Looking at Ji Lao getting closer and closer, Wu Mian sneered and said, "What is leftover garlic? I have only heard of onion and ginger..."

Halfway through Wu Mian's words, Ji Lao suddenly disappeared from the spot. He planned to copy and follow Wu Mian's appearance just now. Unfortunately, the white-haired man had a magic weapon that he did not have...

Wu Mian seemed to have expected Ji Lao to do this. As the poster disappeared, the Ganlang in his hand suddenly stood across his chest and cut out to the position where Ji Lao was just now. Almost as the white-haired man took action, Ji Lao's figure appeared at the position where Tianlang's blade was passing by.

That is, the poster's reaction was fast. After shrinking his neck and hiding his head, the blade almost flew over his head. If Ji Lao's reaction was a little slower, he would have cut off half of his Tianling cover just now. In this way, the poster's hair was still cut off by the Greedy Lang's blade. In an instant, he was already covered in cold sweat.

Other magic weapons are just here, but this Ganlang is too sharp. This is the magic weapon of several great masters, and Qiu Wuzhen disappeared after his death. Originally, Ji Lao always thought that Xu Fu was taking him out to the sea, but now he appeared in Wu Mian's hands.

After instantly avoiding the blade of Tianlang, Ji Lao seemed to have completely disappeared. After Wu Mian turned around, he began to slowly walk towards Gui Bugui, Bai Wuqiu, leaving behind him to where Ji Lao was just now...

After Wu Mian walked out for seven or eight steps, Ji Lao appeared silently behind the white-haired man and grabbed Wu Mian's back. Almost as Ji Lao took action, another Wu Mian, who was in a slight way, appeared behind him. It was like an oriole, a mantis and a cicada, silently swung his knife to wipe it at Ji Lao's neck.

Ji Lao's speed was a little faster than Wu Mian. When he touched the body of the man in front of him, he felt that the point of focus was wrong. In the moment, the owner had already understood and his body suddenly rushed forward. Just as Ji Lao's body was out, the blade of the Greedy Wolf scratched his neck again.

After escaping from the sky again, Ji Lao secretly called luck in his heart. If he hadn't reacted quickly twice in a row, the head would have fallen to the ground for a long time. Wu Mian's illusion was obtained from the illusion scriptures obtained by Zuo Ci from Xu Fu, but Wu Mian was more suitable for controlling illusion than Zuo Ci. With his more powerful magic and the power of the seed, he was much more profound than Zuo Ci.

Xu Fu's magic was created by himself, not because of the foundation laid by the great masters of all generations. Therefore, even the first disciple of Ji Lao, who was the first great master, could not distinguish between true and false for a while. Among the sects of the alchemist, only Dafang Master Guangren, was taught by Xu Fu to identify this kind of illusion, but Guangren was only identified. As the great master after Xu Fu, he did not have the talent to practice this kind of illusion.

After finding a safe position to stand firm, Ji Lao looked up and down Wu Mian, took a deep breath and said, "It's a lot more sophisticated than when I was in Xiakou back then. However, illusion is illusion, and it's not difficult to find a way to crack it..."

While speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew from the inn, and a gust of sand and stones made most people unable to open their eyes. After all, Ji Lao was a monk who had been with more than a thousand years. Although he could not see through Wu Mian's illusion at first glance, there were ways to prevent this illusion from being used. No matter how powerful an illusion was, it would be useless if he could not calm the image when he encountered the strong wind.

After cracking Wu Mian's illusion, the only thing that Ji Lao feared was the magic weapon in his hand, Greedy Lang. However, Ji Lao had just woken up and had no suitable magic weapon to deal with it. At that moment, he grabbed Guangren and the direction of the volcano, and saw two short swords beside Guangren flying to his hand like lightning.

From Ji Lao almost died under the illusion to taking Guangren's two short swords, it only took a few breaths. After the short sword was in hand, Ji Lao quickly extended the black shadow on his body to the two short swords, and reached out to Wu Mian to throw a short sword out.

The dagger disappeared immediately as soon as it flew out of Ji Lao's hand. Almost at the same time, Wu Mian's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the dagger appeared in front of him out of thin air. Fortunately, the white-haired man reacted in time. When he saw Ji Lao throwing the dagger out of the blue, Wu Mian had already made a flash of motion. In this way, the dagger still left a blood groove on his cheek, and the red blood flowed down instantly.

After seeing the attack succeed, Ji Lao had already thrown the second dagger towards Wu Mian. However, he could not control the dagger like Guangren, and lost the opportunity to attack Wu Mian. Although he was injured by the first dagger, Wu Mian also figured out the way for the dagger to fly over. Ji Lao did not have Guangren's ability, so he could only use the dagger as a flying knife.

After avoiding the second short sword, just as Wu Mian was about to return the gift to Ji Lao, the poster had already arrived in front of him. The black shadow on Ji Lao suddenly seemed to have life, separated from the poster's separation, instantly covering Wu Mian, who was also wrapped in the black shadow.

At the same time, the poster grabbed two short swords in his hands again and stabbed Wu Mian's throat and heart. The white-haired man wrapped in black shadows was stiff all over, and he was stabbed into the short sword at the same time without any resistance. Ji Lao originally thought that after stabbing the short sword, he cut off Wu Mian's head and dug out his heart. However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a strange whistle sound.

The sound of the whistle made the owner's heart tremble for some reason. At this time, Ji Lao had no intention of dealing with Wu Mian again. He turned around and followed the direction he remembered. He saw Gui Bugui holding a small whistle in his mouth, but the old guy did not look at him, but looked at Bai Wuqiu, whose expression was already strange...

Noting that Ji Lao was looking at him, Gui Bugui smiled and took down the whistle in his mouth, threw it to the poster, and said, "For the sake of this gadget, let us go. Poster, we will not be able to get along with the grievances between you and Guangren, just treat us as passing by, let us go..."

The whistle that Gui Bugui threw over was made of clay, and it looked nothing special. However, Ji Lao vaguely remembered from another memory that the whistle was a tool for doing something. However, what it was used for was not very clear in the memory. However, from another memory, the author still remembered something about the whistle. The whistle was almost closely related to Bai Wuqiu.

When he thought of Bai Wuqiu, Ji Lao hurriedly looked at the second lance. At this time, Bai Wuqiu's face could no longer see its usual ignorance. Now the monster's eyes were staring at the whistle in his hand, and a trace of light that did not belong to it appeared in his eyes.

"Is it that difficult for An Anxin to sleep?" When he said this, another Bai Wuqiu walked out of Erlangzi's body. After it appeared, Bai Wuqiu rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. At this time, the other Bai Wuqiu stood up and said to Gui Bugui: "You'd better give me a reason to wake me up... Do you think it was his whistle that woke me up?"

When he said this, he looked at Gui Bugui with a smile and pointed at the whistle in Ji Lao's hand. 'Bai Wuqiu' glanced at the old guy helplessly and said, "Do you want to fool me into being blind? I don't know who blew the whistle?"

Although he saw through the trick of being a ghost at first sight, the 'Bai Wuqiu' turned around and said to Ji Lao: "Do you still need me to repeat my words? You'd better give me a reason to awaken me..."

"Reason?" Ji Lao sneered and continued, "Everyone or demon here is going to die. I'll call you out to notify you. Are you ready to die?"
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