Although the barbarian couldn't see the ghost, he learned the ability to perceive the yin soul from Li Feng, at this time, the yin wind around him was gusting and could not be surrounded, and the talisman on his neck was a little hot, knowing that there must be something wrong with the cold wind blowing just now, and there was something invisible trying to attack him.

The three gray-clothed men surrounding the barbarian didn't know what was going on, they became very durable, and it seemed that the toughness of their muscles and bones had increased a lot, and many times hitting them was almost ineffective.

Two gray-clothed men had obviously been smashed off their elbows or shoulders by the brute, and they took the injured arm back with their other hand at will, and continued to besiege the brute, as if the wound was not on them, and they felt no pain at all.

The barbarian had no problem with the three gray-clothed men for a while.

But the evil cultivator couldn't be happy, the ghost manipulated the corpses of ten gray-clothed people, and in the blink of an eye, four were destroyed by Li Feng, three were besieging the barbarians, and three were actually fighting with a delicate little girl, and they couldn't take it.

There are also four fierce ghosts who went to fight the barbarians, but they just circled around the target, and they didn't mean to pounce on it at all.

Just now, when Li Feng was about to help Daoist Yi and others destroy the three gray-clothed people, Zhou Jiaxin asked Li Feng's opinion, she wanted to test her ability.

Li Feng nodded in agreement, he felt that it was good to let Zhou Jiaxin exercise in real combat, the opportunity to have these gray-clothed people controlled by powerful ghosts as opponents was really rare, and there was nothing wrong with himself sweeping the formation on the side.

So, Zhou Jiaxin went out alone, holding a long stick and fighting with three gray-clothed men.

Compared with the barbarian, there is still a gap in physical fitness and skill, and she can't be as hard and unstoppable as the barbarian, but the gossip stick of the Hong family Golang makes it like a dragon and a tiger.

Under the siege of the three gray-clothed men, the long stick in her hand became extremely dexterous and varied, ringing, pointing, shooting, cutting, pumping, picking, plucking, and bullet...... Single-headed sticks and double-headed sticks have won the essence of this stick method, and they still advance and retreat in the encirclement of the three enemies, and they are at ease, without showing any defeat.

Although the three gray-clothed men possessed by powerful ghosts had rough skin and thick flesh and great strength, they couldn't get close to Zhou Jiaxin's body, and they were so anxious that they screamed, and there was even a grumpy ghost who launched a temper to slap his head, and broke the neck that had just been held up again, and his head hung crookedly on his shoulder, looking very funny.

Wulang gossip stick is said to be the Yang family general in the Yang Wulang cut hair after the monk, because the Buddhists are not suitable to use the sword, so the family handbook of the battlefield evolved into the famous 64 points of the stick, this stick method conforms to the number of internal and external gossip 8864, so it is also known as the Wulang gossip stick.

Zhou Jiaxin's main difference is that he is inexperienced in the real enemy, and his movements are a little green.

"Okay, good, it's really a heroine among women, and women don't let their eyebrows." Yi Daoshi and others are all knowledgeable people, and they are very praised for Zhou Jiaxin, a beautiful girl, who can have such skills.

Xiaoyun kept cheering, and Zhou Jiaxin's heroic posture made her eager to try, and she always wanted to go out and fight. But she also knows how many pounds and taels she has, just thinking about it, didn't she see the speed and power of their fight? What ordinary people can afford!

Seeing that the evil cultivator continued to fight like this, it was only a matter of time before the gray-clothed man was defeated, he snorted coldly, communicated the Nine Cats Dirty Blood Array, and quickly recited a spell, and the surrounding fog rushed over like a torrent.

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Somewhere in the distance, deep in the mountains.

The goatee priest sat cross-legged on a stone and watched a middle-aged man sweat digging with a handful of manuscripts in his hands.

There was also a large pile of wet yellow mud nearby, and I don't know where it was dug up, and the goat-bearded Taoist ginseng had some gray-black powder into it.

Zeng Jinbin's breathing was inaudible, lying on the broken bed beside him like a dead man.

Glancing back at Zeng Jinbin, the goatee beard Taoist showed a look of madness in his eyes.

"This is the will of heaven, if it wasn't for the evacuation yesterday, who would have thought that there would be such a secret and superb gathering place here." The goatee Taoist sneered in a low voice: "With my Gathering Array, Corpse Refining Method, and Immortal Skill, not only will you not die, but your cultivation will be a thousand miles a day, and when your divine skills are completed, your mana and physical strength and recovery ability will far exceed ordinary people." When the time comes, you and I will join forces with our master and apprentice, and we will do whatever we want, and who will we be afraid of? ”

"Dao Chief, the pit has been dug." The middle-aged man didn't know what was going on, as if he had used his inexhaustible strength, he quickly dug a rectangular hole, but his face was full of abnormal flushes.

"Go, stick that yellow mud in there, pay attention to the size." The goatee said in a cold tone, and threw a tape measure to the middle-aged man.

Goatee has very strict requirements for him to dig this pit, the orientation, depth, head and tail size, bottom width and surface width and so on have detailed regulations, the difference is required to be within a bright centimeter, such a high demand for the pit, directly digging on the mountain can not be dug out, the soil will be scattered, will collapse. You can only dig a slightly larger one first, and then paste it on the surface with wet yellow mud and pat it flat.

The middle-aged man obediently jumped down the mud pit with a clump of wet yellow mud, and slapped the yellow mud on the four walls of the mud pit one by one.

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Lost dog in the abyss

The gray mist that had been driven away by the evil cultivators poured back, and the visibility fell to within three or four steps again.

The evil cultivator, who was in the faint mist of blood, recited the incantation again, and at the same time took out a packet of black-red medicinal powder and scattered it into the air.

When the powder encountered the gray mist, it immediately turned into thick black smoke, and the black smoke mixed with the gray mist spread rapidly.

"I'll see how you use water." The evil cultivator said hatefully.

Then he spit out a mouthful of thick bloody mist, and carried the evil claws to slash through the blood mist, absorbing the evil and toxins of the blood mist, and condensed into a blood-colored aura more than two inches long on the tips of the nails of the ten fingers, and the aura shortened and elongated slightly with his breathing, which was very weird.

After the gray fog came, Li Feng asked Zhou Jiaxin if he needed his help, Zhou Jiaxin was fighting with gossip sticks, and he didn't feel hard in the gray fog, so he decided to continue to use the gray man as a human stake brush.

Li Feng didn't force her, actual combat is the best way to practice martial arts.

Although the barbarian's side was unable to resolve the battle in a short time, with his strength, as long as there were no accidents, there would be no danger at all.

Suddenly, he looked in the direction of the original evil cultivator in a little surprise, and there was a faint black smoke spreading out there, mixed with a thick poisonous fire and dry air.