Chapter 266: Winning by Competition

Ghost Li smiled bitterly and said, "It's not early, seeing that the sky is about to dawn, let's go back to Shuiyue Village quickly!" After saying that, the three of them walked out of the cave, a hundred years after Ghost Li, Alan was still happily talking to the wind chimes about being taken by Tu Qilang, and he was tired of Tu Qilang's affairs, and the wind chimes on the side listened to it with embarrassment, and none of them expected that this time the theft of the Moon Shadow Flower made Alan break into a catastrophe.

I saw that the hand was covered with sores that were several times more terrible than the face, and some of them were dripping with dark green poisonous water, which was foul and smelly. It seems that for the Southern Water Moon Clan, cultivating witchcraft is not something unsightly, on the contrary, it will be more welcomed by 120,000 points. The ghost in the audience looked at his hand and knew that this person knew the art of the five poisons, and at the same time, it seemed that the skill was deep, and it must be the flesh and head of the body that were highly poisonous, so he would have this vicious sore.

Of course, Munda was frightened in his heart, but since he had become a fat boy in the past, he had to hold on to it again. At the next time, a pair of thick and powerful arms picked up a big hammer weighing more than 100 catties after a hundred years, and the straight dance "whirring" sounded, and the spirit was amazing, and it smashed towards Tu Qilang's head.

Tu Qilang's body did not move, but the outstretched hand was covered with poisonous snakes that were a few inches long, those poisonous snakes were bright in color, some were red and blue, and at first glance each one was extremely poisonous, once those poisonous snakes were released, they shot out one by one as fast as lightning, and the speed was amazing, so that everyone in the audience did not understand it, and Munda's hammer could no longer move forward a bit, and he held the hammer high as if he had been immobilized as usual, frozen in place like a clay statue.

At this moment, everyone saw that there were no less than dozens of highly poisonous snakes entrenched on Munda's two hands and eyes. The little snakes were so vicious that they opened their mouths to bite, and Munda immediately let out a scream, and the hammer fell heavily to the ground, smashing all the wooden platforms with trembling. After that, his strong figure fell to the ground, and he couldn't stop tearing the little snake in his hand, but there were really too many small snakes, and in a blink of an eye, he drooped and stopped struggling, his face was a miserable green, and black blood flowed out of his mouth.

The stage was surprisingly quiet, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned by the current tragic situation. On the stage, unless Tu Qilang's two long eyes looked around at the audience for a while, and said in a slightly voiceless voice: "It's better for everyone to know a little bit, don't go up and give your life in vain." As he spoke, he turned his two hands behind his back, slowly paced back to the bamboo chair, and sat down as if nothing had happened.

The old man came back to his senses at this moment, and said in a slight trembling voice: "Who else came to provoke?" Alan stared at the audience with a pair of almond eyes, and stared at the audience, pouting and glaring, looking worried.

Everyone in the audience has been silent and quiet, where do you dare to go on stage to provoke, the old man looked around, path: "Since no one provokes, then"

"Wait a minute!" all of a sudden, only to hear the ghost say loudly.

Everyone was amazed and couldn't help but look at Ghost Li, and they were all curious to see which one was not worried about death. At this glance, they all saw the wind chimes beside Ghost Li, and their eyes immediately widened, and the crowd sang from time to time: "Hey, have you seen it, the woman next to the man is really ordered!"

On the stage, Alan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the ghost with 120,000 playful eyes.

The old man looked surprised and said, "Who are you?

Ghost Li had no choice but to nod his head and say, "Yes, I am from the Central Plains and from the Yaoshan faction!"

After all, the old man was well-read, and after hearing this, he said "Oh?", frowned, and said, "Outsiders are just not allowed to meddle in the affairs of our clan!"

Ghost Li said lightly: "I didn't intervene in the affairs of your clan, but I saw that brother Fang Cai, who was ruthless, thinking that Miss Alan is a delicate woman, how can I watch her fall into the clutches of such a man." ”

The old man wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Tu Qilang and said: "The patriarch has nothing to do with it, as soon as he is from the Central Plains, he actually came to our southern country to be a hero, I want to see how many catties and taels he has!" said a finger and said sharply: "Boy, go up, since you don't worry about death, we naturally have nothing to say!"

I didn't see any movement in the ghost's body, just a flash of gold, and his person was already standing on the wooden platform. Tu Qilang couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this, and said, "Good skills!" As he spoke, he reached out with his palm, and a pair of snake eyes looked at Ghost Li and said coldly: "Make a move!"

The Xuanyuan sword on Ghost Li's waist felt the master's fierce aura, and the golden mangs suddenly burst out, clanging and fluttering in front of Ghost Li. The ghost probe held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, at this moment, he can't sacrifice the Nine Heavens Elk, just because there are more innocent villagers around, as long as the Nine Heavens Elk is sacrificed, he may not be able to control it and hurt the innocent.

Seeing that Tu Qilang was extremely presumptuous, the ghost couldn't help the anger in his heart anymore, and with a loud shout, Jun Zuo walked out of the eighteen-star cloud step, and pressed towards Tu Qilang with a sword, and Tu Qilang's withered hair was also blown rampantly by the agitated sword qi.

Tu Qilang saw that the ghost's body was strange, how dare he slack off, looking at the ghost's afterimage to repeat his old technique, and shot out the little snake in the vast robe sleeve, but this time it was more than the last time he dealt with Munda. The colorful little snakes are like a five-colored thunderbolt, slashing at the ghost. When the air swished, it was loud. Let everyone sweat for the ghost.

The eighteen nebulae of the Ghost Constellation couldn't move, holding the Xuanyuan Sword but changing the moves, it was a trick in the night sky. When the actress flashed, she burst out in the blink of an eye, sneering, and the little snakes were either cut in half or slashed by the sword qi that was stirred by the crossing, and became ashes. In a short time, all the wooden platforms were filled with the corpses of dead snakes, and the snake's blood flowed all over the ground, sticky and slippery, and the smell was extremely fishy.

The ghost is powerful, but the sword momentum changes sharply in the air, and a rainbow-like golden light pierces the air, and everyone hides their eyes, how dare they look directly at the brilliant sword. This trick is the meteor passing away, and the surging sword qi has shredded the red silk on the stage inch by inch, and even Alan who was sitting on the side also protected his face with his hands and couldn't keep his eyes open.

The sword qi saw that it slashed in front of Tu Qilang's face, and Tu Qilang pulled out a purple-black snake staff that had been a hundred years later in a panic, and blocked it with both hands. What is the Xuanyuan Sword an ancient weapon, everyone only heard a crisp sound of "clang", and the purple-black Rock Snake Staff had been cut off by the Xuanyuan Sword.

Tu Qilang was full of regret, Junzuo's purple qi shot out sharply, and his body immediately swept out, leaving three zhang away, his face was full of resentment, and he couldn't wait to eat his flesh immediately.

And Ghost Li was also greatly surprised, he didn't expect this Tu Qilang to be much stronger than he thought.