With five fingers, the true qi condensed in the palm of the palm suddenly came out, but it was like a chaotic bright white hemp ball, constantly rolling, rushing out several zhang away, and dissipating with a poof.

Fang Zhong was overjoyed in his heart, although the lightning spell had not been completed, most of the ghost-like strokes had been imitated intentionally, as long as he could perform it calmly, he would not succeed in the first place. If it weren't for the fact that he had practiced the method of returning qi with the sword in his hand, before he did it, he would have run out of true qi and waited to be killed.

The mandrill was no longer sane, and he only knew that he was chasing Fang Zhong after death, and the two of them turned over the rock and jumped over the rock, circled along the place of the fight, and returned to the same place in a blink of an eye.

Bashan ghost is already a little embarrassed under the attack of Qian Wenyi and the young man, Qian Wenyi's swordsmanship has no way, it is difficult to deal with, coupled with the harassment of Xiao Yin, it is even more difficult, and I can't help but regret letting the mandrill chase Fang Zhong, if the ghost is here, how can these two people be so fearless. The sound played by the son attacked the two of them, not because he had any good intentions, but hoped that he would lose both of them so that he could benefit from it. Although Qian Wenyi knew it, he said that he would leave the woman and leave without him, and he couldn't do it anyway, and he didn't believe that the boy would be stupid enough to attack him regardless of the importance. On the contrary, the Bashan ghost should always be on guard, for fear that he will make a ghost.

When the Bashan ghost was feeling struggling, he suddenly saw Fang Zhong running back, and the ghost was still chasing, so he couldn't care about taking Fang Zhong's life first, and hurriedly said: "Baby protection!" Eliminate demons for the Lord and show his might! "As soon as he slapped the horns of the single mound, the ghost gave up Fang Zhong and flew towards the Bashan ghost.

Fang Zhong saw that the ghost was not in a hurry, so he just took this opportunity to cast it, and hurriedly stopped and concentrated, silently reciting the spell in his heart, slowly luckily punched, and opened his palm-

As soon as the thunder shone brightly, others didn't understand what was going on, and a roar sounded like a thunderbolt in the sky. The lightning spell was finally cast, and a bolt of lightning struck the mandrill wrapped in black mist. This lightning spell was transformed by the true qi that Fang Zhong had cultivated with great concentration, and although it consumed a lot of qi, it was very powerful, and it was even purer than the rune paper.

I only heard a long and miserable hiss, the black fog first closed and then dispersed, the yin wind rolled, and the mandrills turned into wisps of black smoke and disappeared.

The horns of the cow snapped and shattered, and the debris fell. Bashan Ghost was shocked and said, "Ouch!? My baby ...... "One is not careful, Qian Wenyi made a move Tai Chi Chaos, the sword drew a circle, and a blood mark was drawn on the chest of the Bashan ghost. The Bashan ghost was in pain, angry at the bull fight, roared angrily, and slashed with a knife. As soon as Qian Wenyi was forced to retreat, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, something was inserted from behind, and he suddenly realized that it was the young man's sneak attack, and hurriedly turned around, only to see that the young man had already jumped away, sneering there with his empty hands, but the bamboo flute in his hand was gone!

The sound behind me was like rain.

The young man sneered: "It's a pity that this bamboo flute is too thin, otherwise you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Your Excellency's blood spring, but now it is just a trickle of water, not very spectacular." Bashan ghost's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly reached out and touched it, but unfortunately his body was strong and his hands were short, and he couldn't turn around, and he couldn't get the bamboo flute inserted in his back, and he felt that the strength of his whole body was lost with the blood, and the sound of the water was that the blood in his body was sprayed out along the pipe inserted in the back of the heart.

The ghost held by the Bashan ghost was dead, and he was hit hard, and finally he gave up, and fell to his knees with a scream. Qian Wenyi shouted: "Heavenly justice is clear, you have done a lot of evil, and I will take your life today." "I can't bear him to die of blood like this, and I want to give him a good time with a sword.

A loud voice in the distance said: "A group of juniors, what are you going to do to break my stunt?" Everyone present was taken aback. A black shadow came like the wind, and the speed was extremely fast, and the sound of horses' hooves was not heard, and in a blink of an eye it was in front of everyone. The Bashan ghost was overjoyed and exclaimed, "Hall master...... Come and save me! Qian Wenyi looked up, and saw that a tall head in front of him was riding a strange black horse similar to a coal mountain, extremely burly, and a hook and sickle in his hand had a blade bigger than a person. The young man was shocked and retreated.

Qian Wenyi shouted: "Who is coming?" Natou Tuo sneered: "Even you don't know me, hasn't Master Mo explained to his subordinates?" Ignoring Qian Wenyi, he pointed at Fang Zhong with the hook and sickle, and said in a deep voice: "Don't go, you doll, what trick did you play just now, tell grandpa." Fang Zhong only felt a huge momentum rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

The young man in the distance suddenly hugged his fists and said: "Two friends of the Yueyue Hall, this matter has nothing to do with the Kunlun disciples, I will wait for a little companion." With a dozen glances, the big man with the broken wrist had already been ordered, and he hesitated, and rushed to the fallen Yanhong, and carried it and left. Yanhong happened to wake up at this time and exclaimed, "You...... What are you doing......? The boy said: "Don't make noise, I'll take you back to Kunlun Mountain." He bent down and grabbed a cloud of dust. Fang Zhong exclaimed, "Hurry up and let Aunt Hong go!" Hurrying to chase, the head Tuo snorted coldly, and stretched out the hook sickle to hook Fang Zhong. In fact, the distance was very far, Qian Wenyi was afraid that he would come and go quickly, so he still blocked it, and the sword did not dare to collide with the hook and sickle, but he stabbed the dark horse under him with a sword. Natou Tuo said angrily: "Do it with me, it's really long!" The black horse suddenly flashed, and it was already behind Qian Wenyi, and Toutuo retracted the hook and sickle, and reversed Qian Wenyi's heart. This action changed very quickly, and Qian Wenyi didn't understand why this head could run behind him with people and horses, and when he found out, it was too late to parry. No matter how Qian Wenyi dodge, the blade is extremely wide, and it is bound to be swept away, if you block it with a sword, it is like a mantis arm as a car, and it is vulnerable to an enemy. Qian Wenyi was forced to use the scoundrel style in desperation, and Natou Tuo really didn't want to be injured in order to kill him, so he withdrew the hook and sickle and knocked his sword. With a bang, Qian Wenyi's hand shook violently, he couldn't hold it, and the sword flew out of his hand. Qian Wenyi took the opportunity to jump away and looked back at this head in shock. With his ability, he can't even parry the opponent's move. The young man dusted up and shouted, "Sickness! "With the big man and the bright red, he fled in a hurry with the method of earth escape, and he didn't even want the bronze bell on the ground.

Seeing that two of them had run away, Tuo sneered: "It's ridiculous that the people of the Kunlun faction ran away like a lost dog when they saw me. The ghost of Bashan, who was kneeling on the ground, was running out, and gasped: "Hall master...... Those two are not...... Kunlun faction, these two ...... Is. The people of the Inviting Moon Hall...... Fled. That Tuo was stunned for a moment, thinking of Qian Wenyi making a sword, and the son used a flute, he suddenly understood that he had been deceived, and actually let go of the person who wanted to kill, if it was good to chase on the flat ground, this is already Mianzhu Mountain, and the bamboo forest is lush inside, how can I catch up. Angry on the face, a hook of sickle swept over, and the Bashan ghost fell to the ground silently. The man was dead, and the pipe that was stuck in his back finally stopped spurting blood.

Qian Wenyi ran to Fang Zhong's side in a few steps and said hurriedly: "Let's go too." "The sword in his hand has been knocked away, and if he can't escape with the art of the sword, he will use the earth to escape, and he will learn from the boy to bend down and grab the soil, and raise it with his hand - but I saw a silk handkerchief flying in the distance, drawing a spell on the handkerchief, and spreading it on the ground! The dust fell, and Qian Wenyi said, "Go!" "I didn't know that there was no response, I and Fang Zhong just rushed out a few steps, and they were still in the same place. A woman's voice said, "Mrs. Ben is here, how can I leave." "The voice is coquettish, and it makes people's hearts flutter.;