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"Isn't this the eldest son?"

A chuckle sounded from behind.

Helian Bo's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he slowly turned around.

The man was dressed in white, holding a sword in one hand and one hand behind his back, with a slight smile on his lips, as if he was mocking.

Helian Bo reacted very quickly, and hurriedly clasped his hands together and nodded slightly: "It turned out to be Mr. Hongfei."

He smiled on his face, but he was very nervous in his heart.

This senior brother Hongfei is a disciple of the Dian Cang Sect and a helper found by Helian Bi.

For Helian Bo, this is a big threat.

Dian Cang Hongfei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the calm and usual No. 1 playboy in Anhou City in front of him.

"Did the eldest son find the spiritual bamboo shoots?"

The world knows that this boy has no skills, no scheming, and even his cultivation is useless.

But he is the eldest son of the Helian family and a stumbling block for his junior brother to become the city lord.

It's true that there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in.

Hong Fei was secretly happy in his heart, and his hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Helian Bo suppressed the throbbing in his heart: "Haha, I haven't found the spiritual bamboo shoots yet."

"But... I found a clue."

At this point, Helian Bo deliberately reached out and pulled out his bamboo stick from his arms.

Hong Fei thought he was being mysterious at first, but when he looked closely, there seemed to be words on the bamboo stick.

He couldn't help but feel happy, and subconsciously reached out to take it.

At this moment, his eyes widened, and he looked down at the half of the sword tip that was exposed in his chest, his eyes full of disbelief.

The outstretched hand was fixed in the air until his body fell down.

And a black figure walked out from behind him.

Quack quack quack~

The ghost crow shook, and then flapped its wings and flew over, landing on the shoulder of the black figure.

Helian Bo looked at the mysterious man in front of him calmly and said softly, "He Cangwu, the Ghost Crow Messenger."

The figure did not reply, but stepped forward and walked into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Helian Bo was left looking at the corpse on the ground in thought.

Before participating in the bamboo shoot competition, Anhou City Lord Helian Chen had hinted to Helian Bo that there would be a master protecting him in secret after entering Fengbai Mountain.

But Helian Bo never thought that the master who protected him would be the Ghost Crow Messenger of the Ghost Cult.

The Ghost Cult is cruel and murderous, and likes to torture souls the most. It is a terrifying existence in the entire southern Xinjiang.

In recent years, the Ghost Cult has become more reckless and began to integrate the Southern Xinjiang Demonic Path with great fanfare.

It has already surpassed the righteous Dian Cang Sect.

Why did Helian Chen go to the Ghost Cult?

Helian Bo stood up, looked away from Hong Fei, looked at the deep bamboo sea, and murmured: "Father... I can't see through you anymore."

...

"Stupid pig, shut up!"

The turtle was rubbing against the bamboo forest. Li Sao grabbed its ears with both hands on its back and pulled it back hard.

The turtle was in pain and stepped back a few steps with a groan.

Li Sao jumped off his mount and dug in the dirt.

Finally, he dug out a spiritual bamboo shoot as long as his forearm. The spiritual bamboo shoot was green and striped, but unfortunately the tip of the bamboo shoot was missing a piece, and gurgling juice flowed out, with a fragrant aroma.

Li Sao picked up the spiritual bamboo shoot, his eyes full of heartache: "What a pity, what a pity, such a good spiritual bamboo shoot was bitten by the turtle."

"I don't know if the daughter village still recognizes it."

"Hum~"

The turtle was rubbing his nose and pacing around. It was obvious that Li Sao was very dissatisfied with being intercepted by him.

Li Sao rolled his eyes and cursed: "Stupid pig, if you can find more spiritual bamboo shoots, I will give this one to you to eat."

"Hum, hum~"

The turtle twisted its butt and sniffed around.

Suddenly it looked towards the bamboo forest, vaguely more alert.

Soon, a voice came out of the bamboo forest: "What a fragrant smell, the little monk is so lucky."

Li Sao's heart tightened, and a white robe flashed before his eyes.

Looking closely, it turned out to be the Dian Cang Sect disciple who followed the second young master in Chaofeng Tower before.

At that time, he was holding Huaisheng and was ridiculed.

"It's you."

Li Sao subconsciously took a step back.

The man glanced at the bamboo shoots in Li Sao's arms, and his mouth curved: "I heard that you are a monk from the Killing Temple?"

Li Sao subconsciously took another step back: "Amitabha, what do you want to do?"

"I am Dian Cang Hongtu. I have heard that the inheritance of the Killing Temple is profound, but I have never seen it. Today I want to ask for your advice."

As he was speaking, his right hand was raised into a sword finger, and a flying sword was suspended in front of him with a "swish".

Li Sao knew that he could not escape this disaster, so he did not hesitate and directly used the "Forty Forms of Guanyin Holding Treasures".

Shua~

Guanyin is free!

A punch was thrown, and blood mist was steaming around.

He himself practiced the "Blood Robe Sutra", and his whole body turned red in an instant, like a blood man.

Hongtu was naturally unwilling to be outdone. The Dian Cang School was good at swordsmanship. In the blink of an eye, the flying sword escaped and pierced the vital point on Li Sao's chest.

But when the flying sword touched the blood mist, it was like entering mud, and his mind was not very clear.

Hong Tu was secretly shocked, and quickly dodged and withdrew his flying sword, and then he struck back with a palm.

Although the Killing Temple has not been in the mountain for many years, the name of killing to prove the truth is still spread in the world.

Especially the blood of killing, which is dedicated to polluting people's magic weapons, so when Hong Tu's flying sword stabbed just now, it was stained by the blood before it was fully delivered, as if it cut off the mind.

However, Hong Tu's palm, which contained innate energy, was so powerful that it completely enveloped Li Sao.

Li Sao's cultivation was not good enough. He barely resisted the palm strike and retreated three or four steps before he stood firm again.

"Hey, you can actually withstand a palm strike from my innate qi. Not bad."

Before he finished speaking, this time the qi all over his body was like clouds, condensing into a little water droplet shape.

"Clouds and water are heartless!"

Shua~

The qi like raindrops hit Li Sao.

Although Li Sao changed his body shape, he still couldn't avoid it.

He only felt the raindrop qi approaching him, and all the important points on his body were hit. His true qi was difficult to continue, and he immediately stood still.

"Hum, hum~"

At this time, Bie Sun arched his head over. Although he ran very fast, Hong Tu had been prepared. He just turned sideways, and the raindrop qi hit Bie Sun's body, and he immediately stopped moving.

The Dian Cang Sect is famous for "swords hitting strange points", and is best at controlling the enemy's acupoints with true qi and qi.

Seeing that both the man and the pig were restrained, Hongtu walked forward, took out the spiritual bamboo shoot from Lisao's arms, and said with a smile:

"You can't find it even if you try your best, but you can't get it at all..."

Suddenly, his face changed, and he finally found that the spiritual bamboo shoot had been bitten.

Hongtu's eyes were gloomy, and he walked up to Lisao and asked, "How did you find this spiritual bamboo shoot?"

Lisao was in a dilemma, and his mind was turning quickly: "This is a long story..."

He was not as good as the opponent, but he was good at making up stories.

He immediately exaggerated the method of finding the spiritual bamboo shoot.

"Are you saying this is the secret technique of the Killing Temple?"

Lisao nodded very affirmatively.

Hongtu was going to get rid of him immediately, but looking at the spiritual bamboo shoot that had been bitten in his hand, he was really unwilling.

After thinking about it, he decided to keep his life first and talk about other spiritual bamboo shoots later!

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