That is, the phoenix night medie.

Music that can destroy people's nerve centers is like a death song from hell.

I saw that he gradually picked up the tube of immortal jade flute, which was as red as blood and as gorgeous as a rose, and then, when he put it to his mouth, his slender and dry fingers began to slide over the seven jade holes.

A song that makes people feel infinite fantasy is about to flow out of it.

However, before the sound of the immortal flute could be remembered, the hand knife of the poisonous monster double medicine slave had already slashed down like Mount Tai was overwhelming.

Although this fatal blow did not hurt his body, the fierce momentum made him unable to blow the song of death for the time being.

He didn't even have the leisure to open the end of the immortal jade flute and launch the golden phoenix dart.

Not only him, but now, the Twin Medicine Slaves have also begun to attack Shang Tianxiang.

Their high-raised hand knives slashed at Shang Tianxiang like a whale sucking water, and the fierce momentum made Shang Tianxiang feel depressed, and he couldn't even breathe.

Shang Tianxiang was a little scared, she was so scared.

These two people are not only powerful with poisonous kung fu, but they are also superb, and their illusions are superb, but their martial arts have reached the realm of gods.

Just now, she had already seen the martial arts of these two people.

Don't look at her trick of "falling the sword without a trace" to take one life in five steps and kill one person in ten steps, she is well-known in the rivers and lakes, but she can still be sure that if these two people really want to take her head, then her head will definitely no longer belong to her.

She was even sure that she couldn't even take two of their tricks.

Although she knew that she was no match for the two of them at all, she still had her sword unsheathed when she saw their hand knives cut down.

I saw that he pulled out the sword of the red face that had killed countless people, put it across his chest, and said loudly to the two of them: Don't ...... you two Other...... Don't come here.

Seeing that they were determined to resist to the end, Lao Immortal suddenly said "ha" coldly at Lan Yutang, staring at him, not even blinking his eyes, just said coldly:

Little doll, although your flute is a rare flute, it seems to be very powerful, but I can tell you that it is of no use to us, no use at all.

And if she can't die, she said "hey" coldly from this Shang Tianxiang, waiting for her, her eyes also didn't even blink, but said coldly:

Girl, although your sword is also a good sword, and your swordsmanship seems to be good, it is also useless for us.

Then the two of them suddenly said in unison: Now, since our master has told us to cut off your heads, we must cut off your heads.

Even if you cut off our heads, we will have to cut off your heads, but I advise you to obediently let us cut off your heads, otherwise, the consequences will be very serious, and we will be very angry.

The two of them wanted to say strange things to Lan Yutang and Shang Tian, and they approached them step by step.

Their faces, which had been dry for a long time, like the bark of a thousand-year-old pine tree, were now suddenly full of murderous aura, and even shining brightly.

Shang Tianxiang's hand holding the sword suddenly shook slightly, as if she knew that they weren't joking with her.

The tip of her sword trembled slightly at the double medicine slave, and said, "Hey, hey, you two are old-timers in the rivers and lakes, how can you listen to the words of a junior surnamed Bai like this?"

Did he tell you to cut off our heads, and you were his sons? Hmph, if you are so happy with other people's words, then now I ask you to cut off his head, will you cut it off?

Hearing this, the two medicine slaves looked at each other, and then, looking at her together, their eyes bulging, as if they thought it was strange, and said loudly: Hmph, why should we listen to you, you are not our master.

Although we are not his sons, and he is not our father, we must listen to his words, thinking that he is our master.

As long as it is commanded by the master, we will do it, because this is what a good slave should do, now, you know?

Seeing these two weirdos approaching him and Lan Yutang step by step, full of murderous aura, Shang Tianxiang finally knew that they were really here this time.

She was startled, and the hand holding the sword seemed to tremble even more now, and even the tone of her voice began to stutter a little.

He jerked the tip of his sword and pointed at the voice from which it came, then turned back and said tremblingly in a voice that was too frightened to be completely out of tune:

Hey, you two can tell me a little reason, although I am not your master, but you can be sure that he is really your master?

You don't think you have even seen him until now, but he himself says that he is your master, and you believe that he is really your master, are you all blind?

As she said this, the old immortal's hand knife had already slashed at her neck, and it was about to split the large artery at the back of her neck in two.

However, after hearing these words, his hand knife, which was about to fall, was forcibly retracted by him, and rested above the main artery, and froze there.

He suddenly turned around, blinked twice at the death, and kept nodding his head and said: Yes, yes, I said you can't die ghost, I think what this little doll said seems to make a little sense, what do you mean?

We really haven't even seen him, but we hear his voice, how do we know that he is really our master, and how do we know that this guy is not imposting?

If the famous poison-loving monster double medicine slave is deceived like this, then we don't want to mix in the rivers and lakes in the future, and the blind ones are not even as good as bats.

And at this time, the hand knife that couldn't die was about to fall on Lan Yutang's main artery, and after hearing this, he immediately withdrew the knife.

Although he put away the knife in time, the sharp blade still cut off the long strand of hair that hung in front of Lan Yutang's forehead, and slowly drifted away in the dim firelight.

However, Lan Yutang didn't even move, letting the severed hair float on the top of his head and brush his cheeks.

I couldn't die and looked at Lao Immortal, and then, I looked at Lan Yutang with a blank face, the expression on my face was weird, and I didn't know if I thought that Lao Immortal's words were very reasonable, or that Lan Yutang was really calm.

After that, I saw Lan Yutang slowly pluck off the strand of hair that fell on his cheeks, grabbed the two ends, and paused for dying, and then, smiling slightly, said:

Senior, in fact, you don't have to look at me like that, although I have seen what Bai Qinghou, the owner of the Throwing Gold Villa, looks like, although I also know that the voice just now is really similar to him, but I can't judge whether this person is the owner of the Throwing Gold Villa.

That man was standing in the shadows all the time, and we couldn't see his face at all, and it was as if he was deliberately hiding his identity.

However, although his voice is very similar, it is said that I know that there seems to be a kind of kung fu that can imitate other people's speech.

I couldn't die and looked at the old immortal, and the old immortal looked at the person in the shadows again, and then, slamming his head, he shouted:

Haha, you little doll, what you said seems to have a little bit of truth, this person has always stood in the shadows to hide his identity, so he is likely to have a grudge against the two little dolls in advance, and he knows that we are slaves of the Golden Villa, so he deliberately learned the master's voice and asked us to kill them.