Chapter 153: The Head of the Soul

The number of needles that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye is staggering, and there is no possibility of taking them by hand.

And the four angles sealed all the paths that Qin Ye and Ye Xiu dodged with.

Ye Jian showed a smug look in his eyes: "This Zimu shuttle, I haven't been willing to use it for so many years, if it weren't for the reward of Xuanjin Iron, how could you have the opportunity to see its power!" Three hundred stitches, twelve stitches, thousands of stitches in one umbrella, I'll see what you dodge, and die obediently! ”

Ye Jian glared at Qin Lianhua and said viciously: "When the two of them are solved, I will use my meteor hammer to hammer your face!" ”

Qin Lianhua smiled instead of being angry: "Friend, I admit that I am better than you, to be precise, I am much better, but don't be blinded by jealousy, you also have many advantages that I don't have, such as..."

Qin Lianhua thought for a moment: "For example, you look more like a hammer than me, I'm not targeting you, and the few people you brought with you also look like insoles." ”

Qin Lianhua said, put away the heavy sword, and sighed: "Moreover, let me tell you one thing, there is no weapon in the world that can hurt him, but his martial soul is the head of the soul." ”

At the same time, the dense needles that came like rain had already poured in front of Ye Xiu and Qin Ye.

Qin Ye's eyes moved, his left hand took Ye Xiu into his arms, his right hand stretched out, and his ink-colored long sleeves were raised.

Ye Xiu instantly felt that his head was pressed to a warm place, and his whole person shook in a circle.

And before everyone in the audience could see what was going on, countless thin needles disappeared along with the mother body of the mother and the mother.

Qin Ye, who was unharmed, let go of his left hand holding Ye Xiu, and stretched out his right hand lightly, with his palm facing down.

As soon as he let go, eleven sub-mother shuttles, returned to their original state, clanged, and fell to the ground one by one.

Even thousands of needles were inserted back into the bore of the female shuttle, as if they had never been used.

Qin Ye said lightly: "It seems that I have to teach you how to use it." ”

After speaking, he grabbed the last shuttle with two fingers, withdrew his fingers in front of him, and flung forward.

The thin needle brought up wave marks, like a circle of water ripples, and at a very weird and tricky angle, Ye Jian and the other four people were all stabbed into the ring.

Ye Xiu looked at the Zimu shuttle that fell to the ground, picked it up and looked at it, extremely surprised.

The production process of this small shuttle is extremely complicated, and it is a one-time hidden weapon, which has been scrapped after being emptied.

Just now, these sub-mother shuttles had obviously been beaten, how did Qin Ye get them back?

Ye Xiu raised his head, looked at Qin Ye, and showed a wicked smile: "I heard your heartbeat just now, knock knock, like beating gongs and drums, tsk, admit it, you have fallen in the arms of my son." ”

Qin Ye's eyes aside: "I'm just afraid that you will die, and the sword ghost seniors will trouble me." ”

As he spoke, Qin Ye looked sideways at Ye Kui: "Do you need me to make a move?" ”

Ye Kui had long been stunned by Qin Ye's ghostly and fairy-like technique, and he took the shuttle empty-handed, and he took twelve of them one after another.

This man is terrible!

Without saying a word, he waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no." ”

After saying that, he threw the axe to the ground and jumped out of the ring.

In the blink of an eye, there were only Qin Lianhua, Qin Ye and Ye Xiu left in the ring.

Qin Lianhua walked in front of Ye Xiu silently, bent down, and picked up the Zimu shuttle on the ground one by one: "Don't waste it, you can get thousands of taels of silver for a handful." ”

Ye Xiu was speechless for a moment: "Xiaohua, are you infected by Xuan Qingzi?" ”