When Wusitu saw the skinny and dark old Taoist slapping Zhang Ming on the head, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
Although the benefits gained today can be distributed afterwards, the situation will of course be different depending on who holds the enemy.
Seeing this, the man in the black cloak gritted his teeth, and the purple fire chain turned into a strange lizard covered with purple scales, swinging its long tail.
There was a fishy purple mucus flowing from his mouth, and two rows of sharp, thick yellow teeth bit towards Zhao Min's neck.
At the same time, black crows with red eyes flew out from under his cloak. Although there were only a hundred of them, they also pounced on the poisonous insects.
At this time, the deep blue outside Zhao Min's body had turned dark red, and she began to burn her blood and essence frantically.
Zhao Min's face was pale, but she ignored the attack of the purple-scaled monster lizard and let it bite the right side of her neck.
The branches and leaves of the ink-colored magic flower on the snow-white jade neck shook violently, but Zhao Min ignored it, and the strange lizard with purple scales instantly appeared in front of the man in the black cloak.
"This guy is crazy!"
The man in the black cloak had horror in his eyes. He knew that the other party would not be able to hold on for long if he fought so desperately.
On the other side, the skinny and dark-skinned old Taoist's hand also reached down, and was about to touch the top of Li Yan's head, which had become a mummy.
Tears flashed in Zhao Min's beautiful eyes, and the shrieks from her mouth were even more frightening, but the man in the black cloak did not fight her head-on. He fought and retreated, mainly trying to struggle with her.
Li Yanhuo suddenly opened his eyes while falling. There was no trace of confusion in his eyes anymore.
He flipped his drooping, dry palm suddenly and faced the skinny, dark, and experienced wrist above.
As the skinny and dark old Taoist looked on in shock, colorful mist suddenly emerged from Li Yan's palms and directly enveloped his arms.
At the same time, drops of red liquid seeped out from between Li Yan's fingers. When they touched the other party, they entered the skinny and dark wrist of the old Taoist without any hindrance.
Then, Li Yan immediately let go of his hands, no longer looking at the skinny and dark old Taoist, and with a shake of his body, he pounced on Ustu who was approaching rapidly.
Just as Li Yan's body pounced out, a scream that was not like a human voice came out of the skinny and dark old Taoist's mouth.
The originally skinny body suddenly swelled up as if it were blown up.
In panic, he tried to suppress it with his magic power, but the magic power in his body was quickly devoured by a white mist, and the magic power he summoned could not keep up with the speed of the devouring.
All these changes happened very quickly. The skinny and dark old Taoist was still shocked when Li Yan suddenly woke up, and the next moment he fell into the Asura Hell.
The pain from the depths of his soul made him scream miserably towards the sky. The pain came from deep in his soul, body, blood, and even his bone marrow.
There was pain, extreme sourness, and the feeling of flesh and blood being torn from bones. All kinds of pain intertwined together, causing him to suffer unspeakable pain that spread throughout his entire sea of consciousness.
At this time, the skinny and dark old Taoist priest had clearly not completely lost his magical powers, but he was no longer able to chant the spells. His hands and feet had lost sensation and no longer responded to his commands.
In just a blink of an eye, he turned into a huge "turtle" with a body as big as a ball, and short and weak limbs and head.
In just a moment, Li Yan injected more than ten different poisons into the opponent's body.
The skinny and dark old Taoist's methods were too strange. He had to make sure that one of the fake infant monks had no power to fight back and died quickly with one strike.
If it weren't for the fact that the poison in Ustu's corpse had not spread rapidly throughout his body, turning Li Yan into a corpse, the skinny and dark-haired old Taoist would have thought that he had been hit and would have relaxed a little in his spell casting.
While the corpse poison was devouring Li Yan's vitality, it also caused a counterattack from his poisonous body.
Li Yan began to wake up. At the moment of life and death, Li Yan finally mobilized all his spiritual sense to protect his sea of consciousness.
But he did not counterattack immediately. Even when Zhao Min on the other side started to use a strategy that would hurt both sides, he was still looking for an opportunity.
He couldn't give the skinny and dark old Taoist any chance to use his strange magic, otherwise, he and Zhao Min would be in a life-and-death situation.
Seeing Wustu hitting him with a stick, Li Yan could only dissipate some of the force by falling and shaking his body.
But even so, he was beaten to the point of nearly fainting. Fortunately, his strong body played a decisive role at this time.
Finally, the skinny and dark old Taoist priest gave up casting spells completely and captured Li Yan at close range, which finally gave Li Yan a chance.
Just as this unexpected change happened, Li Yan suddenly appeared in front of Ustu, who had a look of shock on his face.
At such a short distance, Wusitu flew down closely following the skinny and dark old Taoist. Even if Li Yan did not use any skills, the two sides met in an instant.
Wustu was shocked and his face turned pale with fear, and he quickly retreated.
At this time, he already knew that Zhang Ming was so powerful that he had no chance to deal with him, and his magic was extremely strange.
But it was too late to retreat now. Li Yan grabbed his shoulders with both hands. The instinctive corpse poison in Ustu's body erupted again, and black air entangled Li Yan's palms.
At the same time, the big stick in his hand instantly turned into a steel needle and pierced Li Yan's throat like lightning.
After all, he was also a powerful late Jindan cultivator with rich experience in fighting. Although he was a little timid in his heart, he still launched the fastest counterattack.
Just as he thrust out the needle, there was a muffled "puff" sound below, and the skinny, dark-skinned old Taoist's shrill scream came to an abrupt end.
His body exploded into countless pieces in just one turn of Li Yan.
But what made people feel creepy was that there was no blood raining in the sky, nor was there any spreading of the astonishing spiritual power that erupted from the Jindan cultivator before his death. It was just like a bubble that suddenly burst.
Only a small cloud of colorful smoke rose in the air, and then the skinny and dark old Taoist disappeared completely.
Apart from a few storage bags and spirit storage bags that fell down, even his golden elixir did not make any sound and disappeared completely from this world.
The skinny, dark-skinned old Taoist priest disappeared completely after Li Yan grabbed his wrist. His scream just started, and it was like someone grabbed his neck, and it stopped abruptly, and everything disappeared.
The steel needle in Wustu's hand quickly enlarged in Li Yan's pupils. At the same time, puffs of foul-smelling smoke rose from between Li Yan's fingers on Wustu's shoulder, making a series of "sizzling..." sounds.
But it couldn't hurt Li Yan's palm at all.
The movements of both parties were as fast as lightning, and the fierce look in Ustu's eyes became even more crazy. He wanted to strike through the opponent's eyes.
In that place, he didn't believe that a physical cultivator could cultivate to the point of being invulnerable to all kinds of attacks. Although his reaction was extremely fast, when facing a peak physical cultivator of the same level, Li Yan's movements were even faster.
Li Yan grabbed Ustu's shoulders and pulled them to both sides violently as he growled.
Wustu's arm, which had already reached in front of Li Yan, felt a heart-wrenching pain and then lost control.
The tough body of a late Jindan cultivator, who had also been tempered in the "Wood Essence Pool", had his two arms separated from his body in an instant.
Some dark red blood spurted out to both sides like two huge streams of water.
The blood tore the broken arm apart, and a blue vein that was as tangled as a green earthworm kept washing away, and the veins kept dancing and swaying in the blood column...
A large amount of black liquid also seeped into the shoulder where Li Yan had pinched just now.
"Oh no… !"
Ustu looked in disbelief at the man in front of him, who was holding one of his arms in each hand, with blood still lingering on his forehead.
There was a cruel and fierce light in Li Yan's eyes. He retreated slightly and kicked Ustu in the chest.
Although Wusitu lost both arms, his cultivation was still there. But just when he was about to dodge by force, he suddenly felt dizzy.
He didn't know that his facial appearance had changed drastically at this moment, and he looked extremely hideous to outsiders.
There were dozens of black lines running along his neck and up onto his cheeks, giving people a very eerie and weird feeling.
"boom!"
Ustu flew sideways towards the black mountain on the side of the river bank. The next moment, there was another loud noise, and Ustu slowly slid down the mountain wall to the foot of the mountain. For a moment, no one knew whether he was dead or alive.
Li Yan threw away the two broken arms in his hands, and before falling into the river, he had already flown towards the battle group not far away.
At this time, Zhao Min had closed the distance with him to less than twenty feet. The change on Li Yan's side was too sudden. By the time the three people on the other side reacted, one of the two Jindan cultivators was dead and the other was seriously injured.
Everything happened in a flash, and the three people had different expressions, some were surprised and some were happy.
When Zhao Min saw the situation of Li Yan clearly, a hint of blood suddenly appeared on her pale face, and she finally stopped burning her blood.
The faces of the two people opposite her changed color instantly. They never dreamed that someone as strong as the skinny and dark old Taoist priest could only let out a scream before disappearing completely and mysteriously from this world.
The martial art that the skinny and dark old Taoist practiced was called "Assertiveness into the Soul", which was very similar to the Confucianism's "Words Come True". It was a terrifying martial art that could instill fear in people and control their minds.
The skinny and dark old Taoist is the headmaster of the "Wenxin Temple", one of the top sects in Qingqing Continent. With this technique, he has been dominating the world for hundreds of years among people of the same level. He has few rivals and anyone who is hit by him is almost certain to die.
Unexpectedly, he died so quickly today, so quickly that no one could react.
"You actually killed the 'Question of the Heart'..."
Andie couldn't help but scream in shock.
She and the five-colored spotted centipede monster were blocked in place by the crossbow worm. When she had only said half of her words, the man in the black cloak flashed and flew six or seven miles away.
Seeing that he would disappear in the floating mist in another shake, An Die's face was full of shock. The man in the black cloak turned around and ran away without even saying hello to her.
He didn't even take back the black crows he had released. He just waved his hand and took the purple fire chain into his hand.
The man in the black cloak was originally fighting with Zhao Min, and when he escaped, even Zhao Min didn't have time to react.
An Die couldn't help but feel panicked. She was surrounded by a swarm of crossbow insects, and it would take a long time for her to escape.
After the man in the black cloak suddenly ran away, she had no time to deal with the crossbow worm in front of her. Just this crazy female cultivator, Andie knew she could not withstand more than a few moves from her.
After Zhao Min stopped burning her blood and essence, her overall momentum declined drastically and her breath became a little weak.
After the man in the black cloak escaped, the black crows with red eyes immediately flew away in all directions, but many of them were already crawling with poisonous insects.
"Just control the crossbow insects to surround this person. I'll be back soon!"
Zhao Min heard Li Yan's voice, and then another figure rushed away into the distance.
At the same time as Li Yan's voice fell, a young man in purple suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Min, and Li Yan's cold voice also came over.
"Kill her!"
The next moment, Zi Kun flashed in front of An Die, who had a terrified look on her face, with a murderous light in his eyes.
At this time, Zhao Min also stopped the crossbow insects from attacking and just stared at the sky with a fierce look from underground.
"You...you...fellow Daoist, I was just deceived by them..."
A centipede-like monster that had lost its ferocity was hovering above An Die's head. It begged for mercy with a sad look on its face.