Fan Ying is by no means the kind of character who waits for death, knowing that the situation is extremely unfavorable, and is unwilling to surrender. With a roar, his left hand was raised, and a cold light shot out, and if he looked closely, it was a small and delicate swallow dart that was extremely sharp, and shot straight towards the door of the first Taoist priest on the left.

This is a unique secret weapon that Fan Ying and Fan Le have practiced hard for many years.

The people who can choose to intercept Fan Ying here are naturally not mediocre hands, they are all Yuan Chengzi's personal disciples, and they are also Fan Ying's fellow senior brothers. Seeing this sharp swallow dart shooting head-on, the middle-aged Taoist priest pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a trace of disdain, and raised the two fingers of his left hand to clamp the swallow dart that shot at once.

However, Fan Ying's swallow dart didn't really think that he could really hurt anyone, but only slightly blocked his forward attack. A dart shot out, and he didn't look at this side again, and rushed up to the Taoist priest on the right, ignoring the palm power that was hitting his chest, and the luck dantian, "whew", it was also a palm to the middle-aged Taoist priest's face, which was extremely fierce, and it turned out to be a lose-lose play.

Fan Ying is worthy of the character of "hero", even if the situation is so dangerous, he can also distinguish the gains and losses in an instant, knowing that in this situation, "step by step", seeing the move is the stupidest way, only by working hard, can there be hope to open a bloody road.

In terms of martial arts, except for Lin Chengduo, who was already so frightened that he knelt on the ground and didn't dare to raise his head, no one in this room was much weaker than him. Lian Ji Qingsha's attendant is also played by the female Taoist priest of Yuyang Temple.

Outnumbered, where is there any hope if you don't work hard?

It's a pity that in the face of absolute strength. No matter how desperately you play, it's just in vain.

The Taoist priest on the right. was startled by Fan Ying's "end together", and cursed in a low voice. I had to take my palm back and seek self-protection first. He and Fan Ying don't have a "blood feud" that they have to fight for.

With a palm to force back the right Daoist, Fan Ying took a breath and was about to rush out of the door.

Behind the wind together.

Fan Ying was taken aback and didn't dare to go any further, so she could only dodge to the side. Although the wind was not very sharp, Fan Ying could feel an extremely dangerous chill, if he insisted on moving forward, it would definitely be a dead end. The speed of the man's shot. Far faster than he could rush out. In this case, Fan Ying's entire back was equal to the door opening, without any defense.

"Fan Le!"

Fan Ying snorted coldly.

He was too familiar with the breath of the person behind him. A long time ago, he often studied martial arts with Fan Le, but he didn't expect that after a few years, Fan Le's martial arts had actually improved to this point.

Fan Ying naturally couldn't imagine that in the past few years. Fan Le was holding back his strength, hoping that one day, he could return to Luojia City and settle accounts with him. Relatively. Fan Ying has been much busier in the past few years, practicing head-lowering techniques and expanding her business. He is deliberately trying to suppress the Huang family, no matter which one it is. It will take him a lot of time and energy, although the martial arts are not wasted. But there hasn't been much progress either.

Fan Le didn't say a word, but the tricks in his hand were not slow at all, one move was like a move, and every move was silent, but it was sandwiched with extremely strong internal force, and it seemed that it was not exactly the lineage of the Longmen faction.

"Fan Le, such a woman's playing style, where did you learn it......"

Fan Ying wanted to force Fan Le away several times and rushed out of the door, but it was useless, she was tightly entangled by Fan Le, and she couldn't get out at all, so she couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and scolded.

"I learned from me."

Ji Qingsha smiled and said softly.

"Who are you?"

Fan Ying almost blew her lungs.

Although Fan Ying still didn't understand what kind of relationship Ji Qingsha had between Mikhail, there was no doubt that this woman was definitely not Mikhail's assistant. Mikhail will not run to the city of Raka to deal with him for no reason.

"My name is Ji Qingsha, and I am a friend of Fan Le. Mr. Fan Ying, I advise you to give up this senseless resistance. As long as Mr. Fan is willing to cooperate, we don't plan to kill you! ”

Ji Qingsha still said softly, her tone was very soft.

"Want my life? It's a joke! ”

"Any idea where this is? This is Raka City! Do you dare to kill me, thinking you can leave alive? My master will never let you go! ”

Fan Ying was furious and shouted loudly.

"Mr. Fan, it seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!"

Ji Qingsha sighed lightly, and a burst of "beep beep" sound sounded, and the five fingers of Ji Qingsha's slender right hand seemed to have suddenly grown a little longer, and the bright red Kodan became extremely gorgeous.

The figure flashed, the incense wind surged, Fan Ying's eyes were full of flowers, and Ji Qingsha's five fingers were slender, and he suddenly caught him in front of him. is different from Ji Qingsha's amazing momentum before she gathers momentum, when she really makes a move, she suddenly becomes silent, and she sees countless sharp fingers, waving in front of Fan Ying.

Yuan Chengzi, who had been quietly watching the battle from the side, changed color slightly, and said in a low voice: "Thousand Hands Guanyin Thousand Changing Hands!" ”

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Real people have good eyesight." ”

The Thousand Hands Guanyin Thousand Changing Hands is the famous skill of "Jade Guanyin", which is famous in several provinces in the north of China. Even many of the top masters in the south have heard of the name of the Thousand Changelers. However, this is the family martial art of Ji Qingsha's mother family, and it rarely appears in the rivers and lakes. Yuan Chengzi is located in the South Seas, confined to the island, and he can actually recognize it at a glance, and he is really knowledgeable.

Under the attack of Fan Le and the two Taoist priests, Fan Ying was already clumsy and difficult to deal with, and Ji Qingsha joined, Fan Ying was defeated in an instant, and even the distress move.

On such an occasion, naturally no one told him about the rules of the rivers and lakes, martial arts morality.

It's a world where "the winner is king".

There was a soft "snap", mixed with Fan Ying's muffled "hum", and one arm was already unable to rotate.

"Bastard...... Yikes......"

Before Fan Ying could vent his anger, he was hit one after another, and finally stood unsteadily, his knees weakened, and he fell to the ground. Two middle-aged Taoist priests, one on the left and one on the right, pressed his shoulders and twisted his two arms behind his back.

Ji Qingsha and Fan Le's figures flashed, and they retreated to Xiao Fan's side.

"You ...... Dare! ”

Fan Ying's face was flushed, failure did not make him feel so ashamed, in front of Fan Le, kneeling on his knees made him embarrassed. A long, long time ago, when he knew that his inheritance was second to Fan Le, Fan Le became the biggest "enemy" in his mind, and he wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

And, he did.

In his eyes, Fan Le is just a defeated general.

But now, he is kneeling on his knees without resistance in front of the defeated generals of his former subordinates!

Fan Ying is by no means willing.

With a muffled "hum", Fan Ying bit her tongue, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and at the same time, there were words in her mouth, and her face, which was flushed red just now, instantly became pale and bloodless.

Originally, it was just a relatively shady tea room, but suddenly there was a gust of cloudy wind, and a black mist gradually emerged from Fan Ying's body, gradually condensing and forming, although the mouth and nose were blurred, it could also be seen that it was a child about four or five years old.

Fan Ying actually sacrificed the Yin Ghost he had raised.

Generally speaking, the Yin Ghosts raised by the Head Descender will be released at night and will be hidden in the body of the Head Descender to rest during the day. The blazing sun is one of the most dangerous enemies of the Yin Ghost. Of course, if the head descending master is highly attained enough, his skills are profound, and the Yin Ghost he has cultivated is very condensed, he can also do short-term activities during the day. As for whether there are still many restrictions on the Yin Ghosts that can be cultivated by a great head descending master in the realm of Sunan and Mo Dove, it is unknown.

Fan Ying has only been a head-lowering master for a few years, and the yin ghosts he has cultivated are naturally not very powerful. At night, when people are unprepared, they drop their heads, or drive to inquire about the news, which is barely available. However, in the Yuyang Temple, various magic circles overlapped, and this level of Yin Ghost was not enough at all.

Naturally, Fan Ying didn't want to drive the Yin Ghost against the enemy.

In the face of a Dao sect master like Yuan Chengzi, simply to drive the Yin Ghost to attack, it is purely looking for death.

"Quick, go home and ask Master for help......"

As soon as the Yin Ghost condensed and formed, Fan Ying gave the order without hesitation.

He knew very well in his heart that under such a blazing sun, the Yin Ghost would almost exhaust all of his essence if he wanted to return to Fan's Mansion to report to Yi Xiao. The Yin Ghost that he had been cultivating for several years would definitely be destroyed in one fell swoop, and he had to start from scratch.

However, the burning eyebrows looked in front of him.

In the hands of Fan Le, what else can he get? estimated that Fan Le even swallowed his heart alive.

Instead of sitting and waiting, it is naturally better to fight to the death. As long as Yi Xiao can receive his distress message, then there is hope for redemption. Fan Ying is still very confident in Yi Xiao. His own master, although he is a little greedy and lustful, is absolutely unambiguous in his head-lowering technique. What's more, Master Zu has returned to Luojiabang, and he is stationed in Mojiu Manor, which is dozens of kilometers away, and he is Fan Ying's big backer.

Under the rat trap, it is expected that Fan Le will not dare to poison him.

What made Fan Ying strange was that seeing him sacrifice the Yin Ghost, Yuan Chengzi and the others didn't make the slightest movement, and they didn't seem to care about this qiē, thinking that his Yin Ghost could not do anything.

"Mr. Fan, haven't you noticed that this incarnation of yours is different from before?"

At this time, Xiao Fan smiled and spoke, just looking at Fan Ying condescendingly, his tone was calm and soft.

"What's the difference?"

Fan Ying asked with a sneer.

This person would say such childish things. In terms of martial arts, outnumbered, Fan Ying believes that he has no chance of turning the tables. It takes absolute strength to do it. But the yin ghost raised by the head descending master is an incarnation outside the body, is there anything wrong, do you not know?

This young Chinese who came out of nowhere wanted to disturb his mind in such a matter, it was a joke.

But the next moment, Fan Ying knew that she was wrong.

And it couldn't be more wrong! (To be continued......)