"Don't be complacent, with your body, you can't control the aura of Yin Jade at all, and you yourself will be crushed!" The Tibetan mage frantically pumped his hand and let out a series of rapid exclamations, but there seemed to be a huge suction force in Zhang Mazi's chest, which fixed his fist there, and no matter how hard he tried, he could never break free.

Zhang Mazi smiled, a gloomy old face was filled with a cheerful and wanton sneer, "Even if you are broken, what does it matter?" You have been fighting with me for so many years, and today you must find a result, which can pull you on the road together, and you will not be lonely under the Yellow Spring! ”

"Stop...... Stop, you madman, madman! Hearing this, the Tibetan Venerable Master was completely panicked, and he roared loudly, his voice was filled with deep sorrow and helplessness, "Let me go!" ”

"Released you?" Zhang Mazi let out a low sneer, shook his head and said, "I knew today, why bother in the first place, I said a long time ago, even if I die, I will take you, a traitor, to hell!" ”

After speaking, Zhang Mazi split the cigarette stick in his hand horizontally, and the blood in his hand flickered, forming a thick blood scab, and the cigarette stick fell, bringing out an afterimage in the air.

With this blow, you can easily smash the Tibetan Master's Heavenly Spirit Cover!

I seemed to have read the joy of victory, but just as the first second when the blood was about to hit the head of the Tibetan master, in the darkness, there was a sudden sharp roar that broke through the air, and a black knife pierced through the air, turning into a straight streamlined pillar of light, impartial, and straight into the back of Zhang Mazi's hand.

Poof!

Zhang Mazi's arm trembled, he couldn't hold the cigarette stick, and smashed it down with a bang, but at the same time, the Tibetan mage let out a fierce smile from his mouth, retracted his fist violently, clenched it again, and then smashed it on Zhang Mazi's chest.

"Ah......" Zhang Mazi spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his bones exploded, he was smashed by this punch and flew five or six meters, his back fell straight to the ground, a large amount of blood oozed from his mouth and nose, he raised his head with difficulty, stared at the direction of the flying knife in the dark, and shouted hoarsely, "Who is it?" ”

"Hehe, old thing, your time of death has come!" In the darkness, there was a grim smile, followed by a sound of footsteps, and when I looked up in surprise, a familiar voice came slowly in my sight.

Gourmet!

I glared in my eyes, stared at the figure viciously, and said, "Bastard, you're there too!" ”

The glutton slowly walked out of the darkness, looked at me expressionlessly, and then fixed his gaze on Zhang Mazi, who was gray-faced, and said with a smile, "Old thing, I didn't expect you to be so able to carry it, even the Tibetan mage almost couldn't take you!" ”

Zhang Mazi's seven orifices burst red, and he fell down weakly, but in his mouth, there was a burst of bitter laughter, "One move is missing, I have nothing to say!" ”

"Then you go to die!" The Tibetan mage burst out with a roar, suddenly jumped up, and a gray yin qi gushed out of his hand, which instantly covered Zhang Mazi's body, Zhang Mazi screamed miserably, his pupils suddenly dilated, his eyes were about to split, and he glared angrily at the Tibetan mage with an evil smile on his face, and said in a cruel voice,

"Even if you become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"I'm afraid you don't have a chance to become a ghost!" The Tibetan master laughed loudly, his smile was full of indescribable viciousness and hideousness, and he actually raised his voice and quickly recited a mantra, Zhang Mazi's cracked pupils instantly lost color, his head tilted, and he fell weakly.

When he fell to the ground, I read a deep unwillingness in his eyes.

Zhang Mazi...... He's actually dead?

My heart, as if it had been hollowed out, looked blankly at Zhang Mazi who was lying on the ground, breathless, sour in my nose, and tears of grief and indignation flowed down my cheeks and chin like beads of broken threads.

"This old stubbornness is really powerful, but unfortunately, it can't be used by Mormon!" Looking at the fallen Zhang Mazi, the glutton sneered very regretfully, and then walked quickly towards Zhang Mazi, as if he wanted to search for something on him.

Seeing this, I erupted into a roar of grief and indignation, "Stop, don't touch his corpse!" ”

The gluttony stretched out half of his hand and froze for a moment, turned his head silently, stared at me coldly and said, "I actually forgot, and you!" ”

I struggled to stand up with the barrel, and shouted with red eyes, "You beast, move Zhang Mazi unless you step on my corpse." ”

"Hey, then do what you want!" The glutton turned around and glanced at the Tibetan master who was adjusting his qi, and the latter immediately walked up to me and said, "Your life is very great, but unfortunately you are still destined to die at my hands in the end. ”

"Old beast, I will not let you go!" The grief and indignation in my heart are indescribable, and I glared fiercely at the hateful face of the other party, and the murderous intent in my heart boiled like a fire, enough to burn the entire sky.

"You're like this, what are you talking about?"

The glutton roared sharply, "Master, kill this bastard boy quickly, this kid has ruined my good deeds more than once, and he is also a disciple that Zhang Mazi has cultivated with all his might, if you don't kill him today, it will inevitably become a big trouble in the future!" ”

"You don't need to say it, he has to die!" The Tibetan mage's eyes showed vicious cruelty, and he suddenly grabbed me.

My chest was clogged, and I couldn't succeed in trying to lift my breath several times, and I sensed the coldness that erupted in the other party's eyes, and instinctively wanted to dodge, but the Tibetan mage's movements were faster than I expected, and before I could make any dodge moves, his cold palm was already firmly attached to my forehead, and a cold cold air surged and shook my brain.

The moment the cold air seeped into my body, my whole body stiffened and I couldn't move, and there was a fierce roar of the Tibetan mage in my ears.

"Killing my disciple should be punished for his crime, boy, if it weren't for keeping you and putting a trap on the cloth surnamed Zhang, do you think you can still live until now?"

After speaking, the cold air flow came from the palm of my hand, along the top of my head and into my limbs, and my whole body became more and more cold, like a frozen wood carving, and my hands and feet were numb and could not move.

The air was frantically pounding my body, trying to shock me to death in one fell swoop, I couldn't move, I could run, the pain all over my body made me suffocate and fall into madness, and now it was almost a mortal situation, but in the depths of my soul, there was a roar full of unwillingness and hatred,

"I can't die, this blood revenge is not avenged, I must not die here, ah......"

My eyes were red, and a scorching air flow diffused from my lower abdomen, and soon I sensed the power of the Dragon Spirit Gu, which erupted like a cathartic flood and flowed through my limbs, and the previous feeling of stiffness and numbness vanished, replaced by a bloodthirsty urge and murderous intent.

I want revenge!

"Ah......h

I roared violently, broke free from the grip of the Tibetan mage, concentrated all the power I had borrowed from the Dragon Spirit Gu in my hand, and then smashed it out with one punch, straight into the opponent's heart!