Then die together!

I saw that after stopping Tong Sheng, the ghost-faced old man who had not made a move suddenly sneered, and his figure appeared behind Mo Hanfeng, with a black fog in his palm, and slapped behind him.

"Be careful, sir!"

Seeing this, Tong Sheng hurriedly reminded.

Sensing a cold aura behind him, Mo Hanfeng didn't care about the attack of these corpse slaves, turned around and struck out a palm, only to hear a loud bang, the palms of the two were facing each other, and the two forces burst out, shaking the green bricks under their feet, and the invisible qi wave swept Tong Sheng away, and a group of corpse slaves stepped on the ground with both feet, supporting them to approach Mo Hanfeng.

"Boom, the old man wants to see how long you can last!"

The ghost-faced old man laughed sadly, his empty eyes as if he had no pupils, and his hideous expression was as eerie as a ghost.

"Witch God Cult, what a daring!"

Mo Hanfeng was furious when he heard this, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and a pair of tiger eyes stared at the ghost-faced old man in front of him like a fierce beast, and secretly swore in his heart that if he could survive this time, he would completely eradicate this cult one day.

But to put it lightly, at this moment he is being controlled by the other party, and there are seven corpse slaves and an old lady Liu who does not know the details on the side has not yet made a move, and today I am afraid that there will be no life, and it will be difficult to escape!

Sensing the cold qi coming from his palm, his internal strength gradually weakened, and he felt that his entire right arm was frozen, becoming extremely stiff, and his palm was accompanied by a tingling sensation, as if there were thousands of needles pricking, and the pain was incomparable.

Mo Hanfeng's internal force was difficult to sustain, but the ghost-faced old man was not killed at all, and the continuous exertion in his palm actually shook Mo Hanfeng and slowly retreated.

Seeing this, Mrs. Liu on the side sneered: "Seeing that adults are working so hard, it is better to help you wait for Bliss early!" ”

As he spoke, the bell in his hand was about to shake again.

At this moment, suddenly a figure swept from a distance, and in an instant she came to Mrs. Liu, and a strong wind hit and grabbed the brass bell in her hand.

Mrs. Liu was startled at first, but quickly reacted, flipped her left palm, and struck at the opponent with a hand knife.

I only heard a cold snort from the black shadow, and the person who came with two fingers and a sword quickly pointed out, and a fierce aura was stimulated, directly penetrating Mrs. Liu's palm, and blood was splashed everywhere.

Before she could scream in pain, she found that her right hand was empty, and at some point, the brass bell in her hand had been taken away.

I saw that the figure in the darkness made a successful move, and immediately retreated to the courtyard.

Facing the moonlight, she saw the other party's face clearly, a delicate young man, with a dusty temperament, containing charm, his eyes were full of aura, and he was dressed in white fluttering, as if he had descended from heaven.

Mrs. Liu couldn't help but widen her eyes, judging from the other party's moves, martial arts are definitely much higher than herself, she thought that she was a master from somewhere, but she didn't expect that what she saw was actually a teenager, looking at his appearance, he couldn't even have a weak crown, how could this be?

The person who came was Yang Ling, he glanced at the brass bell in his hand, and chuckled: "This thing is your method of controlling them?" ”

Without waiting for Mrs. Liu to answer, he used his five fingers to directly crumple the bell into a ball of scrap metal and threw it to the ground.

And as the bell was destroyed, the Confused Heart Gu hidden in the copper tongue also died after letting out a squeaky scream, only to see all the corpse slaves in the compound collapse to the ground like puppets that had been cut off the strings.

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"Bastard, dare to kill my Gu worm, you are looking for death!"

When Mrs. Liu saw that the Gu worm she had hidden in the brass bell was killed, her whole person fell into a state of madness, and she grinned at Yang Ling.

And at the same time, hiding in the shadows, Cheng Xi, who saw Yang Ling's shot, was speechless, he originally looked at how good it was that Mo Hanfeng was killed, and he had to go out to spread this troubled water, but now it was exposed!

"But it's okay, you two are dragging people here, master, I'll search slowly!"

Cheng Xie knew Yang Ling's ability, but he didn't worry about him, glanced at a few people, silently retreated, and disappeared into the shadows.

Without the threat of corpse slaves, Mo Hanfeng's pressure suddenly decreased a lot, he looked at the figure in the courtyard, although it was a year later, he still recognized it at a glance.

"It's him!"

That day, Yang Ling used his exquisite swordsmanship to deal with him, and used this to save Yu Mobai from escape, which he still haunts to this day.

Later, after some inquiry, I also knew the other party's name, if I remember correctly, it should be called Yang Ling, and he is also a hairy boy who has just entered the rivers and lakes.

The ghost-faced old man naturally found Yang Ling, who suddenly appeared, and was shocked to see that he snatched the brass bell from the ghost woman's hand with a single look, but when he saw that the other party was just a teenager, he couldn't help but scold the ghost woman for being wasteful, and he was easily taken away by a junior.

Seeing that there was no cover from the corpse slave, there was no need for him to stalemate with Mo Hanfeng any longer, so he immediately shook the other party back with internal force, and then quickly retreated, and the figure disappeared into the lobby.

Just when Mo Hanfeng's face was full of doubts, he saw the ghost-faced old man go and return, with a seven-foot-long ebony staff in his hand, waving it towards him.

Old thing, I can't beat it, and I actually pull weapons...... Mo Hanfeng's face suddenly darkened, if it weren't for the wrong situation, he couldn't wait to scold shamelessly.

On the other side, seeing the ghost woman rushing towards him, Yang Ling stood still as if he was stupid, until the other party was only a foot away from him, and then he slowly stretched out his right hand and pointed out, the index finger and middle finger were together, and a dark red qi flowed between his fingers, and then turned into a fire snake and rushed out from between his fingers.

The ghost woman suddenly felt a wave of fiery qi rushing towards her face, burning her cheeks painfully, and her heart was greatly shocked, especially when she saw a fire snake condensed by true qi rushing towards her, she was even more frightened, and immediately activated her true qi attached to her hand, and waved her arm towards the fire snake to grab it.

I saw that the fire snake opened its bloody mouth and bit the ghost woman's wrist, but it was grabbed by the other party at a distance of seven inches, and the true qi in the palm skyrocketed, and it instantly dispersed this qi, and after the fire snake struggled for a while, it dissipated into the air as a flame.

Before the ghost woman was happy, when she was sarcastic about the other party's bells and whistles, a burning sensation in her hand immediately climbed into her heart, she looked at her palm in horror, and suddenly let out a miserable scream.

I don't know when, her palm has already been blurred by the skin and flesh burned by the other party's hot true qi, but in Shicai, she didn't realize it, and at this moment, the pain after the burning spread all over her body, and she couldn't help but wail in pain.

Yang Ling looked at the other party lightly, there was no sympathy in his eyes, especially after knowing what kind of sect the Wushen Sect was, he hated the people in this sect even more, not to mention abolishing her hand, even if he killed her, Yang Ling's eyes would not blink.

The ghost woman pinched her right wrist tightly, the pain was a little stronger than the pain of the burning fire, it was obviously not an ordinary flame, as if it was not only her own palm that was burning, but also the meridians and metacarpal bones of the palm were in molten slurry, and the pain made her sweat profusely and her face pale.

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"What the hell is this...... How could there be such a strong pure yang true qi in the world......"

Her withered lips trembled, and she just looked at the young man in front of her, her eyes showing an irrepressible look of fear.

Yang Ling held his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards her as if he was taking a leisurely walk.

Seeing this, the ghost woman suddenly felt like she was facing a great enemy, and hurriedly retreated, and even asked the ghost-faced old man for help in fear.

"Old ghost, save me!!"

The ghost-faced old man who was fighting with Mo Hanfeng didn't pay attention to the direction of the ghost woman, and when he heard her call for help at this moment, his brows suddenly wrinkled together, and he scolded in displeasure: "Bastard, you can't even deal with a hairy boy, why don't you die!" ”

Hearing this, the ghost woman was also angry: "There is a kind of you who comes to deal with him, if you can win, the old woman will kneel down for you immediately and serve you as the master!" ”

The ghost-faced old man smiled coldly: "Useless things, get out!" ”

As he spoke, he forced Mo Hanfeng back with a stick, and then stepped heavily under his feet, several gravels flew away, and then swept out with a stick, only to hear the thudding sound of the stones hitting him, and shot at Tong Sheng who was hiding in the corner like a hidden weapon.

Mo Hanfeng was in a hurry, and he didn't care about entanglement with the ghost-faced old man, so he rushed out with an arrow and blocked all the flying stones for Tong Sheng.

Taking advantage of this gap, the ghost-faced old man was already holding an ebony staff and killing Yang Ling.

"You and I join forces!"

Seeing the ghost-faced old man rushing over, the ghost woman hurriedly said.

However, the ghost-faced old man snorted coldly and didn't even look at her.

"Get out of the way and play, this old man is enough!"

As he spoke, he raised his staff and slashed down at Yang Ling's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Yang Ling frowned slightly, and dodged sideways slightly, the strong wind blowing in his face made his cheeks hurt like a blade, and as the staff hit the ground hard, the green bricks on the ground were directly smashed out of a deep pit.

Seeing this situation, the ghost-faced old man also sighed, looking a little surprised, and then, he swung his staff and struck at Yang Ling again, sweeping thousands of troops with one move, and the force he carried was enough to stop a person and smash him to death.

Seeing that the staff was about to smash on Yang Ling's waist, he suddenly squatted down, his breath sank into the dantian, his left hand was held behind his back, and he held it towards the head of the staff, and his right arm stretched out in a bent way, pumping its roots, only to hear a muffled bang, and the two hands reached out at the same time, but he held the ebony staff at the same time, there was no earth-shattering explosion, no sweeping force, just like a child's club, easily caught by an adult, it was ordinary.

I saw the shocked face of the ghost-faced old man, his eyes widened, and finally saw a trace of the whites of his eyes in that eye socket, and the whole person fell into a sluggish state.

In order to fight quickly, he had already used all his strength to deal with this blow, and under the swing at close range, this staff was full of strength, but how could the other party take it with his bare hands, how could this be possible?

He couldn't wait to pull out his eyeballs and put them in the other party's hand to see clearly.

At this moment, he really felt like he was beeping a dog.

Facing the shock of the ghost-faced old man, Yang Ling just smiled faintly, and then his arm suddenly exerted force, raised the staff high, and circled the other party and people in the air like a wooden stake, and when the internal force was sufficient, he held the head of the staff with his left hand, and slammed his right palm at a position four inches away from him, only to hear a click, this ebony staff that was as hard as iron was actually broken by him, and the ghost-faced old man was also injured by an irresistible internal force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and flew upside down.

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