Mr. feiye''s reaction was super fast, but even if he threw the sheepskin away for the first time.
eye.
There is no escape.
"Why?" Mr. feiye doesn''t understand why such high-ranking people as Chang Zhi Sheng Shou, the respected old medical immortals of various sects of the immortal sect, use such despicable and shameless means to entrap themselves?
"The reason is very simple, because I''m not Chang Zhi at all!" Chang Zhisheng''s voice completely changed to another person. This voice, which was cold-blooded and heartless, sounded like a knife in Mr. feiye''s ear: "as early as half a year ago, I killed him! In order to fully simulate this old product, I spent half a year. Do you know why the original time of treasure hunting was delayed for half a year? That is, when I completely imitate Chang Zhi! I lived in baicaomen for three months, and I didn''t decide to start the underground palace treasure hunt until none of the disciples of baicaomen saw through my authenticity! "
"Are you from the five cauldron dragon sect?" Mr. feiye now understands that there is an insider in the treasure hunt team. This person is not someone else, but a "Chang Zhi master" who is at least completely relieved by everyone''s vigilance.
"Ha ha, you''re so naive. Do you think there''s no one else in our fairy gate except two heavenly ancestors and Duanmu? They are just Mingzi. What really works depends on us! We have never thought of giving you the secret treasure and inviting you. It''s just to weaken the strength of all factions in the name of treasure hunting! " The words of Feichang Zhisheng show that he is not alone. He has a partner in the treasure hunt.
"I really hate it!" Mr. feiye is too late to repent.
Long before I came to look for treasure.
The elder martial brother of qingfengmen advised him to let go of his greed.
Although the secret treasure left by predecessors is good, it involves interests and is certainly easy to cause disputes. When it comes to fighting, it is not good for either party.
But Mr. feiye thinks that as long as this treasure hunting team is big enough and there are people from all walks of life, then we must show some face to each other. After all, we have known each other for many years and all walks of life have something to do with each other, so we need not be too pessimistic about security.
The five cauldron dragon fairy gate takes the lead, and they have no problem in their interests.
After all, the strength of the two ancestors is extraordinary.
However, the five cauldron dragon immortal gate is only one family. On the front, there are two elders of Lingwu controlling the crane gate fighting against each other. On the side, there are qingfengmen, Shigushan sect, baixianmen, quhuomen and Tonggu sect. They can''t swallow the five cauldron dragon immortal gate alone, and they can''t swallow the secret treasures left by their ancestors. In particular, the treasure hunting team finally brought in several Taoist friends from baicaomen, yuanxinliu and Xiaolong grottoes, and the strength of mingmian is no less than that of Wuding dragon fairy gate.
Therefore, Mr. feiye thinks that it is reasonable for qingfengmen to join the ranks, make some efforts, and then pursue a little meager interests.
Bring your favorite apprentice.
He came in a happy mood.
Who knows
As a result, it turns out to be today''s pattern. Not only does the lover die miserably, but also he will be trapped in the underground palace.
"Blame you for being too weak. In this world, the law of the jungle is doomed from the beginning! Your Qingfeng gate has fallen, and our five cauldron dragon gate is at its zenith. You don''t hide like those old hermits and compete with us. Don''t you want to die? " The five tripod dragon sect is very ambitious. It seems that it has the intention of destroying other sects and dominating the world of Xiuzhen.
"Ha ha ha, it''s true that I don''t know people. I''m blind in both eyes!" Mr. feiye burst out laughing: "however, your arrogance will be rewarded sooner or later! The way of heaven circulates, retribution is not good, my soul is immortal, waiting for you on the way ahead! "
"A lot of nonsense!" "If there is any retribution in the world, how many people have I killed? How can there be no retribution?"
For the master of false wisdom.
Cultivation only stresses strength.
Strength determines one''s fate.
These are the groans of the weak.
In his hands, there are countless souls of the weak and the losers imprisoned. Why don''t they eat themselves back? Why don''t you see God repay you?
In a word, as long as there is enough power, even ghosts and gods will make changes for it!
Mr. feiye did not continue to argue with Feichang Zhisheng. He knew that people like the other side were completely addicted to power. He would not know how to repent until he met a real strong enemy. Mr. feiye, who has lost his eyesight, slowly takes out a magic weapon in the shape of a jewel, and meditates in his mouth to stimulate the power of the jewel.
"You still want to struggle?" The fake Chang Zhi Sheng Shou gave a burst of laughter full of irony.
"I know I can''t beat you!" Mr. feiye is very frank. Even if he is not blind, he doesn''t think he can defeat his opponent. What''s more, he has lost his eyes and caught a kind of poisonous smoke: "I can''t beat you, but it doesn''t mean that I will give up! There is no coward under the breeze! I''m not good at flying leaves, but I''m not a greedy person. The most important thing is, I''ll teach you a lesson! "
"A lesson?" After hearing this, he was shocked: "did I hear you right? You''re going to teach me a lesson? "
"Yes, you heard me right!" Mr. feiye''s face had a determined look.
"Ah, ha ha ha ha!" The fake Chang Zhi Saint laughed wildly.
Straight smile, tears are splashing out.
This life.
He had never heard such a ridiculous joke.
A blind man is extremely poisonous. He is far below himself in both skill and realm. His body protection weapon is just a bead that looks like a low-grade product. How can he teach himself a lesson based on his fighting power? It''s not a big joke. What''s it?
In the face of the enemy''s ridicule, Mr. feiye was not moved.
His face did not change.
The bead in the hand is to pour gradually suffused with a light purple awn.
"Well, I''ll stand here and attack as you like. If you can hurt me, then you will win! Yes, if you can touch me a little, I''ll let you go, too! " Feichang Zhisheng takes his hands on his back and stands in his original position calmly. When he speaks, he not only provides convenience for Mr. feiye to locate his voice, but also expresses that he wants to give the other party a chance to live.
"Elder martial brother, feiye is here to say goodbye to you!" Mr. feiye''s face is calm, life and death have been forgotten in this moment, his only idea now is to give the enemy heavy damage, to the arrogant enemy a lifelong unforgettable lesson.
"Come on, come on, I can''t wait to see your performance. I really want to know how you taught me." Fake Chang Zhi''s hand laughs.
The purple awn of bead is more and more bright.
Finally, the whole tunnel was dyed a deep purple.
Mr. feiye''s breath is also promoted to the highest level.
He holds a bead in one hand and a sword formula in the other. After drawing a special charm on his forehead, Mr. feiye bites the two fingers of Shizhong who hold the sword formula tightly.
Sword Qi.
In food, the two fingers extend slowly.
"It''s sword Qi. I''m scared!" If you are a disciple, you may feel awkward. But when you get it to yourself, it''s a joke!
"Disease Mr. feiye''s sword points straight to the fake Changzhi master. The sword Qi carries blood, turns into a blood sword, and nails the enemy''s eyebrows.
"A small skill of carving insects!" Feichang Zhisheng doesn''t take it hard. He says he''s standing still. But when he finds it, his body method is as fast as thunder. When feiye''s sword points a little, and the blood sword comes out, he immediately dodges. With the sound of wind and thunder in his right palm, he imprints it heavily on the top of Mr. feiye''s head. Mr. feiye''s head burst instantly, and blood came out of his seven orifices.
Mr. feiye fell to the ground.
The Blood Sword dissipated.
Even the beads that protect the body are full of cracks and dim.
Feichang Zhisheng stepped on Mr. feiye''s chest and looked down at the strong man of qingfengmen: "don''t you mean to teach me a lesson? I''m still waiting with expectation. I didn''t expect that I''m not even a fart! "
Mr. feiye''s head burst and he was dying.
He was unable to reply.
however.
The broken bead in his hand suddenly flashed a dazzling purple light.
It takes in Mr. feiye''s soul with irresistible force, makes sacrifices, and then turns into a purple and gold sword.
The fake Changzhi holy hand quickly blocked it with the palm of his weapon, but this purple gold sword with soul sacrifice was extraordinary. It directly broke the body protection weapon of the fake Changzhi holy hand, passed through his palm and nailed firmly on the right eye of the fake Changzhi holy hand.
Tooth for tooth, eye for eye.
Mr. feiye died.
However, in order to teach the enemy a lesson, he tried his best not to sacrifice his soul, but turned it into a sword with sacrificial power, and forced him to blind the master of false wisdom. All his previous actions, including holding the sword formula in his hand, biting through his fingers and turning it into a blood sword, were the means to confuse the enemy. He first showed weakness to the enemy, and when the enemy was in the most arrogant and arrogant moment, he fought back and finally succeeded.
He can no longer see the final result.
It''s just that he''s done it.
Do what you say.
"Boom!" Feichang Zhisheng hand angrily blows Mr. feiye''s head and the whole corpse to pieces, but it can''t cover up that he was forced to learn a lesson from Mr. feiye''s blood!
The weak also have the dignity of the weak!
A scholar prefers death to humiliation!
Such excessive arrogance, bullying and belittling of others as the master of false wisdom will result in irreparable humiliation!
"Damn it, you ants! Do you think that''s the end of it? No, never! I want your whole qingfengmen to be ashes. I want you qingfengmen men to be slaves and women to be prostitutes from generation to generation! " Feichang Zhisheng roars angrily. He shakes the whole tunnel with his hands. No matter how crazy he is, his right eye becomes the past tense.
Kill!
The fake Changzhi mastermind originally wanted to play one opponent after another to death through a fake identity.
He likes to use this way to double torture his opponent''s body and mind.
It''s just this time for Mr. feiye.
It''s a mess.
Only killing.
Only more death and blood can calm his anger
"You must all die!" Now the master of false wisdom just wants to kill everyone, and everyone has to be tortured to the point where they can''t be killed.
"We''re not included in the list, are we?" In the dark, someone asked softly.
"Shh Then, several people booed at the same time, indicating that she should keep her voice down.
"Mm-hmm, Shh!" She also followed the question, silly and cute.