The middle-aged man in filial piety was completely angry by the mute 'words'.

He didn't know why his identity was 'seen through' by the mute, but it had already triggered the rules of his attack.

Anyway, he was seen through, and he didn't need to continue pretending.

The strange skin of the middle-aged began to peel off, and it looked unusually blue in the moonlight.

It was as if two demons were hovering over his shoulders, emitting a terrifying black mist.

The whole person is like a green ghost shrouded in darkness, and a strong sense of oppression hits.

The middle-aged man's strange eyes opened again, and the terrifying aura enveloped the area, directly locking on the mute in front of him.

The dumb man is also a ruthless character, he knows that the weirdness on the other side does not intend to let him go, and it is useless to explain it.

After all, he couldn't explain, what could he do if he should fight.

In the next second, the dumb man burst out with powerful energy, not thinking about the weirdness of middle age at all, setting off a wave of energy fluctuations in this area.

There are many special auras around the mute's body, and the skin has also undergone strange changes, as if there are special red lines swimming.

These patterns are incomparably mysterious, like shackles, more like curses.

The middle-aged weird saw the dumb man burst out of strength, and snorted coldly: "I have a little ability, no wonder you dare to provoke me, I admit that you are qualified to be my opponent." ”

Hearing this, the dumb man was a little angry, the cripple pretended to be forced in front of me, how could he dare to pretend to be forced in front of me when he encountered a weird person?

But he couldn't speak, so he could only look at Zhang Yangqing and let Zhang Yangqing say a few words.

Zhang Yangqing translated on the 'substitute': "Our person in charge asked me to tell you, give you face?" Pretend to force you to fly again! ”

This forced words made the dumb man very satisfied.

He felt that Zhang Yangqing had been translating for a long time, and finally said a 'human word'.

Seeing the strange and completely angry appearance of the middle-aged, the dumb man knew that this sentence had worked.

You say that I am qualified to be your opponent, and I say that I say that I beat you like a dog.

In the face of such a ferocious weirdness, in fact, the dumb man is not absolutely sure, but he still has to pretend.

In fact, he has already made plans, if he really can't beat it later, he will lead to the three colleagues who are sitting next to him eating melons and watching the play, he doesn't believe that these three people really stand by and watch.

The dumb man especially wants to see the true ability of the lame, and it is good to observe it when the time comes.

But before that, he also has to fight this well, and he can't admit it before he fights.

A mute who fights with weirdness all year round, combat experience and strength are naturally not a problem.

Just set up a formation to fight, it is naturally a collision!

The master duel never talks nonsense, and the dumb blood-filled punch with majestic power has arrived in front of the strange middle-aged man in a blink of an eye.

The weird middle-aged man reacted quickly, and his hands put on a defensive posture, but the powerful impact caught him by surprise, and his whole body was like a kite with a broken string being blown out.

The stone forest behind him collapsed like dominoes under his violent impact.

The mute obviously didn't want to give the weird middle-aged man a chance to breathe, and he knew how to take advantage of your illness to kill you.

A roar erupted in the area where the dumb man was, and a trail had cracked in the ground.

The figure of the fast storm approached the weird middle-aged again, and at the same time as he swung a huge palm, the lines of the palm began to heat up like a burn.

Everyone knows that if this palm hits, the weird middle-aged man will definitely lose.

It was too late to angrily reprimand the dumb man for not speaking of martial virtues, and the weird middle-aged man dodged this heavy blow with an embarrassed dodge.

The boulder behind him was shattered directly by the mute's thud.

This blow didn't succeed, and the dumb man began to fight steadily, he knew that the weirdness in this world was a crazy criticism type, and if he wasn't absolutely sure, it was best not to hit it hard.

lest they be afraid of death to launch the heaven and earth together, they are originally dumb, and it would not be good if they were a little crippled on their bodies.

The more angry the weird middle-aged man became, the more the black mist on his body rose, and gradually enveloped this area.

In the spectator seat next to him, the deaf man looked at the explosive scene in front of him, and said with some worry: "Cripple, do we want to help, I'm afraid that the dumb man can't handle it alone." ”

The deaf feel that it is better to solve it as soon as possible, so as not to cause extraneous problems.

It's not that I suspect that the dumb can't fight, but this is still the beginning of tonight, if the dumb consumes too much, who will they rely on in the future?

After all, the deaf feel that the dumb is the absolute thigh in the team.

Zhang Yangqing waved his hand and said, "It's still early, now the dumb man is just a temptation, let's take a look." ”

In fact, Zhang Yangqing just felt a little strange about the dumb man.

Maybe others couldn't notice it, but Zhang Yangqing saw something.

The mute's cultivation method is particularly unique, and he practices himself as a curse.

Zhang Yangqing remembers that he once saw it on some forbidden books.

Some monks who are more evil will use 'stubborn diseases' to cultivate.

For example, if the body is constantly depleted by cursing, and then replenished with potions, the resilience of the body will be enhanced.

Allowing one's internal organs to rot and then treating them with special methods can give you a peculiar devouring ability.

Let your blood continue to drain, and then you can stay awake, and you can gain the ability to get close to immortality.

Of course, these are all cursing their bodies in special ways, and they also need to prepare materials, and they can't just use any so-called willpower.

In reality, there are not many monks who can do it, after all, they are all cultivators, and it is normal to come to whom, who wants to torture themselves.

However, Zhang Yangqing felt that this mute seemed to be this type of cultivator, and he had achieved a little success by practicing it so far.

Maybe it's because dumb people are born with some flaws, and they have to do this in order to become stronger.

The battle outside the small courtyard of the mourning hall has been going on for a while, and the dumb man thinks that these colleagues are really not interesting, are you really watching from the side?

Especially the lame man who shouted cheers and hurry up, are you okay?

Don't look at the dumbness at the beginning, he was very crazy, but as he fought, he gradually entered a disadvantage.

This is not an urban area, it is a strange territory, and the weird will use special methods to replenish energy.

The dumb ones are playing less and less, and now they are on the defensive.

At this time, the deaf man said to Zhang Yangqing: "I think the dumb man is dying, it's really not good, let's go up a few brothers." ”

As he spoke, he prepared to begin casting his spells.

But Zhang Yangqing still didn't mean to do it, and said bluntly: "Don't bother, the next trick will definitely fail." ”

Don't say that the deaf don't believe it, even the dumb don't believe it.

The dumb man feels like he's about to be hanged, can I still win the next move? Where am I going to win?

The deaf feel that they just can't hear and are not blind, which is obvious.

Don't say a move, even if a dumb person takes his life to fight, he is not defeated within ten moves, which is considered powerful.

But they don't know who is in control.

When the dumb man was ready to force back the weird middle-aged man with a heavy punch, and then pulled himself away, Zhang Yangqing made a seal with one hand.

In the next second, the dumb heavy punch erupted with brilliant golden energy.

On this dark night, his fists shone like the golden sun.

The coercion of the fist made all living beings shudder.

Even the space around is distorted by this powerful force!

Rumble!

The sound of the fist roaring made the Eight Desolations tremble, and the heavens and the earth resonated.

Within a hundred meters of the dumb man's eyes, everything turned into nothingness.

There is nothing weird, some are just a wisp of black smoke drifting.

It was really as he said at the beginning, and let him fly.

The surprised eyes of the middle-aged weird before he died, he definitely didn't understand why this mute would burst out with such terrifying power, that feeling seemed to say: You showed your strength earlier, I knelt down directly, as for fighting for so long?

The dumb man is more dazed than weird now, he just threw a punch and was ready to force the middle-aged weird back, why did he burst out with such amazing power?

He looked at the area in front of him that was in ruins, and then at his fist.

The dumb man began to wonder, do I really have such strength? Or did you accidentally enter the realm of the unity of heaven and man?

The blind man can't see it, and the only person in the audience who can get close to the truth should be the deaf man next to Zhang Yangqing.

He is indeed deaf, but he can see that Zhang Yangqing seems to have made a move just now, and the battle situation was directly reversed at once, and Zhang Yangqing also told him the ending of this 'farce' in advance, which was obviously Zhang Yangqing's ghost.

The deaf man wanted to question Zhang Yangqing how he did it, after all, if the dumb man really had such a ability, he would not be idle for so long.

can see Zhang Yangqing's expression, as if to say to him: Look, I didn't lie to you.

The deaf man only understood at this moment that he was pretended by this guy again.

At this time, others, including Zhang Yangqing, were ready to start working.

Only the mute is still standing in place, immersed in the fantasy of 'am I really strong'.

It wasn't until the deaf man went over to pull him that he reacted.

The dumb man was also very excited to use sign language to say: Did you see the punch I just made? Isn't it awesome?

The blind man gave him a blank look and said: You haven't figured it out yourself, so don't show off, hurry up and get started.

After entering the small courtyard of the mourning hall, Zhang Yangqing saw the rules from his mobile phone.

At a glance, he had a rough idea of the rules.

After all, Zhang Yangqing is not an immortal, and he also needs to collect some information before making a judgment.

The renovation team began to observe the place in normal groups.

Originally, Zhang Yangqing was in a separate group, but the mute is now in the stage of excitement, and has been explaining to the deaf how awesome the blow he just hit was.

Maybe he was a little speechless to the dumb, so the deaf man took the initiative to come to Zhang Yangqing's side, out of sight and out of mind.

Anyway, the blind man couldn't see the dumb sign language, and he didn't really care.

Zhang Yangqing and the deaf man checked in the mourning hall and found that there was not much of a problem here, but the bigger problem was the two rooms behind the mourning hall.

On a big night, the lights are bright, and a table of food is placed.

"What's going on? Who else has been here but us? ”

The deaf man was bewildered as he examined the two rooms.

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that these things are not for us to eat."

(End of chapter)