"Your mouth is really poisonous," Han Feng sneered.

"It's too famous, it's not talented in the next place, and people give it the nickname Zu'an Liberal Arts Champion" Yan Ming hugged his fist.

"Get out of the car, do you need me to let my mother complain and ask you to get out of the car?" Han Feng said.

"It doesn't have to be, but when I get out of the car, can the others go?"

"Think about it too much, you are not qualified to negotiate conditions with me now, get off the car for me"

Yan Ming glanced at the people in the car: "I will pay attention to protect myself later, and get out of the car with me now."

The crowd got out of the car.

Zimu stood three meters away from Yan Ming and stared at him.

"Yan Ming, I was so miserable by you last time, now that feng shui takes turns, it's your turn" Han Feng stood up and walked slowly towards him.

Yan Ming smiled and said: "Brother Han, it was all a misunderstanding before, as the so-called grievances should be resolved rather than settled, we have the right not to fight or not to know each other, what do you think?"

"Heh, what do you think?"

A yin wind suddenly rose, and the son and mother punched Yan Ming angrily, and the Shangling Bagua Mirror protected his body, but the power of this punch made Yan Ming take dozens of steps back, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

This son-mother resentment is also an obsession spirit with a high danger level, but in terms of strength, it is much stronger than Hu Xiao who met before.

"That's good, I can actually block the blow of my mother's resentment, so it seems that the next performance will not be boring"

Han Feng said: "Yan Ming, I'll give you a chance, as long as you can defeat the resentment of the son and mother, I will let you go, if you can't win, you all have to die"

Before Yan Ming could speak, Zhao Zhen suddenly preemptively said: "This, this big brother, I have nothing to do with him, don't involve us in the grievances between you, okay?"

Wang Mengxi looked at his second senior brother with disgust, compared to Yan Ming, he didn't look like a man at all.

"Please, who are you?" said Han Feng.

"I am Zhao Zhen, the second disciple of Tianxuanmen, as long as you let me go, eldest brother, our Tianxuanmen will give you a good reward"

"Tsk, Tianxuanmen, this is a famous and decent family, why did you come out of such a guy, or a second disciple" Han Feng sneered.

"We don't have such a disciple in Tianxuanmen, Zhao Zhen, I call you a senior brother in vain, you are so greedy for life and afraid of death, you are not worthy of being a disciple of my Tianxuanmen at all" Qin Susu pointed at him angrily and said.

Zhao Zhenke doesn't care about their righteous words at all, now that everyone is dying, what are you doing with all this, being able to survive is the most important thing, and the rest will be talked about when you survive.

"In this way, you kneel, kowtow to me three times, and by the way, I can consider letting you go"

"Really, really?" Zhao Zhen asked happily.

"It's up to you to do it if it's true or not."

Zhao Zhen hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, shouting: "I am a pig"

Wang Mengxi and Qin Susu were full of anger, how could their sect have such a disciple with no lower limit, it was simply a shame for the sect.

"Really good, hey, do you have anyone else asking for mercy?

Qin Susu said: "We are the soul exterminators, we were born to fight for the demon eradication and defend the way, and we will never compromise with the evil demon outside the way like you!"

"Yes, we won't give in," the others chimed in.

Yan Ming looked at this little girl in surprise, thinking to himself, how could she say such a second grade?

"Since there is no one, Yan Ming, their lives are now in your hands, come on, let me see what your tragic death looks like tonight"

Han Feng waved his hand, and the son and mother attacked Yan Ming angrily.

The black mist poured out of the body of the child and mother again, and this black mist that could devour life was the protective cover of the child and mother's resentment, and Yan Ming couldn't get close to it at all.

The thunder talisman was thrown, and it was swallowed up by the black mist in the blink of an eye, and he didn't even see a trace of electric light.

"Damn, is it so strong?" Yan Ming dodged the attack of Zimu's resentment, and there were three more white thunder talismans in his hand.

Now it's impossible not to magnify the moves, the three-talent rune array is a strict hole card, if this doesn't work, he will die tonight.

The three-talent talisman array, thunder and lightning surged, but before the array could exert its power, it was directly swallowed by the black mist of the resentment of the son and mother.

"Damn" Yan Ming couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, the rune array was swallowed by it, and it couldn't be beaten at all.

Yan Ming's skill of eating all over the world is useless.

The black mist suddenly began to expand, Yan Ming turned around and ran, who expected that the speed of the mother and son was too fast, and the black mist directly swallowed him.

Wang Mengxi covered his mouth, and his heart was cold.

She was a little sad, holding a talisman in her hand, and it seemed that now she could only burn her own life and delay time for others.

She didn't think she could kill her mother and son, or she didn't think about it at all.

An obsession spirit of such strength requires the elders of the sect to dispatch to solve it.

And it comes at a terrible price.

Everyone else is ready for a last-ditch effort.

Even if it is death, it must die heroically and with dignity.

"Do you have any last words to say now?" Han Feng glanced at the crowd.

"That, big brother, see if you can let go of my little junior sister and third junior sister," Zhao Zhen asked.

Wang Mengxi said angrily: "Zhao Zhen, we would rather die than live like you!"

"That's right," Qin Susu echoed.

"Little junior sister, third junior sister, why do you bother? Stay in the green mountains without fear of no firewood," Zhao Zhen persuaded him.

He was reluctant to let his two junior sisters die, especially the third junior sister, wouldn't it be a pity that such a beautiful beauty was gone.

Han Feng said: "You can rest assured, you and your two junior sisters ......"

Zhao looked at him with joy, is he going to let us go?

"All have to die"

As soon as these three words came out, Zhao Zhen was stunned, he was so cheap and begging for mercy just now, and the other party still wanted to kill him?

"You, didn't you just say ......"

"What I just said was that I considered letting you go, but after thinking about it, I still feel that cutting grass needs to be eradicated" The corners of Han Feng's mouth rose.

"You lied to me!" Zhao Zhen was furious, his eyes as if he was about to breathe fire.

"What can I do if I lie to you, you bite me?"

"You ......"

Zhao Zhen really can't do anything with him.

"But considering the sake of you just begging for mercy, I can let you die last, go on, kill them" Han Feng commanded his mother and son to complain.

It's just that at this time, the child and mother seem to be a little disobedient to the order, and it stands motionless, as if it is frozen by something.

——

In the black fog, the protection of the Shangling Bagua Mirror is strict, but it is not a long-term solution, the barrier of the Bagua Mirror is being swallowed by the black fog, and it will not be long before the barrier will be broken, and then it will be Yan Ming's death.

Is this really going to be the case here?

Yan Ming was a little unwilling, but he had no other way now.

The three talent rune arrays can't kill the resentment of the son and mother, let alone the others.

"Alas, it would be nice if Ling Xiao was here, but they would also be able to subdue the Demon Formation, and maybe they could save me," Yan Ming sighed.

It seems that it is impossible to count on others, so you can only figure it out by yourself.

Yan Ming glanced at the system, he still had more than 2,000 merit points left, although he was a little reluctant to spend it, but he couldn't save it at a special moment.

"It's you, I hope you can save me" Yan Ming chose a weapon in the system.

【Soul Sword Stick】

Form 1: Séance Stick.

Form 2: Spirit Slayer.

With blood as a guide, the weapon can be used to unleash maximum power, limited to three times per day.

Grade: Level 1

Note: Each upgrade costs a corresponding Merit Point.

[The first upgrade of the weapon is free, is it an upgrade?]

Yan Ming decisively chose yes.

When this séance sword stick appeared in Yan Ming's hand, he felt a huge force hidden inside the weapon.

The initial form of the weapon is an iron rod of nearly 1.7 meters, with golden patterns at both ends of the stick, and the middle is pitch black, looking mighty and domineering.

Another form of the Spirit Slashing Knife is a long knife of nearly one meter, the blade is similar to the Tang knife, the blade is like a mirror, and the handle is a pattern intertwined with gold and black.

Yan Ming looked at the protective barrier that was about to be eroded by the black mist, holding the Spirit Slashing Knife, cutting through the palm of his hand, and the blood flowed out and was absorbed by the long knife.

A blood-red pattern appeared on the surface of the knife, which looked beautiful.

The whole knife shone slightly red, and Yan Ming slashed into the black mist.

Outside the black fog, Han Feng looked at the red light that loomed in the fog in surprise.

I saw a resentful roar from Zimu, most of the black fog dispersed, and Yan Ming, who was holding a spirit slashing knife, walked out of the fog.

Everyone was shocked, no one expected that Yan Ming, who was swallowed by the black mist, was still alive.

"You, how could this be?" Han Feng was shocked.

"How is it impossible, the previous battle is not over yet, come, let's come again" Yan Ming said provocatively.

With the séance knife stick in hand, he suddenly felt that he could do it again.

"Okay, my mother is resentful, give it to me, kill him!" Han Feng roared angrily.

"Let the horses come over," Yan Ming had already set up his posture

I saw that Zimu rushed towards him with resentment, and a pair of dark arms hit him.

He blocked it with a knife and was sent flying for several meters.

", is it so fierce?" Yan Ming looked at the spirit slashing knife in his hand, this is different from what he said?

According to the novel's routine, Shouldn't the protagonist return at this time and beat up the villain?

"Heh, how good am I for you, it turns out that it's all pretended" Han Feng scoffed.

Yan Ming stood up, his long knife held horizontally in front of his chest.

"It's kind of coming back!" he roared.

"I want to die so much, I will fulfill you"

The son and mother were resentful and attacked Yan Ming again.

I saw Yan Ming wipe a blade with his hand, and blood flowed out of the wound that had not healed again.

He swung hard, and it happened to slash at the resentful body of the son and mother.

"Bang"

In an instant, smoke and dust were everywhere.

When the smoke cleared, Yan Ming coughed with a knife, his eyes looked ahead, and the black fog of his mother's resentment decreased a few points.

"Effective" Yan Ming was overjoyed.