"You are not worthy to know who the poor road is! As for who will die and who will live today, it is impossible to say...... However, the poor road can give you a quasi-letter, if you have a soul out of the body just now, far away, according to your current cultivation, you may be able to reshape a new body and see the light of day again, but you are too big, you have just taken it away, the soul is unstable, and it is just a matter of dealing with ordinary people, in the eyes of the poor road, it is just a dirt dog and a chicken, it is simply a paper tiger, only an empty shelf. ”

The masked old man still spoke coldly, and his words were full of contempt.

"Hmph...... Don't pretend to be a master here with the old man, the old man hates you most about the old way of the Central Plains, a person who looks like a dog, and the cows are blown to the sky, who is dead and who lives, let's try it and know! ”

Weng Chai didn't say much to the masked old man, and the steel knife in his hand was dangerous

"This is all your own doing, don't blame the poor Dao for being ruthless and making your soul scatter!" The masked old man raised his head slightly, his deep eyes flashed with cold light, and a trace of killing intent passed, but his body was still motionless, when Guo Dacheng, who was possessed by Weng Chui's soul, was about to fall on the masked old man's head mountain, the masked old man stretched out two fingers at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and gently clamped the blade like picking flowers and leaves.

And Guo Dacheng, who was possessed by Weng Chai Soul, was blushing with a suffocating face, and used his hands to hold the handle of the machete, but he couldn't drop the machete for half a minute.

"How? Do you think you can kill the poor road? There was a touch of smugness in the eyes of the masked old man.

Weng Chai didn't answer, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly a black mist condensed on his hands, and spread along the blade towards the masked old man's two fingers, and the contempt between the old man's eyebrows disappeared in an instant, and he hurriedly let go of the blade and shouted: "You are looking for death!" ”

This shout was like the roar of the dragon and the tiger, which made people's hearts tremble, and the entire space was rippling with a layer of invisible qi, blowing everyone's clothes and hunting, but seeing the masked old man's voice, he had already slapped his luck and slapped it towards the chest of Guo Dacheng, who was possessed by Weng Chai.

Guo Dacheng, who was possessed by Weng Chai Yin Spirit, is not such an easy role to deal with as a small fish and shrimp, this masked old man slapped him, Weng Chai also hurriedly raised his palm full of black gas, and fought with the old man, these two palms were fought together, although there was no sound, the people around him were miserable, but seeing the branches rattling, the wind rose flat, and they couldn't stand at all, and the officers and soldiers around were blown by the strong wind, and they fell to the ground one after another, and even the injured wind was unbearable, and the body staggered two steps, He also fell to the ground.

After a while, Guo Dacheng, who was possessed by Weng Chai Soul, took a few steps back, and a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at the masked old man, he actually took a step back, surrounded by a faint layer of black gas.

The masked old man looked very angry, gritted his teeth and said, "You can't live if you do your own evil!" The poor way will make you perfect! ”

As he spoke, he shook his sleeves and shook his body, and the faint black gas that surrounded his body suddenly disappeared, and he waved the dust in his hand, making countless phantoms, and rushed towards Na Weng.