Bang! A muffled thunder exploded in his ears, and the heat wave seemed to have lifted his cheeks in the blink of an eye, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood upside down for a while, and the whole person stiffly grabbed the figure of Chao Gu Shen rushing towards him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info waved his arm to block, and a small round and shiny steel ball hit his forearm with a string of sparks!

When! The metal crunch and the great force came at the same time, and Yan Yan involuntarily retreated and collided with the rushing flaming horse again.

Poof! A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, and the bright red color seemed to arouse the ferocity of the flaming horse, and the single horn on the top of his head shone on his neck was a fierce cut.

Yan Hui's waist twisted so hard that the stroke hit his shoulder, and he didn't dare to release the water anymore, and he kicked the flaming horse away with a single kick. The whole person slid out of the ground before stopping!

This brief confrontation ended in danger, and the flame horse that was kicked away stood vigilantly by the pit to protect Gu Shen, while Yan Hui put all his attention on the figure standing on the quiet side!

This is a young man who is not very handsome but has a little evil smile, wearing a blue coat similar to the zombie under Jin Xu's hands, but he has a bright yellow coat outside. The most peculiar thing is that this young man wears a melon-skin hat on his head, and from the brim of the hat hangs down a large braid that reaches to his waist!

Yan Yan frowned, could it be that this person is the ninth division master of the Hanging Mirror Division? He looked down at the small arm armor that had been dented and then looked at the firearm in the young man's hand, he had seen a lot of guns, but he was really rare to see them! Obviously, this kind of backward firearm would not be treated well in any world.

"Your Excellency is the Ninth Master?" the silk thread in Yan Hui's hand slowly spread towards the young man on the ground, but his mouth was knowingly attracting his attention.

It's just that he miscalculated one thing, that is, the boy didn't answer at all, and he raised the fire and shot it again.

Yan Hui was furious, and more than a dozen silk threads were entangled together to form a whip, and slammed on the steel ball, and the huge force followed the whip, making his fingers tremble lightly. A puff of sparks collided in the air, and after the fire, the boy completely ignored the performance, but ran directly to the big pit!

I have to say that this move made Gu Shen startled, this practice of exposing his back to the enemy in battle is really strange, in other words, this thing is really the ninth master?

Although Yan Hui also wondered, where would he let go of this kind of opportunity, the silk thread in his hand was like a net towards the young man, as long as one of them was stained with his body, then Yan Hui would win. But unexpectedly, two sword lights suddenly fell from the sky and violently disrupted all the silk threads, causing Yan Hui to return again in vain.

And the young man who successfully arrived at Gu Shen's side suddenly pulled out a dagger from his boot and lightly swiped at the silk thread wrapped around Gu Shen's body, but the silk thread that could resist the sword was easily cut!

"Hey, this is a divine soldier, so sharp!" Gu Shen stood up from the pit with a carp and pointed to the baby Beibei on the edge of the pit. The boy comprehended the approach.

And Gu Shen looked at the two middle-aged people who were standing in front of Yan Hui at this time, only to feel confused for a while, and then looked at the young man who was cutting the thread on the side, who was the ninth master?

"Who the hell are you, dare to meddle with the affairs of the Pure Land!" Yan Yan stared at the two middle-aged people in front of him with a complicated expression, whether it was a young man who suddenly appeared or these two middle-aged people, in his opinion, their cultivation was not high, but they appeared too abruptly, as if they were generated out of thin air. Could it be that this ninth master still has the ability to clone?

The two middle-aged men were silent, each holding a long sword, standing quietly in front of them like two statues, ignoring any questions from Yan Yan.

Yan Hui's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had thought of a possibility, and suddenly looked around, but saw that one figure after another really appeared out of thin air, and in a blink of an eye, there were dozens of them!

These figures are all dressed in different ways, including peddlers, pawns, officials, merchants, and even chefs with kitchen knives in their hands!

At this moment, even Gu Shen understood that these characters must be the soul treasures of the Ninth Master!

"Hey, hey, there's nothing in this world that the Hanging Mirror Division doesn't dare to take care of. The playful voice resounded in the crowd, and the owner of the voice seemed to be constantly moving his position, so that Yan Yan couldn't even hear where the deity was.

Yan Yan is not flustered, just like a Poke Ball, this kind of situation with multiple soul treasures is not unseen, although it is a little difficult but it may not be really invincible. The key is to find the deity!

Yan Hui has been traveling outside all the year round, and he has also come from the killing step by step, and almost instantly thought of a way, only to see his fingers shrink and pull the Wei brothers who have not had time to cut the silk thread.

This movement was like pouring a large barrel of gasoline in the midst of the flames, and the whole scene exploded in an instant, and dozens of thugs of various professions rushed forward with weapons in their hands.

Yan Yan snorted coldly and wrapped the silk thread around the necks of the two, "If you dare to make a move, I will strangle them immediately!"

Then with a bang, Yan Hui's eyes were bruised, these rough men didn't care about the Wei brothers at all, and a group of people were like ruffians and hooligans, and they stomped on Yan Hui like a slam on their heads and faces!

"Chen Qi, you bastard really doesn't care about our brother's life!"

The silk thread on his neck tightened suddenly, and Wei Yu felt that the threat of death was in front of him, and he couldn't help but curse angrily.

"Ahh Although he was beaten up for carelessness just now, he also felt Wei Yu's movements through the silk thread, and this was the place he was looking at!

"Now I know why your brother can only hang out in the tenth position, this critical moment will be bad!" was still the same playful voice, only this time his voice was clearer from the swaying canopy.

Yan Yan waved his palm in the air, and the palm force parted the luxuriant branches and leaves to reveal the figure sitting inside, and his heart sank for no reason!

This is a dissolute young man, who is not a few years older than Gu Shen, but the folded cloth and elbow-reaching sleeves all show that he is an unruly person. He sat on the trunk of a tree with his legs spread apart, and there was a set of flasks and glasses beside him, and a little mellow fragrance came from the glasses. Even though the silk thread of Yan Yan had reached his eyes, he still drank the wine in the wine glass first!

This confident appearance could not help but be obscure or unvigilant, but until the silk thread was tightly wrapped around the young man's body, he still did not see any movement.

"You ......" Yan Yan's question did not come out, because just as his vigilance had just been lowered with the silk thread, a long sword had pierced his heart from behind.