for the broken soul, she would have been smashed to pieces.

"Huh! Don't fight the beast. You don't have the strength to raise your hand at all. Do you think I don't know?" Sister Pofeng shouted angrily, "The poison among you is Sanyuan elixir. No matter how high the cultivation of the poisoned person is, when the medicine is exerted, it can make the spiritual power in the body flow clean in an instant. Today is the time of your death. I want to avenge the broken soul!"

After saying that, pull out the short knife.

"Zhang"

A crisp sound, accompanied by a buzzing aftertling sound, a green knife around the body glowed with an incandescent light, appearing in the hands of Sister Pofeng.

Wang Wujian lost his color and was anxious, but he couldn't exert any strength. In the first battle, he not only lost his spiritual power because of poisoning, but also absorbed a lot of spiritual power and essence, so that he did not even have the minimum physical strength now.

Sikong Zixian also shouted secretly. Although she could fly the female bracelet, if she didn't hit it, there was only a dead end, but she still held the female bracelet in her hand and stared at the slowly approaching Sister Pofeng, waiting for the opportunity to go.

"Ha ha, ha ha, broken wind girl, can't wait so soon?"

The voice of a spies outside the door blocked Sister Pofeng. Sister Pofeng frowned slightly, urged the short knife in her hand, and stared at the door coldly.

"Hey hey, what's wrong? Have you forgotten my agreement?"

When the words were finished, one person turned in was the pangolin.

"Huh! How come? Didn't I wait for you to show up? Otherwise, I would have left long ago." Sister Pofeng said lightly.

"Hey hey, so, I'm late!" The pangolin said, "You know, it's not easy to avoid the sight of so many people!" I came here to hide from the left and the right.

"It seems that your escape technique doesn't work at some point." Sister Pofeng sneered.

The pangolin had no words, smiled faintly, and then took out a dagger from its arms, showing a greedy look.

Wang Wujian was confused. This figure seemed to have been seen somewhere. His mind flashed and he asked, "Is it you who poisoned us?"

"Not bad."

"Are you a clerk in the inn?"

"Not bad."

"I really regret that I didn't kill you yesterday!" Wang Wujian suddenly sighed.

"Hmm! If it weren't for me, would you two have died so calmly? If it weren't for me, would you two have seen so many heroes before you die?

Wang Wujian and Si Kong Zixian suddenly understood why there were so many people waiting downstairs early in the morning, and why the people in the Arrow Hall knew the direction they were going, so they waited in the place they had to go through, and they also understood how to gather so many heroes in such a short time!

All this is thanks to the pangolin. The two hate him and can't wait to let him be smashed immediately.

"It's just that the arrival of the group of people of the White Sword School was beyond my surprise. I thought that I would let a divine arrow hall deal with you. When both sides were injured, I could take advantage of it. Unexpectedly, there were more stupid donkeys of the White Sword Sect and almost broke my plan. But now, if you lie down obediently, everyone can save effort.

"Shameless, you have been fooling around in the world for so many years, how can you use such a despicable means." Wang Wujian said with a hard time.

There is a little loss in their eyes, but they look at each other lovingly and smile at each other from the bottom of their hearts.

The face is the most beautiful at this moment.

"According to the agreement, you want female bracelets, I want male bracelets, and we each have our own hands. We have no relationship with each other!" The pangolin restrained and smiled.

"Of course, you go first." Sister Pofeng made a concession and said.

The pangolin sneered and walked forward slowly with a dagger.

Suddenly, his body changed, and the dagger in his hand was like an electric light, stabbing Sister Pofeng, and then grabbed Wang Wujian and moved to one side in an instant.

Sister Pofeng had been on guard for a long time. When the dagger approached, she split it with a short knife and cut the dagger into two sections. A pair of phoenix eyes spewed out fire, and the light of the short knife directly shot at the pangolin.

"You are such a despicable person. You didn't keep your promise and plotted on me!" Sister Pofeng said angrily.

"Ha-ha, ha-ha, I'm plotted on you?" The pangolin laughed and said, "I'm just better to do it first. If I hesitate for a moment, I'm afraid you will be seen as two paragraphs like that dagger!"

"Huh! Do you still want to compete with me for the female bracelet?

"Hey hey! That depends on what you mean!"

The broken Taoist temple was suddenly full of murderous atmosphere.

"Bang!"

The pangolin threw Wang Wujian on the ground like firewood.

"Wow!"

Wang Wujian was shocked all over and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"What?" Sikong Zixian shouted.

A piece of gold is smooth, right in the middle of the pangolin.

Pangolin was unprepared against Sikong Zixian. She always thought that she had no strength to be hit by San Yuandan. She was single-minded about how to deal with Sister Pofeng. Unexpectedly, she was stimulated and hit a bracelet with all her strength. With a scream, he broke the wall and flew out of the house. The whole dust shook off, as if it had collapsed.

Sikong Zixian put away the female bracelet, and her body was like dehydrated. She slowly fell down the wall and sat on the ground, with tears in her eyes, struggling to climb over.

"Haha, ha ha." Seeing that the only competitor could not survive, Sister Pofeng couldn't help laughing, "It's all mine, it's all mine..."

"Ah!!!"

Sister Pofeng screamed and flew into the statue behind her.

A burst of "crackling" mud and stone shook off, splashing countless dust. Sikong Zixian couldn't stop coughing, but she couldn't hear the movement of Wang Wujian and Sister Pofeng.

A moment later, the dust dispersed, and the whole broken Taoist temple was not formed. A beam frame was almost broken, and the statue was smashed into hundreds of pieces, large and small, one of which pressed the table, and under the table was covered with blood.

"Cough, cough"

Sister Pofeng coughed a few times, accompanied by a few mouthfuls of blood, and looked at everything around her with disgrace.

Wang Wujian fell to the ground sideways, and his eyes were closed and motionless. However, the corners of his mouth were still overflowing with bleeding foam. Just then, he tried his best to sacrifice the male bracelet, and the only vitality in his body was also exhausted.

"God? How are you? Promise me!" Sikong Zixian cried and crawled to climb over.

"Uh-huh!!"

Sikong Zixian screamed, and a wooden stick on the roof just hit her left leg.

"Haha..." Sister Pofeng buried her head and smiled bitterly. If it hadn't been for Wang Wujian's flying out of a bracelet when the lamp was dry, I'm afraid that the bones would have disappeared now.

"What are you laughing at?" Sikong Zixian shouted in pain.

"I laugh? Haha, I laugh. Our fate is the same. Even if you have a bridge map, what can you do? Don't you even have a wooden stick now? Wait! Wait for a beast to come and eat us one by one. Haha, what can I do if I get it? Can you live an immortal life? Cough..."

Sister Pofeng coughed, and the blood foam kept spraying out of her mouth, dyeing the place in front of her red.

"Do you understand? It's not all your fault, it's all your greedy and shameless people, which has caused us a day of peace..." Sikong Zixian choking, tears blurred his vision and the figure of Wang Wujian.

"Ha ha, ha ha, there is always such a coincidence in the world."

A voice sounded outside the door, and a group of people came in. The first person was dressed in black, wearing a bamboo hat to cover his face. Four young people in purple were followed, holding swords one after another, which was majestic.

Sikong Zixian was shocked. The first person was the man in black who tried to compete for the overpass map on the bank of the river that day. Later, he was plotted by the smiling evil god and fled. Unexpectedly, the enemy's road was narrow today in this desperate situation, and his heart suddenly became angry. Why did these people repeatedly die?

"Ha ha, little girl, let's meet again!" The man laughed and swept away the impatience last time, as if he was fully grasped this time. How many more people can find here in this vast mountain? The two people in front of him are just fish.

"You're not dead. God has no eyes!" Sikong Zixian said viciously.

"Huh! Do it." The man in black made a move, and the person behind him came forward. He pulled out his sword with a "Ceng" sound, and the sharp blade flashed with light spots, which reflected on Sikong Zixian's delicate face.

The man's face darkened, and he raised his sword and cut down Sikong Zixian's left arm.

"Ah..."

The man screamed, and a cyan sword pierced his abdomen.

Sikong Zixian's arm drooped weakly, and the cold jade sword also disappeared into her body in an instant.

This sudden blow was beyond everyone's expectation, and the man who fell to the ground was even more surprised and did not close his eyes.

The man in black rotated his right hand around, and a white air appeared in the palm of his hand and instantly turned into a Taiji pattern. He threw it casually, and the pattern hit Sikong Zixian's body.

Sikongzi knew that this move seemed to be weak, but he was unable to dodge. As soon as the throat knot was hot, a mouthful of blood gushed out. It seemed that there were tens of millions of worms surging wildly in his body. His mind sank and he fainted.

"Are you from Taiji Gate?" Sister Pofeng said, "I didn't expect that the decent people who have always claimed to punish evil and promote good will also make such a bad business!"

"Well, no one will know if you die." The man in black said lightly.

With a wave of his left hand, another person turned behind him. The sword came out of the sheath with a sound, and there was no expression on his face. He walked to the unconscious Sikong Zixian and raised his sword to cut it off.

"Haha, ha ha, I'm going to die today, and I'm going to pull you one." Sister Pofeng laughed.

A red light flew out of the palm of Sister Pofeng's hand and overflowed the whole room in an instant. The red light penetrated through the cracks in the roof and went straight into the sky. The broken soul seemed to be a treasure that had not been out for a long time, accompanied by a crisp roar, penetrating the man's body and nailed to the wall.

The man stared straight at the broken soul, as if he was shocked by its powerful anger. Before he could make a sound, he lowered his head.

"Go to hell!" The man in black shouted loudly, and a temperamental white sword turned out of his hand, which hit the head of Sister Pofeng.

Sister Pofeng's brain and blood overflowed, struggled painfully a few times, and stopped breathing.

The unparalleled sword spirit of the broken soul quickly faded, revealing the cracks all over his body, like an old man who went to the end. With the departure of his master, it gradually turned into fragments and fell to the ground with the man's body.

"Lao Si, go and cut off their arms." The man in black turned his head and said.

The fourth man was stunned. Looking at the two brothers in front of him who died unexpectedly in an instant, he was somewhat afraid. How could he know if another sword would suddenly appear? But the teacher's fate was difficult to violate. After a pause, he still walked forward step by step.

When the sword was about to fall, several strange beasts outside the door roared and stopped outside the house, and a group of people walked in neatly.

The man in black turned around, and the two disciples walked behind him, holding their swords in their hands, waiting for a group of people outside the door.

A man at the head, eight feet tall, white bearded, dressed in a rhubarb robe, with a gold belt at his waist, five old crowns, dust in his right hand, and his left hand is exactly the sleeve, which is quite a bit of a fairy style.

After that, there are two people standing side by side. The first one on the left has white hair, wearing a big red coat, a hair bundle of free towels, holding a red handle to brush the dust, which is morally proud; the one on the right, two long beards stand on his chest, wearing a cyan robe, a hair tied with a scarf, holding a dust in his hand, and a long sword behind his back, which is elegant.

Then there are two people, both with white beards and white beards. The one on the left is full-bodied, dressed in a black coat, with dust in the hand, and the two swords on the back crosswise; the one on the right, with a slender figure, dark skin, wearing a white robe, brushing dust in his hand, with a silver gourd around his waist and a sword on his back.

"Roar! Roar!"

"Wow! Whew!"

There are five strange beasts outside, roaring one after another, as if they were demonstrating.

Five Taoist people slowly walked into the Taoist temple in the roar of a strange beast.

The two disciples behind the man in black were suppressed by their momentum. Some didn't know why, and stood still, and the atmosphere did not gasp.

The five people, dressed in five colors, walked into the room and stood in a row, looking at the man in black and the two disciples behind them.

The people in black shouted that it was not good. They were going to get the overpass map, but they killed a group of old monsters. These five people are not only magnificent, but also have extraordinary cultivation, all of which are unfathomable antiques.

"I'm the mage of the five elements of Qingcheng Road," the leader said, looking at Sister Pofeng, whose body was half blood-stained, and asked with a smile, "I don't know who is the Taiji Gate who sits down? A simple move of 'angjinghuichang' can be played to such a level. He must also be a rookie in Taijimen!"

The man in black was shocked, but he didn't say anything. I'm afraid these people have something to do with Taijimen. Five peerless masters were present. The dream of the overpass map turned into a bubble, and he secretly looked for a way to retreat.

"It's been nearly a hundred years since we went to Taiji Gate," the Huangpao Taoist looked back and sighed, "I don't know if several old friends are alive?"

People in black are unhappy. Since these people are the same generation as their masters, they secretly cursed the master for his short life.

"Are the five predecessors also interested in the overpass map?" The man in black suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.

When the Taoist in yellow heard the words, he smiled and said, "That's not true. I heard that a young man and a man repeatedly killed and injured the heroes of the world against the overpass, which caused a lot of competition. In order to avoid more casualties, we decided to take these two people up the mountain, in order to persuade them not to do evil anymore, not out of selfishness!"

"Hmm! Several of them are worthy of being the predecessors of martial arts. They are thinking about me and waiting for future generations everywhere, but I don't bother a few of them. The master ordered me to bring these two people back to the Taiji Gate, and they will punish them for punishment on their behalf, and ask several seniors to do it for convenience. The man in black was unwilling, so he typed his own door number. At least his Taiji Gate is also a thousand-year-old school, which has always enjoyed prestige.

"Huh! Even if Tianmenzi is here, he doesn't dare to compete forcibly, not to mention that you are an unknown junior. The Taoist in white on the right shouted.

This man in black is even more unhappy. He actually called the name of his teaching. He was really arrogant and said lightly, "Several people must also be the old knowledge of the head of our school. I don't know why they are bitter to my descendants*? Is it possible that Taiji Gate is not worth mentioning in the eyes of several people?

"Huh! Do you want to prove it?" The Taoist man in white shook the dust and shouted.

Under the cover of the bamboo hat, the expression of the man in black could not be seen clearly, but a ball of blue gas transformed from his right hand, wrapped around the palm of his hand, and formed a Tai Chi pattern.

"You are just Xuanqing Taoist, how dare you be wild here?"

The man in black was furious, and the white gas in his hand instantly turned into a cyan dragon, and he flew to the Taoist in white with his teeth and claws.

Seeing the green dragon flying in front of him, the Taoist in white was as safe as Mount Tai. He slowly waved the dust at the little green dragon. The flying dragon disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never happened at all.

The people in black were shocked. They thought that their cultivation had reached the highest level of entering the Tao. Only then did they realize that the cultivation of these people was far above their own estimates. I'm afraid that only the master in the world could compete with him, and he couldn't help but feel anxious about his situation.

"How about it?" The Taoist in white shouted again, as if he was covered with a layer of holy light, like a fairy under the reflection of the sun.

"Since several predecessors are very interested in the magic power of Taijimen, the younger generation can only make a fool of themselves!" After saying that, the man in black changed his figure, and his hands were knotted. A ball of purple appeared in front of him. A Taiji pattern was drawn under his feet, and the two disciples next to him were just standing at the fish's eyes.

"It seems to be 'Taiji Magic Dragon'?" The Taoist in yellow said to the Taoist in red next to him.

"Ha ha, it happened a hundred years ago. It seems that he is also a disciple of Taijimen! Such a unique secret method is also taught to him. The Taoist in red often has a beard and smiles.