Stabilize the magic sword and face the measuring ruler.

Another collision.

"Attacking and killing mortals is not a small crime!"

Before the words fell, the magic sword swooped back into its cuffs, and then stabbed out like a poisonous snake out of a hole.

"Dang!"

The measuring ruler resisted the magic sword, but the magic sword burst out with a streamer and shot straight at Mu Nan's face.

Although he was dodged by raising his head, this blow was obviously with killing intent!

The tense atmosphere instantly spread.

Wen Yuanzheng held an iron rod, agitated all over his body full of tendons, and stood side by side with Mu Nan.

"What? Is there no one in the Ninety-One Gate who bullied me to survey the heavens? ”

"Hmph, carving insect skills, dare to get an axe!"

Tucheng Jiuxi Zen cane pestle, momentum surged, behind the Buddha light appeared, one step to Mu Nan's side.

There is a hidden disagreement with the posture of "Dawei Tianlong".

And Xie Huaiwei and Xie Huaigu stepped back in unison, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at Mu Nan and the others.

It seems to form an encirclement with Ji Boda.

Relatives are distant and close, and it is clear at a glance.

"Eh, I said guest officer, I want to fight elsewhere, don't spoil my Corner Theater Paradise, a small business, can't stand the toss."

Phantom Qianmian said as he stepped back.

For fear of getting into trouble.

Mu Nan sneered.

When he really argued, his subordinates saw their efforts, and he was not necessarily afraid of the three people opposite.

But now is clearly not the time for a "civil war".

He knows what to prioritize.

The culprit is still the phantom thousand faces who seem to be frightened, but in fact have gloomy eyes!

At this moment, Xiao Zhu burrowed half of his head from the spirit beast bag.

glanced at Phantom Qianmian, grinned his teeth, and his canine teeth grew half an inch out of thin air, jumping directly to the top of Mu Nan's head.

"Roar!"

Under the roar, his body kept shaking, and he almost tore off a few strands of long hair with such force.

If it weren't for Mu Nan knowing its lustful and inward-looking virtues, others would definitely mistakenly think that it was his hair that prevented it from playing.

"Alright, alright, I know you're amazing!"

Mu Nan gently patted Xiao Zhuzi's body and comforted him a little.

In his heart, he was sure of his previous conjecture.

The illusion of a thousand faces must be evil!

Otherwise, Xiao Zhuzi would never yell at him for no reason.

It was it that discovered the tense atmosphere in the field, and it should show its big teeth to Ji Boda!

Now, find a way to get him exposed.

Obviously, the drama of three dozen white bone spirits can't go on.

His teammates were stupid and unreasonable, and he wasn't ready to sacrifice his life.

Perhaps, verbal irritation is a good way to do it.

"Phantom thousand faces, I suddenly remembered a person."

Mu Nan was ready to scold the street with the "snake demon" shrew.

If necessary, you must shout a few words of "retreat, retreat, retreat".

"Who does the young man think of, it has nothing to do with the old man, you look at your fierce appearance, you don't look like a good person."

Mu Nan planned the script in his heart.

It stands to reason that he will subconsciously ask "who", and then everyone knows "Chang Wei's godfather".

Then step by step, he lured him into his own trap.

Who knows, he didn't pay attention to this stubble at all.

Don't play according to the routine!

Mu Nan had no choice but to continue to himself: "It's a eunuch! ”

"Looks exactly like you."

"He's a eunuch!"

"You're a yin-yang person!"

"Yin-Yang people, rotten ass!"

Phantom Qianmian was a little gloomy, but he still held his breath.

Leaned against the bamboo fence and let him insult, there was a little hatred in his eyes.

"Uncle Pastor, please don't make mistakes again and again, what happened just now, I can treat it as if it never happened, if Uncle Shi is obsessed, there will be a dead soul under the magic sword!"

Ji Boda really couldn't understand that it was really difficult for a monk with a perfect foundation to be able to get dirty out of his mouth.

Especially Phantom Qianmian looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, as if to remind him: he is the leader of the team.

This made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Which rule says I can't curse?"

The corners of Mu Nan's mouth rose.

Ji Boda was embarrassed.

There is indeed no single rule that requires a disciple to bloom a lotus flower.

Strictly speaking, no matter how ugly he is, he can't reach the threshold of the door rules.

"But Uncle Ke, as a monk of the foundation building period, is full of foul language, which is really immoral, as a ......"

"Fuck you!"

Mu Nan was angry and didn't care about it.

"You!"

Ji Boda's tendons all burst out.

Presumably, it was caused by overexerting force while enduring the great indignation in his heart.

But he kept one last of his composure.

On the scene, Monk Tucheng is in the realm of the Five Rank Law, and there is only a small realm between him and his own cultivation.

He had seen Mu Nan's techniques, and maybe he still had a chance of winning for Mu Guirong's puppet, but he could barely see it here.

But it is much stronger than Xie Huaigu.

The variable became Wen Yuanzheng.

He wasn't 100% sure that he had won the freak.

After all, he was not always ready to fight to the death.

Counting on Chen Qingqing?

What's the difference between giving away a head?

"Humph!"

Seeing that he would only roar with Xiao Zhuzi, Mu Nan snorted coldly and treated him as air.

Continue to verbally attack Phantom Thousand Faces.

"Say, what kind of monster can give birth to you who dare not show your true face?"

"Yin-Yang people?"

"Impossible, Yin and Yang people don't have this ability!"

"Oh! I know! ”

Seeing that Ji Boda could only pay lip service, Phantom Qianmian knew that he couldn't count on it, so he asked, "What do you know!" ”

Suddenly, his voice was out of tune.

Sounds like a beast roaring.

Mu Nan knew that he had fallen into a trap and began to show his feet.

"Your mother stole someone!"

Before the words came out, the three people of the Jiuyi Gate all dropped their jaws in shock.

only to reverse the opinion of him in his heart, and it disappeared in an instant.

Such a dirty curse can be spoken!

It's amazing!

They even begin to suspect that it was all hallucinations.

Otherwise, how would such a shrewd with such bad deeds and unscrupulous words embark on the path of cultivating the truth!

"I'm mad at me!"

What Phantom Qianmian cares about most is his identity, which is nondescript!

It's like a freak!

The original mentality of watching the excitement collapsed in one sentence.

A mist erupted from both nostrils, showing how angry he really was!

"You dirty, filthy, vile, pickled scoundrel!"

When the time was ripe, Mu Nan took the opportunity to add a fire: "It seems that it was really stolen!" ”

"Ahh

The Phantom Monster screamed, kicked its calves, and rose into the air with a thud.

The demonic aura of the sky rolled down from his body, and his breath enveloped the entire theater.

The monks of the Ninety-One Gate are all human spirits.

When the phantom thousand faces breathed out of their nostrils, they knew that Mu Nan was wrong.

It's just that the pride that can't be put down forcibly makes them hope for a miracle: Phantom Thousand Faces may not be a demon.

When Phantom Thousand Faces rose into the air, their hearts were disillusioned.

All jump more than a dozen feet away to avoid trouble!

The magic weapon in his hand changed the object, pointing directly at the phantom thousand faces in mid-air.

How can there be a posture of turning against Mu Nan and the three just now?

"Don't play!"

Phantom Thousand Faces treats the Corner Theatre as a game.

Once someone sees through his ruse, the game is over.

Then, his body began to grow larger and bloated, and finally like a silkworm chrysalis, circles of fat stirred.

The skin had already burst inch by inch, and along with the clothes, pieces fell from the air.

The human skin faded, and a wriggling "meat worm" floated in the air.

Immediately after, dozens of long feet stretched out from the abdomen, hanging on the ground with teeth and claws.

It's messy, it's irregular

The feet are not smooth, like the antennae of an octopus.

Take a look at it as a whole.

Like a mirage without a shell!

Worm-like multi-legged!

It's like someone stuck countless hoses into a slug.

The whole body was supported by a hose and collapsed in mid-air.

Nondescript!

"Squeak!"

Phantom Thousand Faces screamed again, and the actors in the theater with sluggish expressions, as if they had received an order, quickly approached the nearest long legs.

Then climb up the long foot.

Climb heights vary.

Some climbed less than three feet, and some climbed more than ten feet.

It's fast, and in just a few breaths, it's all clinging to the long foot.

A blank look into the distance.

This is not the end, and one by one flesh thorns poked out from the long feet of Phantom Qianmian and inserted them directly into the top of the actors' heads.

Immediately afterward, the actors closed their eyes and hung on their feet like puppets.

It looks like a "ginseng fruit" hanging on a tree.

There is also the sound of gurgling.

It's like a meat thorn delivering nutrients to them.

The terrifying scene made the scalps of everyone present tingle.

Phantom Face's head has always maintained the image of an old man, but with a lot more anger.

However, compared to his massive body, his current head was like a fly standing on a huge carrion!

The head is extremely small!