That sweet wind was Tang Lihu's "powdered rakshasa" on the cigarette stick before, but instead of poisoning Jia Wanjin, he was wrapped in internal force, and then used it on Tang Lihu in turn. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Tang Lihu didn't say that he fell in response to the move, but he also stumbled, and his hands and feet softened.

Jia Wanjin smiled weirdly, and seized the opportunity to pinch Tang Lihu's Adam's apple.

Unexpectedly, Tang Lihu is a ruthless corner, he deals with poison every day, and this "powder-faced rakshasa" has been tried countless times by him on himself, and he has already had resistance. At that moment, there was a plan, and after luring Jia Wanjin to make a move, after grabbing Jia Wanjin, he shouted violently and punched out.

Jia Wanjin didn't expect this, so he changed his tricks and spewed out a puff of smoke from his mouth.

Although Tang Lihu punched Jia Wanjin in the chest, he was also dizzy and weak. He knew in his heart that this was a mouthful of "turning back and scattering" that Jia Wanjin left in his mouth and wrapped it with his internal strength. But... Tang Lihu smiled when he thought of this.

At the same time, there was no living person left in front of the boy. He turned around, walked over in a chic manner, and said with a smile: "Brother Jia is very capable." ”

"Humph!" Jia Wanjin snorted coldly, although he had dodged Tang Lihu's careful punch just now, he was still swept into the Tanzhong acupoint by the fist wind, and for a while, the blood in his chest surged. He himself was not in a hurry, and snorted, "Iron." No matter how big my brother's ability is, he can't compare to you. ”

"Where, where." The young man smiled: "Compared to the old brother, the younger brother is still very tender." But I don't know how the old brother knows that the cigarette stick and the smoke pot are poisonous? ”

Jia Wanjin was calculating how to escape in his heart, while secretly suppressing the annoyance in his chest, and said in his mouth: "The bad thing is that Tang Lihu shouldn't use his Tang Sect's poisoning technique 'Whisk Willow Hand'." ”

"Oh?" The young man's eyes widened: "Where did the old brother know that he is Tang Lihu?" ”

"Hmph, I'm familiar with him as Elder Tang Hui of the Tang Sect in Sichuan. Nature knows this technique. thinks that his 'willow hand' is only the old man of the family, and the only old man of the Tang family who did not die back then was Tang Lihu, a traitor. But it's not him, who is coming? What's more, the poisonous smell of his body, I have been paying attention to him for a long time. "The way where the old god Javanjin is present.

"However, brother, do you know that there is such a popular saying in the Tang Sect? Anything that Tang Lihu has touched can't touch? The boy laughed.

Speaking of this, Jia Wanjin's complexion changed greatly, and he connected several big holes on his chest.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Late ......" Before Tang Lihu finished laughing, a crystal clear dagger came out of his mouth.

On the other end of the dagger, the hand of the young man holding the dagger, is also white and flawless.

Tang Lihu stared at the young man in disbelief.

The boy wore a human skin mask and gave him a big smile.

Tang Lihu fell to the ground with a bang. Tang Lihu died at the hands of the young man in this way.

Looking at this situation, Jia Wanjin suddenly felt a chill under his feet, and shivered unconsciously. A strange smile bloomed on his face at this moment.

"You Burning Thunder Gang have already cooperated with the Orientals, haven't you?" The boy smiled, as if he had asked the question inadvertently.

But Javanjin knew that the deepest part of that smile lurked the coldest look he'd ever seen in his life. "Worse than anyone else." That's how Javanjin felt from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that Jia Wanjin did not answer, the young man took a step towards him and put mental pressure on him.

But at this moment, there was a sudden change in the field, and two Oriental knives came out of the ground, one left and one right, and stabbed the boy.

The young man was not in a hurry, dodged and gently avoided it.

It was four cross-dressers. The well-informed young man could see at a glance that those four were the ninjas of the Five Shadows Alliance.

"Looks like my brother doesn't have to answer me." The boy's smile remained the same.

"Mizutomi. Shui Ji, you escort Jia Jun to go first. The ninja at the head shouted in Japanese.

"Hello!" The two female ninjas behind them set up Javankin, and with a smoke bomb, the three of them disappeared in place.

The young man didn't seem to be nervous about Jia Wanjin's departure, and pulled out a sandalwood black paper fan on his body, so that he could fan the wind for a while.

"Why don't you chase?" The leading ninja asked in a stiff Nakahara.

"He'll come back to me." The boy threw him a charming smile.

The two ninjas looked at each other, then slowly moved back vigilantly.

"Hehe, you two can't go." The young man smiled, and the black paper fan in his hand closed, pointing out a thousand phantoms towards the two ninjas under the hood.

"Water escape! Water Barrier! The ninja on the right put his hands together and drew water out of the place where there was no water. The column of water soared into the sky, blocking the shadow of the young man's fan.

The young man frowned, and the water god's water-splitting palm struck out, shattering the water wall.

However, the two ninjas had disappeared from the boy's sight. The boy knew that the two of them didn't go far, but just used ninjutsu to hide themselves.

"I don't want to run away with any of them." The boy said to himself. Suddenly, his clothes automatically rose up without wind: "Since I can't find it with what I see, I'll find it with my voice!" ”

"Drink!!!!!!!" Thinking about this, the young man actually used a kung fu similar to the throat of a Shaolin lion. If there is someone who knows the goods, you will know that this trick has a name, which is Shaolin's lost Dharma secret technique "Outer Sanskrit Sound".

This roar, roared by a young man, did not have the peace of Buddhism at all, but was extremely domineering. The few small finches that were close were also shaken off the branches by him, and they saw that they would not survive.

At that moment, the boy stopped roaring, sneered slightly, and threw himself into a small mound behind him to his right, for there was a faint smell of blood.

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