Chapter Forty-Eight: Thunder in the Palm of Your Hand

In the face of the gradual sword momentum, Ye Wu's dark eyes showed a touch of contemptuous disdain, and the dagger was as fast as the wind.

While...... While...... While......

The pitch-black dagger prepared to intercept the three swords that stabbed at him, and three clusters of sparks burst out of the eerie void, which flashed away like an epiphany.

"You're dead!"

At the moment when the long swords struck, Ye Linyu looked at Ye Wu with a gaze like a dead man, and spoke in a speechless voice.

"Hehe......"

Ye Wu sneered, ignoring Ye Linyu's sneer, as if he hadn't seen the arrival of the 'Condensation Needle Technique' shot by Mo Ping at all, after the pitch-black dagger intercepted the three swords that Ye Linyu spilled.

Directly snapped his toes on the ground, stepped out of a shallow pit, and the pitch-black dagger swung again, a way of fighting with Ye Linyu before he died.

"Want to fight with me?"

After a short fight just now, Ye Linyu had already figured out the strength of the hooded man opposite, and he practiced qi at the fourth level, which was at the same level as him.

"Do you have this chance?"

Ye Linyu showed a sneering look in his eyes, and he was in the first gear of the horizontal sword.

While!

The void burst out with a cloud of sparks, emitting a piercing hum, and the surrounding dark and gloomy night sky lit up, and countless capillary needles shot out, all of which ended up in Ye Wu's body.

'Condensation Technique' The secret of the Black Snake Gang's help, in the entire Black Snake Gang, only the Black Snake Gang helped and his two sons Mo Ping and Mo Fan will, and now that Mo Fan is dead, only two people in the entire Yong'an City will know this secret technique.

If you are hit by the 'needle condensation technique', the whole person will freeze the ice and turn into an ice sculpture, and the one who is in it will die immediately.

Looking at the countless hair-thick 'needle condensation techniques' all ending into this person's body, Mo Ping's illusory figure stopped, and with a snap of the folding fan, it hit the palm of his hand, and it was so cold: "If you don't go to the right side of heaven, there is no door for hell to break into." ”

Speaking of this, Maupin shook his head and said, "Ignorant people. ”

In Mo Ping's eyes, a person who has been hit by a 'needle condensation technique' will definitely die, this guy has been hit by so many 'needle condensation techniques', isn't it cold!

Maupin is confident in this.

Staring at the frost that suddenly formed between the eyelashes of the opposite pair's eyebrows, Ye Linyu used the power of the long sword to counterattack, and a harrier turned over and fell to the ground.

Both began to smile triumphantly.

Ye Linyu was even ready to pick open the opponent's hood and look at the guy who didn't open his eyes, daring to provoke the ghost general alone late at night.

Well!

Suddenly, Ye Linyu and Mo Ping were shocked, and their eyes widened instantly.

"Hey, hey!"

A burst of laughter came, and I saw that the guy on the other side slowly raised his head, and in the ghostly mass grave, he was illuminated by the miserable white moonlight, revealing a mouthful of defeated teeth, "Are you not surprised, are you surprised?"

Ye Wu slowly raised his head, his dark eyes showed a sneer, and then took advantage of the moment when the two of them were shocked, and with a step on it, a deep pit was blown up, and the pitch-black dagger crossed the void and directly smeared at Mo Ping's throat, who had trained the fifth layer.

It is necessary to take advantage of the moment when Mo Ping did not react to solve this young master of the Black Snake Gang, Mo Ping, otherwise Mo Ping, who has trained the fifth layer, and Ye Linyu, who has practiced the fourth layer, will besiege them together, and Ye Wu will not be able to resist at all.

This time, it was through Mo Ping's ignorance of the power of thunder in his body, which happened to be the nemesis of the 'Needle Condensation Technique', which caught Mo Ping off guard, and he had to take advantage of this advantage to lay the foundation for victory.

"Huh?"

Facing the jet-black dagger that was as fast as a meteor and as bright as lightning, Mo Ping was caught off guard for a while, his pupils shrank, and he had to luck and his arms to move forward.

While!

A sound of gold and iron clashing came, and Mo Ping looked up in amazement, only to see a pitch-black spear in the void in front of Mo Ping, blocking Ye Wu's mortal blow.

"If you want to kill someone in front of Ben General, you have asked Ben if he has not. ”

The ghost general who had been sweeping the formation snorted coldly, and sealed the young man's pitch-black dagger with one shot.

"Thank you, sir. ”

Mo Ping raised his hand and wiped his forehead very weakly, he had never been so close to death, almost, almost, he capsized in the gutter here.

"Why isn't this guy afraid of the 'Needle Condensation Technique'? And he didn't dodge the 'Needle Condensation Technique' at all just now!"

Mo Ping, who escaped his life, flashed in his eyes, raised his head and said, "Mo Fan was killed by you?"

Everything really seems to be clear, this person has obviously encountered the 'needle condensation technique', so he doesn't care about it at all, and only the three of them in Yong'an City have practiced the needle condensation technique.

My father is sitting in the gate, and the only one who can encounter the 'needle condensation technique' is Mo Fan.

"Hey, hey!"

Ye Wu used the power of the shock to float to the ground, and then smiled coldly and did not refute.

"Thunder Technique, damn it. ”

At this time, the ghost general also roared, and it turned out that under the blow just now, the thunder attached to Ye Wu's pitch-black dagger fell on the ghost general's spear.

I saw a few fine thunderbolts burst above the spear, and the ghost general's spear immediately became a little illusory.

"You can't be left behind. ”

Thunder, the natural nemesis of the ghost domain, when encountering a warrior who can use thunder, the ghost domain must be eliminated quickly, and this kind of warrior cannot be allowed to grow, otherwise it will become the enemy of the ghost domain.

The ghost will obviously know this, too.

The black smoke that swirled around the ghost spurted out, and the ghost stabbed the spear with a shot, and the surging ghost qi rolled in.

Facing the monstrous power of the ghost general, Ye Wu simply raised his hand.

"This guy!"

Mo Ping's cold triangular eyes flickered, and he subconsciously stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick his dry lips, and let out a cold laugh.

"Kill, kill him!"

Ye Linyu clenched his fists, and seemed to be more nervous than the ghost general.

Ye Wu stared at the spear that seemed to be rolled up like a great river of the Yangtze River, and resolutely raised his head and stretched out his palm.

The five fingers were slightly bent into a claw shape, Ye Wu mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, and countless fine thunderbolts rose from Ye Wu's whole body, quickly along the meridians of Ye Wu's body, passed through the palm, and condensed between Ye Wu's palms.

The raised palm slowly retracted and pushed.

Rumble!

A thunderbolt shot out, and the purple snake danced wildly, directly tearing the boundless rolling river, going all the way up the river and exploding between the eyebrows of the ghost general.

"It can't be!"

The ghost general, who was still powerful for a while, obviously howled out with words of disbelief, and the two miserable green ghost fires in his eyes flickered for a while, exploding a miserable green spark and dissipating into the dark night sky.

"This ......"

Mo Ping was stunned for a moment, his cold eyes slowly turning like wood.

"This ......"

With a bang, the long sword in Ye Linyu's hand fell to the ground.

Palm thunder, one blow to the effect.

Looking at the miserable green fireworks that exploded in the void, Ye Wu slowly put away his palm, shook his head, put his palm in front of his mouth, and blew softly.