"What's the matter, does Zheng Gongzi still feel bored? If it's boring, I'll kill a few more people to relieve your boredom?"

Ye Qing stretched out his hand, and a few wisps of blood shadow swam between his five fingers, surrounded by a faint blood light around his body, and his eyes were as red as amber.

When you smile, it's weird and enchanting.

"You...... You are the Tuomai Realm, you are the Tuomai Realm, this ...... How is this possible?" Looking at the strange appearance of Ye Qing's body, thinking of the death of Chen Lao and the others, Zheng Tianqi's face was full of horror.

"Childe, let's go, I'll stop him!" The short and fat man roared, and a [hand] crossbow appeared in his hand, pulling the trigger, and the crossbow arrow was like a streamer, directly attacking Ye Qing.

Ye Qing flicked his fingers, and a wisp of blood shadow flew out, hitting the crossbow arrow in the air, the crossbow arrow shattered, and the wisp of blood shadow also turned into a blood mist in the sky, but the next moment, the blood mist was like a veil, covering the man.

The short and fat man didn't dare to slack off, his body swept back, and his fat body was like a feather, silently sweeping out for several feet, avoiding the invasion of blood mist, and crossbow arrows rained down from all directions.

And each crossbow arrow was covered with strange and distorted patterns, and as the crossbow arrow fell, a raging flame burned on it.

In an instant, the flames were like a torrential rain, and the sound was urgent!

"Boom"

Facing the rain of crossbow arrows in the sky, Ye Qing raised his hand and punched out, and in the buzzing sound, a layer of dark red ripples rippled in the air, and where the ripples passed, the crossbow arrows shattered one after another.

The rocket was annihilated, and the [hand] crossbow in the hand of the short and fat man was also broken in half, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, his right foot touched the ground, his arms were slightly spread, and his body was like a swallow, sweeping backwards, extremely fast.

And at the moment when he swept back, where he had been standing, a cloud of blood mist gushed out for no reason, silently, strange and inexplicable.

"What a dangerous ......" The short and fat man in the flying looked at the blood mist, and was glad in his heart, if he hadn't felt bad and dodged in time, maybe he would have followed in the footsteps of those previous guards by now!

The short and fat man wiped the sweat on his forehead, and when his body was about to land, his feet tapped the ground one after the other, and the dust was not raised, and he swept high, like a swallow skimming the water and treading the waves, the water waves were not prosperous, and they were as fast as lightning.

Three times in a row, in the blink of an eye, he had swept a distance of more than ten zhang and caught up with Zheng Tianqi.

"Childe go quickly, we are not this man's opponent!" the short and fat man changed his tone and said in shock.

"Nonsense!" Zheng Tianqi snorted coldly, and then said with a sneer: "But it doesn't matter, when I return to Junshan Village, I have a way to deal with him!"

"That's good!" the short and fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, a joking voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the two, making the two of them feel terrible.

"What are you running, I haven't had enough?"

The two of them subconsciously looked behind them, only to see Ye Qing's ethereal posture, walking with the wind, like an immortal, but the speed was extremely fast, and he was still a few feet away in the last moment, but he was behind them in the blink of an eye.

"How is that possible?" The short and fat man looked frightened, his "Swallow Three Copying Water" is one of the best light exercises in the Qi Condensation Martial Arts, especially known for its speed, the swallow copying the water, as fast as a sharp arrow, few people can catch up with him.

He never thought that Ye Qing's speed was actually faster than him?

In the shock of the two, Ye Qing stretched out his hand and pressed down, and a few wisps of blood disappeared in a flash.

Zheng Tianqi and the short and fat man were startled at the same time, a rag doll appeared in Zheng Tianqi's hand, the rag doll seemed to be made of various rags and rotten cloth, which were patchwork and sewn, colorful, originally bright colors, pieced together on the rag doll, but there was an inexplicable sense of disharmony, distorted and evil.

All the distortions and evils come together to form a strange face, which seems to be smiling but not laughing, like crying but not crying, and it is disgusting and dizzy to look at.

The moment the rag doll appeared in his hand, Zheng Tianqi took out a silver needle and stabbed it on his body, and his face was suddenly distorted and deformed, as if he was suffering great pain.

At the same time, the rag doll seemed to come to life, a strange smile appeared on its distorted face, and its mouth opened slightly.

The next moment, a sharp and piercing sound sounded out of thin air, and under the sound wave, the air was instantly twisted and shattered, and there were a few wisps of blood that were shattered along with it.

The short and fat man took out a piece of clothing and put it on his body, which was a shroud.

I saw that the moment the short and fat man put on the shroud, the whole person's face turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the vitality on his body was also annihilated, replaced by a rich dead air.

"Boom ......"

Then, the short and fat man threw a punch, and the rich death qi exploded, shattering several formless and textureless blood shadows.

"Trickery?" Ye Qing frowned, the blood-red light on his body was even stronger, and he smashed down with a punch, the blood light rippled, and the soup was terrifying.

The blood was immense, Zheng Tianqi and the short and fat man suddenly felt a terrifying coercion and palpitations, their faces changed slightly, Zheng Tianqi gritted his teeth, and three silver needles appeared in his hands in a row, which were pierced on the three acupuncture points on his body, and a sharp pain spread all over his body in an instant, almost making him spasm in pain.

But the moment the pain spread, the rag doll in his hand trembled strangely, the lines on his face became more and more distorted and evil, and in the strange laughter, invisible ripples rippled, and an evil aura filled the void, touching the blood light, and the two continued to dissolve and annihilate.

And the short and fat man still smashed down with a punch, and the dead qi exploded, breaking through the blood light.

"Feng Xuan, I control him, you go and kill him, if you don't kill him, none of us will survive today!" Zheng Tianqi roared, his wrist flipped, and five silver needles pierced into the five acupuncture points of his body respectively, and a pain that was even more severe than before swept through the body, as if every inch of flesh and blood and every bone was smashed and crushed by a giant hammer, and then returned to its original state, and then it was knocked and crushed again, and so on and so on, the pain was unbearable, and the whole body was spasmed.

"Die, die, I curse you, give me death!"

The severe pain made Zheng Tianqi's face distort and deform, his eyes were full of resentment and resentment, and his mouth kept cursing.

With the curse and pain, the rag doll directly broke away from Zheng Tianqi's palm, flew up, and was suspended in the air, red blood flowing from its eye sockets.

"Jie Ji ......"

In the strange laughter, Ye Qing only felt nausea and dizziness, as if there were countless women's mournful voices roaring and roaring in his mind, full of resentment and anger, and then an evil and cold aura burrowed into his body, raging and spreading, as if to freeze the whole person.

"Quick, Feng Xuan, go up and kill him, my curse won't last long. Seeing Ye Qing standing still, Zheng Tianqi was overjoyed and said loudly.

The rag doll in his hand, called the curse doll, is a very special trick weapon, it is said that he is a wizard who is good at cursing, sewn with the skin membrane of snakes, insects, rats, ants, and five poisonous insects, and fills it with the internal organs of five poisonous insects and pigs, and then soaked it in the heart blood of forty-nine cardamom women for seven hundred and forty-nine days.

According to rumors, the sorcerer was most fond of abusing women, and every time he took the essence of a woman's heart, he would torture her to death in various horrific ways, and then take her essence blood. Therefore, the cursed doll soaked in blood has the endless resentment and curse before the death of these innocent and unjustly killed women, can curse others, and has all kinds of incredible powers.

But the user must use his own pain to trigger the curse of the cursed doll, and the stronger the pain the user endures, the stronger the curse will be.

The name of the acupuncture method he just used was "Torture Needle", which was originally a needle method used to interrogate criminals, and the acupuncture points can amplify the senses of the human body and make people feel extreme pain, but they can't faint, they can only bear this pain for life.

Therefore, this "Torture Needle", known as one needle is like death, three needles are difficult to live, and five needles see the title of Yama, all prisoners avoid it like a snake and scorpion, ordinary people can only bear one needle, and a little harder can withstand three needles, and five needles will make people life worse than death, a little longer, and even really live and die painfully.

In the past, he used "Torture Needle" with the curse doll, and he could curse others to death with only three stitches, but just now he used five stitches, but there was a great deal of resistance and cowardice on the cursed doll, so his curse may not be able to kill Ye Qing directly, and he can only temporarily control the other party or severely damage the other party, so he has to take the opportunity to kill him.

"Oh, kill!"

Feng Xuan, who was wearing a shroud, seemed to be thinking half a beat slower, and after hearing Zheng Tianqi's words, he responded, his voice hoarse and slow.

Although the reflection was slow, Feng Xuan's movements were not slow at all, he stepped out, swept close to Ye Qing, and smashed down with a punch, and suddenly the air was dead.

A punch containing huge power smashed on Ye Qing's chest, and the blood-light film surrounding Ye Qing's body suddenly sank, but it was not broken.

"Ah......h

Feng Xuan roared, wisps of faint light flashed on the surface of the shroud, and his whole person slowly dried up, and instead, an even more majestic dead qi gushed out of his body.

"Sneer......"

As the dead air surged, the blood light and the dead air collided, making a sneering corrosive sound, and the two continued to dissolve and annihilate, but if you look closely, you will find that the blood light is constantly eating away at the gray dead air.

Seeing that ......it was useless, Feng Xuan roared again, like a beast, his fists were like rain, and he smashed wildly on Ye Qing's body, as if he wanted to smash the layer of blood around Ye Qing's body.

However, in the storm, that layer of blood light, like a candle flame, although weak and small, but it was never extinguished, flowing with its warmth and light.

"Have you had enough?"

After more than a dozen punches, Ye Qing, who originally looked a little sluggish, suddenly burst out with blood-red light in his eyes, as bright as the morning sun, his lips were slightly raised, and a wicked smile flowed out.

"Boom"

As the smile spread, the cursed doll suspended in the air first shuddered strangely, let out a terrible scream, and then a burst of flames rose from it, and it spontaneously combusted.

In the flames, the souls of dozens of young women could be vaguely seen, dissipating silently, with a relieved smile on their faces, smiling at Ye Qing in unison.

"No, my cursed doll!" Seeing the cursed doll turn into a cloud of ashes, Zheng Tianqi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression distorted and frightened.

The next moment, a brilliant light erupted from Ye Qing's body, and the blood glow swept out like a torrent, and Feng Xuan, who bore the brunt of the attack, was directly swept out.

In the blood radiance, thirty-six wisps of blood shadows fell down.