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Yun Zhongjun looked at the dust and dead leaves flying in front of him, and was slightly shocked in his heart, although the big and young masters both defused the attack of the arrows, but from these two arrows, it can also be seen that this young man's strength is extraordinary: he has such strength at a young age...... I'm afraid only Lord Star Soul can compare...... No wonder the Eastern Emperor......

The three of them looked warily in the direction of the middle, and gradually, the dust and dead leaves that had been raised also fell down, revealing the figure within.

The carriage of the carriage was gone, but Yamamoto and Thirteen were still on top of the two horses, the difference was that Yamamoto was standing firmly on the horse's back, while Thirteen was holding the luggage that had been rescued from the carriage and sat on the other horse with some shaky staggering. Although the carriage had been damaged, neither horse was injured under Yamamoto's protection.

At this time, Yamamoto had already thrown the bow and arrow to Ah Thirteen, his right hand was gently holding the sword blank, his clothes fluttered with the air current, under the starlight, the moon-white robe seemed to refract a faint glow, a pair of black eyes looked indifferently at the enemy in front of him, under his feet, the horse didn't seem to feel any weight, just neighed uneasily, shaking the ground, and with the horse's movements, Yamamoto's body was as light as a willow leaf, as if an unrealistic phantom was projected into this world.

Yamamoto glanced at Yun Zhongjun, and gently waved the sword blank in his hand, and the air flow rippled like water waves with his movements, but it was this simple action that made Yun Zhongjun's face change.

In fact, from the very beginning of the battle, the attacks of the big and young masters were just feints, and it was best to be able to take down Yamamoto, if you couldn't take Yamamoto, Yun Zhongjun had other means, and this means was a kind of incense that he personally mixed - crisp soul incense.

Different from the Great Si Ming and the Young Si Ming, Yun Zhongjun is best at alchemy thaumaturgy, and the crisp soul incense he refines is colorless and tasteless, and it is impossible to detect, but it will make people flutter and drowsy.

There is such a thing, Yun Zhongjun naturally will not do such a thing as capturing Yamamoto with brute force, what he hopes is that if Yamamoto's strength makes people feel tricky, then arranging ** incense in secret will naturally play an effect, so that Yamamoto will unknowingly lose his combat effectiveness and fall into a deep sleep when he fights with the big and young masters.

However, now it seems that Yun Zhongjun's small abacus has been broken by Yamamoto.

As the air was pushed away, the crisp soul incense that had originally escaped from the air also spread out to the surroundings, although it had no effect on the three people of the Yin and Yang family who had already taken the antidote, but it was enough for Yun Zhongjun to understand that his hand had failed.

Originally, it was difficult to arrange the crisp soul incense in this kind of outdoor area, but now that Yamamoto has made it like this, the crisp soul incense arranged has naturally completely lost its effect and dissipated in the night breeze of the woods.

Although he was a little surprised, Yun Zhongjun still looked very tidy: "It seems that the young man's eyesight is not bad, and you actually noticed it, but the old man is a little curious, how did you see it?" ”

Faced with Yun Zhongjun's question, Yamamoto didn't pay attention to it at all, but just took care of himself and untied the cloth belt wrapped around the sword blank in his hand, and then threw the untied cloth belt to Ah Thirteen.

"Humph!" Seeing that Yamamoto didn't pay attention to himself at all, Yun Zhongjun snorted coldly, and a sound of Si Suo Suo came from behind him, and two huge figures walked out of the darkness.

It was two tall figures, their skin was rough and dull, their steps were swaying and strange, their bodies were crooked, their bodies were not like ordinary people, their heads were surrounded by wooden planks connected by ropes, and their faces could not be seen, they obviously had a larger waist than ordinary people, and thick limbs, but they could still see the shape of the ribs highlighted by the skin under the ribs, which looked very strange, they were not clothed, but they had red ropes and metal objects carved with simple patterns, forming a belt and shoulder armor.

"This is ......" Ah Thirteen looked at these two tall and strange human figures, and was a little scared in her heart, as a living person, she instinctively sensed that these two human figures did not seem to be living people.

"These are the medicine people I refined, how about it?" Yun Zhongjun looked at Ah Thirteen's expression and showed a smug smile, the only thing that made him a little dissatisfied was that there was still no expression on the white-haired young man's face.

"The old man will give you one last chance, if you are still obsessed, I will turn the little girl next to you into a medicine man like this!" Yun Zhong threatened viciously.

However, Yamamoto still didn't respond, just looked at Ah Thirteen, who seemed to be trembling next to him, and asked, "Are you scared?" ”

"I'm ......," Thirteen looked at Yamamoto and opened his mouth.

"Are you scared......" Yamamoto's indifferent gaze looked at Ah Thirteen's black and white eyes, and his flat voice even made Ah Thirteen feel that this white-haired boy seemed to have been disappointed in his cowardly self.

"Although you are afraid, but when those two people attack, your first reaction is to go back and get your luggage......" Yamamoto's gaze was still indifferent, but the words he said made Ah 13 slightly stunned.

What Yamamoto is referring to is that when the big priest and the young priest suddenly made a move before, Ah 13 was not so frightened that he didn't move in place, nor did he want to jump out of the car and escape, but wanted to go back to get the luggage in the carriage.

"Ah...... I'm sorry......" Ah 13 suddenly felt ashamed: presumably his actions brought trouble to Liu'er...... The character of this little family is ......

"You're doing the right thing, if you don't have food and money, you'll have a lot of trouble on the road." Yamamoto began to affirm Ah Thirteen's behavior, and continued, "Being scared and being able to do it are two different things......

Speaking of this, Yamamoto suddenly paused, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the starry sky in the distance: "There was a person who was in awe of the sword in his hand, but he was still able to swing it......"

"That's the end of the dream!" Da Si Ming, who was already impatient, struck first, and this time, instead of condensing blood-colored handprints in the air like before, she condensed her internal force on her red hands and grabbed at the top of Yamamoto's head.

The reason why Da Si Ming chose to attack in close quarters was because she could see that Ah Thirteen's martial arts were low, and if she wanted to cause trouble to Yamamoto, she would attack Ah Thirteen. And if he attacks like before, Yamamoto can have many ways to crack the attack of the big and young masters, and when he enters a certain range, he can create a gap between Yamamoto and Ah Thirteen, so that others can take advantage of it.

The blood-red palm was blocked by Yamamoto lifting the sword blank, which was obviously a pair of fleshy palms, and at this time, it carried internal force to confront the sword blank, and it actually made a sound that only metal strikes.

The blood-red palm of the big priest ordered to grab the Yamamoto sword blank, and the scarlet gorgeous lips showed a smug smile, because she knew that behind her, the attack of the young commander would follow, and the long whip composed of countless green leaves would sweep away the useless girl, and after having a hostage, presumably this little ghost would be obedient, and no matter how bad it was, it would also be a rat trap.