What is it like to have every hair on your body turn into a sword?

Seeing that Yang Ming's feet were in the shadow of the ghost, and his figure was elusive, a cold arc was hooked under the mask of the head of the black water group, and the purple hair that fell on the skull-like shawl burst out with a loud sound!

At first, Yang Ming was confused by the posture of the Black Water Regiment Leader raising his fingers to attack, but he didn't expect the other party to be so insidious, the purple hair was hidden in the air, looking no different from the surrounding scenery, and then without Yang Ming noticing, it pierced into his body like a needle!

"Whew!"

A purple strand of hair pierced into Yang Ming's shoulder, piercing out directly from behind, bringing out a trace of blood.

Yang Ming's pupils contracted into pins, and before he could react, almost transparent purple hair pierced into his two thighs.

Martial soul sword hedgehog, with color-changing soul skills, can be called a yin person invisible!

"Come over to me!"

The head of the black water group coldly gave an order, and the purple hair was about to pull Yang Ming over.

Once Yang Ming falls into his hands and falls into the hands of this powerful Soul Venerable, the outcome can be imagined!

Yang Ming's expression moved, with his intelligence, he naturally knew this truth.

Qinglian Sword Song's 60-second cooldown had just passed, and Yang Ming did not hesitate and turned into sword qi again.

But this time, Yang Ming no longer slashed towards the head of the Black Water Regiment, but fled in the opposite direction!

A soul venerable above level 30 is not an existence that a soul master who is only level 15 can fight against at all.

Yang Ming's incarnated sword qi slashed the black rider in front of him, and returned home all the way to Tang San and Xiao Wu's side.

When Yang Ming was fighting with the head of the black water just now, Tang San and Xiao Wu were also not idle, in order to protect the old Jack lying on the ground, the two had to fight against the black riders from all directions, even with the strength of Tang San and Xiao Wu, it was enough to deal with it, leaving large and small scars on their bodies.

Seeing Yang Ming come back, Tang San and Xiao Wu were overjoyed at first.

It's just that when they found that Yang Ming's thighs were pierced with small holes, dense enough to make any person with dense phobia feel numb on their scalps, Tang San and Xiao Wu gasped one after another, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Yang Ming up.

Tang San even tore off the clothes on his body that had long been unformed, Tang Men was proficient in hidden weapons, and he would also have some ways to heal his wounds, Tang San used the torn strip of cloth to help Yang Ming urgently tie it up.

"Yang Ming, what's the matter, how could you be so seriously injured?"

No wonder Tang San was surprised, since he had known Yang Ming, he had never seen Yang Ming injured, let alone this time, the flesh and blood on Yang Ming's two thighs were blurred, it was really miserable!

Because of the excessive bleeding, Yang Ming's face was a little pale, he gasped slightly, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't say it, the leader of these black knights is a soul venerable, we can't beat it at all, let's run away quickly!"

Hearing this, Tang San and Xiao Wu said almost in unison:

"Soul Venerable?"

Tang San and Xiao Wu set off a storm in their hearts, looking at Yang Ming's gaze with a bit of admiration.

Yang Ming was actually able to escape from Soul Venerable's hands!

After all, Yang Ming is just a soul master!

After the shock, they heard the footsteps of the black riders behind them again, and the three of them knew that there was no time to wait, Tang San immediately set up Yang Ming, and Xiao Wu carried the unconscious old Jack on his back and fled into the distance.

"Are you all right?"

Behind the group of black riders, the head of the black water group clasped his hands in front of his chest, suddenly took off his black helmet, and his purple hair fluttered wantonly behind his head, writhing in mid-air like a nimble little snake.

His first soul skill is extension, and his second soul skill is color change.

The next moment, a purple hair stretched out wildly, passed through the black horse in front of him, and galloped towards Yang Ming and the four of them!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"

There was a sharp sound of breaking wind from the back of his head, Tang San looked back suddenly, and what caught his eye was the purple hair shot like a pear blossom needle from the rainstorm, three thousand hairs were as hard as steel needles, as many as cow hairs, making people unforgettable for life at a glance.

"Yang Ming just now, is it such a monster that you are dealing with?"

Tang San couldn't help but gasp, and every cell in his body seemed to let out a low groan as if he was trembling.

Tang San flicked his backhand, and the sleeve arrows under his sleeve robe shot out one after another.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

What made Tang San feel desperate was that the secret weapon of the Tang Sect, which he had always been proud of, was bounced away the moment it touched those purple hairs, not to mention that he didn't cut them off, and he couldn't even stop them.

How can this be fought?

The next moment, strands of hair wildly pierced into Yang Ming's four bodies.

The hair twisted like a small snake, and the four of Yang Ming were like spicy strings, being held high by the hair entanglement, of course, the taste was not comfortable, and they had to endure the needle pricking sensation of the hair in the body all the time.

"Run, you run away to show me!"

In the respectful and awe-inspiring gazes of the black knights, Shi Shiran, the head of the black water regiment, stepped forward.

"Damn it!"

Yang Ming hated in his heart, he had already known that the other party had a soul venerable in charge, so he kept the soul technique flame demon body, even if he couldn't kill the other party, he wouldn't end up in such a field.

The head of the black water group glanced at Yang Ming and the four of them, and when he landed on Xiao Wu, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This kind of look is understood by any man.

"Tut-tut, I didn't expect this operation to be unexpected."

The head of the black water raised Xiao Wu's chin with one finger, and his mouth was amazed.

"At a young age, I already have the prototype of a beauty, and I will definitely be beautiful when I grow up, I don't know what kind of expression I will show if I play badly?"

Hearing this, Yang Ming and Tang San's faces changed!

"Stop!"

Yang Ming's pupils were bloodshot, and he said angrily:

"You're going to target me, don't do it to my partner!"

"Young man." The head of the Black Water Regiment rolled his eyes, looked at Yang Ming with pity, and said coldly, "You don't seem to have figured out the situation yet, right?" ”

Purple hair wrapped around Yang Ming, lowering him from the air.

The head of the black water stepped on Yang Ming's side face, stepped his head on the sand of the mud pit, stared at him condescendingly, and sneered:

"Now, you are my captive, what are you going to negotiate terms with me?"

As he spoke, the purple hair also put Xiao Wu down.

The head of the black water raised Xiao Wu's chin and smiled gloomily:

"I've got a funny idea, I'm going to spoil this doll in front of you two, it's going to be fun!"

Seeing that the head of the black water stretched out his salty pig hand, he was about to tear off Xiao Wu's clothes.

Yang Ming, who was trampled under the feet of the Soul Venerable, gritted his teeth, his teeth gurgled, the bite muscles protruded, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the voice came out from between his teeth:

"I will never allow you to hurt Xiao Wu!"

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