"It's not possible"

A palm disappeared, and the man in black screamed in panic, and was cut off after half a sound.

Because of the knife that rushed in the face, because of the two cross-twisted indifferent eyes, because of the figure that would not stop moving forward, and because of the roar.

"Definitely!"

Of course, it's also because I still don't know where to hide, the voice is like a young child, and the strength is not weaker than his own at all.

There are thousands of cultivators, thousands of cultivation methods, and thousands of monks, such as countless stars, but if you ask who is the most suitable person to hide, there will always be only one answer: space power.

In the same way, if you ask who is best suited for sneak attack or protection, there is still only one answer: space power.

The monks have a keen eye, but their most common and effective means of investigation is the divine mind, and the reason why the monk is able to observe the nuances is that the divine mind and the space are in harmony. The truth that the extremes of things must be reversed will always exist, and if you encounter an opponent of specialization and space, as long as the strength of the two sides is not too different, the effect of divine thoughts is as ridiculous as a wild wolf showing off its claws in front of a tiger, and a mountain tapir showing off its nose to an elephant.

In terms of cultivation, Xiao Budian is roughly the same as the man in black, and even if he exceeds it, it is very limited. Now that she has a home, she has not had time to cultivate well, and all the essences of the seventy-three ancestors have not been touched, just trying to lay a solid foundation and hone her skills, but this does not mean that it is still the screw beauty when she was just transformed, and her strength has already been turned upside down.

"Space spells, what you want is fine, the focus is on the subtlety, the pursuit is imperceptible, hurting people, saving people, killing people, and harming people, all of which are carried out quietly. ”

This is what her father, who doesn't understand space, told her, yes, yes, yes, yes, Xiao Budian is implementing the education plan of Thirteen Lang to the letter, and the way of fighting has changed from wide opening and closing to not getting wet. Completely changed. To use an inappropriate analogy, Xiao Budian is the most perfect canvas, and no matter how Shisanlang paints and outlines, he will eventually become a clever thief.

Worried about being discovered by the man in black, Thirteen Lang asked his daughter to do not do much, one is to hide it. Don't show up from beginning to end; the second is to arrange some spatial lines in the key points of Shangguan Xinya, how many of them, whether they are sharp or not, let her watch and do it herself.

Because there is no need to attack directly, it is just a piece of cake for her to cross the sea and penetrate the barrier of the man in black, as for the space lines, there are more than a dozen around Shangguan Xinya's neck.

A line is a magical power, but in terms of this method, the small point is compared to the big conch that the Gun King once fought with. In contrast, the man in black went to arrest Shangguan with his bare hands, and he couldn't use a little talisman Xuanguang, and he was afraid that he would accidentally pinch her to death. The man in black still couldn't bear to kill Shangguan like this, because he hadn't studied the feather, the horn, and the body.

In this way, the man in black struck with one palm. The little one started at the same time, and the two met and only scrapped one of his hands

It's too light. It's so light.

Although the man in black was so aggrieved that he couldn't do it, Xiao Budian was not satisfied, and hid aside and snorted angrily.

"Next time, I should be bold. ”

The blade broke through the wind, and the cold blade cut the muscles and split the skin, and the kilometers swept by.

The unseen opponent is busy encouraging himself. The man in black was already in a state of dissipation, and at this time he realized that his opponent was not rushing to this side just now, but deliberately slowing down. The only thing to be thankful for under the great change is that the man in black has two hands after all. Although one has been abolished, the other has already attacked with the sharp claws of the five ghosts, which should be able to intercept the opponent.

Unconsciously, the man in black had lowered his requirements for himself a lot, and at the moment of the attack just now, he still wanted to control the other party and not be able to fight back, even if he couldn't kill him directly, he would not have time to take out the bow again.

"Burial Ghost Claw!"

"Kill!"

The power consumption of the fixed word magic power depends on the strength of the opponent, and while restricting the man in black, Thirteen Lang will inevitably suffer the backlash; after all, he has not yet turned into a god, and if he changes to an ordinary overhaul, he will vomit three liters of blood just this time;

Fighting like him, why do you need any supernatural means?

After fixing, the demon slashing knife never seeks any deep and gorgeous light, but only pursues the most direct way, the shortest distance and the most violent and arrogant liliang. Three steps of a kilometer, a seven-zhang long knife slashed straight at the head, and the force is like a real mountain descending

It was a sword that was heavy, driven by force, with forbearance and anger, and faced with a claw that had been hastily delivered, weakened by severe pain, and weakened by this interruption.

"Roar!"

The roar was full of despair, five fingers with sword-like nails flew into the air, and the five imps flew into the air with liberation, and the seven-zhang long knife was undiminished, cutting off the right arm of the man in black with one sword.

It was too fast, and the blindness was not enough to describe, and the blackfriar did not even have time to recover from his loss, and his arm and palm were completely destroyed.

Can you fight without arms? The answer is yes. The monk's Dao method is magical enough, one thought can become a supernatural power, and it can kill people with one eye, just like when he killed the black face before, he just waved his hand lightly.

Now he can't surrender, he still has a mouth, feet, and plenty of mana, of course, at this time he no longer wants to win, he just wants to do his best to stop the other party, looking for a chance to escape.

"The Gate of the Ghost Domain"

The exit can ease the situation a little, but it's a pity that he is too slow, too inflexible, and too ignorant of Thirteen Lang's temperament.

"Definitely!"

With another drink, Thirteen Lang seemed to have been punched in the chest, but the essence of the man in black was blocked in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out. The next scene made his eyes split, Thirteen Lang didn't care about the knife, let the knife fly and scurried away, and his body crashed into the chest of the man in black like a meteor, hitting him with a warm heart.

Where is it a person, the man in black felt as if he had been collided head-on by ten giant dragons, and after a series of crackling explosions in his body, his body flew upside down, and blood actually shot out from his back.

It was caused by the bones being rotten, and their flesh bursting alive.

"Dual cultivation of spirits and demons. Amazing?"

"You"

As an overhaul, there are still people who will fight in this way? Listening to the opponent's words, the man in black just wanted to roar angrily: I am already crippled!

He didn't scream like that, and it was too late, his body was carried back and walked away, and the man in black tried to survive again. Loud shouts.

"Demonization"

"Definitely!"

Sinking his shoulders forward, Shisanlang was inconvenient to exert his strength with both hands, and three consecutive kicks under his feet, kicking the knees of the man in black to pieces, and making up for a knee hit at the end.

There seemed to be a crisp sound coming from under him, because he was too anxious and flustered, and the man in black couldn't really hear it, but he was sure that his most precious thing was lost, and he could no longer be angry.

"Ahh

If it is said. Just now, the man in black spoke a little blurred because of his short tongue, but now he is using his soul to let out a wail, his sadness and grievances are helpless and pitiful, and the iron man can't help but cry when he hears it.

"Funeral Transformation"

"Definitely!"

With his head tilted back, Thirteen Lang's right hand was freed from the entanglement, and he tore off the remaining left arm of the man in black.

"Sacrifice to the Soul and Invite the Ancestors"

"Definitely!"

With a muffled sound, a blow to the headbrush slammed into the particularly towering nose, and Mr. Thirteen didn't feel how dirty the blood was spilling.

"Explode for me"

"Definitely!"

The left hand is inserted diagonally like a belly. For example, the genius magic power is clasped together, firmly locking the primordial spirit of the man in black, and his right hand is shot down in the head with a fist. A slap smashed his head.

A dignified monk, a spirit and demon who likes to kill and bully, and has rich combat experience beyond the reach of ordinary people, just because of a little injury, a little greed, and a little miscalculation. A little carelessness turns out like this. From the beginning to the end of this battle, the full fight could only make people blink seven or eight times, and the body of the man in black who had enough mana to vent was completely scattered, and he didn't even have a chance to blow himself up.

Sometimes, combat is as simple as that

"I've told you a long time ago. I'm going to peel you off!"

The man in black had no strength to resist, and Thirteen Lang raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips due to the backlash, and finally had a chance to cast spells as seriously as a monk. An instant ago, he sealed his primordial spirit with thousands of forbidden rings, and then his fingertips spewed flames, and a demon spirit ball still entered his hand.

The fear of the true spirit was concentrated in the primordial spirit that was squeezed into a ball, the fire of the extreme sun was raging, and the black-clothed monk hated it but didn't dare to spit it out, just howled bitterly.

"You can't kill me, I am"

"Shut up!"

Thirteen Lang ignored it, his eyes looked at the five little ghosts who were crazy devouring the flesh and blood scattered around, thoughtful, his eyes were a little gloomy.

"Are you" Shangguan Xinya, who had regained her freedom, was helped over by Xiao Budian, her eyebrows and eyes were silent, and her expression was a little puzzled.

"I am. ”

Thirteen Lang sighed, raised his hand and grabbed it lightly, took the falling colored feather into his hand, and tried to put it on Shangguan Xinya's head.

It's a wonderful scene, Cai Yu seems to have found a home, silently blending into Shangguan Xinya's head, and falling behind her with Qingsi, so harmonious, so soft and beautiful.

Thirteen Lang was a little surprised, but didn't say anything, and reached out to take another pill and sent it to her lips.

"What are you going to do with him?"

Shangguan Xinya'an stood quietly, with a strange calm on her face, after swallowing the pill, she removed her little hand, pointed to the five little ghosts who had improved greatly and hesitated, and asked Thirteen Lang, "Can you help me keep them?"

Shisanlang nodded and said, "Of course. ”

A black shadow appeared behind itself out of thin air, and the ghost king's deterrence and the aura of the colorful feathers behind Shangguan Xinya were attracted, and the five ghosts quickly recognized the reality and obediently got into Shangguan Xinya's sleeve.

The battle seemed to be fierce, the dumb aunt and the others had never made a move at all, and Thirteen Lang had not used all his strength? If it weren't for Shangguan, an ordinary god, how could he be injured to the point of vomiting blood.

"They won't hurt me, don't worry. ”

Seeing that Thirteen Lang was strong and that Thirteen Lang was a little worried, Shangguan Xinya smiled at him, her eyes as calm as stagnant water.

Thirteen Lang didn't know how to be relieved and was silent for a while.

"Childe may not be dead, you don't want it"

"I know he's here, he's always there. ”

Shangguan Xinya pointed to the back of her head, then looked at the man in black and asked, "What should he do?"

Trial first and then kill, this is what Shangguan Xinya meant, it is strange that she does not think that Thirteen Lang will have the possibility of refusal, it is a matter of course.

"No, I'll knock down his cultivation first, and then search for the soul. Thirteen Lang replied equally naturally, and his tone was categorical.

"Soul searching is risky, and the Divine Transformation Cultivator knows the sea tightly, I'm afraid I won't get too much. Shangguan Xinya was slightly surprised.

"Don't be afraid, I'm different from others, he's not qualified enough to make me lost. And I know"

Thirteen Lang silently turned his head and looked in the direction of the Narcissus Sect, his eyes were indifferent, and his expression was a little sarcastic.

"He is not the only captive I have, and he can afford to waste it. ”

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