Chapter 102 stoe and chatty

"Huh! The old Hongying thief is not good enough to die. If he dares to come to Fengmang Mountain, the practitioners of the major factions will definitely not let him go!" The man sneered twice.

The woman in blue said, "Brother, there is no need to talk nonsense with this thief. Kill him quickly!"

Xue Feihua scolded gently, "You little girl, if I hadn't failed this time, I would have done it!"

The woman in blue blushed, bit her silver teeth, and walked over and kicked Xue Feihua fiercely.

"Qing'er, get out of the way, I'll kill him!" The man shouted softly and pulled the woman named Qinger. He raised his hand and shot out several sharp swords and hit Xue Feihua's chest.

Xue Feihua snorted, and more than a dozen blood holes were broken in her chest, and her body kept twitching.

The woman named Qing'er walked over, put away the universe bag hanging on Xue Feihua's waist, and smiled, "This thing is your compensation."

"You..." Xue Feihua moaned feebly, and her body twitched twice. She fell to the ground and did not move. A large area of blood stained the snow under her body.

"Dead? This guy can't help beating~~" Qing'er sneered contemptuously.

"Okay, let's go. Several brothers are still waiting for us." The man said hello, and the two of them flew away with their swords.

Until the two disappeared from sight, Zhuge Butheng breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he wanted to go out, he found that Xue Feihua's body moved, and then struggled to get up from the ground. Zhuge Bliang was shocked and said secretly, "This grandson is too cunning to pretend to be dead."

Xue Feihua got up, covered her chest with her hand, and the blood trickled. Xue Feihua hurriedly slapped her body twice, stopped the blood, and muttered, "Fortunately, the skills I practiced can put me in a state of fake death, otherwise I will really die this time."

With that, Xue Feihua staggered to her feet, but at this moment, a light palm poked out from the unknown and slapped Xue Feihua on the ground.

"What...what kind of person! Come out!" Xue Feihua was shocked.

Behind the ruins of the iceberg, Zhuge Fuliang slowly turned out with a cold smile on his face.

"Tao... Taoist friend, who are you?" Xue Feihua's eyes showed surprise, and she dragged her injured body back a few steps.

"The man who kills you!" Zhuge Buzure was approaching.

Xue Fei's color changed. Unexpectedly, he had just escaped the disaster. He was secretly celebrating, but he was going to face another big disaster. Fortunately, Xue Feihua was calm and said, "Taoist friend, we don't seem to know each other. Why did you kill me? Could it be... Have you ever had a sister who was played by me? Or your wife..."

"Shut up!" Zhuge Buldang said fiercely: "You M, don't play with me!"

Xue Feihua said, "Taoist friend, there is something to discuss. We don't seem to have any grudges."

Zhuge but his eyes narrowed slightly and waved his palm again. His invisible qi palm knocked Xue Feihua to the ground and said, "Answer my question, or I will kill you."

"Good! OK! OK!" Xue Feihua said three good words and said with an attentive smile, "I must know everything. What do Taoist friends want to know? Or do you like the female disciples of which school you like, or whose Taoist couple do you like? Don't worry, I will definitely help you with it.

"Shut up!" Zhuge Buliang said a black line on his forehead: "Is there anything else in your mind?"

Xue Feihua immediately stopped talking and stood in place.

Zhuge Fuliang said, "Let me ask you, why did you come back here? Also, what's wrong with the practitioners of Feixianmen? Why are there so many practitioners gathered here?

Xue Feihua was stunned and said, "Taoist friend, you're kidding. Of course, everyone came here for the matter of Fengmang Mountain Shenzang, otherwise who would come to such a ghost place? A few days ago, a mutiny occurred in the Wanyin Valley of Fengmang Mountain. All the major factions thought that it was Shenzang. All the major factions in Kyushu sent representatives to rush here, and even the top ten sects in Kyushu rushed to..."

At present, Xue Feihua told Zhuge in detail about the situation in recent days.

Zhugebuliang fell into meditation. He expected that the black tower must have changed some time ago, which shocked the practitioners on Fengmang Mountain, which would lead to the current situation.

Looking at Zhuge Buliang's meditation, the cold light flashed in Xue Feihua's eyes.

"There is a bloody array guarding the place leading here. How did you get through it?" Zhuge Buzuo asked.

Xue Feihua said: "It is the elders of the major faction who joined hands to resist the bloody array for the time being. It is said that the major factions want to take this opportunity to experience the disciples. Now the disciples of the major factions in Kyushu have gone here one after another. Even small-scale sects such as Baihua Palace, Xuanyin Valley, and heaven and earth have arrived.

"Hundred Flower Palace." Zhuge Butheng raised his eyebrows slightly. He is not unfamiliar with this sect. I remember that when he first entered the Yaohai School, Baihua Palace and the practitioners of Qianmo City came to the door to kick the hall, but they were called back by the elder Wu Yang. When it comes to Baihua Palace, Zhuge Fuliang can't help but think of the owner of Baihua Palace, Xiangyifei, the sexy and charming woman.

At this moment, Xue Feihua took advantage of Zhuge's cold miracle and waved his hand, and a green air spread towards Zhuge Fuliang. At the same time, Xue Feihua offered a long sword and quickly rose to the sky.

"Looking for death!"

Zhuge Buo shouted deeply, and an invisible air palm patted away the green fog. Looking at the figure of Xue Feihua leaving, Zhuge Fuliang's white light flashed between his eyebrows, and his consciousness turned into a flying sword and shot out. Like a laser, he caught up with Xue Feihua in an instant.

"Puff!"

The flying sword turned into a divine consciousness brought up a touch of demonic blood flower, passed through the chest of Xue Feihua, and opened a bright blood hole in front and back of Xue Feihua's chest. Xue Feihua didn't even have time to scream, and the silent body fell down.

Zhuge Buteng walked over, kicked the cold body, and sneered, "I wanted to keep you, but it's a pity... You are such a person for nothing..."

Looking at the ghost mask on Xue Feihua's face, Zhuge Fuliang's heart moved. Now the major factions in Kyushu have gathered here. Maybe Elder Pang Jin Yao and others have also come here. A cold light flashed in Zhuge Buriang's eyes. He must not be found until he doesn't have enough strength.

Zhuge Butang took off the ghost mask on Xue Feihua's face. When he saw Xue Feihua's original face, he suddenly took a cold breath. Xue Feihua's whole face seemed to have been corroded by something, and the skin and flesh on her face had festered, which was even more terrible than those undead creatures.

Zhuge Fuliang put the ghost mask on his face. He found that the ghost mask was extraordinary. It seemed to be a magic weapon that could completely hide his breath. Zhuge Buliang was overjoyed. With this ghost mask, even if Elder Biluo and Yin Mengli came, they would not recognize him.

"Taoist friend, do you know that wearing this ghost mask on your face will bring you a murder."

At this time, a sudden voice sounded from behind. On the iceberg behind Zhuge Buri, there stood two Sen people in moon-white monk robes, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. The two monks have a temperament, which is a little like a fairy.

Zhuge Buliang stepped back a few steps and was on guard.