There was a scream from the bushes on one side.

Broken bushes were mixed with blood.

Lin Pingzhi fixed his eyes, and the clothes he saw were obviously not from the Central Plains.

"Western Xia people!" Lin Pingzhi said coldly.

Although the three kingdoms of Mongolia, Manchu, Qing and Southern Song Dynasty stood together.

But there are still small countries such as Tubo, Dali, Xixia, and Khitan lingering in the gaps.

And they all choose a country to attach to.

Xixia is attached to Mongolia.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Just now Lin Pingzhi didn't hold back the twenty-eight palms that subdued the dragon.

The Xixia Yipintang people hidden in that pile of bushes were seriously injured even if they did not die.

But Lin Pingzhi sniffed carefully.

In addition to the faint smell of blood in the air, there is also a faint fragrance.

Why is it so fragrant?

Lin Pingzhi was a little puzzled.

"Brother." Yilin called weakly.

The sword in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Then Xiao Wu and Wanyan Ping did the same.

They couldn't hold their weapons and fell directly.

The three women directly slumped on the ground, leaning on each other.

"It's a sad crisp breeze!"

Lin Pingzhi was a little annoyed.

Why didn't I remember it sooner.

Thanks to myself, I have used Sad Crisp Breeze before.

This sad and crisp breeze is the unique poisonous gas of Xixia Yipintang, with a little fragrance.

Seeing that no one came out, Lin Pingzhi knew that maybe they thought he had high internal strength, so they didn't immediately collapse.

"Ah! It's poisonous!" Lin Pingzhi exclaimed.

The Weeping Blood Sword in his hand fell directly to the ground.

The whole person fell directly to the ground.

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was also poisoned, Yilin couldn't help worrying.

"Brother, are you alright?" Yilin was about to cry.

"Master, Xiao Wu has no strength." Xiao Wu said weakly.

She couldn't even lift her fingers.

"Master, what should I do?" Wan Yanping's eyes were red, she didn't expect that all of them were poisoned.

"These Xixia people are so despicable."

Lin Pingzhi seemed to want to stand up hard, but he didn't have any strength at all.

Just as Lin Pingzhi finished speaking, many people from Xixia Yipintang poured out from other bushes on both sides of the road.

In addition, there are two people wearing Central Plains martial arts costumes.

One of them was about thirty years old.

The other person was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Most importantly, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old "man" seemed to have particularly well-developed chest muscles and a pretty face.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help being curious.

Who are these two people.

Why mix with people from Xixia Yipintang.

And that person is obviously a woman disguised as a man.

"Who are you two?" Lin Pingzhi asked, looking at the two trembling all over.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old "man" walked towards Lin Pingzhi, flapping a folding fan in his hand.

"I wanted to squat here with members of the beggar gang, but I didn't expect to squat a big fish." His voice was a bit feminine, and he didn't hide his female voice at all.

"Su Mingyue's martial arts are not bad, young master, please be careful that he suddenly violently hurts people." The middle-aged man said.

"Mr. Zhao, please don't worry." A captain of Yipintang said, "People who have been hit by our sad breeze will have no strength."

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