Soon, two supreme yang true qi rushed into my legs, and the feeling of being restrained disappeared in an instant, but I still didn't move, and now was not the time.

The mysterious man shook his cloak, raised his hand and said, "Zhuang Qingxiong, in fact, we don't have to make a fuss like this, it's still the same sentence, as long as the dealer returns what he owes, I will leave immediately, and I will never wade into this troubled water again." ”

Oops, this mysterious man is still unreliable, this is the rhythm to withdraw.

Zhuang Erye laughed directly, "It's all here, and I still want to talk about the conditions, it's really a joke, what can a grasshopper use to negotiate the conditions with the tiger?" ”

After speaking, he took out a piece of white paper from his pocket, pasted it on his chest, and read in his mouth, "Zhuang Zu has a spirit, please Tiger Jun go down to earth, crush all living beings, paper armor is skin, I am my own bones, up!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, countless black hairs emanated from the white paper, enveloping the thin figure and forming a huge black hair ball.

Of course, the mysterious man didn't just watch the other party transform, raised his arms to activate the crossbow arrows, and several silver rays of light pierced into the hairball.

However, the crossbow arrows did not have any effect, and the hair ball continued to grow larger and larger, and soon a tiger head emerged from the front of the hair ball.

Seeing that the other party was about to take shape, the mysterious man gritted his teeth, stroked his hands behind him, and pulled out a red longbow as if by magic.

The shape of the bow is very eye-catching, it is not ordinary at first glance, and in the center is a cyan lotus flower, and from each side of the lotus extends a bow wing in the shape of red wings.

It's not gold or wood, I can't see what the material is, and I don't know if it's an illusion, how do I think that Qinglian seems to be breathing.

Even more surprised than me was Yin Yang Zi standing in the outfield, he stood up straight and sighed, "Good guy, it's actually the Blood Feather Qinglian among the top ten famous bows!" Old man Zhuang, you have to get serious, don't make a late holiday. ”

Before the words fell, a phoenix whine was heard, and a long red arrow shot out of the lotus bow and inserted it into the black hair ball, and the tiger head finally turned right at the last moment to avoid it.

This time the arrow obviously made it very uncomfortable, although it did not roar out in pain, but the black hair ball actually shrank inward, and could not expand outward.

This arrow actually has its own spirit sealing attribute, it seems that this mysterious person has been prepared for a long time.

Senior Brother once said in his lecture that the Spirit Sealing Technique is the most effective of all spells to restrain summons.

However, because its unique qi path does not match the meridians in the human body, most of the people who are proficient in this technique are demon cultivators.

Of course, there is also a special situation, that is, some heavenly and earthly treasures have this kind of characteristic, which is called the spirit sealing attribute.

However, the possibility of this situation is very small, and in the entire Tiger Dragon Mountain, only the ring knife in the hands of Elder Wentian who is guarding the demon well has this characteristic.

And this blood feather Qinglian, known as one of the top ten famous bows, obviously also has this characteristic, and the second master of the dealer is obviously targeted.

The black tiger quickly completed the transformation, although its body was not as large as the last time it was in the temple, but it was still very imposing, and with a roar, it pounced on the opponent in front of it.

The mysterious man's body law was unusually erratic, and after a few moves, he widened the distance, and from time to time turned around and shot an arrow at the black tiger behind him.

This person and a tiger chased back and forth in this field, although at first glance the black tiger had an absolute advantage, but after thinking about it, the mysterious man actually did not suffer any damage, but the black tiger had more and more red arrows inserted into his body.

With each arrow, its body size will decrease by one point, and correspondingly, its speed will be much slower.

With a 'bang', another piece of ground was trampled by the black tiger, and countless rubbles collapsed, but fortunately I reacted quickly and summoned the arm guards in time, otherwise I would have almost broken the phase.

No, this black tiger's destructive power is too strong, and its speed is not slow, who knows when it will come, I have to leave quickly, I began to slowly move towards the edge of the square.

My attention now is not on the mysterious man and the black tiger, although there is a gap in their strength, but the blood feather green lotus is too against the sky, but the black tiger is suppressed.

The real trouble is the old Taoist priest who is smoking a cigarette pouch on the sidelines, don't look at him as indifferent, in fact, the edges of the cuffs are bulging, which is a manifestation of true qi.

According to my understanding of him, as soon as Zhuang Erye shows signs of defeat, he will attack the mysterious person, and the morality of the rivers and lakes is of no use to this kind of person.

The situation at the moment is that regardless of whether the mysterious man is on my side or not, at least now he is the main force holding the other party back.

If this old way succeeds, then I will definitely be the next target.

So what I have to do now is to keep an eye on this old Taoist priest and at the same time try to stay as far away as possible from the center of the fight.

Lao Dao's gaze quickly turned, and he pointed to this side with his cigarette pouch, "What's the matter, boy, my face is white with fright, yes, there is really some danger in there, then you can come here." ”

My head was suddenly stunned, and my consciousness blurred, and soon a wave of Zhiyang True Qi rushed into my mind, and I woke up again in an instant.

At this time, I realized that I had walked to the side of Lao Dao, and he was reaching out an index finger and pointing at my forehead.

A black nail about half an inch long protrudes from the tip of the index finger, and a layer of transparent oil is attached to the nail, and a strong corpse stench comes from it.

I was hit by the soul shouting technique just now, and this technique should only be effective for ghosts, but Yin Yang Zi, an evil master, must have improved it, so that it can also affect the minds of ordinary people.

If this finger is allowed to be poked, I'm afraid I'll also become a flesh spirit puppet for him to control.

The situation was critical, and it was too late to take the Yin Sword, so he instinctively raised his left hand, summoned his arm guard to block the stinky index finger, and at the same time hit a tiger style directly forward with his right hand.

There were two 'ding-dong' sounds, the first was the echo of my finger poking into the armguard, and the second was the muffled sound of my fist hitting Lao Dao's chest.

This situation was something that neither side expected, and Lao Dao only snorted, "Boy, you yin me!" He flew back a long way, clutched his chest and coughed violently.

At the same time, I was poked by his finger on the armguard, and I flew backwards a few steps in a row before I could stand again.

I expected to be hit by a storm of the old man, but after a while, he was still standing there coughing and coughing, and even his hair was coughing up.

"Good guy, it's just a tiger style and an internal injury, it's not so weak." I whispered to myself.