Although He Yanxiao can't talk about retribution, he is not a good father.

Even if you don't mention your own sinister situation, just the revenge of the "predecessor" will be avenged today!

However, thinking that these four people are masters of "opening the pulse" who have been famous for a long time, except for the "old crab", who is good at light work and no oil and water, Cheng Si still has a good thing on him.

After a while of blind touching on his corpse lying in the snow, He Yanxiao failed to touch the best martial arts "Wind and Thunder King Kong Palm" that Cheng Si relied on to become famous, but first took out a pair of translucent, snow silk woven gloves.

Middle!

It doesn't matter, no matter what kind of best secret he has, it is useless to He Yanxiao now.

Picking up the gloves, He Yanxiao tried it on the spot, and slashed it a few times with a knife, but there was no damage in the first time.

In order to prevent waste, He Yanxiao did not infuse the internal force to go all out, stimulating the effect of "cutting gold and breaking jade" of the saber. Rao is like this, at least a martial arts practitioner who opens the pulse and harmonizes the qi realm will definitely not be able to destroy this pair of snow silk gloves.

Sure enough, this pair of gloves made of snow silk, as a hand protector for the opening pulse martial artist, is much stronger than He Yanxiao's knife in terms of material.

No wonder Cheng Si has always been very babyy.

It's a pity that Cheng Si didn't eat the lotus leaf chicken today, and he wiped his neck with a smile when he left a sentence of "tile clothes".

Even the snow silk gloves that he was usually reluctant to wear to prevent excessive wear and tear died before he could use them, and he smiled in vain.

He Yanxiao didn't know.

These snow silk gloves are as light as nothing, extremely ironed on the skin, and even if you hold the blade as if you were nothing.

Relying on this pair of gloves, Cheng Si can catch it empty-handed, and any weapon of the martial artist in the quenching stage will not be hurt at all, and it will not change if it is thrown into the fire and burned overnight, and it can also take advantage of many famous weapons of the Kaimai master.

For the martial artists before the "Seed Xuan", it was already the top protective gear.

In addition, this pair of gloves is extremely compatible with true qi, unlike ordinary martial artists who pour their power into weapons, and they will always waste some of them.

If it weren't for this, Cheng Si would not have ranked fourth, and he was still in the stage of transforming his true qi, but his hard power could surpass that of the old crab, so that the yin trick killed the master of the Kaimai Qiqi level who had been famous for a long time, "Tie Ma Liu".

Therefore, Cheng Si's pair of gloves has always made the other three guards extremely greedy.

Especially the narrow-minded Winter Chapter, I always miss it. It's just that the gap between the four guards is limited, and they are under the same roof, and no one is willing to tear their faces.

However, now that he is such a good person, everyone in the "Altar of Eternal Life" will no longer have to fight for it......

"Good things should be taken as revenge and some interest."

Although I haven't practiced any powerful palm skills, it's not too much to add a combat power to the battlefield out of thin air.

He Yanxiao put it on one left and one on the right, but he felt that his tentacles were warm but not hot. In this kind of snowy weather, there is no need to worry about frostbite.

And when he thought that there was still a little mist left in the dantian, He Yanxiao didn't say a word, and strengthened all the remaining 6 units of mysterious mist to the snow silk gloves twice.

Don't use it at this time, keep it for the New Year?!

The result was much beyond He Yanxiao's expectations, this pair of snow silk gloves, in addition to becoming lighter and more flexible in texture, actually had two more adverbs at a time.

"Huh? I used to have entries three times stronger, but this time I actually had a ...... every time How exactly is that graph calculated? ”

He Yanxiao felt that he had fallen into a misunderstanding, and muttered in his heart: "It can avoid the shock of the opponent's strength, and it can reduce part of the hot heat transmitted to the palm." ”

It's not very good to evaluate, how about these two entries. He Yanxiao asked himself when fighting with others, if the strength is insufficient, it is not impossible for the tiger's mouth to crack.

Although Issei doesn't have a lot of strength, it's actually quite practical. And iron-free...... It's a bit of a chicken rib. But compared to his saber, which only had one adverb, there was no doubt that the Snow Silk Glove could be strengthened one more time.

Could it be that this pair of gloves can produce three sub-attribute entries?!

"Don't think about ......"

Suddenly, a crane chirp interrupted He Yanxiao and secretly laughed. The already dim sky suddenly became extremely dark, as if it was devouring the golden color of the phoenix feather. In the sky, the golden feathers that were cutting through the invisible silk threads, killing many thugs, drifted towards the altar but were intercepted by the black light, leaving only ashes and swept away in the wind.

But at this moment, the dyed red tassel has already stepped into this "manor" outside the city surrounded by mountains and forests, the nominal altar of immortality, a cult that really harms people's lives.

When one hand was pulled up and fell, Man Jianghong, who burned the invisible silk thread that drew the souls of believers, hung a spear diagonally on his side, and said without shock: "You are the one - Mr. Mei?" ”

"Jing'an Division has been abandoned for many years, and it is probably a place where some wine bags and rice bags are mixed and waiting to die, killing time, and living in vain."

His eyes flashed with amazement at the beauty of the dyed red tassels, and "Mr. Mei" still spoke sarcastically at Jing'ansi: "The outdated old yellow calendar, who are you scaring when you take it out?" ”

The person who spoke wore an angular bronze mask that covered only the bridge of the nose of both eyes. The stubble on his chin is missing, and he is surprisingly young. He was dressed in a black robe with a rust pattern of Shu brocade, a jade pendant with a "crane" shape tattooed on his waist, and a banner embroidered with a strange golden toad pattern in his left hand.

"Mr. Mei" is named Mei Heying, and both in terms of outfit and name, he is a little elegant. It shows that he, like the altar master Xu Weiran, is incompatible with the atmosphere of the entire sect, and it seems that there is another layer of origin.

At the same time, the altar owner of the "Altar of Eternal Life", like a member of a wealthy family, wearing a brocade dress and a bearded middle-aged Xu Weiran, seemed to be a little impatient: "Mr. Mei, this woman does not play cards according to common sense, I am afraid that something bad will happen." ”

Although Mei Heying is a little lustful, she knows that she is serious at the moment, but she has some regrets and pity: "The sacrifice of bad things naturally can't be kept." You join forces with me to capture her quickly. ”

Xu Weiran nodded, glanced at the remaining two guards in a calm tone, and ordered: "Dongzhang, you went to be that kid with Zhu Laoer!" ”

"Understood."

The only two remaining guards, not only did the "old crab" not go home, but even Cheng Si died unexplained, and he had already smiled at He Yan.

Especially Dong Zhang, who was worried about Cheng Si's snow silk gloves, immediately greeted Zhu Lao'er, who was like a thin monkey, and went to He Yanxiao in the southeast corner of the altar to find it.

However, seeing the strangeness of Ye San and Cheng Si's death, Dong Zhang was more experienced after all, and a pair of iron claws slipped out of his two sleeves, and when he was still more than ten meters away from He Yanxiao, he saw the iron claws come out like an eagle roaring, and the wind catapult shot at He Yanxiao!

"Five ghosts digging out their hearts?"

The flying claws in the air appear and disappear from time to time, and they are unusual. The iron claw after taking off his hand seems to still have a thread in Dongzhang's palm, like an arm finger that spins and moves, and the ghost is abnormal.

This is exactly the housekeeping kung fu of Dongzhang's "Five Ghosts Digging Heart Claws" "Soul Hooking Soul Hand".

As long as Dong Zhang is skillfully controlled, two flying claws within more than ten meters bring up ghost shadows, looming, looking for an opportunity to do it. Shooting from any corner will not lose the slightest bit of its strength, which is unguardable.

However, this time and that time.

He Yanxiao fed the war with battle, put on snow silk gloves, and held the handle of the knife with both hands, but it seemed to listen to the wind to distinguish the position, not only infused with full internal breath, but also launched its effect of "cutting gold and breaking jade" together, and waited for it.

Seeing He Yanxiao choose to resist like this, as the head of the four major guards and Dong Zhang, who had reached the stage of opening the pulse and qi, he couldn't help but let out a cruel laugh.

Not to mention an ordinary steel knife, even the blade of a Pulse Warrior may not be able to hold a claw of his hooked soul that has accumulated a lot of true qi, and it will definitely be caught and picked away.

Without thinking, he immediately aimed at He Yanxiao's knife, as if a cat catching a mouse and teasing, and threw a pair of flying claws over.

Who knows, the five sharp claws of one of the iron claws were actually caught up by He Yanxiao's horizontal knife, and they were easily cut and broken, and with a few "clangs" before and after, several broken pieces of metal fell to the ground.

"Blanched Nana's, Lao Tzu's hook soul claw!"