Chapter 8: Ziyihou

"Listen to the wind and kill people blindly." The leader of the black robe man who was out of the loneliness sneered. "If you think this will break the loneliness array, that would be too naive." He took it from his arms. A flute was released, and then a cold and stern tune rang, which looked very strange in this cold night.
The two in the lonely array also heard this song at the same time. Tang Lian couldn't help frowning.
Lei Wujie only felt that for a moment, the wind that felt calm and soothing just now suddenly became bitter, but it didn't seem that someone had torn the gust of wind, but just as he hesitated, several offensives had already hit him. . Although he had reacted in a moment and blocked it back one by one, he was still dying.
"Concentrate!" Tang Lian roared, her voice loud and loud, with the power of a Buddhist lion roar.
The sound of the flute stopped with this roar, and Lei Wujie took a breath and punched a ghost claw back.
Tang Lian smiled and said: "Although this is indeed a lonely formation, it is still far from the lonely formation that I said he encountered in the past. The lonely array under the Qilian Mountains covers a hundred miles, and it is full of ghosts and charms, like a on earth. At that time, the age of the three masters was only three years older than the current me, and the three masters could break through. Odd formation, this little lonely formation, if I lose, I am ashamed of Xueyuecheng's years of teaching."
"Senior brother has a way to break the formation?" Lei Wujie said with joy.
Tang Lian had a little toe, and had already swept behind Lei Wujie. The two put their backs on each other and guarded the empty door behind each other. The two were in the lonely formation, like blind men, and offensives came from all directions at any time, but this way they reduced many sneak attacks.
"Brother is amazing!"
"This is common sense!" Tang Lian scolded, "The way to crack the array of loneliness lies in the person who deploys the array. I need to find this person now. As long as I find this person and knock him back, the formation is naturally available at any time. broken."
"But we are in loneliness now, how can we find him?" Lei Wujie asked.
Tang Lian smiled slightly: "The sound of the flute. He shouldn't play the flute. The man in the formation should guarantee absolute concealment, but he is impatient. You come to sweep the formation for me!"
"Fate!" Lei Wujie replied loudly, with a wave of both fists, knocking out all the black-robed people who were trying to approach, but at the same time his breathing became heavier and heavier. Physical strength can support up to a hundred moves, and if Tang Lian has not broken the formation after a hundred moves, I am afraid that she will die from exhaustion.
Tang Lian’s eyes were closed at this time. His ability to listen to the wind was at best inferior to top hidden weapon masters such as Mr. Tang and the Third Elder of Tang Sect. After only a moment of gasping, he found traces of the sound of the flute. Mind followed the sound of the flute and headed against the wind, and finally found the black-robed man who played the flute. He was sitting on a dead tree not far away.
"That's it!" Tang Lian opened her eyes suddenly, and a Buddha-angered Tang Lian burst out of the air in her hand. As that Buddha-angered Tang Lian burst out of the sky, the solitary array seemed to be torn apart. It's the same, and the normal surrounding scenes are gradually revealed.
The black-robed old man standing on the dead tree put down the flute in his hand. He watched the enchanting seven-petal lotus flower rushing towards him and hurriedly jumped down. But the lotus flower suddenly exploded in the air. The seven-petal lotus was scattered in seven different directions. One of the petals pierced the old man’s chest directly. The blood rushed out, and the old man fell heavily to the ground. .
"The formation is broken." Lei Wujie said with joy.
"Yes. The formation is broken." An unfamiliar voice answered him.
Lei Wujie was shocked, Tang Lian was also startled in a cold sweat. I don't know when, between Tang Lian and Lei Wujie, a man in a purple robe stood with a folding fan in his hand and a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.
"You!" Tang Lian turned around abruptly, but the folding fan in the purple-clothed man's hand swung abruptly and knocked Tang Lian away. Tang Lian fell heavily to the ground, spitting out blood.
The purple-clothed man turned around and asked the black-robed people: "Where did the white hair go? According to the agreement, he has already succeeded at this time. He is not here. How can you people be Tang Lian's opponent."
"You mean!" Lei Wujie gritted his teeth.
"Oh?" The purple-clothed man turned to look at him, "Who are you? Why do you say Benhou is mean?"
"How can you not be mean when you are not prepared?" Lei Wujie said angrily.
The purple-clothed man chuckled, "Should I still shout, Tang Lian, I'm here to kill you, and then bow to each other before drawing swords at each other?"
Lei Wujie was anxious, and cursed: "You used more to deceive and less, plus my brother has just broken through the loneliness and his mind is still undecided. You secretly cast a cold arrow, why not be mean?"
"You are afraid that you are mistaken. We are not here to compete. We are here to kill." Ziyiren's eyes suddenly drenched, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, he attacked Lei Wujie.
Lei Wujie greeted him with a punch, but felt that although the man in purple only flicked it lightly, the force on the folding fan seemed to be a thousand pounds. His fists were domineering, but he was hit back by his folding fan. Retreat.
"The fire burning technique burns the inner firewood and gains short-term divine power. I thought that after the thunderbolt, no one in Pilitang would know this martial arts. You are fine." The purple-clothed man said, waving a folding fan in his hand, Lei Wujie was forced to recede later, "Unfortunately, after experiencing the lonely formation just now, you are already at the end of the battle."
The purple-clothed man stopped, sighed up to the sky, and swiped the folding fan into the air, knocking Lei Wujie into the air. Lei Wujie only felt that with a wave of the folding fan, there was an internal force coming like a mountain and an overwhelming force. He felt that the whole person was overwhelmed by this breath, and the hot air in his heart collapsed in an instant. After landing heavily, the pupils that had become fiery red also dimmed.
"Back then, the thunderbolt sacrifice seven-fold fire-scorching technique was fashionable and could only barely resist the prince's purple energy coming from the east. What about you?" The purple-clothed man shook his head and sighed, turning around to leave.
"You won't kill me?" Lei Wujie had already prepared a chance to fight to the death.
The purple-clothed man stopped: "Even if I have the heart to let you go, these people will definitely not let you go for the coffin behind you. But if you can survive, then one day, I will give you a fair fight."
"My master drove me out of the door, I was puzzled at first. Until yesterday I saw a knife, and today I saw your fan, and I knew what Master said'the world is huge'." Lei Wujie clenched his fists, luck With internal strength, his pupils were ignited again and turned into fiery red, and a red gown danced without wind, "However, it is not enough to see the big world, I also want to become this world."
"It's a funny kid." The man in purple smiled and glanced at the group of people in black. "You have to be careful."
"My dear, these two are not trivial. It's better to prepare them earlier, so as not to leave troubles." A black robe lowered his head to persuade.
"Can you kill two seriously injured people? The subordinates trained by the white hair are really a bunch of trash. Take the coffin and I will find the white hair." The man in purple did not speak any more, his toes were slightly After the ups and downs, the figure has disappeared.
"It's an interesting person." Tang Lian finally reluctantly stood up at this time, "If he stays at this time, we have no chance of winning."
"You mean you have a chance to win now?" A black-robed man sneered.
Tang Lian stepped forward and patted Lei Wujie's shoulder: "What's the hard way to kill you gangsters." Although Tang Lian pretended to be calm, Lei Wujie knew that Tang Lian was not so much. Patting him on the shoulder, rather than holding on to his shoulder to prevent him from falling.
"Brother..." Lei Wujie was about to turn around to help him, but was stopped by Tang Lian: "Rui has just received the signal that the connector is already outside the city, and she has already gone to respond. We must hold these people now, Wait until they come back!"
"Okay." Lei Wujie nodded, and then shouted: "You guys go on together."
"Go together?" The black-robed man stretched out his pale hand, "Do you think such a bluff can scare us away? But since you said go together, then we are as you wish! Go!"
In an instant, more than a dozen people attacked them at the same time. No, they only attacked Tang Lian at the same time!
Tang Lian gritted her teeth and said, "They saw through my injury."
"No one knows Zi Yihou's palm strength better than we do. If you hit that palm, you must be seriously injured!"
However, at this time, a person stood in front of Tang Lian. Of course, he was Lei Wujie, but at this time, Lei Wujie was only able to rely on his last breath of true energy to support him, and he would fall at any time. More than a dozen palms hit him at the same time, and he yelled, his pupils turned red.
"Retreat!" The black robe headed hurriedly ordered.
But it was too late. In just an instant, a dozen people were flew out by Lei Wujie at the same time, and fell heavily to the ground. Lei Wujie's knees also weakened, and he knelt on the ground. He shook his head and sighed: "I knew that when I learned martial arts from my master, I would be lazy."
"It's not yet time to relax." Tang Lian sighed, and looked up to see the black-robed men standing up one by one. Although they were all hung on their bodies, their injuries were not serious.
Lei Wujie smiled bitterly: "I have no strength at all now."
Tang Lian also sighed: "The palm strength of the purple-clothed man is really powerful, and I still can't carry my true energy."
The headed black robe man sneered: "It seems that the fate of the two is going to stay here tonight."
"It's not up to you to stay here or not." A lazy voice interrupted him, and Lei Wujie turned his head in surprise and called out, "Desperate!"
But I saw a figure wearing a fox fur steadily landed on the golden coffin, and after speaking, he yawned lazily. Who is it if it is not desperate?