Chapter 447: The 19th Leaf in the World

Feng Qinghe could survive Ji Laomo Jiuye's sweep.

How could he be reconciled to being plotted by a small Motiange disciple?

"Then die together—"

Feng Qinghe slapped his dantian and rushed forward.

Step on the ground with both feet.

hum!

Ming Shiyin suddenly sacrificed his Dharma body!

Feng Qinghe glanced at the dharma body, and said solemnly, "Sanye? You are beyond your capacity!"

Bang bang bang!

The palms keep taking palm prints!

Ming Shiyin suddenly stepped on the ground, his body floated half a meter, and fell again!

With the parting hook in his hand, he will face Feng Qinghe head-on!

boom!

Ming Shiyin felt his arms go numb, but he was not shot. On the contrary, it was Feng Qinghe who was shot.

Feng Qinghe was leaning forward to attack, but suddenly he flew backwards, his eyes widened, and he looked at Ming Shiyin who was chasing after volley in disbelief.

"Four leaves?"

The corner of Ming Shiyin's mouth crossed a smile, and the sky-rank weapon in his hand flashed through the cold light, and said, "You are very good, and you are about to force out two-thirds of my strength!"

Feng Qinghe felt his scalp go numb.

He underestimated the enemy!

In order to minimize the burning of the sea of ​​​​qi, he has no explosive power!

"You can't kill me!"

Feng Qinghe wanted to continue struggling.

However, Ming Shi disappeared because of his stature.

Feng Qinghe's heart tightened, in this short time of flying backwards, he was actually scared!

Is this really the pressure given by Yotsuba?

call out!

Cold light flashed.

Feng Qinghe fell to the ground and saw the cold light.

Nothing else seems to happen.

Mingshi appeared behind him because of the phantom.

The battle is over.

Ming Shiyin smiled, picked up the parting hook sheath, looked carefully, shook his head, picked up a leaf, and wiped the parting hook blade.

Feng Qinghe said, "I said... you can't kill me."

Ming Shiyin ignored him.

Instead, go in the direction of the canyon.

He wanted to see what kind of back road Feng Qinghe had left in the canyon.

Feng Qinghe frowned.

He was just about to turn around,

I just felt a coolness coming from my neck... The wind blew on my neck, and it seemed that some kind of liquid was flowing out.

Raised his hand and touched it.

The five fingers are covered with bright red blood!

呲——

The tear-like pain swept through the whole body from the neck, and he wanted to roar, but his voice became whimper and hoarse.

Then I felt that life was passing quickly.

Turn around and fall backwards.

...

Ming Shiyin knew that he had some kind of life-saving treasure on him. But not in a hurry to take it off.

He is cautious.

A cultivator like this, even if he is killed, may bite back before he dies.

The fact that Feng Qinghe was able to escape from his master's hands showed that he had a lot of scheming.

Ming Shiyin was very relaxed on the surface, but in fact he put a lot of effort and effort into it.

What can I do if I wear protective clothes, my neck is not blocked.

After a while.

Ming Shiyin came to the canyon.

On the ground in the canyon are densely packed tree stumps, forming a dense array of plum blossom piles.

Various patterns are carved on the stump.

Against the backdrop of the night, those lines shone from time to time, looking very strange.

Behind the stump is a wooden house.

The wooden house looks very monotonous and lonely.

If it is not carefully searched, or if someone leads the way, it is difficult to imagine that there will be people living here.

Ming Shiyin did not continue before... According to what Feng Qinghe said, here is the backhand he left behind. Then there's a good chance it's a trap.

squeak-

The door of the hut opened.

The voice was old and low, "Come from a long way, there is a loss to welcome."

Ming Shiyin felt the power in this sound wave, took two steps back, and said, "Junior doesn't intend to offend."

"what?"

creak, creak, creak...

A rickety old woman walked out of the wooden house.

She was on crutches and walked slowly.

Every now and then there is a creaking sound.

Walking out of the room, she raised her head and glanced at Ming Shiyin.

The moonlight was getting weaker and lighter, but her eyes seemed to be very easy to use. After taking a look, she shook her head and said, "Young man, did you kill Feng Qinghe?"

Ming Shiyin's heart sank.

From such a long distance, she was able to make such a judgment.

He seemed to see his doubts.

The old woman smiled lowly and said, "I have lived in this canyon for many years, and no one has ever found it here... Only Feng Qinghe knows about it."

"Are you from the Zhencang School?" Ming Shiyin was ready to slip away at any time.

But he felt that the old man did not seem to have any murderous intent, so he tried to talk a few words.

"For the time being," the old man said.

"In that case, the junior will leave first."

"Hold on."

The old man said again, "The old man promised to Feng Qinghe one thing."

"What's up?"

"No matter who steps into this canyon, the old man will do his best to kill him," the old man said.

"..."

Ming Shiyin was speechless in his heart. It was really curiosity that killed the cat. If he knew it would be killed, he wouldn't come, "Don't, don't, old senior. Feng Qinghe wants to kill me, so I'm forced to fight back!"

"Ah."

The old man raised his head, faced the moonlight, and looked at the entrance of the canyon, "You can kill Feng Qinghe, and your cultivation is not low. The old man will not bully the small, so I will fight you fairly."

"No no no...you look at me highly."

Ming Shiyin hurriedly admitted his cowardice and continued, "I'm lucky, I picked up a leak."

Just finished speaking, Ming Shiyin covered his mouth.

Isn't it so special to admit that he killed Feng Qinghe?

"..."

The old man nodded slowly, walked from the wooden house to the plum blossom pile, and said, "You are very brave."

"Not brave." Ming Shiyin stepped back.

"I hope you don't blame Lao Shen after you die... You will naturally do what Lao Shen promised." The old man sighed softly, "It's better if you are weaker, this matter is smoother than expected."

She continued walking on crutches.

The moment he stepped into the plum blossom stake, the two wooden stakes in front of him lit up.

The talisman is suspended on the plum blossom pile.

"Feng Qinghe challenged the teacher beyond his capacity, and he will die..." Ming Shiyin said, "The teacher is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

It feels weird to say this, but Ming Shi said whatever he thought of in a hurry.

"Your master?"

"Ji Tiandao, the pavilion master of Motian Pavilion."

creak.

The old man stood there, a little stunned.

Ming Shi was relieved in his heart, and he was still the master. Scared to pee?

"How is your master now?" the old man asked.

Ming Shiyin thought about it for a while, and Gou Zhuang said, "The teacher has been promoted to Jiu Ye, and he is the number one Jiu Ye master in the world today!"

call!

A stake was pulled from the ground.

With a circle of Haoran characters, he flew towards Ming Shiyin.

Bang bang bang!

Ming Shiyin raised his hand again and again, slapped his palms, bang bang bang!

Every time there is a collision, there will be a wave of arrogance.

At the same time, he kept stepping back, barely blocking this stake!

Ming Shiyin was amazed in his heart, this old man... is stronger than he imagined!

The old man said, "You stinky boy, do you think your old body is easy to deceive?"

s: Foreshadowing, there are a lot of things. I know it's a little short, but it's enough for 4 changes a day. I will strive for a long follow-up. Ask for a ticket.