"Today's full moon is a good time to take the soul, boy, you also open your eyes before you die, and learn how to peel the soul alive!" As he spoke, he pasted a yellow paper talisman on Ximen Jing's forehead, took out a long needle, and stabbed it at the fontanelle above Ximen Jing's head.

Ximen Jing's whole body was paralyzed, and he couldn't move a bit, so he could only watch as the long needle that emitted silver light pierced down his head. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, I didn't expect me to die here.

At this moment, a loud shout came: "Gao Yong!

This voice sounded a little familiar, Ximen Jing's neck couldn't move, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a petite figure emerging from the holly bushes by the lake, walking quickly like flying towards this side.

The two black shadows collided together, and in an instant, the fists and feet were loud, and the two were inseparable. They were playing lively, but Ximen Jing was not idle at the moment, and immediately mobilized the aura in the Xuanfu Mansion, ran to the Fengfu Acupoint, and slowly dissolved the cold qi.

After a few face-to-face shots, the petite figure gradually lost the upper hand, but he insisted on not retreating, relying on his flexible body and still struggling to support. After a while, the petite figure was punched, staggered under his feet, and the grappling turned into a fight, circling around a few pine trees, and from time to time he turned around and punched and kicked him, obviously knowing that he was invincible and delaying time.

Ximen Jing saw it clearly, and knew in his heart that when this person was defeated, it was when he died. I couldn't help but feel more anxious to get out of trouble, but the thin aura in my body couldn't help the cold breath for a while, so I could only grind the embroidery needle slowly, and I don't know how long it would take to break through the acupoints. The talisman attached to the forehead also has the effect of suppressing the aura, and if you want to absorb the aura from the outside, you can't absorb it at all. Fortunately, the rope around his neck had been loosened, otherwise he would have been strangled to death just now.

Suddenly, the petite figure swooped forward, rolled on the spot, and when he stood up again, there was a long knife in his hand, which was the straight knife that Ximen Jing had lost. With a knife in hand, the petite figure is like a tiger with wings, turning around and taking the initiative to attack, it seems that he wants to redeem his disadvantage.

The tall black shadow suddenly reached out and hit something. The thing looked like a fluttering piece of paper, but it was fast, and in the blink of an eye it was pressed against the forehead of the petite figure, and he stood, and then fell to the ground like a stump.

This is a talisman seal, which can be used to hit people, which should be the means of the Daomen. And before Ximen Jing's acupoint was loosened, the battle ended here, and the mood at this time was completely cold.

The tall black shadow bent down to pick up the straight knife, rubbed it in his hand, strode under the tree, temporarily inserted the knife into Ximen Jing's neck, and said: "When you finish stripping your soul, use your own knife to take your blood, it can be regarded as a consolation!"

As he spoke, he pulled up the rope again and made Ximen Jing out of a hanging posture again. The aura that had just condensed in Ximen Jing's body suddenly collapsed, and he felt dizzy in his mind, and he was about to suffocate and go into shock. The man suddenly let go of the rope, turned back sharply and said, "Senior brother, I really didn't guess wrong, your old man wants to reap the benefits of the fisherman!"

An old voice came from not far away: "Haha, my good junior brother, you came to take the soul, I'm afraid you also have the intention of swallowing it alone, since you're sorry for me, then let's make love and affection between the two brothers today!"

With the voice, Ximen Jing saw a white-haired old man coming out from behind the tree, and suddenly scolded in his heart, what is the matter today, one by one the horses want Lao Tzu's life!

The tall man suddenly moved forward, punched out a talisman seal in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Senior brother, junior brother, I have been looking forward to this day for a long time!"

The white-haired old man's figure was like a ghost, and in an instant, the flying talisman was flashed, and a white light was shot out with his backhand. The talisman fell to the ground, and suddenly a puff of black smoke rose and melted a large area of snow, and the ground emitted a faint green light.

The tall man's palm swiped out of thin air, as if drawing a circle, pinching the white light shot by the old man, and he sneered: "Senior brother is ruthless enough, he is willing to use the bone to target the younger brother Fu." As he spoke, a thin needle was still on the ground, making a tinkling sound.

The white-haired old man laughed and said, "You have added soul burning powder to your talisman, this heart is understood by my brother." As he spoke, he shook his hand, and there were two flying needles with an oily green luster.

The two of them attacked each other with guns and sticks in their mouths, and their hands were not idle, and you fought fiercely. The tall man doesn't look at him as thin, but he has great strength and is fierce and vicious. Although the white-haired old man is old, he is like a raccoon cat and moves like a rabbit. Between the fists and feet, mixed with all kinds of flying needles and talismans, flying around, it looks dazzling and lively.

At this time, it was bitter that the Ximen officials were hanging alone on the tree, unable to go up, down, or moving, and they were free from hanging sausages. Most of the cold qi has been consumed, but the remaining core is like a hard bone stuck in the throat, and the aura in the body has nowhere to put its mouth on it as a dog bites a hedgehog, so it can only be wrapped tightly and slowly melted.

Suddenly, Ximen Jing thought of that wisp of wishing power, searched carefully in the Xuanfu, and really found it, only to see that the milky white wishing power was as thin as a gossamer, lying there without moving.

Last time, the wish power was excessively consumed, and it was originally not a last resort, and Ximen Jing would never use it easily, but at this time, he was the only hope, and immediately used his mind to control the wish power to attack the cold qi.

It really works! The power of the will will instantly defeat the cold qi that is entrenched in the Wind Mansion. The power of the wish was originally very weak, but after this battle, it became even smaller, and even the inner vision could not be seen.

Ximen Jing suddenly felt that the numbness of his whole body was swept away. At the same time, the talisman seal on his forehead also turned into ashes, and the shielded aura around him was like a great river of the Yangtze River. Immediately use the spiritual energy, take advantage of the victory to pursue the scattered cold qi, and destroy them all.

At this time, the two people who fought also changed. The white-haired old man suddenly jumped out a few steps and said, "Senior brother, why should you and I be in too much of a hurry, it is not good for anyone to lose both, this kid has a lot of good things on him, I only need his soul, and the rest belongs to you, let's go back to our respective homes, how about it?"

The tall man also stopped the offensive, thought for a while, and said: "You and I are studying the same art, we know the roots, it is really not easy to distinguish the winner from the loser, I committed another crime, I dare not stay for a long time, just follow the will of the senior brother, you want the soul, and the rest belongs to me!"

Ximen Jing was so angry when he heard this, he couldn't wait to swallow them alive, what did he do with Lao Tzu, you said that you would divide it!

Seeing that the two brothers were about to shake hands and make peace, the tall man suddenly burst out with a bright light. The white-haired old man was defenseless, and Bai Mang hit him in the chest, and immediately fell to the ground with a scream.

The tall man was afraid of deception, so he didn't dare to approach, and shook his hand to shoot a talisman and put it on the white-haired old man, and the talisman suddenly burned green, and in the blink of an eye, a smell of burnt meat spread.