This sudden change swept the entire Little Heroes Club almost instantly, and most of the people under the ring were desperately struggling, shouting, and fearing, and the heart-rending voices for help came and went.

Sima Zhen saw Du Jie motionless on the other side, his face covered in cold sweat. He knew that he had fallen into an illusion, saying that he had been sealing his qi for two years since the last time he used the Soul Finger, and now this huge amount of evil qi had also scared him, but the effect was really good. Including the people in the audience, there were only a dozen or so people who were indifferent to this. Most of them showed panicked expressions, as if they had seen what they feared the most in their lives. Sima Xincai likes to see other people's expressions like this.

Turning his head and looking like Du Jie again, he was still motionless, sweating like rain on his face. I'm sure he must be struggling with something. Sima Zhencai smiled gloomily, and then said to himself: "Seeing that you are so painful, Young Master Ben will be kind." After speaking, he put his left hand in a fist and placed it in the middle, revealing his index and middle fingers, just like the gesture of a Taoist priest.

"Three Qingyuan combined!" With Sima Xincai's shout, his left hand pointed to the sky. The aura of the whole person changed suddenly, as if the actual black qi wave spread out from him, and all the Shura fantasies disappeared under his fingers. Everyone watched in horror as the fierce gods and evil ghosts in front of them turned back to normal people, and then gradually turned into brightly dressed Wenchen and golden armor generals, and the breath of the whole competition suddenly became a little solemn, and even the sound of melodious musical instruments was heard. This change was completed in a very fast time, and just when everyone was still at a loss, one person on the stage heard a loud shout: "Don't kneel down yet!" ”

Everyone looked up at the stage again, where else were Sima Xincai and Du Jie! Standing in the ring is no less than the existence of the Great Buddha of Garanji Temple. Proudly looking down on their group of ants. Under such a behemoth, people unconsciously have a sense of humility and insignificance. This Buddha-like existence has a three-foot long hair, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, just like the three halal kings who walked out of the painting. Almost everyone in the audience had trembling legs, and they had to crawl in front of such beings who seemed to dominate their world.

After the round of fright just now, the people in the audience were already frightened birds, and almost after they finished drinking at that sound, they had already knelt down or fainted.

Chu Mu also sweated like rain in the audience to resist this mountain-like divine might, he clearly knew that all this was an illusion, but the more he resisted, the more powerful the sense of humility in his heart became, as if the three halal monarchs on the stage were no longer the three pure monarchs, that was the sun, moon and stars, and could dominate everything about him.

And at this moment, nine dragon roars suddenly came from the ring: "Roar! Roar! Roar! ......" This dragon roar was like a Qingming mantra, which directly covered the fairy music that lingered in everyone's ears. Everyone staggered as if they were drunk for a while, and finally came to their senses.

Most people didn't dare to look up at the ring when they woke up, and some of them were even more frightened and ran back. Only the dozen or so people who had not reacted from the beginning to the whole time still watched the changes in the ring with indifference. Because just after the dragon roared, there was a sound of breaking the air on the stage, Chu Muqiang suppressed the panic in his heart, and looked into the ring, only to see his junior brother dancing the Nine Dragons Soul Chasing Gun and fighting Sima Xincai, how could he be frightened. And it only took less than a dozen rounds for Du Jie to beat Sima Zhencai to the ground.

Sima Jincai's face was not bloody at this time, and his all-black eyes were as if he had seen a monster that was even more terrifying than his own.

"Impossible, how can you escape the illusion of the Soul Finger! How can you still be so calm! No way! ”

Du Jie smiled at him, showing his good-looking teeth: "You learn martial arts but don't practice moves, and these sideways techniques are not the right way after all, as I just said, I, Du Jie, was born on horseback, and all I learned is killing tricks." I was twelve years old and fought on the battlefield, and the number of people who died in my hands was not a thousand, but eight hundred, although I also saw those hellish demons come to me to ask for my life, but ......" Speaking of this, she closed her eyes and seemed to be thinking about the illusion just now, and after thinking for a while, she continued: "This is really a joke-like thing, for the general, every day I pin my head to the waistband of my pants, I am not even afraid of death, will I be afraid of the ghosts and ghosts in your illusion?" Sima Xincai, if you don't have anything fresh, then go find the ghost in your fantasy world! ”

Sima Zhen didn't seem to react when he heard what Du Jie said, and he muttered there: "This is impossible, this is impossible...... Du Jie didn't stop, the gun turned over, and directly pointed at his throat with the gun, this is Du Jie's habit, since he can kill, he will never stay. I can't tell when the little shrimp will capsize the boat.

And at this moment, with a whoosh, a ghost dart was hitting the tip of the gun, and the shot that was originally stabbed to the throat was stabbed to the floor next to it by the strength of the ghost dart, and the tip of the gun went into the ground for three points, and it was a killer at a glance.

At this time, a shrill voice came from the audience: "Doll, you are so murderous!" After speaking, I saw someone in the audience flying into the ring. Du Jie fixed his eyes on the person, about forty years old, with a thin and emaciated face, blank eyes, dark circles as if he hadn't rested for several days, and deep sunken eye sockets. Wrapped in green clothes, the black and white hair on his head was scattered randomly.

Chu Mu screamed badly when he saw it, and his originally happy mood fell back to the bottom again, this person was Sima Xincai's father, Sima Fan, a ghost showman.

Sima Fan looked at the Kowloon Soul Chaser Gun on the side, then looked at Du Jie, and said with a gloomy face: "My Dao is the descendant of whose family is so domineering, it turned out to be Du Wei's grandson, since it is the son and nephew of an old acquaintance, I will not bully the small with the big, this time forget it, the little doll will accept your murderous nature, this Jianghu is not only your Du family gun!" ”

Du Jie looked at the person, and then after listening to his words, he was not angry, and walked straight to the Daoist of Tiesuan Mountain: "This Taoist master, before we came to the stage, we signed a life and death sign with this Sima Zhencai, life and death are fate, Sima Zhencai has not yet admitted defeat, and this suddenly ran up and a person came to me to stubble, do you care?" ”

The person from this Tiesuan Mountain originally saw that Ghost Xiucai was coming, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Du Jie would really kill Sima Zhencai, and Ghost Xiucai specialized in assassination, how could he be a reasonable person, but when he heard Du Jie's words, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"This ......, I ......, look at this ......"

Ghost Xiucai's face sank when he heard Du Jie talking to the people of Tie Shushan, and then he didn't know what he thought, and laughed twice in his sharp voice: "Doll, I don't want you to trouble, you dare to be endless." Is it true that my Sima family has never killed anyone? Even if I kill you today, what can Du Wei's old ghost do with me? Since you are so ignorant, then don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

As he spoke, Ghost Xiucai took out a seemingly ordinary scripture book from his arms, held the scripture book in his left hand, and gently opened it with his right hand. After slowly opening it, Ghost Xiu glanced at Du Jie with his eyes: "The first page of the book of life and death - urge!" ”

After speaking, the ghost show suddenly moved. Du Wei's experience in fighting with others was cultivated since childhood, and he moved almost the moment when the ghost show moved, but when he was about to move, the sweat came down. Because of only a moment's effort, Ghost Xiu deceived himself into coming behind his back. Du Jie's light skills were taught by his grandfather to famous heroes in the northwest, and even his teacher Tianjisu also imported and praised him for his light skills. He couldn't believe he had been approached so easily. I saw Ghost Xiucai pinching the back of his neck and making a gesture to slap the scripture on Du Jie's back.

But Ghost Xiucai suddenly seemed to notice something, and suddenly threw Du Jie out, and he also used the reaction force to pop three feet away, almost where Ghost Xiu had just jumped out, a three-edged flying knife appeared on the ground.

Ghost Xiu had just stood firm and wanted to speak, his eyes jumped suddenly, and he hurriedly flew forward again. Just where Ghost Xiu had just raised his foot, another three-edged flying knife appeared. In this way, five identical flying knives appeared at his feet almost all with the flashing of Ghost Xiucai. After dodging the five flying knives, the ghost talent Sima Fan had already lost the calmness and calmness that had just come to power, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and his eyes full of dark circles kept looking left and right, for fear that he didn't know when and where such a flying knife would appear again.

However, it didn't take long for someone to shout from the audience: "Senior Brother Du! Immediately after that, I heard a sound of the ladder coming up to the stage, and a young man who looked like a scholar walked up, it was Du Jie's senior brother Chu Mu.

As soon as Chu Mu came to the stage, he carefully looked at Du Jie, and saw that he just had nothing else to do after his face was covered with cold sweat, so he finally put his mind at ease. Knowing that now was not the time to teach him a lesson, he walked in front of him and rushed to the ghost Xiucai who was not far away, and hugged his fist: "Senior Sima is polite, it's good that today's matter is over here, and my junior brother has already been taught a lesson." Don't hurt the harmony between our Tianjimen and the Sima family. ”

Ghost Xiucai Sima Fan ignored Chu Mu, and shouted while watching left and right: "Who is it?" Who is playing the old man! Get the hell out of here! ”

"My brother is talking to you, have you heard? It's not a good thing to be so arrogant and unreasonable as an elder, is it still wrong for my seventh junior brother to educate your son for you? ”

Du Jie could barely believe his eyes, there was a young man in black in front of him for no reason, because he couldn't see what he looked like with his face covered. But from the look of the eyes, you can see the murderous aura.

Just when Du Jie found this man in black, Sima Fan, a ghost showman, also saw him, and he looked the man in black up and down: "Who are you?" What kind of hero is such a sneak attack from behind! ”

The man in black said emotionlessly: "You are also a vicious dog raised by the imperial court, and you don't know these five flying knives on the ground." It seems that the comfortable life has been too long, and you have forgotten it all. ”

Sima Fan's heart moved when he heard this voice, and he looked back at the five flying knives inserted on the ground, these five flying knives used extremely good force, only entering the floor a little bit, seeing that this force could not hurt people at all, but with such a light force, no one could see which direction he threw it from, and the speed was incredible. Sima Fan looked at the five flying knives carefully, and suddenly seemed to remember something at a certain moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted in his sharp voice: "This is the flying knife to pick up the star, you are the star killing!" This sentence was like someone pinching his neck, and his voice was harsh and ugly.