Chapter 145 (1/2)

Pang Suan was surprised. Fortunately, he could still shake away in time. He shouted, ”third, are you crazy? Which song is this?”

The third turned a deaf ear, his eyes turned red, and his throat made a hoarse and strange sound. He continued to cut Pang Suan with a single knife.

A man behind Pang Suan exclaimed, ”evil spirits are possessed by the body! The body fragrance boy is a horse fairy! He is a monk! Be careful not to look into his eyes. Elder brother, you block the third, and others will besiege Hu!”

The party immediately divided into two groups, five of them came forward and surrounded Hu Ruyuan, and another ran to the beautiful lame boy.

Seeing the fight here, the yard was in a mess. Hula, more than half of the people got up and fled from the Yongyue teahouse, but a small half of the people still sat still.

There are many monks in Xianzhou. It is common for them to fight with each other. Most of them are ordinary local people, leaving behind practitioners who are familiar with this. Some of them are self-supporting artists who don't care, and others don't mind watching the excitement. They turn their heads to cheer.

Although his legs and feet were inconvenient, his body method was flexible. In his hand, a fluorescent pointed short stick flew up and down, circling with the man running towards him.

His father Hu Ruyuan had the same short staff in his hand. His cultivation was not weak. He danced and built a light wall the size of a foot. The opponent's weapons or skills hit it, causing bursts of spiritual ripples.

He seemed a little hard to deal with the siege of five people at the same time, but he didn't show a big flaw for the moment, but he was attacked tightly, and the magic of evil spirit possessed body couldn't be used again.

Niu Kelian upstairs was worried when he saw that his old friend was attacked and in danger. After signaling to Shang Chenxi, he jumped over the railing on the second floor and had to go up to help.

Shang Chenxi said to Hua Lanting and Lin Xianjing, ”you two go to help the old cow.” after hearing this, Hua Lanting and Lin Xianjing jumped down into the yard.

Niu Kelian is very smart in doing business, but his cultivation is not as good as their disciples of Xuanmen.

As soon as the three fell to the ground, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

It turned out that Pang Suan had fainted in a short time, and the crazy third came to join the battle group. His accomplishments were much higher than those of his accomplices. With this participation, Hu Ruyuan was a little overwhelmed, and the spiritual light wall brought by the short staff began to thin.

Pang Suan saw a lot of onlookers. He was afraid that the war had changed for a long time. He shouted, ”second, make a quick decision!”

Then he waved his hand, and several of his men understood it and retreated with him.

At this time, the man who had just called out the possession of evil spirits had been dragging behind the people. Obviously, he was not the main force of the attack and was completely unnoticed. At this time, while retreating with several people at the same time, with the cover of his companions and the gap pulled out, the man secretly shook his hand and threw out a rope like thing.

The rope was as fast as lightning, as fast as a startling Hong. Ignoring Hu Ruyuan's light wall protection, it broke through and hit Hu Ruyuan's neck in an instant. The rope head was left and right, and surrounded Hu Ruyuan's neck in a ring.

The man with the dark hand is Pang Fei. He is Pang Suan's brother. He is the first expert of the Suan gang. His rope like magic weapon is called Senluo soul chasing. It is not only fast, but also good at breaking defense. Pang Fei uses it to sneak attack and plot to cut people's heads. It rarely misses.

The appearance of this object is abrupt and strange. No matter Hu Ruyuan himself, Niu Kelian and Hua Lanting are unable to save themselves and rescue, they all scream and lose their voice.

At the moment when Hu Ruyuan closed his eyes and was about to die, an object roared from the second floor and accurately hit the ring sleeve turned into a rope head. The fragments splashed everywhere, but the soul chasing rope was also bounced away and flew back to Pang Fei's hand.

At the critical moment, Hu Ruyuan avoided the end of his head.

Then they saw that the object was a teacup.

Then a big man followed out of the upstairs window. The man is as strong as an iron tower, with Phoenix eyes and silkworm eyebrows. His face is powerful without anger. He has three long beards under his jaw, but his face is waxy yellow, like gold paper, mixed with some unnatural flushing.

Falling between the two groups of people, someone coughed and said angrily, ”you can fight. Please fight outside. Killing is strictly prohibited in Yongyue building!”

Pang Fei is his own family. He knows his own affairs. He knows the power of Senluo's soul searching. Since someone can beat back the rope with a tea cup, he has also been hurt. Although he didn't do his best just now and the tea cup was broken by force, the big man is not the person he is willing to easily provoke.

Without even saying a word about the scene, Pang Fei bowed his hand, staggered, turned and walked towards the door. Pang Suan kept up with him.

Seeing that Pang Fei didn't continue to pester and didn't care for himself, the big man turned to Hu Ruyuan and was about to speak. He suddenly heard a harsh roar.

A dark long arrow of spiritual power suddenly flew out from the second floor. The target was not a powerful man, but Pang Fei who was about to walk out of the door!

The big man went out from the private room on their left at dawn, and the arrow came from the room on their right.

The timing of the assassination was just right. It was when Pang Fei was frightened, injured and wanted to retreat, and turned his back to the yard. At this time, the man was also turning inward.

The long arrow reached his back in a flash. Pang Fei showed great reaction force when he was caught off guard. He forcibly twisted his waist and turned around. As soon as he turned his hand, Senluo soul chasing rope caught the arrow body and exerted another force, and the long arrow split.

A black smoke came out!

Seeing this, Pang Fei held his breath and blew away the black smoke.

But in the interval when he dispersed the black smoke and his breath stagnated, he suddenly opened his eyes, changed his face, and blurted out, ”Thirteen needles of the ghost gate!”

While the Lingli long arrow attracts people's attention and is covered by black smoke, it is followed by a concealed weapon as small as a sewing needle.

The needle approached at a high speed without a sound. Before it penetrated into his body, Pang Fei was hit by a wisp of cold breath and could not move.