Anti-theft guess which one

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Ling's body had already risen from the top of the chariot, and a long knife appeared in his hand, with a spike at the tail of the knife, the blade was extremely thick, and the knife body was hideous, similar to the green dragon glaive.

The sixteen people in the outer circle all tightened their blades in their hands, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed towards Uncle Ling.

Just a moment before Uncle Ling burst out, Ye Weishuang heard Uncle Ling shouting at the carriage: "Boy! Take the young master away! ”

Ye Weishuang's eyes suddenly darkened. My heart was beating a little faster. It's not a big competition, and there's no room for mercy here. The aura of everyone here was extremely terrifying, and even Ye Weishuang couldn't perceive the exact ranking. Sixteen Fengzhong Heavenly Immortals, such a big battle actually appeared in front of Ye Weishuang to take the life of the heir of the Han family! And there are only two people on his side, and there is also a young master. The disparity made Ye Weishuang's blood cold for a moment. If you are not careful, you will die!

Han Yi's "Uncle Ling——! As soon as he blurted out, the two handsome horses were already neighing, their eight hooves splashing mud, and they flew out of an opening deliberately cut by Uncle Ling.

Chang Hu sneered and shouted, "Want to leave?!" Immediately, two figures appeared in front of the two spirit horses, and the cold light and shining blades were about to meet the neck of the spirit horse. Ye Weishuang rushed out of the carriage almost at the same moment as Uncle Ling drank it, pinched the reins and jerked violently, and at this moment, seeing the actions of these two people, his eyes narrowed unconsciously. They didn't seem to care much about the two extremely valuable spirit horses, such killers...... It seems that it is only aimed at the people in the car and does not mean to cross the treasure.

Ye Weishuang's eyes flashed with cold light, he squeezed the reins tightly with one hand, the horse's head was not biased at all, and the other hand was sleeved in his clothes. The two spirit horses deserve to be famous horses, and they are not shocked when they see the sword light and sword shadow, and they run away without fear, and their momentum is extremely amazing. Ye Weishuang silently measured the distance between the other party and the horse's head in his heart, seeing that the smirk on the faces of the two people became clearer and clearer, the corners of Ye Weishuang's mouth twitched, and he let out a cold snort, and then three yellow-brown runes shot out like dark arrows!

The three rune papers were in the shape of the two of them, and they were in front of them in the blink of an eye, only to hear the sound of "boom", a huge explosion sound mixed with firelight rushed out, and a large amount of smoke formed by the surging ash of the rune ash dispersed at the same time, the two spirit horses in front of them and the carriage and horses had gradually blurred until they disappeared.

Han Yi's hand on the side of the door was so clenched that his four fingers dug into the wood, and his eyes widened. He only saw Ye Weishuang rushing out like lightning while Uncle Ling was drinking, and then the carriage and horse suddenly accelerated. The next moment he followed out, he saw that his eyes were gray, but the human form was still clear. The two men who were supposed to kill them were slashing in all directions like headless flies, and even hurt each other. It's just that this scene lasted less than half a moment, and Chang Hu yelled: "Idiot! ”

The two of them were shocked, and the fog in front of them had been swept away with a wave of their robes. Only at this moment, the young man who was still sitting in the carriage was already close in front of him.

Ye Weishuang is not a fool who does not measure himself. His strength as one Fengzhong, even if Uncle Ling delayed for a while, it would be impossible to provoke the sixteen Fengzhong here. But if he used spells and formations, he was confident that at least two people would be incapacitated for a short time.

Just now, in just half a moment when the two of them were mindless, Ye Weishuang in Han Yi's eyes had already stepped out of the wheel one step in advance. The moment he stepped out, Han Yi's spirit was in a trance, as if the space around him shook slightly for a moment. A faint light spread out from under Ye Weishuang's feet, and the subtle fluctuations actually made the extremely strong carriage skeleton make a slight "creaking" sound.

Ye Weishuang's target was not all sixteen people, nor was it the thirteen people except for the three Chang Hu who were stopped by Uncle Ling, he only hoped to beat the hole that Uncle Ling had opened for him a little bigger. After all, Ye Weishuang understood that this was the first time he had faced a battle with a true immortal. Every opponent here is Bong-jung, and he's not as unbeatable as he is in the Nether. It was as if he was facing sixteen Ji Lingyu. The strong pressure made Ye Weishuang purse his lips unconsciously.

At this moment, in just a few moments, the other thirteen people have all rushed in this direction.

It was a death of time.

At the same time as Ye Weishuang's footsteps stepped out, it seemed that time and space had paused, and the next moment, the crimson vermilion slid out of the cuffs, and the moment the fingertips touched the pen, the wrists and elbows immediately rose, long arcs and rounds, drawing a half-moon shape from mid-air. The blood-red cinnabar seemed to draw an arc between heaven and earth, the moment the pen fell into a bead, the blood-red arc suddenly ignited a raging fire, Ye Weishuang's eyes flashed, and he forcibly operated the method of refining fire, the dragon ball rotated rapidly, and the inflammatory spiritual power quickly occupied the whole body, and the hand that paused to half of it broke through the containment forcefully, and drew the entire arc fiercely, and then sprinkled a "human" word in the center non-stop-

"—prisoner!"

As the low drink burst out, the violent inflammatory spiritual power blasted out from the word "prisoner", and the two immortals who bore the brunt of Ye Weishuang frantically ran their whole body spiritual power head-on in order to protect the whole body in the shortest possible time. This offensive is definitely not going to be taken lightly. They never imagined that a small servant could defeat one against two! At the same time as the fire rushed in, Ye Weishuang stepped under his feet, and a faint formation was shattered in the void, and the four wind talismans on the soles of his feet rushed to the two people who had just been awakened by Chang Hu's loud shout in the blink of an eye.

The two men saw only an enlargement of an unusually young face, and then the black hole was aimed at the center of their eyebrows. The corners of Ye Weishuang's mouth showed a wicked smile: "I'm a mobile firepower depot......"

Overlapping double gunshots. Even if it's not solidified spiritual power, it's not even a rune gray bullet. The super-heavy metal bullet inspired by Zhang Kefan's chip still penetrated the spiritual power of the two of them at such a close distance, and the tip of the tip slammed into the opponent's eyebrows, which could be stopped and pressed half an inch deep into the skull.

Ye Weishuang, who had no intention of killing the Heavenly Immortals with just the general calculation bullet, bit his pale lower lip and said in a low voice: "Explosion!" ”

The bullet wrapped in the explosive charm exploded in the eyebrows of the two people, and while the two sides retreated wildly, Ye Weishuang jumped on the wheel, and the spirit horse rushed out with a hiss!

The other party, who also retreated, was not so natural, and the two people who were forcibly pushed out by the bombing force were covered with blood on their faces, and there was a big hole in the center of their eyebrows, although it was not fatal, but the tragic situation was extremely terrifying.

This series of battles was nothing but lightning and flint, and the chariots and horses had already exerted their value of 700,000 shells, relying on the extraordinary hooves of the two spirit horses to turn into flowing clouds.

Han Yi, who shouted "Uncle Ling", couldn't see the group of people in the blink of an eye, and looked at the window with longing eyes, the wind blowing his hair all over his face. With a "bang", Han Yi didn't stare at it for two seconds before he had to turn around in fright. Ye Weishuang fell on Che Luan with a white face.

Han Yi was so frightened that he hurriedly scooped him up with a copy of his hand, only to see that his face was sometimes pale and sometimes red, obviously yin and yang. Han Yi was stupid. It is true that he is the son of a wealthy family, and he has also suffered something similar to this. But I have never encountered such a big battle, and I have never felt that my life is hanging by a thread. Just when he saw Chang Hu leading sixteen Fengzhong Heavenly Immortals outside, he really thought that he was finished.

originally thought that with a waste like himself, coupled with a family background that others looked down on and could not be reached, and Uncle Ling, who was highly skilled, not many people should be interested in playing their own ideas, but I didn't expect this to happen like this. Compared to his helplessness, this newly promoted junior disciple was completely fearless, and even calmly followed the steps given by Uncle Ling, and even the idea of taking Uncle Ling away with him was instantly skimmed away. Han Yi asked himself, even the people of the two pavilions probably wouldn't be able to reach the point of facing the sixteen Fengzhong Heavenly Immortals head-on, let alone himself.

Han Yi was silent for a moment, with a hint of resoluteness in his eyes, then held the reins with one hand, lifted Ye Weishuang's head and put it on his lap with the other, and whipped the spirit horse hard! The chariots and horses plunged headlong into the dense forest.

He understood that he didn't have any pills on his body that could cure Ye Weishuang, and he didn't know how to make Ye Weishuang recover, and now, the way back to Ziyun Academy would definitely not work, so he could only go to Han Zong as soon as possible and find someone to save Uncle Ling and this little junior brother who saved his life.

As Han Yi saw, Ye Weishuang was indeed out of balance with yin and yang. There are no guns that are used to it, there are no things that are in mind. All that was left on Ye Wei's hands were the array diagram and talismans, as well as a few ordinary guns hidden in the ring. If it weren't for the suddenness of the incident, he would never have exposed his hole cards easily. But after seeing those sixteen Fengzhong Heavenly Immortals, he understood that this was no longer the time to hide. If the hole cards are not played, he, Han Yi and Uncle Ling will all die here.

When Ye Weishuang was using the array diagram, he still kept an eye on it. Many people can see the Flood Desolation Formation Diagram, and they can even see his details from his tricks. In order to guard against the fact that there were also formation plotters in the opposing team, Ye Weishuang gritted his teeth and gambled. What he displayed was the Nirvana Array that was given to him by his master Feng Yi that day. With Ye Weishuang's ability, only the fourth page can be seen at present. The most powerful formation he had learned was the one he had just drawn. This is just a sub-array of the Nirvana array. It's just that he didn't expect that just a sub-array would actually spend all his spiritual power, and even use the dragon horn in the end. This is what really makes Ye Weishuang painful.

The deficit in spiritual power caused him to be unable to perform any other moves that required spiritual power. But Ye Weishuang still held on, and took out two black spears from the ring-Ghost M4. Without manual insurance, a gun capable of rapid fire is the best choice for Ye Weishuang. In fact, even if he had the three guns he was used to, he could only drop super-heavy metal bullets. Because after compressing and purifying the spiritual power, Ye Weishuang was stunned to find that he couldn't solidify the solidified spiritual power. Even the liquefied spiritual power was a little reluctant. If it weren't for the recent diligent cultivation of the Fire Refining Method, he really didn't know how far his spiritual power would have shrunk!

Ye Weishuang supported it until he could no longer see the group of people behind him, and then he did not fall down. He also did the work of breaking before he fell. Three invisible talismans and fifteen wind talismans were thrown locally at any cost, and I don't know how many explosive talismans were dropped along the way. At the last glance before leaving, he saw Uncle Ling's figure suddenly swell, entangled with the people of Chang Hu who were chasing after him frantically......

At this moment, the two spiritual powers in Ye Weishuang's body also completely fought. The dragon ball occupies a strong position, stabilizing the shark beads, and the violent inflammatory spiritual power is raging wildly in the major meridians, and the dragon horns that have been robbed of their spiritual power have also begun to become irritable, oppressing the shark beads, and making a mess of the situation.

Ye Weishuang was sweating like rain, his whole body was soaked, his body was so hot that even the air around him warmed up. Han Yi, who was cushioned, only felt that Ye Weishuang was getting hotter and hotter, and gradually became like a red-hot brick. He lowered his head and saw a strange mark faintly revealing from Ye Weishuang's eyebrows.

This mark was left by the gluttony of the mind after it had been submerged in his body. But Ye Weishuang never paid attention to it. Only Zhao Qingyun reminded him at the beginning. In fact, even Ye Weishuang himself didn't know that whenever he took out the little golden dragon, the mark on the center of his eyebrows would faintly appear. It's just very faint, not once so clear. Even Han Yi, who was hurrying with all his might, couldn't help but notice that mark. Golden, two axe-shaped up and down, auspicious clouds on both sides, plum blossom prints.

Han Yi's hand touched Ye Weishuang's eyebrows, but he didn't expect that it was just a touch, and he was immediately burned and bounced away. He stared at Ye Weishuang in shock. How can the body temperature of an ordinary person be so high?!

At this moment, Ye Weishuang's eyebrows were frowned, his fists were clenched tightly, and his whole body was stiff. The violent inflammatory spiritual power scurried around Han Yi, so frightened that he only dared to whip the horsewhip, and did not dare to move around his body at will so as not to detonate the irascible inflammatory spiritual power. Han Yi, who was always paying attention to Ye Weishuang and at the same time transporting all his spiritual power to resist his scorching body, finally showed a hint of joy on his tense and tired face after the spirit horse had been running for an hour. The gate of the Han family clan is close at hand!

After all, Han Yi is the grandson of the head of a sect, and at the same time as the spirit horse approached, a loud shout suddenly sounded from his mouth: "Han Yi, the grandson of Han Zong's own family, return to the door!" Immediately, a seal letter suddenly struck, far above an invisible barrier in the air, and the four gatekeepers raised their long sticks and retracted them in unison, stomped heavily at their feet and shouted: "Welcome the young master back to the sect!" ”

Han Yi's figure had not yet entered the enchantment and the gate of the sect family, and his voice had already exploded outside: "Grandpa! Save Uncle Ling! ”

Before this anxious shout fell, a dark figure had already stepped out of the air, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed the head of the horse led by Han Yi, and the old man in good spirits said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Who did it?!" ”

Han Yi's head was covered with cold sweat, and he said in a deep voice: "'Torture Tiger' Chang Hu." We were ambushed by sixteen men, and Uncle Ling was already in a battle. Grandpa, hurry! ”

The dignified old man immediately bowed his head and said, "Li Li, take someone with you!" ”

A figure suddenly flashed behind the old man, and with a loud shout of "yes", several figures rushed out of the sect at the same time, and the figure following Li Li disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in the blink of an eye.

The old man's figure did not move, but his eyes gradually moved downward, fixed on the unconscious young man with an abnormally flushed face. Han Yi stabilized his voice, knowing that the trick of cross-dressing couldn't hide his grandfather's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, he saved my life." ”

The old man stared at Ye Weishuang without saying a word, his brows furrowed more and more, but he didn't immediately save people. He raised his head suddenly, stared at Han Yi and said, "Where the hell did he come from!?" Han Yi's heart jumped unconsciously. Grandpa's expressions have always appeared in the face of people who are a threat to the clan, but Ye Weishuang is just a junior disciple of the inner door of Yunxia Peak, how can he ......

Seeing that the old man's eyes were becoming more and more unkind, Han Yi hurriedly said: "Grandpa, this is my little junior brother on Yunxia Peak, and he is very good friends with me, I wanted to bring back the clan to meet my grandfather, but I didn't expect ......" Han Yi's heart was full of more than a dozen buckets, seven up and eight down, uneasy, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the old man's expression.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said coldly: "Nonsense, this thing is clearly not human!" ”

Han Yiden was dumbfounded: "Grandpa, what did you say?" ”

The old man snorted coldly and said, "Such a strong flame qi can only be found by monsters and single yang bodies, not to mention you Yunxia Peak, even if it is Ziyun Academy, there may not be a few single yang bodies." And the body of Shan Yang is all ** powerful, this thing has a charming face, only a monster! And this thing is just a spiritual power, to bring you out of the sixteen, who do you have the ability?! If the yang energy in the body of an ordinary person had skyrocketed to this point, he would have already died of violence! Han Yi suddenly remembered Ye Weishuang's rune paper, his heart moved, and he was about to speak, but he saw Ye Weishuang, who was wearing servant clothes, moved slightly, and the inflammatory spiritual power around his body was absorbed almost instantly, and then it seemed to be going from one extreme to another, and the cold spiritual power continued to radiate from his body, and then inhaled, and the cold spiritual power in a radius of half a mile surged upside down in an even more terrifying situation, penetrating into Ye Weishuang's body. In the blink of an eye, his eyebrows were covered with frost!

This shocking absorption shocked both grandparents and grandchildren. Han Yi reacted at the first time and shouted, "Grandpa! He is not only hot, he is yin and yang imbalance! The little junior brother is carrying a talisman, and this is how to rescue me, how can I ...... How could it be a monster! ”

The old man's expression shook slightly in shock, and then he said in a deep voice, "Come in." ”