Nie Buren said disdainfully: "Just because you want to threaten Nie? If you are the head of the Dian Cang Sect here, you may still have room for negotiation, and you are not worth it enough! Just wait to collect the body for your husband!"

Mrs. Ma's face was pale and gritted her teeth and said, "What a cruel villain, I'll fight with you!" The sword shook and she wanted to rush out and fight to the death.

"Let's wait!" Hu Qingpeng raised his hand and shouted, and his eyes turned to Yu Wen Zheng with a cold blade: "Yuwen Zheng, those who know the current affairs are heroes. If we join forces with Diancang and Emei, you and the three of you will definitely not be your opponent. As long as you hand over the antidote and guarantee that Ma Daxia is safe and sound, you can leave freely, otherwise you will be here today! How to choose, I'll wait for your words!" After saying that, holding the sword in the back hand, the invisible sword energy surged over.

Qingning chanted the Buddha's name and shook his body, landing behind the other party, blocking their retreat.

Yuwen Zheng's heart sank. His wishful thinking failed and was forced by the other party. The situation was greatly disadvantageous. If he turned against each other on the spot, even with the soul-breaking poison needle to protect him, he would probably not get any benefits. Since that's the case, why not take a step back and wait for reinforcements to settle the accounts after they arrived. His eyes turned and he looked at the murderous Yi Wufeng and said, "If we hand over the antidote, can you guarantee that no one will take action?"

Hu Qingpeng didn't know the intention of his question and said seriously: "I guarantee it with my life! Elder Yi, you won't object, right?"

Although Yi Wufeng wanted to take the opportunity to kill this lustful and despicable villain, she couldn't bear to embarrass Hu Qingpeng. She struggled for a while and finally dissipated her condensed skills and shook her head helplessly.

Yuwen Zheng's heart fell into the ground, and he hurriedly ordered Nie Buton to hand over the antidote, and said with a smile: "Everyone is a hero with a promise of a thousand gold. I believe he will not regret what he promised. The future is long, let's see who can laugh to the end!" He led his companions to hurry downstairs.

Mrs. Ma looked at their backs, spat hatefully, and hurriedly fed her husband the antidote. However, after a meal, the blue-black color on Ma Zhusheng's face gradually faded, and his paralyzed lower limbs also regained consciousness. Ma Ma was overjoyed and curled up her sleeves and bowed to Hu Qingpeng, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Hu, Mr. Hu, this kind of life-saving kindness will never be forgotten!" If Hu Qingpeng had not helped her, it would be impossible to force Nie Buren to hand over the antidote alone, and Ma Zhusheng's life would not have been saved.

Hu Qingpeng replied, "Mrs. Ma, you are polite! No matter how outsiders evaluate me, I am still a disciple of the Hengshan Sect. If you have trouble with fellow practitioners, I should help you!"

Mrs. Ma was stunned for a moment and sighed: "Young Master Hu, it turns out you are still in the dark! Seven days ago, the head of Hengshan Sect, Sect Chen, had already announced the martial arts world and drove you out of the wall. From then on, you will no longer admit that you are a disciple of Hengshan Sect!"

Hu Qingpeng was thundered by the five thunders and shouted in dismay: "What did you say?! The head master removed me from the list?" Madam Ma sighed again and nodded affirmatively. Hu Qingpeng stared at her every expression, feeling his heart sinking into the bottomless abyss, and his chest was filled with unspeakable bitterness and sorrow, and he smiled bitterly: "It turns out that they don't believe me!" Although he had a premonition that he would be severely punished by the rules of the sect, he did not expect that this would be the result. Chen Tianlei didn't even give him a chance to defend himself! His hands and feet were cold and his tall body looked so lonely. The martial arts world was very particular about the inheritance of the masters. Even those who were extremely vicious would not easily erase their origins. Exiting a disciple from the wall was a severe punishment in a sect second only to the abolition of martial arts. Such people without sects have always been cursed and despised, and they can't raise their heads forever.

Yi Wufeng was deeply hurt by his lost expression. She held his generous palm and said softly: "Don't be sad! Since they believe in slander and deny your character, why do you care about them? When you become famous in the future, you will find another opportunity to humiliate them!"

Hu Qingpeng said sadly: "You had known this news before, right? Why didn't you tell me? Do you want to hide it for the rest of your life?" The Hengshan Sect's expelling him caused a sensation. How could Yi Wufeng, as the elder of the Demon Sect, not know?

Yi Wufeng whispered: "I'm afraid you'll think randomly when you know, so I didn't tell you. You are the one who wants to do big things. Don't take this small setback to heart. The world is so big, is there no place to accommodate you? Even if everyone opposes you, I will still stand by your side and never betray you!"

A warm current flowed through Hu Qingpeng's heart. He held her jade hand with gratitude and smiled at each other, and everything was silent. He turned to Mrs. Ma and said, "The people from Baiyun Sect have been withdrawn. I wonder what you have plans? Do you still want to kill me to take revenge?"

Mrs. Ma said, "Young Master Hu saved Junior Sister Jingyun first and was kind to the outside world. No matter how thick-skinned we are, we will not make things difficult for you no matter what! But if the leader's orders remain unchanged for a day, we will still be enemies. When we meet next time, we will decide our lives and death!" He helped Ma Zhusheng up and Qingning, Jingyun went downstairs. Before Jingyun left, he glanced at Hu Qingpeng quickly, and his bright and transparent eyes were as bright as stars, shining brightly.

Yi Wufeng saw it clearly and couldn't help but twisting hard on Hu Qingpeng's waist and ribs, his face as if it were cold. Hu Qingpeng exclaimed softly: "Why are you pinching me?"

Yi Wufeng said coldly: "Who told you to seduce that little nun! Her eyes looked at you obviously strange. Do you think I'm blind?"

Hu Qingpeng was so amused that he rubbed his nose and said, "Miss, she is a monk! She is with Qinglan all day long and is dedicated to Buddha. How can he have worldly emotions? You are too cautious!"

Yi Wufeng's face turned slightly red and said, "I'm just petty, how about it? I warn you not to be flirted with other women. If I catch you, think about the consequences yourself!"

Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but chill, and quickly swore a curse, and finally got rid of the matter. The poison on his body must be used to use the "Golden Silkworm Gu King" as medicine to resolve it. The world's number one poison is only in the "Bai Poison Village" in Yunnan, and it is a divine object worshipped by the Bai Poison Sect. Therefore, they rushed to Yunnan overnight and went deep into the hinterland of southern Xinjiang. As for the leader of the Bai Poison Sect who was willing to hand over the "Golden Silkworm Gu King", they could only know after meeting.

Ma Zhusheng and his wife, Qingning and others returned to the inn to pack their luggage, waved goodbye, and each returned to the door to ask for reinforcements to support. Although they discovered Hu Qingpeng's whereabouts, he and the elder of the Demon Cult are inseparable, which is an extremely difficult problem. It is impossible for the four of them to kill Hu Qingpeng and avenge their dead fellow disciples. If they want to capture Hu Qingpeng, the two families must send all the elites to break through the Demon Cult's defense line and get what they want. Therefore, they must report to the leader as soon as possible and make a decision on the matter.

After parting ways with Qingning and others outside the ancient town, Ma Zhusheng and his wife rode their horses to the west and ran in the rain. Because the road was slippery and the mountain roads were muddy, they could hardly see half a person's figure. The drizzle was like silk and twelves, and it kept falling from the drooping dark clouds, with a slight coolness. The undulating hills were shrouded in rain and fog, and it looked like a blue-gray color. The occasional howling of wolves was so shrill and long, making people stand upside down.

The two walked for more than ten miles, and the sky gradually became darker and the cold wind gradually rose. Suddenly, they saw a gray tiles in the forest in the distance. They were happy and went straight into the forest, intending to stay here for a night. When they walked closer, it turned out to be a dilapidated land temple. There was no incense for worship, the doors, windows and walls were dilapidated, and the corners of the walls were covered with spider webs. Fortunately, the couple had been walking in the world for many years, but they had never eaten any suffering. Now they tied their mounts, sweep a corner of the temple, and raise a bonfire to keep warm.

Mrs. Ma was very worried about her husband's injuries and asked, "Senior Brother Fourth, do you feel any discomfort?"

Ma Zhusheng laughed and said, "Junior sister, do you think I am a man from Nitan? I was injured twenty-seven times in the Jinsha River Battle Axe Gang, but didn't I live well? Don't worry, my body is very thick, even if I fight alone with the evil tiger."

Mrs. Ma smiled and looked like a pile of flowers in her jade trees, blooming with charming and mature charm, and said angrily: "I'm boasting all over the sky again! If you meet an enemy, you can't do it first, let me pass it over. Did you hear it?"

Ma Zhusheng said, "As for orders, my wife!" He was moved and stretched his arms around his wife's soft waist. Mrs. Ma leaned on his shoulders. The two of them were speechless for a moment, only hearing the crackling sound of firewood and the sound of raindrops.

Suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility. It was particularly clear on a cold rainy night. He ran to the land temple and stopped. Ma Zhusheng and his wife looked at each other, frowned slightly, and pressed the hilt of the sword at the same time. Suddenly, a dull sound was heard, and the rotten temple gate was smashed to pieces. When a cold wind passed, three figures floated into the temple like ghosts. It turned out to be Yuwen Zheng and others!

Ma Zhusheng and his wife were shocked, stood up suddenly, drew their swords and pointed at each other, and said in a deep voice: "You are chasing you and chasing you closely. What do you want to do?" The two of them were not as strong as their opponents, and they were in this remote place in the mountains and fields, and no one could help them. They couldn't help but feel uneasy, so they wanted to seize the opportunity to break through and run away.

Yuwen Zheng waved his hand, Nie Buren, and the sword slave immediately moved his figure, trapping them in the core, and laughed proudly, "You never dreamed that we would meet again so soon, right? In fact, I didn't leave at all, just wait for you to get alone to deal with you! At present, unless you have wings on your flank, you will definitely not be able to escape from my palm. Even if you shouted loudly, no one would come to meddle in other people's business!" He was arrogant and did not take the other person seriously. He was lustful by nature, so naturally he was unwilling to let Mrs. Ma leave for nothing. If Jingyun had not been with his uncle, he would have been plotted against him.

Ma Zhu said angrily: "Shameless villain, don't think we will be afraid of you! There are only heroes who died in battle under the Diancang Sect, and there are no cowards who surrender. Their heads are just a scar as big as a bowl! If you want our lives, just take action!" Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, you could only make up the determination to fight to the end and fight to the end.

Yuwen Zheng shook his head and said, "You are wrong. What's the use of my life? What I want is your wife!" The evil light in his eyes skyrocketed, and he threw himself into Mrs. Ma's secret place without any concealment, as if he wanted to penetrate her clothes and peek into the beautiful scenery below.

Mrs. Ma's face turned red and she shouted angrily: "Shameless lewd demon!" A sword light flashed, and a hundred lightnings shook out with a move of "Snow Eye Cangshan" and shot the opponent's vital points with a loud sound, especially his confused eyes, wishing to be blinded immediately.

Yu Wen Zheng sneered and shouted, "Do it!" His body was fascinated, and he suddenly approached Mrs. Ma, with five fingers forming claws and buckled her shoulders. Mrs. Ma stepped back half a step, and the sword slanted slightly, stabbing into his upper arm meridians. Suddenly, a figure burst into pieces, and the sword pierced the sky, and Nie Buren's sarcastic face appeared in front of him. The cold light flashed, and two willow leaf flying knives flew up and down, with amazing speed, and he hurriedly returned to the sword. But Nie Buren's hidden weapons emerged one after another. She had just shot down the flying knives, and seven or eight hidden weapons roared over, forcing her to be in a hurry and had no time to breathe.

Ma Zhusheng shouted like thunder, and his sword came out like a dragon, fighting against Yuwen Zheng and the sword slave. His strength had reached its peak. But seeing his hair and beards were all open, a white pillar of air rose above his head, rushing left and right, and he was willing to use both sides to kill the enemy. However, his poisonous injury had not healed, and his lower plate was unstable, and he was not strong enough. He was not an enemy of the sword slave, let alone Yuwen Zheng? With only ten moves, his body was covered in scars, and blood splattered as he turned. Yuwen Zheng took advantage of his unpreparedness and suddenly waved his palm and hit the vital point of his vest. Ma Zhusheng screamed and vomited blood and fell to the ground. Yuwen Zheng raised his foot and stepped on Ma Zhusheng's head and shouted, "Stop it all!"

As soon as Nie Buren stopped, Mrs. Ma immediately took a few steps back and turned to look at her husband who vomited blood. She was both sad and angry, and sad, staring at Yuwen Zheng and said, "You demon, let my senior brother go!"

Yuwen Zheng sneered: "Do you say I'll let you go? Stop dreaming! As long as I use force under my feet, I can trample your man's head to pieces. Do you believe it or not?"

Mrs. Ma shouted, "No! Don't kill my senior brother! You... what are your conditions?" Her tone became soft and tears surged in her eyes.

Yuwen Zheng smiled lewdly and said, "Will you not know my conditions? Take off my clothes obediently and then serve me comfortably. I will spare your husband's life!"

Ma's face turned red, then pale as snow, staring at the man in front of him angrily, the sword in his hand trembled slightly. She knew very well that if she obeyed the other party's instructions, she would suffer great humiliation tonight. But if she simply resisted, her husband would end up dead without a complete body. Which is more important, fame or husband? A heart is like being torn apart by serrated teeth, dripping blood and in sorrow.

Yuwen Zheng said coldly: "Madam Ma, you are unwilling to take off, right? Do you want to take one of your husband's arms back first? If you don't like it, you can take a pair of eyes back first."

"No!" Mrs. Ma let out a heart-wrenching scream, and her five fingers loosened, and the sword fell to the ground. She slowly closed her eyes, and tears rolled down like a spring. She raised her hands and trembled unbuttoned the ribbons and buttons on her body. As the clothes slid down at her feet, she revealed a plump and seductive, clear curved snow-white**. The white and smooth skin as snow-white as jade appeared a faint red because of shame and anger, as if the most beautiful sculpture in the world, shining in the dark night.

Ma Zhusheng woke up slowly from fainting. He opened his eyes and saw his wife untied herself. His heart was like a thorn, and he shouted: "Junior sister, you, stop! I would rather die than you swear by yourself!"

Mrs. Ma's body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but cover her face and cried: "Fourth Brother, I, I'm sorry for you! But I... I have no choice!"

Yuwen Zheng laughed and said, "What a love for a man, the husband and wife are deeply in love! The ugly ghost named Ma, just as you wake up, open your eyes and look at my Fengliu method!" He raised his toes and kicked Ma Zhusheng in front of Nie Buren, "Serve him well, don't let him miss this good show!" After that, he opened his arms and rushed towards the beautiful woman who was in a hungry wolf.

Nie Buren smiled treacherously and said, "Please don't worry, my son, I know how to do it!" Yun Jingru, sealed Ma Zhusheng's acupoints to prevent him from committing suicide. Ma Zhusheng watched Yuwen Zheng pounce on his wife and acted heavily. Two lines of blood suddenly oozed out of the corners of his eyes, which was shocking...

The clouds dissipated and the rain stopped, and the sound of panting and moans echoed in my ears. Yu Wen Zheng stood up contentedly, feeling that his spirit was inflated, his true energy was strong, and his whole body was relaxed. He couldn't help but roaring to the sky, shaking the mud and dust. He laughed and said, "God has eyes, and I actually found a furnace that is invisible in thousands! Happy, happy!"

Nie Buren was full of envy and said, "Young master has the skills to pick up the supplementary work, and his skills have increased by at least ten years! In time, he will definitely surpass the four major sect leaders and become the arm of the sect leader!"

Yu Wen Zheng burst into laughter again, and his confidence was beyond words.

Mrs. Ma's face still had a blush after the thigh, but her originally elastic skin lost its luster, dense wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes, and her black hair turned white, as if she had grown up for decades overnight. She wriggled her lips and said with difficulty: "Yuwen Zheng, you promised to let my senior brother go!"
Chapter completed!