Isn't this the haunting man in black? Fashion was so frightened that he got up, and instinctively wanted to run. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The man in black didn't stop him, but said gloomily: "Boy, you can't escape from the palm of the deity, if you don't want to die, tell the deity, where is Feng Lingzhu?

Damn, this donkey killed Uncle Tiger with a donkey face, Lao Tzu fought with him today! The anger in Fashion's heart burned brightly, and the fear was dispelled at once. In the case of being overwhelmed by the blood, fashion is not afraid of the donkey-faced man in black! He quickly took out the Seven Stars to chase the wind, and with the help of only a little internal force True Qi, he used his only internal strength to tread the snow without a trace.

The donkey-faced man in black was really like a ghost-like master, he only completed the defense in an instant, and muttered in his mouth: "The eye of heaven can see through!" Fashion's self-esteemed unbreakable snow treading without a trace can be seen through by the donkey-faced man in black. When Fashion flew up and was about to plunge into the heart of the donkey-faced black-clothed man, the donkey-faced turned sideways and slammed his palm on Fashion's back.

Fashion seemed to have been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and after rolling his body in a circle, he fell headlong on the grass and couldn't move. Xin'er next to him cried like crazy: "Dead donkey face, ugly monster! Dare to hit my fashion brother, Miss Ben will fight with you!"

The donkey-faced man in black walked up to the fashion again step by step, and said with a mocking and gloomy face: "Boy, what other martial arts do you have? Now you can show them all! You don't have much time to live, and anyone who is hit by the deity's soul breaking palm will not survive for more than two hours! But if you can take out the phoenix spirit bead, the deity can consider saving your life!"

At least three of the fashionable ribs were broken, and only his right arm was left to move. Death dragged the fashionable body step by step towards the abyss. Is it just like that? I don't want to be reconciled! Fashion barely had time to be afraid, and he tried his best to take out the shotgun from the Holy Spirit Amber Space (the bullets of the shotgun had been advanced into the chamber of the gun beforehand, and the safety was opened! just in case, killing the enemy with one shot)

Fashion raised the shotgun with one hand in his right arm, and the muzzle of the black hole slowly lifted, aiming little by little at the nose of the donkey-faced man in black. The donkey-faced man in black clasped his hands on his chest as if admiring a dying mouse, with a disdainful face. He didn't pay attention to fashion at all, maybe fashion was as humble as a mouse in his eyes!

The donkey-faced man in black laughed: "What's the matter, it's dying, and you take out a burning stick and face it at the deity?" You kid is really ......funny" The fashionable index finger pulled the trigger of the shotgun, and with a "boom", a ball of flame sprayed at the head of the donkey-faced black-clothed man like an angry fire dragon......

The donkey-faced black-clad man's head was instantly shattered by the blast of the shotgun, and the headless corpse toppled backwards. Fashion used the remnants of his consciousness to put the shotgun into the amber space, he really ran out of strength, his vision blurred little by little, and slowly passed out. In the moonlight, the woods and cliffs were unconscious with two unconscious people, plus a headless corpse, and the scene was indeed very terrifying. However, some carnivores love the things that humans find scary.

The smell of blood from the headless corpse had been picked up by the wild wolf far away, and it was cautiously approaching it little by little. It was a night of killing, but also a night of opportunity. A figure rolled in the air, landing steadily on the grass not far away like a tanuki, and he quickly came to Yanxin's side after checking the surrounding situation.

The person who came was a noble man who was nearly fifty years old, I saw him sit up Yan Xin, and clicked a few times on several important acupoints of Yan Xin, Yan Xin slowly opened his eyes: "Daddy, why did you come here? By the way, how is Brother Fashion?" Yan Wuji waved his hand, signaling Yan Xin not to speak, he got up and walked to the headless corpse to carefully examine the body of the donkey-faced man in black and said in surprise: "Who has the great ability to kill the ghost sacrifice? This is simply incredible!"

Yan Xin was so tired that she couldn't get up for the time being, she sat on the grass and said, "Daddy, this donkey-faced man in black is called the Ghost Sacrifice? Who is the Ghost Sacrifice? There are three of us, it is this person called the Ghost Sacrifice who came to kill me, and Brother Fashion came to save me! Later, I fainted, and the bad guy called the Ghost Sacrifice must have been killed by Brother Fashion, which is great! This donkey-faced ghost sacrifice killed many people, and Uncle Tiger was also killed by him!"

Yan Wuji shook his head: "The ghost sacrifice can never be killed by fashion, I know the martial arts of fashion, how can he kill the ghost sacrifice? Even if Ziqu breaks his sorrow today, he can't kill the ghost sacrifice, how can he kill it?" Yan Wuji thought for a while and said: "You can't stay here for a long time, the ghost path will soon have a spiritual sense with the ghost sacrifice, so the ghost path will soon know that the ghost sacrifice is dead, and he will be able to find it soon! And this ghost path is even more powerful than the ghost sacrifice, and there is no humanity! It is estimated that everyone who is related to the death of the ghost sacrifice will have to die!" So Xin'er, we have to hurry up!"

Xin'er's anxious tears were about to flow out: "What about Brother Fashion? Dad, you can't help Brother Fashion! He is his daughter's life-saving benefactor!" Yan Wuji shook his head helplessly: "The martial arts of the ghost path are not something I can compete with, even if Ning Xue Fairy, Fengya and the three of me join forces, it will be useless! Whether fashion can survive or not depends on his creation!" Yan Wuji came to fashion's side......

In a daze, Fashion was ordered a few life-saving acupoints, and a pill was fed in his mouth, and then his body floated up, followed by an endless fall...... There was a faint cry in the ears of the girl, "Fashion brother, fashion brother ......"

I don't know how long it took, but the pain of broken ribs woke fashion up, and a faint ray of sunlight penetrated the dense leaves, dappled and sprinkled on his face, with a hint of warmth, a hint of life. Where is this? The first question that pops up in the fashion mind is, is this the underworld? Why is there sunshine in the underworld?

Chaos's head slowly became clear-minded, and fashion remembered that he should be with Xin'er, and the ghostly donkey-faced man in black! By the way, if he shot the donkey-faced black-clothed man's head, then there should be no danger, so why is he here? Where is this?

Fashion struggled to get up, picking up the leaves, and I looked up, and there was a cliff with no end in sight! I had fallen into the deep canyon. Why did it fall into this canyon? Probably the shotgun was pushed down the canyon by the recoil of the gun when it blew off the head of the donkey-faced man in black?

Fashion checked the shotgun, it was still in the Holy Amber. Fashion took out the cloud brocade robe in the Holy Spirit Amber and replaced the nocturnal black clothes on his body, and then sat on the stone and thought about things slowly. Fashion thought, "When I shot off the head of the donkey-faced man in black, my body was too weak, and it was very likely that I would be shocked into the canyon, but I seemed to remember that he was lying down at the time! Didn't the donkey-faced man in black say that he would die if he was poisoned? Could it be that there is a special aura at the bottom of this valley that resists the poison of the palm? Alas, I don't want to, I have a headache! What about Xin'er? The sun has come out since last night, and it has been at least eight or nine hours, and Xin'er has fainted at the edge of the forest, and the wild wolves in the forest must have eaten Xin'er!"

Thinking of this, fashion: "Ahh When he was feeling guilty, a man next to him spoke: "Hey, young man, what are you howling about? My old man has lived so long, and it is the first time that I have seen someone fall into the Valley of Flames and not fall to his death!

As soon as the words fell, a "primitive man" came out of the pile of leaves, his beard and hair growing in a piece, dragging all the way to his lower abdomen, and wearing inappropriate clothes all over his body, probably ripped from the dead man. It seems that people are also in their seventies, and they should be ordinary people without the coercion of martial arts and internal force. Fashion immediately relaxed his vigilance and greeted warmly: "Uncle, why are you here?"