Chapter 17 Each has a ghost
He Yitian, who was paralyzed on the ground because of the "falling technique" in his body, was annoyed when he heard the unbridled laughter of the five people opposite. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info's whole body suddenly exerted force, trying to stand up, but found that the ground under him was like air, and there was nowhere to focus, and his body couldn't move a bit.
This made He Yitian shocked and angry in his heart, and scolded Cao Hongbo and his gang for being despicable and shameless. didn't scold, it wasn't that He Yitian had a lot of quality, but the ice spikes thrown by Wei Laosan had already shot from the opposite side with a whistling sound, and he couldn't care about anything else.
I saw He Yitian's expression change suddenly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hurriedly untied the short sword hanging on his waist, and threw it at the ice spike without hesitation. Because he was afraid that he would not be able to hit the ice thorn, he took out the dagger that was originally hidden in his sleeve and threw it out violently at the ice thorn.
Hearing only the sound of "pop", the short sword thrown by the first hit was hit, but the direction of the ice spike only changed slightly, and the short sword with the sword holster suddenly flew back at a faster speed. only heard a "bang" sound, and smashed not far from He Yitian's hand, and the "Falling Earth Technique" that was originally trapping him also began to dim because of this smash.
As for the dagger that was still out, it was not so lucky, it intersected with the ice spike head and tail, and it was only a trace away from being able to hit, but in the end, it still staggered and flew into the grass that was only two feet away from where He Yitian was hiding just now.
At this time, the slightly offset ice spike with white light, with a cold air and a breathtaking whistling sound, passed through He Yitian's left shoulder. "Ahh This painful moan, one was naturally made by He Yitian, but the other sound came from the grass. The unique timbre in that voice, He Yitian felt that he seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and this was not the time to think about it.
Because of the cold air brought by the ice thorns, although the blood in the wound was instantly coagulated, the huge blood pressure then cracked the wound, and the blood spurted out, soaking He Yitian's clothes. When the pain reaches the brain, beads of sweat the size of beans instantly pop up.
He Yitian didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly stretched out his right arm to the wound on his left shoulder, only to see the five fingers of his right hand jumping, and the blood around the wound was sealed, so that the blood stopped abruptly and stopped flowing out.
When He Yitian raised his head again, he saw that there was another black-clothed man with the same face covering on the post road, and the dagger He Yitian had just thrown out on his left arm, although the dagger was not pulled out, the blood had stopped, and he was holding a blue ring in his right hand. Looking at the fluctuation of his spiritual power, he should have the appearance of the fourth layer of Qi training, but it is the same as Cao Hongbo's subordinates.
At this time, the expressions of Cao Hongbo and his group all seemed very alert. Cao Hongbo frowned, looked at Wei Laosan and nodded, and then continued to act as if it was fine, holding the gourd magic weapon and concentrating on casting spells.
After Wei Laosan received Cao Hongbo's instructions again, he glanced at He Yitian who fell to the ground, ignored him, faced the masked man in black, stared at the masked man and said loudly: "Who is the Taoist friend, Ming people don't do dark things, why can't they show people with their faces." ā
But the masked man on the opposite side turned a deaf ear, and he didn't mean to answer at all, but just looked at He Yitian with cold eyes, hating to eat him raw.
But it was precisely because of his eyes and his posture that He Yitian thought of a person, and that was ------- Ma Hongfei. After a closer look, yes, it won't be wrong, it must be Ma Hongfei.
"Since it's Ma Hongfei, is he here alone, or does he still have helpers? Seeing that he was discovered, he was not nervous, there must be his accomplices hiding in the nearby mountains. And who are his accomplices? How many people are there? Could his accomplice be Liu Tianzong! If it's really Liu Tianzong, does it mean ......" He Yitian muttered in his heart, cold sweat was dripping on his back, but he didn't show his face, quietly waiting for the change, he didn't have any thoughts about fishing in troubled waters at this time, he just hoped that as soon as the two of them fought, he would choose the opportunity to escape.
Wei Laosan saw that Ma Hongfei didn't answer, he was a little annoyed in his heart, and was about to kill Ma Hongfei. Seeing Ma Hongfei's attitude towards He Yitian at this time, his eyes rolled slightly, pointed at He Yitian with a finger, smiled and said to Ma Hongfei: "Brother Tai, since you are interested in this little miscellaneous fish, then let Brother Tai dispose of it, we will never interfere." ā
When Wei Laosan said this, although his hand pointed at He Yitian, he didn't even look at him, just stared at Ma Hongfei cautiously. It seems that this transaction is just a matter between the two of them, and it has nothing to do with He Yitian.
Without waiting for Wei Laosan to answer, he turned slightly to the side, looking like he was listening to it. After hearing this, Ma Hongfei glanced at Wei Laosan, nodded slowly, sneered, and then his eyes were full of gloom, and he slowly walked straight towards He Yitian.
He Yitian's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly gathered his spiritual power on his arms, and after a strange sound of "pop", "pop", "pop", his arms were stiffly thickened, and he immediately cast a thousand-layer fist without hesitation, and smashed it down against the dim yellow magic circle under him.
At this time, I only listened, "pop" a crisp sound that seemed to be the jade shattering, and it seemed to be mixed with a few other sounds of "bell", "bell", "poof", "ah" and "ah", the "falling earth" has been broken, He Yitian is like a sensitive beast, after being broken, a little yellow light jumped up, and after a few jumps, he took the silk shadow sword and landed two zhang away.
The little yellow light dissipated, and when He Yitian looked at the opposite side again, he couldn't help but be stunned. I saw that Wei Laosan and Ma Hongfei didn't know when they fought with each other, and the green big knife and the blue ring collided violently together, straight to the spark, and the sound of "bell" and "bell" was endless.
On the other side, I saw Cao Hongbo's other three subordinates, wielding green broadswords in their hands, surrounding a pair of men and women in the middle, while Chu Shiyun and the two of them each held a bright long sword and fought with the three of them, throwing a small half of a yellow silk scarf at their feet, and there was a faint green fire burning on the silk scarf.
As for Cao Hongbo himself, he held a red flag embroidered with several black butterflies in his hand, closed his eyes, and only looked at Chu Shiyun and the others, and kept chanting words in his mouth. Suddenly, black and red bloomed on the banner, and then flocks of black butterflies flew out, which at first glance looked like a cloud of billowing smoke, enveloping all six of them in just a moment.
Zhang Yuanbai's face turned pale when he saw this, and exclaimed: "Shiyun, it's a dream butterfly!" ā
He Yitian was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly fled towards the mountain in a hurry, but without running two steps, he flew back at a faster speed and fell heavily on the post road.
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