"What the hell is going on?"

"Why did Ziwei Jindou have such a big reaction?"

Touching the crape myrtle Jindou, which was already a little hot, not only Shi Chongjian's face changed greatly, but even Zhang Yujie's eyes kept shrinking, and he subconsciously asked:

"What's wrong?"

"What's going on?"

"Why does Ziwei Jindou tremble like this?"

"Someone must be snooping!"

"They haven't given up yet!"

"Are they really not afraid of the backlash of heaven and lose their lives?"

Shi Chongjian looked at the crape myrtle golden bucket that kept trembling, emitting a crape myrtle golden bucket like a hummingbird flapping its wings, his eyes couldn't help but open wide, his mouth opened slightly, and he said in disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

"The backlash of the heavenly machine is the most terrifying, at least the sea is shattered, and it becomes a living dead without intelligence, and at worst it is directly wiped out... ”

"How can anyone not be afraid of life and death!"

Hearing Shi Chongjian's explanation, Zhang Yujie's face couldn't help but change slightly, his mouth opened and closed, and he said in disbelief.

"Although Shi doesn't want to believe it... ”

"However, Ziwei Jindou will definitely not go wrong... ”

If it was usual, Zhang Yujie questioned it like this, Shi Chong would be very angry.

But now there was no sign of life in his heart.

For, even he is in his heart ...

After all, the disciples of the Yin and Yang Family, each and every one of them is extremely precious. How could anyone be so ...

"Who is it?"

"Aren't they worried about the lives of the disciples of the Yin and Yang Family?"

"You must know that the cultivation of every Yin-Yang disciple will cost a lot. ”

"The local wealthy family, it is already rare to be able to get a disciple of the Yin and Yang family to take refuge... ”

"If you don't say that you treat it as a treasure on weekdays, it's easy to dare not use it. Lest there is anything to lose ... ”

"What kind of person is it that is so reckless and cares about the lives of the disciples of the Yin and Yang Family?"

"It seems that the people behind this group of samurai have an unusual status!"

"That's right!"

Shi Chongjian nodded heavily and said with a look of agreement.

"A person who can drive such a powerful warrior to fight for himself, and who can treat the life of a disciple of the Yin-Yang family as a mustard. ”

"Identity and status are certainly not comparable to ordinary people... ”

"It's just that I don't know which prince and the marquis are here. ”

"I don't know, why did they storm the imperial barracks?"

"Count!"

"The identity of this person, the purpose must be deduced... ”

"Otherwise, once we fight back, we will definitely die without a place to be buried!"

Zhang Yujie nodded heavily, and said with solemn eyes.

"No!"

Shi Chongjian naturally knew the importance of this matter, so he couldn't help nodding heavily and said in a solemn voice. Wisps of white light that looked like stars appeared in the palms of his hands.

Under the stimulation of this ghostly light, the buzzing sound of the crape myrtle golden bucket that was originally being calculated became louder, and the speed of the meteor inside became faster.

Chirp!

Chirp!

Chirp!

。。。

Burst!

With a crisp sound, the head of a disciple of the Yin and Yang Family exploded like a watermelon, and red blood and white brains spilled all over the ground.

The Yin and Yang family disciples next to him did not dodge, allowing the blood to fall on their bodies.

Burst!

There was another muffled thud.

The Yin and Yang patriarch twisted his head, not daring to look at the venue, his eyes kept shrinking, and a trace of heartache appeared on his face.

Every muffled sound means that a disciple has fallen.

Although the Yin and Yang family is also one of the hundred schools, because of the particularity of the sect, there are not many descendants.

Therefore, every disciple is extremely precious to the Yin and Yang family.

Just now, in just a few quarters of an hour, five or six Yin Yang Family disciples lost their lives because of the backlash.

With such a loss, even if he is the real power elder of the Yin and Yang family, he can't help but feel a little painful. After returning to the sect, he said that he would not be attacked by insiders in the sect and punished.

Thinking of this, a trace of indescribable bitterness couldn't help but appear on the face of the Yin Yang family elder, and he said with some pleading:

"Master Hou!"

"Can't go on anymore ... ”

"The number of disciples of the Yin and Yang family is already scarce, even if it is this elder, he can only deploy more than ten people... ”

"Six disciples have fallen now!"

"If it goes on like this, there is no need for the sect to punish him, and the old man himself can only apologize with death!"

"Why is this happening?"

Looking at the Yin Yang disciples who were bursting their heads and lying on the ground with stiff bodies, Hou Tianhuang's eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly, and some muttered:

"The other party must have the ancient artifact of the Yin and Yang family in his hand, suppressing luck and not allowing others to peep, otherwise the power of the backlash will not be so powerful!"

"There won't be so many disciples who have fallen in vain... ”

"If we can't go on like this, there will be no other result than more casualties!"

Seeing that Hou Tianhuang's face softened, the Yin Yang Patriarch hurriedly spoke.

"Ancient Artifact!"

"Suppress luck!"

Hearing the words of the Yin Yang patriarch, Sui Hou Tianhuang's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he said as if he was whispering.

"That's right!"

"It's an ancient artifact... ”

"Only an ancient artifact can have such power!"

The Yin Yang Patriarch nodded heavily without any hesitation, and said with a solemn face.

"What is it?"

"What kind of artifact is it that can suppress luck?"

"Although the Zhang family has served in the army for three generations, the ancestor has the position of Chenghuang God. But in the final analysis, it's just a border tycoon, what kind of creation did their family get, and they were able to obtain an ancient artifact!"

Sui Hou Tianhuang seemed to think of something, and his eyes suddenly showed covetousness, some muttered, and some excitedly said.

Hearing the elder's pleading, as well as the change in Sui Hou's expression, the disciple who was about to sit down and close his eyes and wait for death suddenly had a slight change in his stiff face, and there was a sense of aftermath in his eyes.

It's a fluke...

However, his good mood did not last long.

Because, Suihou Tianhuang is not a member of the Yin and Yang family, so he doesn't care about the fall of the disciples of the Yin and Yang family at all.

Even if the Yin and Yang family lost more disciples, he would not feel distressed.

Now the question he is most concerned about is what kind of ancient artifact the Zhang family has.

What is it that makes the luck of the Zhang family so weird and unpredictable.

If you plunder this artifact by yourself and suppress your luck...

Piff is not guilty of his guilt!

If you want to blame it, blame yourself for not having the strength!

Thinking of this, Sui Hou Tianhuang's eyes suddenly became cold, and he commanded without any hesitation:

"Humph!"

"It must be calculated, Ben Hou must know what kind of ancient artifact the Zhang family has in his hands!"

"This... ”

The Taoist priest, who was closing his eyes and cultivating, heard Hou Tianhuang's order, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he said with some concern:

"Master Hou!"

"This place must not be Tiannan!"

"And there are not too many samurai accompanying us, and the Zhang family has been operating in Beijun for several generations, and their influence is deep-rooted. ”

"If you rashly make enemies, it is not the best strategy for us!"

"That's why Ben Hou figured out what kind of artifact it is!"

"If it is heavy, even if it is an enemy with the Zhang family, Ben Hou will not hesitate to do it!"

With Hou Tianhuang's face changing slightly, in the end, his palm suddenly clenched into a fist, waved heavily, and said in a firm voice

"Enemies on both sides... ”

"Not the best policy!"

Looking at Sui Hou Tian Huang's firm gaze, Lao Dao knew in his heart that Tian Huang's mind had been decided. But I still have to say.

"Zhibei County Government has only a few thousand!"

"And the whereabouts of the prison sentence for the main lawsuit are unknown... ”

"All the while, morale was low. It's no match at all!"

Although Hou Tianhuang was a little dissatisfied, he also knew that the starting point of the old way was for his good, and patiently explained.

"The entire northern county, now qualified to be the opponent of Benhou, is only the king of Chengjun, loyal and brave Bo Yanglin... ”

"Everyone else, in the eyes of Ben Hou, is a local chicken and a dog, not worth mentioning!"

Seeing that Lao Dao was no longer speechless, Hou Tianhuang turned his head and looked at the Yin and Yang family elders, his face was hard, and he ordered without any room for negotiation:

"Calculate quickly, you must know what hole cards the Zhang family has in their hands!"

"This!"

When the Yin Yang patriarch heard Hou Tianhuang's order, a hesitant look appeared on his face for the first time.

Although the Yin and Yang family supports Sui Hou Tianhuang.

But this support is not without a bottom line...

Now that six disciples have fallen, if there is any further loss, I am afraid that his status in the sect will definitely be affected.

Therefore, the eyes of the Yin and Yang patriarchs couldn't help but reveal a trace of hesitation.

"Ben Hou still has a few pieces of spiritual land in his hands!"

"The spiritual rice produced can comb the meridians, nourish qi and blood, and eat it every day, even ordinary people can be 100 years old and healthy!"

"If it is eaten by a warrior, it will definitely purify the blood and nourish the muscles. ”

"Even in the sect, Lingtian Lingmi is a rare thing!"

"The number of Lingtian, the reserve of Lingmi, to a certain extent, represents the heritage of a sect. ”

"As far as Ben Hou knows, although the Yin and Yang family is also one of the hundred sects, there are not too many spiritual fields in their hands. ”

"Even less rice is produced... ”

"Because of this restriction, the scale of the Yin and Yang family has not been very large for thousands of years. ”

"Not to mention that it is not as good as Taoism, Confucianism, even the strength of the soldiers, the Legalists, etc., is also above the Yin and Yang families. ”

"As long as the elder helps Ben Hou figure out what kind of artifact the Zhang family has in his hands!"

"Those few pieces of spiritual field, Benhou is willing to give them to the elders, and he is willing to give them to the Yin and Yang family sects. ”

"At that time, there will be a few casualties among the disciples, and I think the sect will definitely not be harsh. ”

Listening to Hou Tianhuang's words, the face of the Yin Yang family elder suddenly became strange, and a trace of struggle appeared in his eyes that were originally full of hesitation, and he asked with some interest:

"Lingtian!"

"Lingmi!"

"Is what Master Hou said serious?"

"Although Ben Hou is not the Son of Heaven!"

"But it's Chrysostom!"

"It's just a little Lingtian, and my Tian family gave it back, so naturally take it seriously!"

Looking at the Yin and Yang patriarchs with a full face, Sui Hou Tianhuang nodded heavily without any hesitation, and said with a solemn face as if swearing an oath.