It is said that the immortal jade flute in his hand was dyed red with other people's blood.

Hong Hui looked at the immortal jade flute in the hand of the immortal phoenix, and then looked at the dead man who fell to the ground behind the screen, and said in a deep voice: They were all killed by you?

Lan Yutang put his hands behind his back, his long body was long, his face was arrogant and lazy, and he said slowly: I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me, maybe it's okay.

Because the purpose of my coming here today is to take the head of your lightning knife Hong Hui, and you Hong Hui has made a lot of enemies in the past 20 years of sweeping the rivers and lakes.

When you die, those enemies will come to you, and these people still can't escape death, so sooner or later, they will all be the ones who will die, and whoever kills them will be the same.

Hong Hui put the lightning knife on the ground, propped his hands on the hilt, looked at the immortal phoenix, sparks almost burst out of his eyes, and said in a deep voice: Why are you doing this?

Lan Yutang swirled the immortal jade flute in his hand, and said slowly: Because someone wants you to die, although the immortal phoenix has no grievances with your lightning knife Honghui, but since that person wants you to die, I can't keep you.

Hong Hui Dao: Who is that person?

Lan Yutang suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "You should know."

Hong Hui said: The palace master of the Dijing Palace?

Lan Yutang said: For me, he is my owner, my boss, and if it weren't for his light bamboo grass antidote, a friend of mine wouldn't be able to live.

Hong Hui said: And the condition in exchange for the light bamboo grass antidote is my head?

Lan Yutang said: Since you understand everything, then I don't need to explain more, do you want me to do it, or do you obediently sacrifice your head yourself?

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Zhu Ji suddenly shout and said: Bastard, where can Hongmen let you splash.

Speaking of this, he suddenly waved the big knife in his hand, drawing regular traces in the night rain, like a silver dragon bathed in moonlight soaring wantonly, and said loudly to Hong Hui:

Master, we all let the fourth Jing Zhaomei deceive, he obviously said that he would go to the dead forest to snipe Lan Yutang, but now you see, he ate inside and out, and actually let this immortal phoenix in.

Speaking of this, he danced the big sword, made a "Pangu Mountain" pose, and said loudly: Master, this person's martial arts are too high, you go first, we will block him.

Hong Hui looked at him, suddenly smiled bitterly, and tapped his fingers lightly on the hilt of the knife, letting the cold night rain fall, beating his nerves, and said in a deep voice:

Silly boy, just now, you also heard it, since he came to kill me with the intention of victory, how can I get away?

What's more, his martial arts are indeed very high, you are not his opponent at all, and if you can't use ten moves, you will all have to fall under his immortal jade flute.

Lan Yutang swirled the immortal jade flute in his hand, placed it across his chest, pressed his chin with one end of the flute, looked at Hong Hui and smiled faintly, and said:

Lightning Knife Honghui is really insightful, so, now, do you want me to do it myself, or do you do it yourself?

However, I suggest that you do it yourself, for if you let me do it myself, you will regret it, because the sound of my flute is enough to break your spirit, and no one can stand that kind of pain.

Speaking of this, he glanced at Zhu Ji, Wei Shan and Sheng Tang, his expression changed, and he said coldly: However, since I have come here now, none of you can leave.

Zhu Ji was stunned for a moment, and said in a deep voice: What?

As soon as he finished speaking, a low flute suddenly sounded, drifting into his eardrums and hitting his nerves, like the cold rain pouring down overhead.

And his body suddenly became heavy, as if it was filled with lead, and as if it was sealed by reinforced concrete, and he couldn't move at all.

Moreover, as the sound of the flute was played, the heavy feeling was getting heavier and stronger, as if there was a mysterious force that sealed all his movements, unable to move, unable to speak, unable to breathe, and at that moment, even his heartbeat was about to stop.

Not only is he Zhu Ji, but now, even Weishan and Sheng Tang have the same feeling as him.

It was as if they were bound tightly by an invisible rope, and they couldn't move at all.

Not only that, but their bodies were slowly pulled by an invisible force, slowly floating up, and their limbs were pulled out forcefully.

The higher you float, the heavier the painful sensation becomes.

In their eyes, they are simply like the prey that has been targeted by the phoenix that has been reborn from the fire, and the prey feels a heavy fear.

What kind of power is this, and why is it so magical?

It's as if they've been caught under a legendary spell, and the nerves around them have been sealed by the magic from hell, and it's an indescribable mental power.

And this kind of ideological power that seals their activities comes from the sound of the flute.

Immortal Jade Flute.

It seems that they have indeed underestimated this immortal phoenix.

Looking at the Zhu Halberd who was played with between the applause like a puppet, the embarrassing situation of Wei Shan and Sheng Tang, Lan Yutang suddenly laughed, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a trace of cruelty, and said:

Now, don't you feel miserable? But no wonder, among you is the spell of my phoenix bathed in hellfire.

Anyone who falls under this spell is unable to move, unable to breathe, bound in nerves, drained of true power, and then little by little, the body and spirit are eaten away.

In the end, it may be dust, blended with all the sun, moon and stars of the heavens and the earth, silently, blown up by the wind and blown down by the wind.

Zhu Ji endured the pain of being toyed with, and sneered: "Hmph, is this really the case? Since this is the case, then we have no choice but to make the final blow before our lives have stopped."

With that, he struggled suddenly, and the bound limbs slowly contracted, slowly contracting, as if twitching a twisted soul.

Then, condense the nerves that have not been completely controlled in the whole body, condense the remaining true power on the right hand, condense it on the knife in the right hand, and swing the strongest of this pheasant Yuyuan knife at Lan Yutang.

Then, with a crane roaring, the pheasant You Yuan knife turned into a long rainbow, carrying the momentum of thunder, and slashed towards Lan Yutang.

The whistling sword qi turned into a tiger roar, overwhelming the sky, rolling up the night rain that poured all over the sky, cutting across the earth, and even splitting half of the pillars of the room.

The pillars collapsed, the roof shook suddenly, and the rain-soaked mud fell and splashed away.

Lan Yutang's body shook suddenly, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and his body suddenly flipped up, dodging the attack of the fallen pillar.

The sound of the flute stopped, the phoenix's spell disappeared, and Wei Shan and Sheng Tang, who were trapped in mid-air by the phoenix's spell, also fell from mid-air and regained their body's freedom.

The two regrouped and struck towards the immortal phoenix together.

The knife flew by, but they found that Lan Yutang, who was fluttering just now, fell lightly again, still landing where he was standing just now, motionless, and didn't even dodge.