Not only did the two dragons encounter murderous intent on their first journey.
At the other end, the six dragon heads stared closely at the back of the figure in front of him who was wearing a black robe and leaping like flying. They followed him all the way and unknowingly arrived at a righteous village.
But he could barely move forward, but he saw that the doors and windows on all sides of Yizhuang clicked and were sealed instantly. The hidden mechanisms were locked with fine steel plates, and the top of his head was covered with iron mesh.
Dragnet.
Looking again, the man in black robe had ducked behind an old coffin and disappeared.
The originally arrogant eyes of the Six Dragon Head could not help but become a little more solemn at this moment, and also turned cold, revealing a murderous intent.
He was actually prepared for it.
He wanted to chase after him, but there was a coffin placed neatly in front of him. The coffin was brand new, and it was red. It was lying so quietly, looking particularly strange under the dim lights lingering in the four corners, hiding murderous intent.
The six dragon heads sneered and started to take action. The five fingers of his right hand quietly turned over, and a ray of light left his hand and shot out. It was as fast as lightning, and the snow was bright and cold.
The Cunmang was so powerful that it penetrated several coffins in an instant.
And blood was clearly flowing out of the opened hole.
But the expression of the six dragon heads suddenly changed and he sneered, because the blood was not fresh blood, but rather foul-smelling corpse water and dirty blood.
The person lying inside was not a living person.
There was no ambush.
No, to be able to lay such a dragnet, there must be an ambush, there must be one.
Liu Longshou suddenly raised his head and looked at the roof, only to see that behind the iron mesh, the roof was pitch black, as if it was also covered with a layer of fine steel plates.
Liu Longshou narrowed his eyes slightly and his pupils shrank suddenly, because he had seen small holes on the iron plate. These holes were not big, thicker than chopsticks, but smaller than his flying knife.
He already had a bad feeling in his heart.
This cruel trap, this cleverly designed cage, seemed to be specially prepared for him.
And the ambush is behind the iron plate.
Bamboo tube-like objects suddenly emerged from the holes, and then under the ugly livid expressions of the six dragon heads, bursts of white mist and thick smoke were blown out.
Liu Longshou made an immediate decision, held his breath, jumped with his feet, raised his hands and struck the iron plate on the door and window repeatedly, but the result made his proud heart sink to the bottom in an instant.
Not only were the doors and windows sealed, but even the pillars supporting the beams were covered with steel plates and filled with copper juice. When a palm was applied, not to mention palm prints, he himself was shocked to the point of blood boiling.
It was unmistakable. This person must have known his true identity for a long time, and deliberately set up such a trap that could make him die without a burial place.
Liu Longshou's eyes were cold, but there was no panic in his eyes. He quickly took out a poison-proof pill from his arms and put it into his mouth. At the same time, he jumped up and turned his wrist. There was a short silver knife in his palm, and he slashed towards The iron net overhead.
But what frightened him even more was that these bamboo tubes contained not only smoke and poisonous mist, but also blowing arrows and flying needles.
And they are all quenched with poison.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The moment he leaped into the air, the people lurking behind the iron plate seemed to have been waiting for him to do this. Arrows and flying needles were fired at him, and the green and blue hidden weapons were tempered with various poisons. My scalp is numb.
Liu Longshou was no exception. His face had already turned pale. He roared, then peeled off his brocade clothes, and rolled them up like clouds in the air, as if waving a big flag. In the blink of an eye, he covered most of the hidden weapons. Then he took this opportunity to throw himself down, huddled behind the coffin, and at the same time jumped towards the place where the man in black robe disappeared.
Since that person can hide, it means there is a secret passage here.
He tossed and turned all the way, avoiding the dangers of densely packed hidden weapons above his head, and finally found a secret passage behind the old coffin, but what came to him was a rain of needles as dense as cow hair.
The six dragon heads had been on guard for a long time. The moment they flew back, they had hooked a coffin board in front of them, blocking all the flying needles and hidden weapons.
However, when he saw clearly what was going on in the secret passage, his eyes were already reddening. There was no secret passage inside, there was only a medium-sized secret compartment, barely enough room for one person to hide.
And the man in black robe who had led him here was quietly huddled inside, with a sneer, contempt, and a kind of calmness in his eyes, as if he was not afraid of death, but there was only one emotion in his eyes, which was hatred. The hatred penetrated into the bone marrow, the heart and lungs were filled with hatred, and the eyes could bleed with hatred.
Liu Longshou has felt this hatred, not only the hatred of this person, but also the fierce hatred above his head that almost made his whole body tremble, and his pupils shrank little by little.
These people are actually the people that the "Qinglong Society" has dealt with in the past. Those fish that have slipped through the net and are not dead. The remaining forces of various factions and gangs have something to do with them. A person with a blood feud.
The cowering one is also a young man. He looks ordinary, dark and thin, but has scars on his face and burn scars. The tongue in his mouth has been cut in half, but he can still speak and laugh. He said harshly and pitifully: "Hey, hey, hey, Six Dragon Heads, we lonely wild ghosts are back to seek revenge on you."
How could the Sixth Dragon Head listen to his nonsense? As soon as the sword flash passed, he had already stabbed the short knife into the young man's chest and was about to take him out.
There are really too many hidden weapons, they are urgent, dense, and thin, hard to guard against, and they are also highly poisonous.
He originally wanted to hide in, but the moment the young man was caught, behind him, from the secret passage sunken into the ground, several extremely terrifying arrows shot out in an instant. The force was so powerful that the young man was instantly hit. It penetrated and immediately shot towards the six dragon heads with unabated force.
The secret passage is on the ground. The six dragon heads are now facing the ground and their backs are to the sky. There is also a coffin board on the body to guard against the hidden weapons above the head. At this time, the hidden arrows are coming, and it is extremely difficult to dodge.
He could only dodge, avoiding the vital point in a moment of life and death, moving sideways, and the heart-piercing arrow that should have killed him on the spot shot into the right shoulder of the six dragon heads without any hindrance.
Blood splattered, and the hidden arrows were also poisonous.
Liu Longshou made a prompt decision, and with a single stroke of the knife tip, he hooked out the hidden arrow, then sealed the blood flow to the heart and the muscles and Qi meridians, and let out an extremely angry roar from his mouth.
"ah!"
As for the young man, he was too dead to die anymore, but there was no pain on his face. Instead, he only had a happy smile, and his eyes were still staring straight at the six dragon heads.
The head of the Six Dragons felt his heart go cold. He suddenly understood why Li Muchan had helpers despite all the hidden secrets.
But he didn't have time to think about it, the murderous intention above his head was still there.
Liu Longshou raised his hand, and he was holding the coffin board against the iron net above his head. He already understood that these people were people who didn't care about life and death, or they were a group of people who lived like lonely ghosts. There was no way out.
Tonight, either he dies, these people die, or they both die.
As if they had anticipated the reaction of the six dragon heads, the bamboo tubes suddenly shrank back, replaced by slender but sharp iron pestles, and the tops were as sharp as spears. The old coffin boards were pierced in an instant. .
Liu Longshou's eyes were extremely red, as if he was forced into a dead end, but he still retreated when the coffin lid was pierced, and hid under the coffins. At the same time, he shook his hand and fired a flying knife. The oil lamps at the four corners were broken.
But as soon as he made a move, he reacted belatedly, his face changed wildly, and he secretly thought that something was wrong.
Everything in this yizhuang has been arranged for a long time. There are layers of traps and murderous intentions. Then this oil lamp...
Just as he was thinking, his face turned as white as paper, when he suddenly saw several iron pestles flying towards several coffins in the corner. For a moment, a pungent smell began to spread, and countless turbid and yellow kerosene splashed out. out.
The mask on Liu Longshou's face has disappeared, revealing a stern young face, but now this face is ashen.
It is the "Four No Young Masters" who is famous in the world.
At this time, he finally remembered the inconspicuous seven dragon heads in his mind. He didn't even pay much attention to them and never put them in his eyes.
This person first secretly determined their identities one by one, and then laid such a terrifying trap...
Xiao Siwu was really unwilling to give in. He was so unwilling that his eyes were cracked and he roared: "Li Muchan!!!"
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