As soon as Long Sizhan stood up straight, Hou Shangtong, the shopkeeper of Honglu Inn, had already shook to Long Sizhan's side and whispered: "You injured Yin Eye two days ago, I'm afraid it was him." Long Sizhan gritted his teeth and nodded: "After finding him, I won't tear him apart!" Hou Tongshang said unnaturally: "You know the rules of our inn, so I won't take action."

Long Sizhan slanted Hou Shangtong and nodded: "I know, thank you, shopkeeper Hou." At this time, the dark clouds above his head were like the bottom of a pot, and the strong wind made people unable to open their eyes. The masters from all walks of life had no intention of taking action, but just looked at the people of Jiujian Pavilion silently - after all, Long Sizhan was also present, so there was no need to force themselves to show off. Mu Wushuang squinted his eyes in the strong wind and couldn't help but ask Zhang Tingmu beside him, "Senior Brother, what's going on?" Zhang Tingmu replied to him in a low voice: "It seems that someone is trying to cause trouble for us!" Zhang Tingye squeezed to Mu Wushuang and Zhang Tingmu: "This kind of wind and rain technique can be done several miles away. It takes some time to find him. This guy is causing trouble!"

While the three were talking, Liu Manmang and more than ten disciples had already used their light skills to jump towards Niutou Mountain. Mu Wushuang and the other two saw it clearly. In addition to the Thousand Soldiers Tai Sui Liu Manmang, there were also three masters of Kuafu Tan Yongqiang, Hengshan Bamang Fu Chao, and the evil scholar Ding Maosheng, the other seven or eight disciples were all disciples of these four masters. The four masters Liu Tan and Fu Ding used their light skills to come to the top of the mountain first than their disciples. Then the four people stood in all directions and all started to make gestures.

After a while, Tan Yongqiang and Ding Maosheng stopped their practice and waved to the disciples who had climbed the mountain one after another. All the disciples followed Tan Ding and the others to the south of the mountain. Liu Manmang and Fu Chao stayed on the top of the mountain and continued to make spells. At this time, the dark clouds in the air began to lightning and thunder, and heavy rain could fall from the sky at any time. Tan Yongqiang came to the depression in the south of the mountain, and the three younger brothers who followed him also stopped beside Tan Yongqiang and began to do it.

A moment later, Tan Yongqiang pointed at Ding Maosheng, and Ding Maosheng immediately led the other disciples to continue running towards another mountain. Mu Wushuang stared at the four masters chanting spells on the mountain, and said with a fascination: "This is the sky-striking formation of our sect, right?" Zhang Tingye glanced at him and snorted secretly: "What a country bumpkin! I haven't seen the sky-striking formation of Jiujian Pavilion? This formation requires four masters to work together. Now it is Uncle Liu and Uncle Fu who pressed the tail of the formation and used their own magic power to maintain the operation of the formation; Uncle Tan and several other brothers are responsible for contacting the head of the formation and the tail of the formation. When Uncle Ding and the remaining brothers come to the head of the formation to launch the entire formation, the man can't escape even if he hides three feet underground!"

Zhang Tingmu turned his head and whispered, "Don't wait for Uncle Ding to launch a formation, because..." Before Zhang Tingmu finished speaking, Long Sizhan had thrown away the filial scarf on his head, revealing his long hair like a waterfall. Then Long Sizhan stomped his feet and jumped out nearly ten feet in an instant. Everyone stared at her two jumped and flew to the top of the mountain dozens of feet high. After Long Sizhan asked a few questions to Tan Yongqiang, he immediately stepped on his long legs and jumped towards the south of the mountain. Seeing this, Zhang Xiuwen and Yang Tiantai hurriedly used their light skills to chase Long Sizhan.

Long Sizhan came to Ding Maosheng's side after several ups and downs. Ding Maosheng bowed to Long Sizhan and said, "Uncle, there is a half-person-high weed in the southeast one mile and a half-land." Long Sizhan nodded and used his light skills to sweep towards the southeast. The rugged mountain road was like walking on flat ground under Long Sizhan's feet. After Long Sizhan saw the weed from afar, he habitually raised his eyebrows and showed a creepy evil smile on his lips.

At this time, the grass suddenly shook, and Long Sizhan also jumped up and rushed into the grass like a white crane spreading its wings. The person in the grass hurriedly raised his hands, and Long Sizhan slashed hard on the man's chest with a move in the air. The person in the grass groaned and fell into the grass. After Long Sizhan landed on the ground, he immediately stepped on the man's sternum, and the man immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. Long Sizhan looked at the man's face carefully, and his face turned angrily and roared: "Why are you again?! Didn't I let you go back?"

Lying in the grass was the demon woman named Xiaoxin. Xiaoxin smiled miserably and said intermittently: "Young Master Silver Eyes help me avenge me. Even if I die... I am willing..." Long Sizhan's face immediately changed: "What? Oh no! Twist the tiger away from the mountain!" Long Sizhan glared at Xiaoxin hatefully, and Xiaoxin had already closed her eyes peacefully.

Xiao Xin took Long Sizhan's move and was stepped on by Long Sizhan again. She was seriously injured and in danger. She knew she could not resist, so she quietly waited for Long Sizhan's own fatal blow. Long Sizhan gritted her teeth and suddenly turned around and ran towards the same road. Xiao Xin heard a shaking sound of her clothes, opened her eyes hard and looked at it, and found that Long Sizhan had already walked away. Xiao Xin coughed out a large mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and her consciousness gradually blurred.

Zhang Xiuwen and Yang Tiantai were just chasing him halfway, and suddenly saw Long Sizhan rushing over like the wind. Zhang Xiuwen felt an unknown premonition in his heart and hurriedly shouted: "Uncle Master?" Long Sizhan pointed behind them: "It's Silver Eye again! Tune the tiger away from the mountain!" Zhang Xiuwen and Yang Tiantai were also shocked when they heard this: there were many high-ranking officials who could not know martial arts in the crowd. If Silver Eye attacked them, even if there were great masters like Huijue and Qiu Luoxiu present, as long as the scene was chaotic, Silver Eye could open the killing.

Mu Wushuang and Li Yu were waiting nervously for Long Sizhan and the others to come back. Mu Wushuang suddenly felt a chill coming out from behind. Mu Wushuang threw away the paper horse in his hand without hesitation, and pulled out Juluo Jian from his waist and ran behind the crowd. Li Yu was also nervous when he saw Mu Wushuang pulling out Juluo Jian and hurriedly turned around to follow him. Huijue saw Mu Wushuang pulling out Juluo Jian with murderous intent, and couldn't help but be stunned. Then she frowned and looked at Bai Xiaochuan. Bai Xiaochuan looked at Juluo Jian with a blue face when he saw Juluo Jian. The other masters also looked at the three of them in different expressions: some were surprised, some were envious, and some were lucky to gloat.

Mu Wushuang had no time to pay attention to them, so he raised his sword and stabbed a thin man wearing mourning clothes. The man suddenly jumped back and grabbed a noble lady beside him. The woman screamed in fear. Mu Wushuang raised his sword and raised his head to pull the filial scarf on his head. Mu Wushuang whispered: "Young Master Yinyan, please don't hurt the innocent by chance." Yinyan smiled slightly: "Friends, we've met again." Most of the people around were rich officials who were pampered and lived in vain. Seeing Mu Wushuang confronted Yinyan, they all scattered away in horror. Yinyan saw that he was exposed to the public, and frowned.

At this time, Huijue and Bai Xiaochuan had already come behind Mu Wushuang. Huijue quickly stepped forward and said, "Good, good, Yinyan Young Master, when will the revenge be repaid? Amitabha." Yinyan glanced at Bai Xiaochuan coldly, knowing that although this old man was not as good as Huijue, he was also very good at it. Yinyan immediately sneered: "I have been in great debt for a long time and don't care about one more money!" At this time, a boy in his teens shouted loudly: "Mom, please let my mother go!"

The woman in Yinyan's hand was about to speak, but was immediately pinched by Yinyan, and could only watch her son running towards him. Bai Xiaochuan immediately took a step and picked up the boy. The boy burst into tears and couldn't help but grab Bai Xiaochuan's face and beard. Although the woman was in danger, she still bowed to Bai Xiaochuan with a grateful face. Bai Xiaochuan also nodded to the woman, completely ignoring that her hair and beard had been caught in a mess by the child.
Chapter completed!