Countless snakes and insects fell on the ground, and a sneer sounded. These snakes and insects actually began to corrode, and then turned into mist.
"Yang Qi transforms into shape." The woman was about to cry when she saw everything in front of her.
"Your uncle, what kind of person did you provoke?" The woman turned around and cursed at Lin Jiusheng.
Lin Jiusheng could only let out a helpless smile while clutching the back of his head. He didn't want to provoke him either. The people in the key palace always refused to let him go.
I thought that joining the Maoshan faction would be able to relax for a while, but I didn't expect it to be used at all.
The man in black didn't know what method was used to track him down.
"The bamboo flute in your hand is too much trouble." The black man said.
As he spoke, a wave of Yang Qi was like a wind knife, slashing directly towards the front.
The woman's heart was startled, the Yang Qi was too fast, and it directly cut off the bamboo flute in the woman's hand.
The man in black stepped out, and the stone on the ground was trampled up.
"Go!" As the black-clothed man waved his hand, these stones were shot directly towards Lin Jiusheng like missiles.
Lin Jiusheng dodged, but fortunately there was a big tree next to him, and he quickly hid behind it.
The "bang-bang-bang" sound kept ringing, and the stone directly punched the tree with several holes.
Fortunately, the big tree is very big. If it is a small tree of that kind, these stones will fly over and cut the small tree directly.
"The world of ten thousand laws, the yang is full of vitality, the five ways of yin and yang, and the spiritual hand is infinite." The corner of the woman's mouth moved, and she quickly pinched a finger, stretched out her hand, and directly pierced the ground.
Just when the woman's hand stabs the ground, countless hands suddenly sprout from the ground. These hands, like ghost hands, quickly grabbed the man's ankle in black.
Seeing this scene, Lin Jiusheng was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to decide whether to take advantage of the black-clothed man being locked up, and hurriedly run away.
"What are you doing while standing stupid?" The woman shouted depressedly.
Lin Jiusheng took a deep breath. If he ran away now, the man in black would definitely come after him.
If you kill the man in black now, there will be no worries.
"Senior Sister Qingling can help me." Lin Jiusheng shouted at Qingling.
When Lin Jiusheng rushed over, Qing Ling followed closely behind him.
A strange little scimitar came out of Aya's hand.
The closer he got to the man in black, he found that the man in black had been firmly controlled by the hands on the ground.
Lin Jiusheng couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, the yang energy on his body quickly ran over the dagger, and the sword quickly pierced towards the man in black.
"It's useless." The black-clothed man said indifferently. Although his feet were controlled, he did not find any panic from the black-clothed man's face.
Lin Jiusheng stabs crazily with a dagger, trying to stab the man in black on the chest.
The man in black raised his hand, Lin Jiusheng did not expect that this guy was extremely fast.
He only saw a bunch of phantoms, and thought he was going to be caught by the man in black.
"Out!" the woman suddenly shouted loudly.
More and more hands stretched out from the ground, and they stretched out longer and longer. They directly grabbed the hand of the man in black and locked him firmly.
"Hurry up, I can't hold on for too long." The woman gritted her teeth, looking very difficult.
"Dead!" I snorted coldly, and the fire candle dagger pierced the black man's chest.
Lin Jiusheng was dumbfounded when the dagger pierced the man's chest in black.
The black man's chest was so hard that his dagger couldn't get in.
"Get away!" Qing Ling's voice sounded behind her.
Lin Jiusheng hurriedly retreated. The moment he retreated, Qing Ling's figure had already appeared.
The scimitar on the palm of his palm had a faint blue arc, and the sound of scoffing was still remembered from the scimitar in Qingling's hand.
"Be careful, his body is very hard and can't hurt him." Lin Jiusheng reminded Qingling.
He somehow understood that the reason why the black-clothed man's body is so hard should be due to the practice of strengthening the body.
If it weren't for strengthening the body, it couldn't be done like this at all.
Lin Jiusheng has only cultivated to the seventh move, and is strengthening his hands.
Obviously, the man in black has achieved physical strengthening.
"Quick!" the woman said solemnly, almost reaching her limit.
As Qing Ling got closer to the black-clothed man, the scimitar in her hand was swung over.
A "chichi" sound rang from the scimitar. Watching the scimitar flew towards him, the man in black didn't show any panic on his face, but rather dismissed it.
For own
Men in black have absolute beliefs in physical strengthening skills.
But when the scimitar touched the man in black, his eyes suddenly widened.
The scimitar actually pierced his skin, and blood splashed out directly.
"How is this possible!" the man in black exclaimed.
"Zhan!" Qing Ling waved her hands continuously, making a knot print.
The scimitar flew directly up and slashed at the neck of the man in black.
The speed of the cleavage was extremely fast, and the black-clothed man was a little panicked, and kept moving his body, trying to get rid of the hand that bound him.
"No!" The man in black panicked.
The scimitar flew in front of his eyes, and the man in black only felt a flower in front of him, and then he couldn't feel anything.
The head of the black-clothed man fell from his neck and hit the ground with a "bang".
"Solved!" Lin Jiusheng said with widened eyes.
"Huh!" The woman couldn't bear it anymore, her hands hurriedly stretched out from the ground, her hands were already red.
Qing Ling's face was terribly pale, and her body was unsteady. Obviously the flying knife just consumed her too much energy.
Now that the man in black is dead and the woman is still alive, Lin Jiusheng touched the dagger, and suddenly he felt something, and quickly looked down at his feet.
There are a few hands on his feet, hold his feet firmly.
Seeing this hand, Lin Jiusheng couldn't be more familiar with it. He looked at the woman, and the woman's face showed a hint of coldness.
"There is still one hand left." Lin Jiusheng was startled.
"Put away the dagger, although I have spent too much energy, but you don't want to kill me." The woman said coldly.
"Senior Sister, how can this be! We are all together, how can we do it to you?" Lin Jiusheng laughed with him.
"Hmph, don't think I don't understand your thoughts, you are borrowing my hand to get rid of the palace gate, and then come to me." The woman said coldly.
Lin Jiusheng squinted his eyes and did not speak, and put the fire candle dagger away, with a scimitar in the palm of Qingling's hand.
"Let go of him, or I will do it to you." Qing Ling said coldly.
"You do it to me, I will strangle him!" The woman said solemnly, controlled her hand, and instantly stretched out towards Lin Jiusheng's neck.
(End of this chapter)