(1st Update)

The old goose covered the wound on his chest, the wound was naturally caused by Sister Bao'er, and the wound smelled of being burned by lightning.

Looking at the backs of Yang Ming and the two gradually moving away, the old goose's vision gradually blurred, and finally his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground on his back with a dejected face, splashing a puddle of stinky mud.

As for the unhappiness and the end of the world, he passed away one step ahead of the old goose.

Blame can only be blamed, the three of them accidentally bumped into Yang Ming's muzzle, and they were unhappy and teased Feng Baobao in public, touching Yang Ming's scales.

The night is urging changes, the dust is cleared, and the moon is dark.

The wind was bleak, the rain was continuous, and the sky was dark, just like Yang Ming's depressed mood at the moment.

"Sister Bao'er, after you go in, if you meet someone from the Martial Spirit Palace, you will be killed!"

Although Feng Baobao didn't understand why Yang Ming was so murderous today, he still nodded honestly.

Before the two of them approached the hospital, they attracted the attention of the nearby secret sentinel because of what they were wearing.

At this time, Yang Ming and Feng Baobao were wearing hats, black robes, and red demon masks covering their faces, no matter how they looked at them, they didn't look like good people.

What's more, the path of the two is very clear, and the goal is directly to the hospital, which is very big!

The beggar who was leaning against the wall suddenly raised his eyes, picked up the rice bowl on the ground, and pretended to come forward to beg.

"Good Samaritan, please have mercy on me, and give me some money."

As he spoke, the beggar suddenly accelerated and pounced on Yang Ming.

Five soul rings suddenly appeared under the beggar's feet, two yellow and three purple, obviously the master of the soul king carefully selected by Bishop Beska.

A martial soul green bamboo is held in the palm of the hand, the beggar's waist, arms and shoulders exert force at the same time, the green bamboo seems to be a spear stabbing at the same time, the two-meter-long green bamboo suddenly soars, soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye, the green bamboo head is like the size of a pebble, pointing directly at Yang Ming!

The rain moistens the clouds and warms, and the bitter wind blows away.

The green bamboo, which could skyrocket forty meters in the eyes of the beggar, was suddenly held in the palm of a hand like a warm jade.

The beggar was horrified, and he wanted to fight for control of Qingzhu several times, but the strength of that hand was as heavy as a rock, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't shake half a point!

Looking at Feng Baobao beside Yang Ming, the beggar knew that he had met a master, and the purple soul ring under his feet bloomed brilliantly.

The next moment, the bluestone floor under Feng Baobao's feet was suddenly pried open, and the green bamboos seemed to have sprung up like mushrooms after the rain, forming a patchwork of green bamboo subsidence!

The sharp bamboo head is flowing with a metallic color, obviously with the blessing of the beggar's soul technique, it has a sharp feeling beyond the imagination of ordinary people, once it is pierced by these green bamboos, I am afraid that the end will not be good.

However.

To the beggar's shock, the two black-robed masked men dodged in a way that was incomprehensible to him!

Yang Ming's feet are ghostly and ethereal, his body is ethereal, left and right, front and back, making people elusive, extremely unpredictable, with a black robe and a red ghost mask, almost like a ghost at night.

Needless to say, Feng Baobao relied on his seemingly innate fighting instincts, and every time he shot out of the green bamboo at his feet, he took the first step to dodge, giving people the feeling that it was like a flat boat under a storm, which seemed to be extremely dangerous, but in fact it was as stable as an old dog.

Yang Ming raised his left hand, the cyan fireworks covered his arm, there was no intention of limiting the temperature of the flames, the rain had not yet fallen, and it was evaporated into a kind white mist by the high temperature in the high air, floating in the night sky, enveloping the two of them.

The white mist obscured the figures of the two, and also blocked the view of the surrounding stares.

"Oops!"

In the next moment, the beggar's soul was in full swing, as if it was favored by a predator at the top of the food chain, and every cell in the whole body issued an instinctive warning.

The five soul rings under the beggar's feet lit up at the same time, and the 100-meter path in front of him, the bluestone floor was suddenly pried open, and the green bamboos bloomed like begonia flowers, and anyone who approached would be stabbed by the dense green bamboo.

It's just that a spiral rushed out of the cyan flame tornado, but it directly subverted the beggar's cognition!

Qinglian Earth Heart Fire seemed to feel the irritable anger in Yang Ming's heart, and the place it passed directly flooded the green bamboo on the ground, and any object that it touched was melted by the high temperature of thousands of degrees.

Behind the cyan flames, Feng Baobao's slender shadow burst out.

"Infinite!"

The palm thundered out again and again, and the thunder and lightning balls of light departed from the palm of the palm as if they didn't want money, directly covering all the beggar's vision.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

In the high-explosive grenade-like bombardment, the beggar was directly overwhelmed by the lightning ball, and all that was left was the color of thunder that shone half of the sky.

When the light dissipated, all that was left was a blackened figure struck by lightning.

When Yang Ming passed by his side, in line with the principle of waste utilization, he unceremoniously took the martial soul green bamboo in his hand as his own and hid it in the king's treasure.

Seeing that Yang Ming and the others wanted to break into the hospital by force, they knew with their toes that their target was Bishop Besca in the hospital, and immediately, the hidden sentries around them couldn't hold back anymore and appeared one after another.

The grocery store owner put his right hand on the collar, and slammed it up, revealing the uniform of the Wuhun Hall below, and said in a low voice:

"Night Stalker, Possessed!"

Black feathers grew from his armpits, which were attached to his arms, forming a strange pair of wings.

His hands were in the shape of birds' claws, his arms shook violently, and a light wind carried his body to take off, turning into vertical orange eyes, revealing a cold color, and the same five soul rings appeared in various parts of his body.

Two yellow, three purple, lit up separately, the bird's claws became longer, smeared with poison, and the green luster flowed in a glimpse, the body became lighter, and the speed suddenly increased by a line.

The beak that became longer opened slightly, and from the depths of its throat came a shriek like a banshee's howl:

"Wow!"

The originally invisible sound waves, under the rain line like the falling beads, rippled out layers of waves in an instant, and the rain puddles on the ground exploded instantly, and water columns rose into the sky.

The figures of Yang Ming and Feng Baobao were suddenly suffocated, and this strange bird cry actually shook their eardrums with great pain, and their bodies seemed to be as uncomfortable as turning over the river and the sea.

Taking advantage of the moment when the two of them were stagnant, the grocery store owner's beak hooked a cold arc, and the murderous claws tore through the sky, and the highly poisonous hook claws were about to tear the two people in front of him with a deep scar!

At this moment, Yang Ming's feet were stunned, and he turned into five sword qi!

Qinglian Sword Song!

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and each sword qi is superimposed by the nine sword qi, even if the soul king is not careful, he will be traumatized by this, not to mention that this birdman does not defend at all?

In an instant, the sword qi was very sharp, and the blood was mixed in the rain.

The black-robed figure stepped on the birdman's body, and his breath was mysterious and unpredictable.