"Eighth Young Master, do you know where I am?"

Mr. Wu's sentence actually has eight overlapping sounds, as if every fog is speaking.

"It doesn't matter if you know where I am, because whatever you attack is not mine. ”

The eight clouds of mist and water all dispersed, and a heavy fog fell from the sky, enveloping Yang Fan again.

In an instant, all the fog quickly merged into a ball and turned into Mr. Mist's body.

"Ethereal, hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood, I will always hide in the shadows, so that the enemy cannot be guarded. In the foggy world, I am the master, I am everything!"

"Eighth Young Master, it's ugly. Mr. Wu nodded slightly at Yang Fan.

It's just that this performance of less than ten minutes has shocked Yang Fan in his heart.

"Eighth Young Master, if you decide to learn from me, then the two of them won't have to perform anymore. ”

Seeing Yang Fan's surprised and excited expression, Mr. Wu was full of confidence. The two masters in the back were the same as him in terms of realm, but they were younger than him. Therefore, he thinks that he has more experience and is more knowledgeable than them, and even thinks that he is their elder, and has a psychological advantage.

He said it so directly, and the other two didn't say much.

It's just that to Mr. Wu's surprise, Yang Fan's expression suddenly closed, and he became light, as if nothing had happened just now, and whispered to Mr. Wu: "I want to see the methods of the three masters." ”

Mr. Wu had no choice but to retreat stupidly, although his face was a little unhappy, but still full of confidence.

In fact, outside, I don't know how many people want to be his apprentices. But now he took the initiative to accept a child from the Five Elements Realm as an apprentice, but he was not taken seriously. This should have been such a depressing thing, but he couldn't keep his voice.

The Water God Realm is indeed very remarkable, but in front of Yang Juzheng, it doesn't seem to be the same thing.

Yang Juzheng looked at the people beside Mr. Wu and said, "Mr. Eye, come again." ”

The man, whom Yang Juzheng called "Mr. Eye", was dressed in a wide dark red robe with a pale face on top of a wide collar. His whole person seemed very quiet, but also very dangerous, and the gaze that burst out of his eyes seemed to be an extremely sharp sword, and whoever he looked at would feel a tingling pain.

"Soul art is not for performance, but for killing. ”

After saying this sentence aimed directly at Mr. Wu, Mr. Eye didn't move, but turned around and raised his head to look at the plane tree behind Yang Juzheng.

"Click, click!"

Many of the branches on the plane tree suddenly snapped, and the leaves fell one by one. As the leaves fluttered, it was as if an invisible blade was cutting through the middle, and when the leaves hit the ground, they were already split in two.

Yang Fan noticed that although Mr. Eye's body was not moving, his eyes were changing. Whichever leaf he looks, it is cut off.

Mr. Eye turned around and looked at Yang Fan.

As soon as he made contact with Mr. Eye's gaze, Yang Fan's heart suddenly tightened, as if he was being targeted by a deadly and terrifying cobra king.

Mr. Eye's eyes moved away from Yang Fan's face and landed at his feet.

Yang Fan felt more comfortable at this time.

The next moment, the soil under Yang Fan's feet began to tumble, and a pit appeared, and the pit grew bigger and deeper, and a lot of dirt was thrown out.

Yang Fan suddenly understood what Mr. Eye meant. Mr. Eye is telling him that if I keep looking at you, your body will be like this dirt, and my eyes will be deeply punched.

Yang Fan suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Killing with your eyes! This is killing with your eyes!

You don't need any moves, you don't need any fancy, just one look, you can send you back to your hometown, how amazing it is!

Mr. Eye's expression did not change, his face was still so pale, and he said without joy or sorrow: "The pupil technique is a kind of soul technique, and the pupil technique itself is also divided into many kinds. This pupil technique of mine is a pupil technique that is specially used to kill people. Whoever I want to die, he will die at the sight of him. Do you want to learn?"

Yang Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, nodded slightly to Mr. Eye, and said, "Mr. Eye, let me make a decision after reading the last master's methods." ”

Hearing this, Mr. Eye stopped talking and stepped back to stand with Mr. Fog to make room for the remaining woman.

"Hmph!" Mr. Fog smiled coldly, obviously going towards Mr. Eye.

What are you holding in your mouth? What about the murderous pupil technique? It's not that I didn't choose you directly! The young children of other people are not as vicious as you!

The remaining master is also the only woman among the six, and she has a very loud title in the soul world, called "Goddess of War", and this title is not taken by herself by putting gold on her face, but by outsiders.

The "Goddess of War" is a woman who looks to be in her thirties and forties. If her actual age matches her appearance, then she can really be considered a genius among geniuses. Water God Realm soul guests who are less than forty years old are quite rare.

Her voice is also full of strength and charm.

"Old Ge, Mr. Tu, Eighth Young Master, I'll be ugly. ”

The goddess of war exerted her strength on the soles of her feet, jumped up and did a somersault, and her body rushed backwards, frozen in the air like a carp jumping over a dragon gate. She spread her arms and moved her hands upward, and the stones on the ground and the leaves that had been cut off by Mr. Eye flew one after another, dancing around her like a flock of butterflies.

There are also many small trees around the plane tree, all of which are swaying their branches and leaves to the rhythm of the goddess of war. There was no wind in the courtyard, but there was a sound like the wind. These sounds merge into a beautiful melody, and the dancing stones and leaves make a wonderful picture.

But immediately, the beautiful melody came to an abrupt end, and the stones and leaves fell. The amiable face of the goddess of war suddenly changed, and she became fierce and full of anger.

She made a move with both hands, and suddenly two rays of light flashed in her palms, and two ring knives appeared in her hands. Her body hovered in mid-air, spinning in place, flung the two ring knives out. The ring-shaped knife swirled and flew around her body, splitting in two, two into four, and four into eight...... In the blink of an eye, the sky was full of flying ring knives.

Every ring knife is a deadly weapon.

Countless ring knives flew in the air, her body fell, and the ring knives fell with her. The next moment, those ring knives actually flew towards Yang Fan.

"Eighth Young Master, don't panic and don't move. ”

The goddess of war said a word, and then saw those ring knives with Yang Fan as the center, flying around him quickly, it seemed that Yang Fan's situation was very dangerous, but none of the knives hurt him.