Chapter Forty-Seven: Trapping

"There are really people!"

Ye Linyu instantly clenched the long sword, and the fierce light in his narrow eyes was revealed, if he was escaped by this guy, whether he was to take a reward to the City Lord's Mansion or tell the Ye family, he Ye Linyu would definitely die.

So, this guy has to die.

"Fuck, is it Ye Linyu, you idiot, being followed?"

Mo Ping squinted and glanced at Ye Linyu next to him, his face was gloomy as water, and his arm holding the folding fan was full of green muscles. The Black Snake Gang was already on the black edge of Yong'an City, and if the City Lord's Mansion knew that the Black Snake Gang was trading with the devil, then the Black Snake Gang might disappear in the next moment.

Mo Ping will not allow this guy who stands up to leave the mass grave alive, it is better to eat the ghost general with his soul, this is the best thing to do.

"Why don't you say it's you?"

Ye Linyu clenched the long sword, staring at the figure who stood up tightly with fierce eyes, and went straight to Mo Ping without losing the wind in his mouth.

"Idiot, who am I, I am the young master of the Black Snake Gang, what does the Black Snake Gang do, I will be so easy to follow. If I were so easy to follow, the Black Snake Gang would have crossed a long time ago, and you, a fool, came out to do such a dangerous thing, and even didn't cover it up, and appeared directly and openly, do you think you don't die fast enough?"

An angry suppressed voice came, and Mo Ping really regretted that he didn't kill this guy in the first place when he first saw this guy come to the mass grave, so that this kind of thing happened now.

One is not good, the Black Snake Gang that has been in Yong'an City for so many years may also be completely wiped out with this exposure.

Fortunately, he came out and made a disguise, and the guy on the other side should not know who he is.

But this idiot, if he can't kill the guy on the other side this time, then just ask this idiot to die.

A fierce light flashed in the depths of Mo Ping's cold eyes, and he quickly glanced at Ye Linyu next to him.

"You ......"

In the face of the accusation, Ye Linyu was speechless for a while, and at the same time glanced at the young master of the Black Snake Gang next to him, sure enough, he was disguised, dressed in a black night suit, and he didn't know when he wore a deep hood on his head, so he couldn't see his face at all, even if he saw his face, his face was covered with a layer of black cloth, which simply wrapped his whole body.

Look at yourself again, standing here with a grin, without any pretense, it is simply telling the world who I am.

"I ......"

Ye Linyu had infinite regret in his heart, and at the same time, he also held a grudge against Mo Ping, the young master of the Black Snake Gang next to him, it had been so long for half a year, and he didn't tell me, did he just wait for today, see my jokes.

I can't live, and you Black Snake Gang will go to hell with me.

The two of them had different thoughts, and at the same time grabbed their weapons, and looked at the figure that stood up indifferently on the other side vigilantly.

The black kung fu practice, the hood covering the head and face, the face can't be seen clearly, and I don't know the roots.

But judging from the two thunderbolts just now, this person must be a master, and it is logically difficult to have external spiritual power during the cultivation period, unless he cultivates some high-grade exercises.

It's like the 'Ice Condensation Technique' practiced by the Black Snake Gang's father and son, which is a Xuan-level intermediate exercise that the Black Snake Gang helped to get at a great cost.

"Rat, are you destroying my soul?"

The ghost general was still in that lofty posture, and an eerie and terrifying voice that seemed to seep into people's hearts sounded in Ye Wu's ears.

It seems to be a question sentence, but it is actually an affirmative sentence, and after the ghost general finished saying this, he gave the spear in his hand and ordered: "Above, kill him for me." ”

"You're left, I'm right. ”

Mo Ping also knew that he couldn't let this person go, this person destroyed the souls of the two children as soon as he made a move, obviously it was impossible to be like Ye Linyu, who sold his soul for the sake of strength, and was a tricky guy.

"Good!"

Ye Linyu also nodded lightly, using the spiritual power of the whole body, I don't know the reason for the mass grave, or the reason for the exposure, this time the spiritual power operated by Ye Linyu did not have the neutrality and peace of the Ye family's exercises, but it was ghostly, and the strange black house was entangled in Ye Linyu's long sword, as if countless unjust souls were entangled around it, which made people look at it and was terrifying, cold and piercing.

His long sword shook in the wind, playing countless points of cold ice, and with the force under his feet, Han Mang immediately thought of Ye Wu and shot away, enveloping Ye Wu's body in a square circle, sealing all of Ye Wu's escape routes.

As soon as you make a move, it's a killer move.

Mo Ping also didn't dare to show weakness, and with a light tap under his feet, the person was like a light smoke, fluttering around Ye Wu, flickering left and right.

At the same time, Mo Ping found the right time, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, and then another, countless small pitch-black needles the size of hairs, with a cold and piercing coldness, silently passed through the void and hit Ye Wu's big acupoints around his body.

There was a long sword blockade in front, a sneak attack by the 'Condensation Needle Technique' in the back, and a ghost general who didn't know the depth on the periphery looked down on him, and the boy suddenly entered an unprecedented crisis.

"Good time!"

In the face of an unprecedented crisis, the boy not only did not retreat in fear, but instead volleyed his feet, condensed the strength of his whole body from his thighs to his toes, kicked down fiercely, splashed out a deep pit of about three inches, and the person took advantage of the power from the earth to break the wind and move forward.

Directly facing the cold light that shrouded the void in front of him, and at the same time, with a dip in his right hand, a pitch-black dagger appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Look for death!"

Facing the opponent who was under siege and didn't want to escape, but rushed towards him, Ye Linyu felt a great humiliation, and he was the soft persimmon?

The fierce light in his slightly narrowed eyes was even stronger, Ye Linyu quickly used all the spiritual power around him, and the black smoke of the long sword that quickly broke through the air became thicker, and the sound of the ghost howl was even stronger.

"Give Me Death ......"

The long sword entwined with the endless soul suddenly accelerated, and countless cold rays converged into one point in an instant, and stabbed forward with three swords at an extremely fast speed.

One sword is more dangerous than the other, the first sword stabs the opponent's heart, the second sword stabs the opponent's lower abdomen dantian, and the third sword directly pierces the throat.

"Good!"

Mo Ping, who was incarnated as a black shadow wandering around, couldn't help but cheer for Ye Linyu's three swords.

"Now you kid is finally finished, even if you dodge Ye Linyu's three swords, and my 'Needle Condensation Technique'. ”

Maupin was reassured.

The ghosts floating in the void also let out a hearty laugh.

Ye Wu didn't care about it, as if he didn't notice the needle condensation technique around him at all, and the dagger rushed forward in a fighting posture.

"Not good!"

The trapped beast was still fighting, and in the face of Ye Wu's desperateness, Ye Linyu's sword momentum slowed down, obviously not wanting to fight with Ye Wu.

"Idiot!"

Mo Ping scolded, and with a wave of the folding fan in his hand, five hair-thick ice needles shot out.