Yi Guizang shocked the middle-aged man, and did not continue to pursue, but the sound of the piano turned soothing, sending out a wall of qi made of invisible sound waves to stop the white wall of fire, Wen Yan said: "This brother, you and I have no grievances in the past, and no enmity in the near future, if you came to hunt down the reincarnated witch, now that the victory and defeat have been divided, you have tried your best, and there is no need to do more entanglement, this matter ends here, how about it?"

The middle-aged man's eyes shone with ghostly fire, and he shouted viciously: "You have ruined my decades of hard work, and you still want to make peace with me?

Yi Guizang's eyes swept the bones all over the ground, and said slowly: "You drive these ghosts to fight, and it should be expected that there will be some losses. ”

The middle-aged man saw that the white wall of fire was in vain, and couldn't help but think to himself: "I thought that after practicing the Dao for more than 20 years, I would be able to make a splash in the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect that as soon as I debuted, I would meet such a prickly character, I knew that this was the case, I shouldn't have participated in the hunt for the witch." He came from a humble background, neither a prominent family teacher, nor a nobleman, knowing that if there is no real ability to rely on, it is like a dream to make a name for himself single-handedly, so he has been practicing hard behind closed doors for decades, never walking around the rivers and lakes, until he recently felt that the magic was a great success and he could run rampant on the rivers and lakes, so he broke the ban and went out of the mountain. He was originally still thinking about how to become famous, coinciding with the reincarnation of the witch caused a sensation in the rivers and lakes, naturally thought that it was a godsend, with his own Taoism, hundreds of Yin soldiers, once he made a move, he would definitely succeed immediately, and become famous in one fell swoop, who knew that he had been running for more than ten days, and finally found the target, but found that the other party was stronger than himself, his temperament has always been cautious and timid, otherwise he would not have looked forward and dragged on for decades before he began to explore the rivers and lakes, but his utilitarian heart is heavy, and he is small and resentful, and his heart is afraid and unwilling, and he suddenly hesitates.

Yi Guizang didn't know what he thought, and seeing that he no longer urged the wall of fire, he thought that he had the intention of retreating, so he didn't care about himself, and defended but not attacked.

The kindness of Yi Gui Zang fell in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but he was beyond his strength, and he secretly said to himself: "Hey, it turns out that you are also the end of the crossbow, and you were almost deceived!" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel evil from my guts, put my fear behind, and shouted: "The devil is dead!" With a swing of his right arm, he put the white bone staff across his chest, chanted a strange note in a low voice, and recited a spell in a short and quick manner, and then two flushes appeared on his white cheeks, as if the person waiting to be killed returned to the light, and then raised his left hand and screamed: "Come back!"

A terrible sound lingered in the sky, and the white bone skeleton that had been quietly suspended in the air after throwing the dark green ghost fire suddenly flew back towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man grabbed the skeleton, and with his left hand, he pinched the green tendons and burst out, and opened his mouth to spray a puff of blood mist on the skeleton.

The skeleton let out a chirp and screamed, and at the same time a thick green smoke erupted from the seven orifices, and the color of these seven green smoke was very different from the dark green ghost fire in the eyes of the skull.

Yi Guizang saw that he was stubborn and uncertain, and his heart also moved with real fire: "I don't know whether to live or die!" waved his arm, and the sound of the piano turned into a violent single tone again.

The middle-aged man only felt that his heart was violently beaten by a hammer, and the pain seemed to be about to crack, and he was almost out of breath, but now that he was ready to shoot, he had to send it, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Go!" With a shake of his left arm, a white bone skeleton with seven smoke rays spun and flew out, shooting towards Yi Guizang.

Yi Guizang's face was gloomy, the shock caused by the reincarnation of the witch to the rivers and lakes, it was difficult to tell the right and wrong, he himself did not agree with the killing of young girls because of insufficient doubts and worries, but for thousands of years, the witch has been reincarnated repeatedly and has indeed set off a shocking blood wave, and the people who participated in the hunt for the reincarnated witch are some to gain fame and fortune, some are selfish, some are ancestral blood feuds, and some really want to get rid of the demon and prevent trouble.

Therefore, no matter how much hatred and attacks Yi Guizang has experienced, he is not willing to kill casually, because he believes that those who can hunt down and kill people who come to Tengyan Swamp without relentless work and fear of life and death must have firm belief support if they are not forced to do so.

In other words, Yi Tianxing would not have said so much truth, everyone's views and positions cannot be exactly the same, it is impossible to deal with anything to everyone's satisfaction, think twice only before making a decision, once you make a choice, then you will cut through thorns and thorns until you die, and you will never regret retreating. Whether it is an enemy or a friend, a word can be decided, a ruthless shot, life and death are up to the sky, as for who is right or wrong with the enemy, it is all boring nonsense, should you be tied up and wait for death if you are wrong?

But Yi Guizang's attitude towards the world is very different from Yi Tianxing, he always likes to empathize and think about others, not a reason that he can't tolerate at all, he will leave a room for relaxation for himself and the other party, and will never fight to the death with others because of different views, nor will he kill someone because he is hostile to him.

This time, in order to protect Jing'er, he has turned against many friends, although he does not regret it, but he has accumulated a lot of regrets in his heart, and the killing intent in his heart is not strong.

However, mild tolerance is gentle and tolerant, Yi Guizang is not the kind of indiscriminate person who doesn't know what to do, and if he gives the other party down the steps, the other party still has to be unforgiving, then it is really unbearable for uncles and aunts.

Yi Guizang's right index finger hooked the strings, and then released the strings, and a trembling sound sounded, clear into the clouds.

The momentum of the white bone skeleton flying in the air slowed down, and there was a tooth-aching sound in mid-air, and the cyan smoke and light gushing out of the seven orifices also rippled, no longer condensed like a substance.

The middle-aged man hesitated, shouted, bit the middle finger of his left hand, and sketched three blood talismans one after another on the handle of the White Bone Staff.

With the last stroke of the third blood talisman, the middle-aged man's face was as pale as paper, and his body trembled lightly involuntarily, as if all the essence and spirit in his body were separated from his body with the blood talisman and poured into the staff.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man rose up and slapped his palm on the handle of the staff, snapping three crisp sounds, as if unraveling the curse that lasted for thousands of years.

"Burn!" The middle-aged man's staff was raised, and a blood talisman flew out, and it disappeared into the stagnant skeleton like lightning, the skeleton was like a stimulant, grinning and roaring, the green smoke in his mouth suddenly increased in strength, and his image was much thicker, and he blatantly broke through the sound barrier of Yi Gui and rushed into the white wall of fire.

The skeleton entered the fire, and seven green smoke burned at the same time, turning into seven dragons composed of cyan flames, shuttling and wandering in the white wall of fire, and with each circle, the fire of the white wall of fire grew stronger, and in the blink of an eye, it was baked into the void and twisted, and air ripples appeared out of thin air.

The sound of the Yigui Tibetan piano suddenly flourished, dense as a shower, fierce as a violent wind, not only was it not broken through the defense line by the white flames, but countless invisible sword qi was born in the air, only to hear the sneering, the white fire wall was split for no reason, as if it was broken by a sharp blade, and even the cyan fire dragon mixed in it was also cut to pieces.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes: "There is you without me today!" His head shook suddenly, shattering the golden ring of the hoop, draping his hair, chanting a mantra in his mouth, and raising his staff: "Burst!"

The seven green dragons exploded one by one, turning into countless cyan fire bombs and jumping in the white sea of fire, the temperature of the white flames quickly increased, scorching the void crackling, as if the air was also collapsing at an astonishing high temperature, and slowly pushed towards Yi Gui Zang.

Yi Guizang was dumbfounded and shouted: "The wind is torn and the clouds are remnant!" Facing the middle-aged man, he unfolded the white jade qin for the first time, waved his arms, and a white light obliquely drew a circle, and the void was whirring, and the sonic barrier that seemed to not break the city wall suddenly turned into an invisible veil, and with a roll of blue and white flames, he bound them together, and no matter how blue light exploded and white flames erupted, they could not break through.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's hands and feet were cold, and he had the idea of escaping, but he was immediately replaced by another thought, in order to kill Yi Guizang, he had already used his whole body solution, and now not only the eight hundred skeleton Yin soldiers were all destroyed, but the three magic weapons of the soul have also been destroyed, and the vitality is even more seriously depleted, and there is no three or five years of recuperation and recuperation.

"Yi Gui Zang! Either you die, or I die!" The middle-aged man finally put aside all his fears and concerns, slapped the white bone war horse under his crotch, and rushed towards Yi Gui Zang, and couldn't help but cheer himself up: "If I just run away with my tail between my legs, there will never be a day to get ahead in this life and this life! As long as I kill the Yi family brothers and witches, I will be the hero of the world who will turn the tide! Everyone in the rivers and lakes must respect me for three points! I must not cower! Kill!"

Yi Guizang looked at the middle-aged man, the piano head was raised, and the invisible light veil wrapped in the blue and white flames suddenly cracked a hole, and the blue and white flames that rushed left and right inside the invisible light veil and could not be vented got an exit, and immediately gushed out, turning into a white torrent with thousands of cyan projectiles, rushing towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, he screamed strangely, and clenched his staff and swung it forward.

There was a bang in the air, and the third blood rune on the handle of the staff also broke away from the staff, and it flew out, and as soon as it left the staff, the blood rune wriggled as if it were alive, and then gradually dispersed a blood line as thin as a gossamer, and flew out less than a zhang, it had already turned into a mass of blood-colored algae, loaded into a torrent of flames.

Blood-colored algae rushed into the flames, silently flying straight forward, all the flames contaminated by its blood-colored silk threads, regardless of whether they were green or white, were all attached to the blood, becoming a little firefly-like shining spots, and no matter how many flames were adsorbed, those bloodlines did not change at all, but with the increase of flames, the spots on the bloodlines gradually condensed, from the fire to the bright jade.

When Yi Guizang saw that something was wrong, he used his true qi to plug the gap in the invisible light veil, and the blood-colored algae was filled with bright starlight all around his body, which looked magnificent at first glance, but the scarlet bloodshot was revealed in the starlight from time to time, and it looked very evil and weird.

Without waiting for Yi Gui Zang to make the next reaction, the blood-colored algae had already flown three feet in front of him, and the blood threads floating in the air suddenly skyrocketed, like countless blood-colored steel needles stabbing at Yi Gui Zang.

Yi Guizang let out a low shout, his body moved, his hands moved with his body, and the piano followed his hands, and nine earth pillars were raised from the ground one after another, rising to a height of three zhang, and they exploded one after another, connecting into a wall of earth.

Tengyan swamp soil is soft, the formation of the soil wall is not solid, but everything pros and cons are mixed, silt compared to hard soil, a little more to overcome the taste of softness, blood-colored steel needles pierced to the top of the earth wall, began to be like a rotten wood, easy to penetrate the surface, but deep into three inches, it is exhausted, can not advance a single inch.

The middle-aged man was already desperate, and seeing that the last reliance was in vain, his eyes suddenly turned red, buried himself in his horse, galloped in front of the blood-colored algae, bit the tip of his tongue again, and a stream of blood arrows sprayed out like no money, hitting the blood-colored algae.

The blood-colored algae was nourished by the middle-aged man's essence and blood, and suddenly the light was great, and the blue and white flames attached to the blood-colored silk thread grew one after another, and finally merged with the blood threads, turning into a huge fireball mixed with red, white and blue.

The middle-aged man spurted out thirteen mouthfuls of essence blood in a row, his mind was dizzy, and he couldn't move the true yuan anymore, knowing that his vitality was greatly damaged, and it had been damaged to the root, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, he didn't blame himself for provoking the incident, but he just thought that if it wasn't for Yi Guizang, he wouldn't fall into this field, and all the injuries he suffered at the moment were transformed into resentment against Yi Guizang, and he shouted: "Wan Rui spit flames!"

With the cry of the middle-aged man, among the fireballs, blue and white flames of light burst out and flew away, slamming into the earthen wall made by Yi Guizang one after another, making a burst of earth-shattering sounds.

The flames exploded with great power, and in the blink of an eye, the earthen walls were shattered and crumbled.

The middle-aged man's eyes were full of excitement, and he smiled fiercely: "Look at you are not dead!" With just these words, countless blue and white flames and blood-colored flying wires like steel needles had passed through the earthen wall and shot towards Yi Guizang.

Yi Guizang stood tall, grabbed Bai Yuqin with one hand, and smashed it on the ground.

There was a muffled thunder underground, and the entire ground trembled, with Yi Guizang as the center, a circle of earth rose to the sky, gathering above his head, forming an earth cover to envelop him.

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