With a "hiss", Yan Gong violently tore the gray cloth shirt on his body, and there was a huge swollen bag on his skinny chest, which seemed to be a living creature constantly pulsating, which was very terrifying. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I've been tormented by it for ten years, but I've also discovered the most fatal weakness of the Painted Flame Moth. Yan Gong stroked the swollen bag on his chest, and his gentle eyes seemed to be looking at the life he had conceived.

Liao Yuanqiang endured the cold in his heart and said, "Butterfly demon insects are afraid of water, this is not a secret at all. ”

"But I'm too stupid, and by the time I found out, the moth egg was already connected to my heart.

At first, I was extremely disgusted with it, but no matter how much I suppressed it with spiritual power, it still couldn't stop it from sucking my essence and blood.

Later, after a long time, I developed a relationship with it, and its appetite grew, and slowly grew from lice to watermelon. Yan Gong's hand was close to the throbbing swollen bag, and his face was distorted and he laughed wildly: "I can feel it, I can feel it, it's about to be born!"

Su Xiaoqi and Liao Yuan glanced at each other, and both of them saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

When people lose their minds, they are often the most terrible.

Yan Gong calmed down again, and said slowly: "I originally accepted an apprentice, and my cultivation doesn't need to be too high, just let the sky rain when you and I are fighting, but I didn't expect you to pick a time that is most unfavorable to you, do you always like to do unexpected things?"

There was another young man in the blacksmith's shop, his cheeks were red and shining, his heart was agitated, his ribs were pounding violently, and he was almost crazy with excitement at the moment.

Suddenly, a fierce aura suddenly erupted from Conggong's body. With a "boom", the invisible energy knocked out a big hole in the roof, and the broken tiles danced in the wind, whistling and whistling to know where it was swept away.

The rain poured down like a torrent, destroying the blacksmith shop into a pile of ruins in an instant, and the burning furnace fire was extinguished by the rain, and the world was pitch black.

Click......

The dazzling white light suddenly illuminated everyone's faces, and a dead locust tree was actually struck by a "sharp sword", igniting a green ghost fire. No matter how hard the rain is, it can't be extinguished.

Suddenly there was a swarm of mosquitoes buzzing and shaking in his ears, and hundreds of silver flying needles floated in front of Yan Gong's body, and before the rain fell, it was torn into mist by the invisible wind in an instant.

The body hidden in the fog suddenly lit up, and cyan lines started from the swollen bag and snaked on the dry body, like a hurricane that rose up, occupying Yan Gong's body in an instant.

At the same time, the colorful lines also spread on Liao Yuan's body, converging towards his back, and in an instant, a pair of gorgeous moth wings broke through the sackcloth clothes and drilled out.

The flying needle suddenly shot out, like a swarm of bees showing a vicious tail needle, covering the sky and the sun and attacking Liao Yuan.

Liao Yuan flapped his wings, and his body suddenly gave birth to a layer of fine white fluff, and then, Liao Yuan spun up like a spinning top, and the fluff left his body one after another, like a white mist shrouding the black pressed flying needle.

The sharp needles seemed to sink into a viscous mire, and the strong wind flow wore away before it took long, and the fluff-stained curved flying needles were scattered all over the ground.

On this side, the young man walked towards Su Xiaoqi, each of his green tendons bulged violently, and the blue spiritual power rushed out, slowly condensing into a fish-body soul coat.

"Don't do it yet. Su Xiaoqi stretched out his hand to stop the young man, and said with a smile: "I said I came to watch the battle, do you believe it?"

The young man smirked, and with a wave of his hands, five plum blossom darts made of rain flew out immediately. Four of them hit the limbs, and one aimed at the front door, a simple trick, but it sealed him in a small space.

Su Xiaoqi sighed, his hands and feet immediately came together, and he fell straight to the ground on his back, and when the dart brushed his body dangerously, he bounced straight up like a spring.

The dangerous killing move was simply dodged by Su Xiaoqi.

"It's not that I don't want to fight, it's that this matter has nothing to do with me. Su Xiaoqi shook his head, "Why don't you go and help your master?"

It's good for me to be here alone, you don't have to take care of me. ”

The grim color on the young man's face became heavier, and his hands flicked continuously, and every time the bean-sized raindrops fell between his fingers, they bombarded out like projectiles from the chamber of the gun.

When the spirit of the ocean system reaches the water, it is like going to the back garden of his own house, and the young man seems to have entered an ethereal realm that no one can beat.

The water splashed between his fingers, and dozens of projectiles that were enough to penetrate any part of Su Xiaoqi's body completely submerged Su Xiaoqi. The young man's cultivation has three levels of emptiness, and the time and place are all right, and he never thinks that he will lose.

Even, he already felt that Su Xiaoqi would inevitably die under this trick.

However, before the young man's smile could spread on his face, it stiffened at the corners of his mouth, and then turned into a heavy intent.

Su Xiaoqi seemed to flash left and right like a light catkins, and every time the projectile seemed to hit his body, it could pass through the corners of his clothes, and all of them fell short.

Su Xiaoqi was also surprised by the changes in his body at this time, his body technique was just the most ordinary body snatching technique, and it was said that he should not be so light. All thanks to the "Eighth Set of Radio Gymnastics" Stand Still Chapter, since he practiced the Standing Still Chapter, he has become extremely sensitive to everything around him.

If he could dodge the swift projectile before that, he would at least suffer no minor internal injuries.

"Is it my move?"

When the word "has" came out, Su Xiaoqi had already rushed out like a vigorous cheetah, every muscle of his was trembling slightly, and every tendon was surging with strong strength. In a matter of moments, his hand touched the hem of the young man's garment.

The young man was startled, his right foot immediately took half a step back, his cheeks bulged, and a torrent suddenly spewed out of his mouth, suddenly hitting Su Xiaoqi's neck.

But Su Xiaoqi suddenly disappeared from his eyes, and the water fell into the air and hit the ground, hitting a pit the thickness of a water tank.

At the same time, the young man suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head, and Su Xiaoqi flashed behind him like a ghost, and cut the back of his neck like a knife.

The pupils suddenly shrank into a thin line, and at the last moment, the "boom" in the young man's brain exploded, and he turned his body around without breaking through his physical potential, facing Su Xiaoqi, and crossed his arms to block his throat.

But what was waiting for him was not a swift hand knife, but Su Xiaoqi's right leg in the chest.

The young man suddenly felt that his chest was whipped by a steel whip, and his body flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread, rolling on the ground several times, and a bloody arrow rushing up his throat suddenly shot out of his mouth.

"It doesn't look like you're as strong as I thought. Su Xiaoqi looked at the young man with a blue face with a smile.