The man in black robe stared indifferently at Chang Siguo, who was waiting for him, and took a step forward. It seemed unhappy, but in fact, a visible afterimage appeared on the snow. Chang Siguo was able to use his clairvoyance to catch the opponent swinging his fist at him. Hit him in the chest.
At the critical moment of life and death, how could he still worry about the secret skill of the Sky Eye being exposed?
A few feet away, he was close in the blink of an eye. Chang thought about it and felt a huge feeling of powerlessness in his heart.
He could see the opponent's attack, and the narrow knife in his hand couldn't keep up with the opponent's rhythm, as if he was stunned and lost his reaction.
He was preparing to use his Sky-Splitting Line Slash to fight for his life, but he couldn't find the target to hit.
Is the Crystal Bone Realm cultivator so powerful that he can't take action?
He didn't believe it, and resisted in his heart. His face was trembling ferociously, veins were jumping on his forehead, and his eyes were instantly covered with a layer of red. What he saw in front of him was an unusual scene of a bloody night.
Since the knife in his hand couldn't find the target, he punched.
As soon as the idea came up, Fuhu Jin, which he had practiced hundreds of thousands of times, seemed to awaken instinctively. His left fist resting on his waist broke through some kind of suppressive influence, facing the afterimage of the opponent's fist, and struck hard.
He didn't care whether he could catch the opponent's attack or hit the opponent's fist.
At this moment, he mobilized all his strength and transferred it through the waist, shoulders, elbows to the wrists and then to the fist surface, just to deliver this indomitable fist.
The body is tensed and twisted, like a strong bow with the string stretched out, and the fists are the arrows shot out.
This punch has a simple name in Fuhu Jin, called the Heart-Taking Fist.
Be upright and straight, have no scruples!
"Bang", the fist hit the opponent's fist in the air without any tricks.
Chang Siguo flew five or six feet into the air, fell on his back on the snow with a thud, and slid more than ten feet before he stopped.
The narrow knife he held in his right hand almost hit his forehead and cut it. The fist of his left hand was bloody and bloody, with white bones exposed at the joints. There were dozens of holes in the skin from his wrist to his arm.
The skin is torn and the flesh is torn, and the blood is flowing.
With just one move, he was completely defeated.
Fortunately, he had tempered his arms with medicine, and the man in black robe did not use all his strength, but just struck casually. Otherwise, his arm would be broken at the least, or useless at worst.
The man in black robe paused unexpectedly, without even looking at Sesshu, who was very close at hand. He took a step forward, and before Chang Siguo struggled to get up to resist, he grabbed the robe at the back of his neck and pressed his fingers on his cervical vertebrae. He couldn't move.
He grabbed Chang Siguo and the narrow knife in his hand, and under the astonished gazes of the cultivators, he walked towards the south into the night. He disappeared in just a few steps, not staying to show off his evil intentions.
There was a snow mark where a human figure had slipped out, dozens of scattered arrows thrown out, and dozens of drops of bright red blood on the snow.
"...Chase!"
The irritable old man Wan Qiushi reacted, gave himself a slap on the face to embolden him, roared and chased south, but was held back by Qi Quan beside him.
Wan Qiushi turned around and said angrily: "Lao Qi, how dare you not save me until you die? Don't delay me if you don't go."
Qi Quan smiled bitterly: "With the two of us, how can we save him? We can't even catch him."
Indicating with his eyes, the other cultivators rushed to Snow Boat. They had to weigh what was more important and said in a low voice: "Brother, we have more than enough ambition but not enough strength. Brother Chang fell into the hands of the Crystal Bone Realm cultivators and had no choice but to commit suicide." Please be blessed.”
He didn't dare to say that he was going to die without rebirth, for fear of irritating Lao Wan into committing a crime.
Wan Qiushi threw Qi Quan's hand away. He knew that Qi Quan was right. After turning around twice, he still walked towards Sesshu angrily.
Just as Qi Quan said, which direction was he chasing alone in the vast snowfield?
But the performance of other cultivators made him feel chilled, and they didn't even try to show what they wanted.
The snow boat hatch opened, and Liu Zhirou went out with a solemn expression.
He was still wearing the white fur coat that was stained with dust and looked very dirty. He glanced at the bloody mess nearby, nodded to the few cultivators who were leaning over to treat the wounded soldiers, and then signaled to the cultivators who greeted him, and then smiled and said : "Don't worry about always thinking about your mistakes. He's a lucky person. He has his own destiny, and he will be able to turn bad luck into good luck."
Others agreed one after another, worried that Mr. Liu would order them to pursue it bravely.
Of course, if they really ordered such a random order, they would have some countermeasures to deal with it.
That Crystal Bone Realm cultivator has already left, and he still chases after him to die. He is sick.
They were very suspicious that the Crystal Bone Realm cultivator was the enemy provoked by Chang Siguo. Otherwise, why would they only arrest Chang Siguo and not commit any crime against the higher-status Mr. Liu Qiu in Xuezhou?
Wan Qiushi turned his head and stopped looking at the pretentious Liu Zhirou, so as not to get sulky and have another attack.
What a good brother. A few days ago, he returned to the city to enjoy the courtesy of the welcome ship. Now he is gone.
I just hate the impermanence of the world!
Also, Brother Chang offended too many sects and gained too much limelight.
The heels are so shallow that they are almost non-existent, alas!
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The figure of the man in black robe is like light smoke, walking through the cold night wind.
After walking for more than 30 miles, Chang Siguo was kicked on the snowy ground, and then kicked seven or eight feet away. Chang Siguo was knocked as dazed as a gourd on the ground, curled up into a ball, and his ribs seemed to be cracked. It hurts just as much.
Chang Siguo always held the poison-smeared narrow knife handle tightly in his hand.
"Join Can Ye, or die!"
The man in black robe spat out a few emotionless words. It was a woman's voice. It was as cold and sharp as ice particles scratching across the ice on a cold night. It was biting and harsh.
Chang Siguo took a big breath, only in this way can he relieve the pain in his left arm, left rib where he was kicked and abdominal pain.
He used the narrow sword hung on the black-robed man's waist to show his ghost-like speed. He had already guessed the identity of the black-robed man. Only the killer organization hiding in the dark could dare to be so unscrupulous and send Jing Jing. The Bone Realm killer came to deal with him.
"Wait, let me...ask two questions?"
Chang Siguo never expected that the female killer would recruit him to join Can Ye as soon as she opened her mouth, but the way she did it was not gentle.
He struggled to pick up the knife and slowly climbed up, waving his hands while secretly using his breath to regulate the stagnant injuries in his body to delay time.
In the depths of his mind, there was a different scene at this moment. A vague old man with an immortal style and big sleeves fluttering, looking through his memory images as if he were at home.
"Yes, it's really good. In such a short period of time, I have experienced such a variety of trials of life and death, and I have managed to survive them one by one. I am worthy of being the candidate chosen by my old master. He has good ideas, a tough life, and good luck. "
The old man's face was unclear, and the colorful images in front of him were shaking like fast forward, and he was full of praise.
Chang Siguo's figure also appeared in the dark depths of his mind, but it was even more blurry.
He suppressed his anger, ignored the admiration of the other party, cupped his fists and bowed slightly to the hated old guy, and said: "Taoist Priest Mingyuan, long time no see, please be polite, junior."
The cruel living environment in the Qingyuan world and the reality that big fists are the truth taught him that he must be patient.
There was a bit of sadness in his heart, but more of a desire to go back prevailed.
The old Taoist priest looked up and said with a smile: "You're welcome, get up and talk. It seems that you adapted quickly to the local customs. Well, you encountered a little trouble, so let's keep it short and have a frank chat. Do you want to go back?" "
Chang Siguo's suppressed anger suddenly burst out, and he couldn't stop it.
This old guy is asking questions knowingly and looking for excitement.
A strong wind blew in the darkness, blowing his blurry figure swaying, as if he might disappear at any time.
He warned himself hurriedly and vigilantly not to be impulsive, never to be impulsive.
After finally meeting the culprit who brought him to this hellish place, he couldn't just talk about it in just two words.
Stay steady, you must stay steady!
Impulse is the devil.
"Haha, young people are quite angry."
The old Taoist priest joked, and all the strong winds blowing in the darkness suddenly calmed down, saying: "Others want to seek such opportunities and blessings. They make wishes in the sky, pray to gods and worship Buddha, but they can't get it. It's better for you. You don't know the blessings when you are in the blessings, so you come here." It’s such a waste to think about going back for half a year, so don’t be in a hurry.”
Chang Siguo asked in as calm a voice as possible: "Please tell me, Taoist Priest, what should I do for this junior to go back?"
He believed that the old Taoist priest appeared in his mind and brought him to chat with him for no purpose. He definitely had a plan and wanted to show off his cards. Then, everyone would make a deal and talk about it.
Whether it's good or bad, let's make a decision early.
He also wanted to be more at ease so as not to be constantly wary of something.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!
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