Although I know a lot of local dialects in Miaojiang, but I don't understand the languages of Southeast Asia, the two head descenders confronted each other from a distance, and after a few words in their mouths, I saw that the other party's head descender had an angry look on his face, and he stared at Azanji with extremely cruel eyes.

Azangi's face also sank, and he grabbed Yuye's skull in his hand, looking ready to strike at any moment.

Although I don't understand what they are talking about, it must have collapsed!

At this time, Zhao Yingjun showed a wicked smile on his face, "The scene of the duel between the two mages must be very exciting, but unfortunately I am not interested in watching it, the surname Ye, you can stay and enjoy it, Azam Buming is a first-class black-clothed Azan in Myanmar, I am waiting to collect your body!" ”

He viciously threw down this sentence, carried Liu Mei and turned around and left.

I shouted, "Stop, leave the people behind!" After saying that, I rushed towards him, but before I could take two steps, a large number of worms suddenly sounded above my head, and then dozens of black beetles pounced on me at the same time, with a strong fishy wind.

"Come back!" Azanji shouted hurriedly, at this time he couldn't help me at all, because the action had been firmly locked by the other party, I ran halfway, and suddenly felt a tingling on my scalp, and a lot of bugs had covered the top of my head!

I had no choice but to stop, slammed my body down, took out a handful of scorpion Gu powder, and raised my hand to scatter it into the sky.

The Gu powder formed a fog in the air, and it was blown by the cold wind and spread rapidly, so the beetles that came into contact with the Gu powder all broke out with a "zizi" sound, and suddenly a white mist appeared, as if it had been burned by the flames, and it fell at a rapid speed.

Azanbuming let out a "huh", his gray eyes were full of surprise, he glanced at me lightly, suddenly showed a cruel smile, and said in extremely stiff Chinese, "Gu ...... Division! ”

I stood up with a cold face, at this time Zhao Yingjun had already run away, and I couldn't catch up at all, so I had to shift my angry gaze to Azanbumin, "Why do you want to help him hurt people?" ”

Azanbu's face sank like water, and he didn't know if he understood, he looked at me, and then at Azanji, and squeezed out a stiff Mandarin, "Zhao Gongzi is my gold master, no one wants to touch him." ”

I said coldly, "Then it's not negotiable?" Okay, I'll kill you first, and then I'll find him! ”

Liu Mei was taken away in front of me, I was already so angry that I had completely lost my mind, and I threw myself at Azanbumin when the words landed, Azanji opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but when he saw me so reckless, he did it, so he had to sink his face and catch up.

Azambumin smiled, and he pointed at me and said, "You still ...... Not qualified. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the human bone magic weapon suddenly lit up, but at that moment, I quickly stiffened, and the steps rushing forward suddenly stopped, and my back seemed to be pressed with a layer of ice, freezing all over my body, and even the breath I exhaled was about to freeze.

Fortunately, Azanji followed behind me, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he quickly slapped me on the door, and his mouth was quickly chanting something, and I felt that my body suddenly lightened, as if the pressure had subsided, and at the same time, my wrist had been clasped by Azanji, and he pulled me back.

I staggered back, and when I looked up, I saw Azanji clutching a cloud of black mist in his left hand, struggling and struggling in the palm of his hand, slowly dissipating with the sound of Azanji's rapid mantra.

Soul control!

There was a huge shock in my heart, the method of the head descending master to play with the yin spirit is indeed very clever, I almost fell to the Tao just now, and then I realized that this Azambu Ming is really not simple, with him guarding here, I can't rush over at all.

If you want to catch up with Zhao Yingjun, you must first find a way to knock Azanbumin down, and it seems that you can only rely on Azanji to come forward.

The corners of Azanbumin's mouth lifted and slowly stepped back.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly blew in the sky, and a dazzling electric light flashed overhead, and in an instant, there were actually raindrops falling down, and I was shocked in my heart, could it be that this rain was also attracted by Azambumin?

No matter how hard I think about it, I don't think it's possible, no matter how powerful the head descender is, it is impossible to change the climate, and he is not a mythical character.

Sure enough, Azambumin also stopped, and looked up at the sky in surprise, his gaze only stayed on the sky for a moment, and then he tilted the corners of his mouth, and then cast his gaze straight at us.

I breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that I was thinking too much, and this heavy rain could not be the result of his actions.

The dense raindrops hit the ground, raising a puff of yellow sand, which was quickly extinguished by the ensuing torrential rain, and the air became dull, and the two stared at each other in the heavy rain and wind, and I could already feel the tension in the air.

Azanji was also about to make a move, but he gently raised Yuye's skull, and the sound of him reciting incantations could be heard from time to time in the torrential rain.

Azambumin was smiling, and he suddenly made a startling move, clenched his right hand into a fist, and slammed it into his heart, each blow was heavy, and there was a muffled sound of drums.

Seeing him act almost self-harming, I suddenly showed a very puzzled look, what is this guy going to do, why is he still self-harming at the moment of the enemy?

My intuition told me that things would not be so simple, and sure enough, Azanbu ** hit his chest seven or eight times, and did not stop until he vomited blood in his mouth, and then he raised a sinister smile, reached out and wiped a handful of blood on his mouth, and slowly raised his blood-stained hands flat.

The old fellow spread his fingers and raised them high above his head, and his mouth was full of words, but the wind was blowing more violently, and he suddenly put his hand down again, aiming at Azanji beside me, his fingers slowly bent, but the sound of the mantra in his mouth became more and more rapid, and even the sound of the rainstorm from the sky could not be concealed.

Azangi stood motionless in the heavy rain, his hands clasped around the head of Yuya, and slowly he closed his eyes and began to recite mantras.

The two of them kept chanting incantations in the wind and rain, and soon I sensed a strange black mist floating from the skull of Yuye in Azanji's hand, as if a very hazy grimace was covering it.

I don't know when the wind blew harder, Azanji stood downwind, and for some reason the wind condensed, mixed with pouring raindrops, and began to approach him frantically.

The wind was like a knife, and the rain was like a sword, all of them were manipulated by the opponent's Yin Law, and they flew and rolled up in the air, surging towards Azanji like a stormy wave!

My expression was shocked, what kind of spell is this, even using the weather?

This seems incredible to me!

Azanji's lips also trembled, and he stopped chanting and exclaimed in a low voice, "Blood curse? ”

I hurriedly asked, "What is a blood curse?" ”

Azanji closed his eyes and concentrated on casting the spell, ignoring me at all, obviously the strength of the opponent greatly exceeded Azanji's psychological expectations, and his face was extremely solemn.

I was about to speak, when I was suddenly blown away by a cold wind, and I stepped back in shock, looking worriedly at Azangi's back, his gray coat fluttering in the wind, and the rain wet his hair, clinging to his forehead.