The gentlemen in the Dusheng Sect all got up and cast spells, and Mr. Tan slowly tore the black talisman in his hand, and then took out a blade and slashed at the veins of his left and right hands.

When I saw this scene, I basically concluded that the kid was going to die.

There are thousands of Taoist spells, but the spells that really need to be opened to activate are ruthless nine times out of ten.

"While you won't kill us, we can't just fool us around." Mr. Tan shook his head: "Ghost master, please." ”

After saying this, Mr. Tan's body swayed in place for a moment, and disappeared from our sight in an instant.

"Holy shit! Stealth?! Zhao Xiaosan exclaimed.

"It shouldn't be" Zhao Qingluan's expression was very solemn, pointing to the yellow mud in the field and saying, "He just ran too fast and we couldn't see him"

Hearing this, we looked in the direction pointed by Zhao Qingluan, only to see that the mud floor was covered with messy footprints.

These footprints were all stepped on by people wearing shoes, and they were three or four centimeters deep.

If it is really as Zhao Qingluan said, then these footprints should be Mr. Tan's footprints.

"This is not supposed to be so awesome," I muttered, "What kind of trick is this grandson doing?"

Before I could come up with a reason, I heard a muffled bang, and Fang Shiliang's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, smashing into the bushes next to him.

Then, the "glass man" with a green rope around his neck also rushed towards Fang Shiliang at this time.

Before Fang Shiliang could get up, this injustice raised his leg and kicked Fang Shiliang's temple.

When he was kicked by this injustice, Fang Shiliang flew again.

"Go!" Qin Yong waved his hand violently.

At the moment when he shouted this word, the black mist that was still hovering in place and could not keep up with Shi Liang suddenly gathered, and the color became more and more black and pure.

We felt this black mist flickering for a moment, and then it turned into a black shadow and flew straight to the location where Fang Shiliang landed.

And the green mist that Song Wuqi and Chen Mo made out, the color was also like the black mist, which quickly darkened, and then spread, slowly following behind the black mist, surrounding Fang Shiliang.

"!!"

Qin Yong, Chen Mo, Song Wuji, these three gentlemen shouted such a word in unison.

In an instant, the black mist and green mist rushed towards Fang Shiliang's face.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all these mist drilled into Fang Shiliang's nose, that kind of scene was not ordinary spectacular.

"legs! You're really killing me?!! ”

Fang Shiliang scolded and got up, still holding the unextinguished cigarette in his mouth, and when he spoke, his nose was emitting black and green gas, just like he smoked these fogs.

"They use killing spells, not ordinary fighting spells." I looked at the mist that came out of Fang Shiliang's nose, and explained to Zhao Qingluan and them in a low voice: "Ordinary gentlemen's fighting methods, either they send wrongs to rush at the enemy's body, or they rely on yin and yang qi to harm people, as for corpse qi and resentment, these things are still rare, and what they use now is not close to these." ”

"Fang Shiliang is not an ordinary gentleman, he can live with the injustices all over the mountains, so he is naturally not afraid of the injustices, so they will let the transparent injustices and Fang Shiliang work hard."

"What's that fog?" Zhao Qingluan asked me.

I shook my head: "If you distinguish from the color, nine times out of ten, the green one is yin, and the black one should be corpse qi, but didn't Fang Shiliang say it, it's evil qi." ”

"Evil?" Zhao Qingluan was stunned.

"I haven't touched this kind of thing, but I've heard the blind boss say that it is a rare thing, and its nature is similar to yin and yang, but this gas is refined from the body of the wronged." I frowned and said, "It's something that's specifically designed to hurt people." ”

"Artificial?" Zhao Qingluan asked curiously.

"Yes." I nodded: "Most of the evil qi recorded in ancient books refers to the qi carried by the unjust body, or the yin qi or the resentment or the corpse qi, which can be called the evil qi, but the evil qi I am talking about is a separate kind. ”

"Do you know what to do with this kind of thing?" Zhao Xiaosan asked casually.

"It will take at least three minutes to get it done, and in this time period, I estimate that these evil spirits will be killed dozens of times." I smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not as good as them in this regard, I usually only learn things to deal with injustice, and I rarely learn things to deal with people."

"There is a specialization in the art industry, no wonder you." Shen Han said in a low voice, as if to comfort me: "Besides, if you are asked to learn those harmful things, you will not learn them." ”

"That's right." I sighed.

By the time he finished saying this, Song Wuqi and the others had already looked at each other, and there was an unconcealable sense of frustration in their eyes.

"We've been refining these things for three and a half years, and this time we smashed them all into it and didn't kill you, so it's a big loss." Song Wuzhi looked at Fang Shiliang, who was sitting on the ground smoking a cigarette, and said with an ugly face.

"Pediatrics." Fang Shiliang sneered, and spewed out two mists of different colors from his nose, smacking his lips: "If you want to harm people, you still have to learn from Shen Shi'an, that kid is the ancestor of harming people, I"

Before Fang Shiliang finished speaking, the injustice who walked to his side slowly, like a glass cast, raised his leg again and kicked at Fang Shiliang's head.

But this time, Fang Shiliang didn't let it succeed again.

"I tried it just now, and I feel that the power of this injustice you have made is quite strong, but it is still a little worse, almost like the evil of the yin."

Fang Shiliang maintained the action of sitting on the ground and smoking, raised his right hand, and pinched the unjust foot very easily.

"It's a pity that this is a fake, man-made things, the time that can be active is limited, and if you continue to fight with me for two or three minutes, you will probably have to fall apart by yourself."

Fang Shiliang said, and with a flick of his hand, the injustice was directly smashed out more than ten meters away.

"This kind of defective product, you better keep it for yourself."

When the injustice fell to the ground, all of us present clearly heard a sound like glass breaking.

"Oops! Ghost master! You tap! Huang Mingyu saw that the green rope tied to the neck of the unjust was broken, and he was so anxious that he was about to cry: "I want this rope from the palm of the sect!" ”

"This kind of garbage is rare for you." Fang Shiliang smiled and stood up from the ground with a cigarette in his mouth.

At this moment, except for me and that Huang Mingyu, almost everyone present was dumbfounded.

"One trick solves it?!! That's fast, isn't it?!! He didn't even cast a spell!! This unjust one has solved the injustice with his bare hands?! Zhao Qingluan's eyes widened, and his tone was full of disbelief.

"Comparable to the sins of the shadows?" Shen Han looked at Fang Shiliang blankly: "This is a bit exaggerated."

"It's normal, last time he still threw that half-step yang as a cloth bag." I said helplessly: "He himself is a personal flesh magic weapon, how can he use it to deal with this kind of goods." ”

Suddenly, Fang Shiliang spit the cigarette butt in his mouth to the ground and patted his dirty pants.

"The surname is Tan, you are a smart person, you know that I am not afraid of yin and yang, and I am not afraid of those things that ordinary gentlemen would be afraid of, so you choose to fight with me hand-to-hand" Fang Shiliang smiled: "But you should also know that what I am best at is hand-to-hand combat." ”

"It's better to try than not to try."

When Mr. Tan spoke, the location of the voice was a little blurred, as if it was far away from us, but the voice was not small, but it seemed to be ringing in the ears.

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Tan said again.

"Besides, if I can beat you a few times, I can feel better."

"Then are you afraid of being beaten by me?" Fang Shiliang asked with a smile, his eyes scanning around, as if looking for Mr. Tan's traces.

After a few seconds, Mr. Tan's voice sounded again.

"Don't be afraid, it's a big deal for me to run."

Fang Shiliang snorted, and before we could react, I saw that his body suddenly trembled.

Then, green tendons bulged out of his body, the thinnest of which was as thick as a little finger.

"Why do you think I'm slow?"

Fang Shiliang smiled, kicked the ground suddenly, and his figure disappeared in an instant, just like Mr. Tan who disappeared from our sight just now.

But before half a minute later, we only heard a loud bang in the field, and two figures appeared out of thin air.

Fang Shiliang, Mr. Tan.

They finally reappeared in our sight, but they were in a somewhat ugly posture when they appeared.

Mr. Tan was like a dead man, his face on the ground, lying there motionless.

And Fang Shiliang squatted beside Mr. Tan, picking at his nose with one hand and pressing Mr. Tan's head with the other, as if he deliberately let him lie on the ground and eat soil, just not letting him get up.

"You really think I'm a snail?" Fang Shiliang said with a smile.

Mr. Tan didn't react or make a sound, and I thought he was dead at the time.

But after a few seconds, he opened his mouth without warning, and his voice was very dull.

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