In the terrified and careful living atmosphere of ten people, the days passed by little by little.＊,,Facts have proved that their worries are too redundant, and the people of the Seven Secret Sect have never touched the Ghost Fog Forest.

In the hall, Mei Er asked with a smile: "Senior brother, it's your advantage. I know that those people can't be found."

Wuming smiled. He knew what these people meant. They were wondering why people from the Seven Secretariat Sect couldn't find this place. He glanced at ten people lightly, and he said with a smile: "This place is called Ghost Fog Forest. Naturally, there is something strange. You have lived here for so long, but haven't found it yet?"

Ten people were stuck in one stagnant. They just heard Wuming's words and did not think this place was strange, but at this time... the ten people looked at each other and thought to themselves, could there be something strange about this forest?

"Okay, you can continue your own business. This time, I think you will be careful." Wuming looked at the ten people with a smile, which made all the ten people shrink their necks, and they were a little scared. However, the ten people could not refuse Wuming's orders. In the Demon Sect, they could not refuse the boss's orders, otherwise they would be just one word - death!

The five groups of people set out again. This time they were much more careful. Wuming kept observing them secretly. In his eyes, these people were the seeds of his men. Some people could die, and some people wanted to live. Those who should not die, Wuming would not let them die.

Days passed slowly, and nothing happened to the five groups of people who went out. They were careful enough. However, no matter how careful the people were, they would slowly relax. When they were not paying attention, they would fall into danger.

On this day, Mei Er, who was drawing pictures, unknowingly fell into the siege of the enemy. When Mei Er put down his pen and looked up, the shadowy figure had already come to the forefront and surrounded the two in the center.

The two looked at each other and thought it was not good. They flew back, but a few sounds of breaking through the air sounded from behind them at the same time, causing them to curse secretly, and their bodies hid to the side. Several figures flew out at the right time, partitioned in the center of the two, separated the two and wrapped them up.

"People from the Seven Secret Sect..." Mei Er, the face of the poisonous hand was ashen, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes.

The disciples of the Seven Secretariat Sect in a group of seven people laughed. One person sarcastically said, "That's great. After finding you for half a year, you don't show up. As soon as you appear, you will be met by us. Now, a strong mark will be added to the credit book of the seven of us."

"Hmph! He is shameless!" Mei Er snorted, his arms shook, and buzzed twice, and two scimitars bounced out of his forearms.

The Du Shu glanced at the two scimitars through the disciples of the Seven Secret Sect. The eyes narrowed. These two scimitars looked like ordinary blades, but they were more curved, and there was no difference. But the Du Shu knew that the things produced by the Demon Cult have their own characteristics, and these two scimitars must have unique features. He didn't know. These two scimitars were not only unique, but also very unique.

"Kill them!"

Swords, swords, sticks, fists, palms, legs... all kinds of strength are emitted at the same time. Three to one, four to one. The disciples of the Seven Secret Sect have an absolute advantage.

Mei Er, lightly tapped his hands and his body rotated rapidly like a top, avoiding the opponent's strength. Mei Er's scimitar flashed, cutting the air, and buzzed. The pair of fleshy palms of the Du Hand had turned blood red, and a trace of black air lingered in his fingertips. The Du Hand, the Du Hand, the Du Hand, was practicing the vicious kung fu on these hands.

"cut!"

The scimitar was cut down, and the three men besieged Mei Er smiled coldly. The long stick was pointed out, one was stabbed with a long sword, and the other was slashing against each other. Mei Er turned his body sharply, and the scimitar was slashed down, and it was on the long stick. The man used his strength to fly, like a bird, waving his arms, and then he pulled it up one meter higher. "Go!" He shouted softly, and the scimitar flew on his arms, like two streams of light, piercing the air.

"Be careful!" One person exclaimed, and the long stick in his hand flew, like a disc, protecting the three people, not airtight.

After two knockings, the scimitar was knocked away. Mei Er sneered, shook his arms, and the scimitar suddenly turned and flew from both sides. Mei Er could control the scimitar from a distance.

Dingding... The man who used a sword to use a sword was extraordinary. The two of them knocked the scimitars away, causing the scimitar to spin in the air. Suddenly, with a scream, the man who used a stick to separate his body and was instantly dismembered on the spot.

What's going on?

The two of them widened their eyes for a moment, and the four guys who besieged the poisonous hands were also shocked. One of them rushed back quickly and shouted, "What's going on?"

The opponent with the poisonous hand was missing, and the pressure was greatly reduced. He closed his hands and the thick black mist gathered into a black ball and sprayed out. The three men of the Seven Secret Sect retreated quickly, their fists and feet were flying, and their strength was everywhere, and they rolled up gusts of wind and made a sound of bumps.

Mei Er landed on the ground, his hands had returned to his arms, and a man was surprised and said, "His scimitar must have mechanism..."

"nonsense!"

The other man shouted, his body flashed, and his sword stabbed straight. When the other two saw it, they immediately surrounded him again.

The disciples of the Demon Cult are cruel, merciless, and cunning. Compared to them, the disciples of the Seven Secretariat Sect seem much naive. If they are single against one, these six people are definitely not poisonous hands. Mei Er's opponents, but if there are too many opponents, the one that is not good is poisonous hands, and Mei Er's opponents. Although the two are not weak, they still struggle to face the siege of three opponents of the same realm.

The two of them dare not separate too much. The people of the Seven Secretariat Sect will not let the two get together. The two of them will take advantage of this, either by surprise or by fighting, and it will be a little bit delayed.

In the Cultivation Hall, Wuming's mind moved, reflecting the situation of the two. Seeing that the two were in danger, he did not take action. He just watched and secretly observed the other four groups of people.

The other four groups were much luckier than the Dushou. Mei Er was much lucky. They did not meet the people from the Seven Secretariat Sect and kept walking out, drawing maps. There was also a group of people who started walking back.

"Okay, it's time to move!"

Standing up, Wuming walked out of the branch hall slowly and walked towards the site of the incident little by little. When he arrived, Mei Er was already in danger. The two of them were opened and blood was flowing. However, another six disciples of the Seven Secretariat Sect died.

Standing behind a big tree, Wuming looked at it lightly, not in a hurry to take action.

Mei Er and the two of them did not cooperate. They just rely on their own abilities, occasionally igniting the light of inspiration, plotting against the five people and bringing the disadvantage back. Unfortunately, there are only two of them.

"cut!"

Mei Er slashed across the sky, and the snow-lit scimitar flashed with blood red light, and the sharp sword aura flashed by. The two of them moved into the air, and the weapons were fighting each other, and the ding sounds kept ringing.

The surging power collapsed, and the three people's bodies shook. Mei Er couldn't control himself. He took two steps back, his face pale, and there was no blood.

He was bleeding too much!

Shaking his head, Wuming's hands were plucked, and crystal ice sheets were formed into five, and he flew away. In an instant, five disciples of the Seven Secretariat Sect rose into the air and slammed on the ground.

Mei Er and the two of them were shocked and looked at the force, Wuming slowly walked out.

"Senior Brother (District Master)..." Both of them breathed a sigh of relief and just came to rescue.

"ah……"

The five people sank on the ground, trembling all over, their eyes rolling straight, as if they were sucking. The two looked at the five people in surprise, and then they realized that Wuming had dealt with the five people with one move.

Even if he has mastered the Demon** and is more profitable than the few people, the gap will not be so big.

"Take these five people back!" said lightly, and Wuming turned around first. When the three of them brought back five prisoners, the other four groups of people gathered outside the branch hall almost at the same time. They were all surprised to see the five extra people. Zhang San said: "Senior brother, are these disciples of the Seven Secretariat Sect you have captured?"

Mei Er nodded and said, "Thanks to the senior brother to take action this time, otherwise I and Hushou would probably stay outside."

The eight people were secretly alert, looking at Mei Er, with blood all over her body, and secretly feared and very grateful.

"Come in..." Wuming sat on the master's seat and said to the ten people: "The Seven Secret Sect lost seven disciples, so it will be easy. I will not be able to live a better life in the future. I am the master of the branch hall, so I will teach you something." He closed his hands and picked up a row of ice sheets again and shot out. All ten people were surprised and raised their hands to resist, but the ice sheets melted instantly and penetrated into their bodies.

Ten people were shocked, but they didn't feel discomfort and were secretly surprised.

Wuming said: "This is the Life and Death Talisman, which is a hidden weapon condensed by using the characteristics of one's own true energy. The methods and effects of the test are different. The Life and Death Talisman that I inject into your body will occur every three days, so you can experience it."

"This..." Ten people were speechless for a moment, and Wuming didn't say anything anymore. He wanted the ten people to understand the life and death talisman before teaching them this method.

This is used to capture prisoners. There are too few people here and people need to do things. These disciples of the Seven Secretariat Sect are just right. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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