"Before there is conclusive evidence," Song Bu took half a step forward and blocked in front of Ye Yan. "It's a dangerous thing to mess around!"

"Stop quibbling, murderer!" Someone followed and coaxed, and seeing that many people were supporting him, the shrunken man also puffed up his chest, and even snorted disdainfully.

The voice of opposition suddenly rose up, and many people followed the trend and began to target and clamor meaninglessly and unfoundedly.

"But I'm still weird, guys." Song Bu fell and didn't care about the sudden anger of the crowd, he touched his chin in contemplation. "Everyone should feel the chill sent out by Brother Yan, right?"

"That's nature!" More people began to "verbally criticize", and there has been an eternal saying since ancient times: It's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

"So if Brother Yan made a move, why would he feel it? The distance between the two is obviously so far, and the person is not on the way to attack? Song Buyu pointed to the identified person with one hand and the dead man who was standing stiffly with the other.

Everyone looked at his hand, indeed, the person was directly behind Ye Yan, the two were about five or six meters apart, and the man who pointed to him was about five or six meters away from the left side of Ye Yan, which means that once Ye Yan secretly attacked the throat of the male duck, then the qi wave set off by the two qi of yin and yang would not spread so far at all.

He ...... Naturally, he wouldn't attack him so dignified and grandiose! He...... He's coming around the bend, coming around the bend! The testifier was visibly overwhelmed, and he amplified his voice to make it sound less cringe.

"Ah, that's it," Song Buyu said thoughtfully. "Then since it can affect you, it means that the people around you and the people in the attack path should be able to feel it, right? So those who feel it, please stand up, I also want to see what kind of 'curve' my brother's attack presents? ”

The man looked around in a panic and asked for help, the people who were all in the excitement just now were all born in peace, people only felt the temperature drop, and did not feel the aftermath of Ye Yan's attack, and no one was really idle, deliberately making enemies of a person who was strong and unspeakable.

Seeing the silence of the people around him, the person who pointed out seemed to feel that his pale lie was about to be exposed, and immediately panicked. Like a dog jumping off a wall, he shouted, "They...... Naturally, they don't feel it! Be...... It's positioning, positioning attacks! ”

As soon as the words came out, his heart settled, and he felt that the explanation he came up with in a hurry was quite reasonable, and he was really a genius!

"Positioning attack...... Song Buyu was like a cat who had had enough of playing with mice, put away the scene just now, and his expression became serious. You're also a cultivator, so you should know the characteristics of 'positioning attacks', right? Silent, silent, without warning, if Brother Yan really used such a method, did he tell you his intentions before the attack? If you really claim to have noticed something unusual, then why are so many people in the four or five realms who are present indifferent? You're belittling

Others, or are they exalting themselves?! ”

"Makes sense!" Everyone sighed, at this time, the person who pointed out was already isolated and helpless, and the whole situation was all in Song Buyu's few words, and he fell to their side!

When he looked at him again, Yun Fei's eyes also changed a little, he never thought that Song Buyu would be such a person, he thought he was narrow-minded and jealous, but he didn't notice that he not only had a good cultivation, but also had the nature of "a gentleman who doesn't use his mouth"!

Or was the time he "killed" himself a strategy at all? Did he really come up with such an extreme method for the safety of the Song family? Yunfei even thought so.

Moreover, he still thought about it, and sure enough, the person who said that Ye Yan "appreciated and liked" was by no means an ordinary man!

Song Buyu owed his body elegantly and retreated, this person has liked the art of war and strategy since he was a child, and he understands very well that "soldiers who surrender without a fight" is the best policy of soldiers, and sure enough, they don't need to make a move at all, everyone complied with Song Buyu's meaning, and began to crowd out the person who was untrustworthy.

Ye Yan raised his face and looked at him without blinking, that kind of serious look made Yun Fei suddenly feel a trace of sadness rise inexplicably in his heart. After a while, he asked with a straight face:

"When we get to a spacious place, can I still beat him up?"

"Brother Yan!" Song Buyu smiled helplessly.

"But what is the cause of this man's death?" Pushing the troublemaker out of the place, someone asked again. This is a fact that everyone has gradually woken up from Song Buyu's words: although Ye Yan's responsibility has been cleared, they are not safe, and the death of the male duck's throat is an indisputable fact.

"If I were you, I'd stay away from that person." Wen Ren also suddenly spoke, startling Yun Fei beside him. "If it is injured by the two qi of yin and yang, without any defense, the wound will definitely be penetrated - from the forehead to the back of the head, but the face of that person is destroyed, but the back of the head is intact, which means that the attack is not the person's divine power, but the ...... Something had entered through the wound and had burrowed into his body. ”

As soon as the words fell, a few timid people were so frightened that they screamed, and the people around the deceased quickly scattered and fled to the sides of the cave wall.

The male duck's voice still maintains the expression he had before his death, as if he was happily talking and laughing with someone. He stood stiff, motionless.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch the surrounding mountains, because if there were such attacking creatures, it would most likely be approaching humans along the cave walls, waiting for an opportunity to attack." Wen Ren also walked back slowly, gently pressing his hand on the arm and torso of the male duck's throat, as if scanning his internal organs.

"Yikes!" Those who were next to the cave walls fled in search of the safest spot.

Wen Ren still groped lightly, and then his thumb lightly touched the mustard ring, grabbed the jasper knife that fell out of it, and stabbed the man's abdomen with a "brush" sound.

Everyone's eyes widened, but unexpectedly, there was nothing in the body

There was bleeding, but there was a sticky black liquid that spread down the blood groove on the knife, little by little.

"It's ...... What is it? "Some people feel disgusted because they smell something similar to a corpse after it has decomposed.

"Cockroaches." Wen Ren also carefully pulled out the knife, blessed it with divine power on the tip of the knife, and "dragged" the creature in the throat of the male duck out. "The spirit animal cockroach, a notorious bug, the larvae of which burrows through the ears of humans or animals to feed on blood and brains, is also called an 'earworm'; "It will break through the flesh through the chela on the tail and burrow into the body of the organism to swallow the internal organs."

With a "boom", the duck that stood stiffly fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Hearing the man, he also threw the insect to the ground, and inadvertently, only heard a "hulala" sound, and suddenly crawled down from the cave wall around and above his head, and more than a dozen black insects of the same size came, heading towards his dead companions, and everyone blocked their ears with palpitations, and watched them gather together and eat the dead black worm.

"Good...... It's disgusting......" Some female cultivators covered their mouths and almost threw up, while others simply turned around and ran out of the cave.

"This hasn't come to the killing array yet...... Looking at their backs, Wen Ren smiled a little distractedly, but immediately, he came over again, and looked inward along the thief hole with a deep expression.

"However, since these spirit beasts dare to be so active, maybe they can...... It's almost there......"

In fact, Wen Renhuan's premonition was quite accurate, and the killing array in his mouth was less than a hundred meters away from them.

The white-skinned boy who walked in first was surnamed Yan, his name must be believed, from the Northern Underworld, as a wolf in the north, he has courage and perseverance beyond ordinary people, and similarly, he is extremely talented, and he has the confidence that he will succeed in the inheritance of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

But lately, he's been in a lot of trouble. Although this inexplicable killing array is also a shocking trouble, he is not referring to this one: his surname is Yan, and his name must be believed, this is because his parents hope that he can be a frank and unrestrained person, handle things, and break into the cultivation world with integrity, from childhood to adulthood, he cherishes this name as if he cherished his own reputation, lest his words and deeds tarnish it, or it is not worthy of his name.

But this time when he came to the tomb of the Demon Emperor, he met an unruly "fake Taoist", like the bull's nose of the ordinary Shinto, he saw himself, so he pulled his hand up, and pulled it with his fingers in the palm of his hand, saying what "fortune telling". Yan must believe that he is from a family of cultivators, although the Yan family is not as good as the official of the Northern Underworld, but it is also a first-class existence, so he naturally will not believe in the fallacies and heresies of this ghost Taoist.

But just as he shook off his hand and was about to leave, the bull's nose with slender smiling eyes actually smiled slightly and read a sentence:

"Keep ...... Talk"

Yan Bixin was stunned all of a sudden! This Taoist priest knows him! Although it is not inconceivable to recognize the young master of the Yan family, but

At that time, this white-skinned young man had a subtle feeling: this Taoist priest was quite unusual, and he would even sympathize with him and be related to his fate!

"You...... Who are you? He asked, half surprised.

The man smiled slightly, and said three words to him mysteriously:

"It will be fruitful."

What a mysterious proverb came out of the mouth of that Taoist priest! Words must be believed, deeds must be fruitful, it is like a specially tailored counsel for him, echoing his name, his identity. Words must be believed and deeds must be fruitful, these simple six words must be his code of conduct that will never change in the future!

However, what he didn't expect was that this mysterious dead bull's nose was really fucking called:

"Xing Biguo!"

(End of chapter)