But when the master said this, he didn't look 'willing', so he simply turned around and kicked me in the ass with little force.

At this time, I happened to grab a black-robed man and punched him on the spine, and the moment he fell softly, Master's kick was neither light nor heavy, almost making me throw myself into a small pile of refining corpses before I had time to retract my strength.

"Hey, stinky old man, this will kill you." I yelled in dissatisfaction, turned around, retracted my body almost in embarrassment, and then turned around and kicked a black-robed man away.

There is no way, there are too many of these black-robed people, there are probably hundreds, and they are the kind of people who are not afraid of pain, are not afraid of death, as long as they don't hit the vital point, they will definitely rush forward again.

But who can guarantee that in this chaotic tide, they will hit the vital point of these black-robed people with a fatal move? Plus they're not made of paper either

Although Uncle Hui and I fought extremely bravely, but in the face of the crowd that squeezed in, we gradually became more and more powerless, but we still have to block, I believe that at the most critical moment, I will not be desperate to fight hard, such as opening acupuncture points to the limit of what I can bear.

I also believe that Uncle Hui has the secret technique of pressing the bottom of the box.

"The first person of the younger generation, how can it be so easy to get killed? I'll leave it to you and the old monk. I'm going to perform magic, inherit one, protect the Dharma. Master's voice was relaxed and serious, and he was still a little proud when he said a few words from the first person of the younger generation.

Hearing this, I happened to bump into a few black-robed people who were about to take advantage of the chaos, and there was a surge of pride in my heart.

Chengyi, Master had never said these words to me before leaving, but now, when he said these words to me so easily, is this recognition and pride as a Master?

I took advantage of the slight respite to wipe a handful of rain from my face, and maybe, this is really it!

The fatigue of fighting, especially the exhaustion of rushing to the front line and naked hand-to-hand combat, is a feeling that cannot be described in any words unless you experience it yourself.

Three minutes later, with a few acupuncture points in the cave, this time was far from the time limit, but my wheezing had begun to be heavy, and my movements had become a little slow.

Not only me, but even Uncle Hui is the same, in the face of the surging black-robed people, at a glance, there is a sense of powerlessness that they are endless.

However, behind him must be guarded with his life, every person who is very important, we can't retreat, even if this encirclement has shrunk smaller and smaller, these black-robed people are getting closer and closer to the master.

The worse situation is not only that, because after three minutes of fighting, I have already realized that these black-robed people who rushed forward are some ordinary refining corpses, just like those refining corpses that are mechanical in the room after I was struck by lightning, and are responsible for taking care of me.

I once used this secret technique to fight with a black robe embroidered with a purple snake on it, and I felt that their movements and strength were more than a star and a half apart, and besides, what about the higher ones? Obviously, when Lin Xiaohua came up, I had seen a few high-level corpse refiners with my own eyes? And, are these all the corpses here?

When I think about these questions, my breathing seems to be heavier, I don't want to add any psychological burden to myself, but I have to think about it, should Uncle Hui and I have to change the way?

Behind us, everything was quiet, and the sound of Master's mantra was like a special piece of music, accompanying the rhythm of our battle, because the mantra was so unfamiliar, I took advantage of the gap in the battle to turn my head to glance at it.

What I saw was a scene.

Grandma Ling Qing was still calm and gentle, sitting on a large gravel on the altar, her eyes only falling on the master who was performing the spell.

And Uncle Wang, with a bunch of painting materials around the altar he had collected, as well as a talisman pen, was already concentrating on it, and the chaotic battle here had nothing to do with him at all.

As for Uncle Chen, with his hands on his back, as if he was looking at the scenery, watching us fight, no matter how bad the situation was, his eyes were just a piece of peace, just the silver needle that had been spinning between his fingers, sometimes turning very fast, dazzling.

Finally, there is my master, he is stepping on my somewhat unfamiliar but very complicated step at the moment, and the hand he is pinching naturally cannot escape the scope of the basic hand trick, but the combination of different hand tricks is the most difficult thing in Taoism, and I have never seen the combination of his tricks like this.

We reunited, we didn't have time to exchange too much information, so we rushed into the fight, they didn't know what happened to us juniors? In the same way, I don't know what happened to these elders?

The only constant is trust, otherwise, how could there be some peace in such a fierce battle?

On top of the platform, the power of rolling is becoming more and more 'disordered', because different people are extracting, and the spell is about to take shape, or gradually taking shape, so that this 'disorder' line becomes a delicate balance before the explosion, and I have no doubt that if we delay for another two or three minutes, this place will become a 'fireworks' platform, because the spell is about to start a formal collision.

There are not many people in green robes, but there are hundreds, we are surrounded by the crowds of people in black robes, but it does not prevent us from occasionally passing through the gap on this platform where there are no obstacles, and I see these people in green robes who are performing spells After all, I am a Taoist priest, I saw many people in green robes gathered together, and the energy gathering above them was particularly terrifying, and I really chose the technique of 'combined attack'.

If that's the case, Master is almost one against a hundred, okay?

I won't forget that I am also a Taoist priest, and at this time, I have to find a way to end the battle here quickly and have a chance to help Master.

It's not okay to fight hand-to-hand, I'm afraid that these corpses need to think of this, I suddenly shouted to Uncle Hui, who was fighting very hard like me: "Uncle Hui, it won't work like this, fight quickly, and get a secret technique to press the bottom of the box to rectify." ”

"E-just thinks the same way, you first, I'll cover." Uncle Hui's answer was extremely simple, but the meaning of his words was clear, giving each other a chance to perform magic.

At the same time, I felt like something was so wrong behind me, like something had twisted and been opened.

This is definitely the effect of Master's spell, so what kind of spell is this?

I didn't have time to think about it so much, I remembered the bottle of pills that Master gave me, although it was not the most powerful one, but if I swallowed one more, I didn't think about the consequences, I just thought that although the effect was not as good as the first one, it was better than nothing, and what I wanted now was the limit.

In such a battle, there was no room for hesitation in any judgment of form, and at the thought of it, I took out the bottle and swallowed the second one without hesitation.

It feels so good to have the power to explode in the dantian, and after being tired, the feeling of slowly squeezing out the power and filling the limbs is so wonderful that I turned around and shouted, "Uncle Chen, help me." ”

"What nonsense." Uncle Chen naturally knows what I want him to help, if the medical character pulse cannot use the golden needle secret method to stimulate the potential of the human body, it will not be called the medical word pulse. This trick will be used by Brother Chengxin, and Uncle Chen will also be used.

"What nonsense, this is desperate! Uncle Chen, when you use a golden needle to pierce the acupoint, I use a secret technique to flush the acupoint, it doesn't affect it. "I want to seize any time, in this moment, every minute and every second is so precious.

"It doesn't matter, but don't go too far, I won't be able to recuperate for you when the time comes." Uncle Chen stroked the hair on his forehead, and his voice was calm and light, but he was full of pride and pride of a medical lineage.

"Hmm." I simply nodded, and quickly retreated to Uncle Chen's side.

Since I have to work hard, I have to adjust to my own limit Uncle Chen took out a delicate box from his arms and opened it, and there were thin gold needles neatly arranged inside.

And the landing point of the first golden needle was actually chosen to be the extremely dangerous back of the head, I am very safe and relieved, just like Uncle Chen's hand at the moment.

I was about to start rushing the acupoint again, and at this moment, I hurried up and glanced at the master, I almost screamed, which provoked Uncle Chen to shout dissatisfied: "Don't move"

I immediately steadied myself, but my breathing was unusually heavy, for I saw a twisted door appear behind the Master, real and vague.

What kind of secret art is this?