Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 327: The Grave Weeper - Xue Fan

Feng Qin arranged the last step of the plan before looking at Tao Tao.

Tao Tao came to his side silently.

"How close is Fang Junyi to the Yuan Xiang Sect?"

"Very close, almost the closest."

Tsk…

Feng Qin had a headache.

Fang Junyi is very powerful, so it is normal for him to guard the last level.

No one will think there is a problem.

But the key is that he has to be one of us.

Feng Qin had no choice but to be suspicious of the abnormal behavior in the past few days.

If the other party turns around and rushes into the Yuanxiang Sect, there will be few disciples here who can fight with him.

"I'll keep an eye on him. If he makes any move..."

"No, I have something more important to do and I really need you."

Feng Qin stopped this behavior.

Fang Junyi is indeed dangerous, but as I said before, you can't rely on yourself for everything.

The Yuanxiang Sect had already noticed Fang Junyi's abnormal behavior.

When facing a powerful enemy, thinking about how to prevent villains is a bad idea.

The most important thing is how to defeat the enemy.

"What did you say?"

Although I am the senior sister and have witnessed many big scenes, when it comes to strategy, I still have to listen to what my junior brother says.

"I want you to kill someone."

"Ok?"

Tao Tao frowned secretly. A few days ago, Quan Xing made a feint attack and she killed him.

The feeling was indescribable, and she couldn't sleep for at least two days.

Although I have gradually gotten used to it, it is still very difficult to be as decisive as Feng Qin.

It would be better to let Feng Qin do it himself than to let her do it.

"By then, I will be held back. You must promise me that you will act decisively, otherwise you may be the one to die."

"..."

Tao Tao stared at Feng Qin in a daze, with more trust than worry in her eyes.

At this time, she had an extra magic weapon in her hand.

"Okay, I'll take your job. My senior sister is the best at the top, much better than you."

Tao Tao stuffed the magic weapon into his pocket and turned to leave.

But the name Feng Qin mentioned still made her palms break out in cold sweat.

……

"Get out of the way! If someone kills someone by mistake, I won't compensate you!"

All the monsters swarmed in. Unlike the previous few days, everyone who came this time had a strong evil look in their eyes.

There was a faint smell of blood on his body.

Even dogs would run away with their tails between their legs if they saw it.

Each person has at least five lives on his hands.

When they charged forward, even the disciples who had fought in the battlefield a few days ago with high blood and enthusiasm subconsciously took half a step back.

The aura they brought with them was like a raging storm, and no ordinary disciple could contend with it.

Mo Lao, who was standing in the front, snorted coldly, and his body swayed. An image that was a head taller than him appeared behind him.

The blue flames around him ignited the air, and the energy of heaven and earth was gradually put to use. Although he was older, he jumped up and swung a whip, and the three people who were shouting in front of him were kicked away immediately.

Those who could attack the sect at this time were all good fighters. When Old Mo swung out his whip kick, the people in the front had already raised their protective shields, trying to withstand it.

However, although Mr. Mo was old, his attack was like a powerful strike that penetrated the protective shields and knocked them unconscious.

One person failed to protect himself and his internal organs were shattered on the spot, and he died.

This whip kick brought back the morale that had just been scattered by the roar. With a roar, the righteous disciples rushed forward.

A Quanxing monster wearing a bone mask took advantage of the opportunity and stabbed out from between the two monsters who were kicked away, and attacked Mo Lao's heart with the flaming knife in his hand.

Before he could get close, he saw an arm with white jade fingers appear and grab him.

The touch was soft and warm, but he no longer had the heart to appreciate the beautiful hands.

Because the bones of his hand were broken, he was kicked and the two people who were previously sent flying backwards.

Lu Linglong has already stood at the front line.

"Be careful what you do."

Old Mo glanced at her and instead of praising her, he gave her a warning. The reason for saying this was because of Lu Linglong's own problems.

In this chaotic battle, the danger to her did not come from Quan Xing or those villains.

But it comes from oneself.

Once you become addicted to killing.

The Polygonatum odoratum forest is where she was buried.

"I see."

Lu Linglong was full of fighting spirit. If it were before, it would be Mr. Mo's duty to knock her out and take her away.

Because of her character, being arrogant is almost like committing suicide.

But this time, Mr. Mo did not take action.

Because in Lu Linglong's eyes, he saw that arrogance, not for the sake of justice, nor for the sake of killing Quan Xing.

It’s in order not to fall behind, in order to surpass someone.

"Tsk... Lu Jin has a big vision. No wonder he dared to let her come over in this situation."

Old Mo nodded secretly, raised his hand casually, and two more people were blasted away, then he sighed.

"It's a pity that the man surnamed Feng is not a disciple of my Longmen Sect. I don't know whether Sister Yun succeeded in seducing him."

Lu Linglong paused and was punched.

My mind is a little confused.

Who seduces whom?

How old does someone have to be to be able to call you sister?

People can't, or at least shouldn't.

While her mind was blank, Quan Xing refused to listen to reason and picked up a big knife to chop her aorta.

Before the knife was swung, there was a sudden click and the two men suddenly fell to the ground unconscious.

There were two thin silver needles on the neck.

"Hey, thanks!"

Lu Linglong cursed herself inwardly for thinking about such trivial things at the critical moment.

He waved his hand to thank Feng Qin and then threw himself into the battle.

Only Old Mo looked at the two silver steel needles, stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and knocked the two men away again.

"This is not a steel needle, it doesn't have any poison... it's an acupuncture point?"

Mr. Mo is confused.

The Tang Clan's acupuncture method had long since evolved into assassination, often targeting not acupuncture points but arteries or the heart.

At the same time, poison is also used as an auxiliary.

This kind of acupuncture method of directly hitting the acupoints has long been in a semi-lost state.

It is said that up to now, Tang Qiushan, who is good at acupuncture, has no direct disciples.

It can be seen that there is no master of acupuncture in the Tang Sect.

"How many secrets do you have, kid?"

When Old Mo stepped on the ground, a tornado of Qi flames swirled around him, sucking in the people who were flying towards him. Then, with a shock, it threw them out.

"Is this Tai Chi?!"

The man who was hit by the tree covered his chest with shock in his eyes.

"It's a little bit fused together, I call it Taixuan."

Mr. Mo spoke louder, deliberately letting Feng Qin hear.

You see, Longmen's martial arts can actually be integrated and coordinated with the martial arts of various sects.

As a disciple of the Tang Sect, it would be a good idea for you to worship a Longmen master and learn some Longmen skills.

Obviously, Feng Qin did not understand his subtle expression.

In the face of a disaster, Feng Qin is not an old hand in the circle of strange people. If he doesn't calm down, it will be difficult for him to understand the roundabout words of the older generation in seconds.

However, as contemporary young people, some of Huang Geng’s works can be understood immediately.

Feng Qin was like a ghost, shuttling behind the crowd. Anyone who let their guard down would be killed by him.

This method is the same as the one used in the previous feint attack. It is simple but effective.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my back. I had experienced this feeling before...

It was when I was digging Xu Si’s grave.

Then, a familiar voice was heard in my ears.

“Wuwuwuwu, Mom and Dad, we caught him this time!”

Next to Feng Qin, there was a man wearing a bamboo hat and holding a filial piety banner, his face full of tears.

The grave weeper——Xue Fan!
(End of this chapter)