Several ninjas quickly pulled out blowguns from their waists and shot them at everyone mercilessly.

Many of the beggars who rushed over only cared about rescuing the gang leader, and when they noticed this insidious trick, they shouted that they had been hit by the arrow, and immediately their feet went limp, and they fell down.

Xiong Yingchun also snorted, pulled out a small arrow from his arm, and half-knelt on the ground.

Fortunately, this kind of blow arrow is only smeared with some anesthetic, which will only make people weak and soft, and will not die.

But that was enough for the ninjas, who pulled out their swords on their backs and charged towards the crowd.

The red-faced old devil saw that Lu Shuying had been defeated, and suddenly felt a burst of relief in his heart, so he laughed and stepped aside to watch the show.

Ke Yan naturally turned around and avoided all the blowing arrows, he frowned and looked at Lu Shuhuan who was panting on the ground, and then looked at the widows who rushed over, and for a while he didn't know who to save first.

Fortunately, Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui leaned over and hurried over and shouted:

"Ke Daxia doesn't have to worry, Old Lu's gang leader will be taken care of by the two of us!"

Ke Yan nodded, and then raised his sword and flew towards the ninjas.

The ninjas couldn't help but be a little nervous when they saw the coming, but with Hayabusa's order, they immediately became orderly again.

Front, back, left and right, five bright blades stabbed straight at Ke Yan, sealing all his retreats.

"I said," a hint of coldness flashed in Ke Yan's eyes, "I hate it when people point knives at me. ”

His figure suddenly flashed, and he disappeared in place.

Five blades fell, but they swooped down, only to stab exactly one point on the floor.

In the darkness, a cyan light flashed.

The surrounding ninjas screamed one after another, and in the next second, blood splattered, and five arms holding knives fell to the ground with several muffled sounds.

Ke Yan's cold face flashed for a moment, but disappeared again.

What about people? Stealth?

No...... Not stealth......

It's just too fast, so fast that you can't see the action clearly!

Hayabusa's pupils dilated suddenly, and instinctively caused him to leap backwards, and several white balls in his hand were quickly thrown down, rising thick smoke.

As soon as he threw his front foot down, he only breathed a sword-wielding figure in the smoke.

"Stabbed?" Ke Yan raised an eyebrow.

A light tremor from the tip of the sword told him that something had definitely been stabbed.

But definitely not people.

He withdrew his sword, and the green shirt swung it, and the smoke suddenly dissipated.

There was only a crudely shaped doll left in front of him, and Hayabusa was nowhere to be found.

The secret of the Toei ninja, the stand-in technique.

"What about being fooled...... Ke Yan shook his head and let out a self-deprecating smile.

But the murderous aura in his eyes was even stronger.

"Where will it be?"

He looked around, ignoring the old demon who was staring at him, and finally stopped at the mediocre ceiling above his head.

Sure enough, the Hayabusa hiding there violently tore off the camouflage, threw a handful of thistles from his waist, and then pulled out the short knife behind his waist and pounced viciously at Ke Yan.

This plan is really exquisite, in his opinion, the sharp iron thistle terrestris and the bright sharp knife, if this monster-like man does not want to be injured, he can only avoid it for the time being.

It's a pity he was wrong.

Ke Yan had no intention of avoiding it at all.

With a lightning strike, he held the blade of the man in his hand, allowing the sharp iron nails to hang all over his body, leaving a little blood stain.

Hayabusa didn't have time to be surprised, but he felt his throat tighten, and in an instant, he was grabbed by the throat by the former and fell to the ground in mid-air.

He snorted, feeling his back pierced by something sharp.

"It's strange why I didn't hide?" Ke Yan looked at his surprised eyes and couldn't help but sneer, "Don't think about it, I can't figure it out either." ”

Hayabusa was stunned, one second his eyes were still full of fear, but the next second he was full of banter: "Yama Luojun, you are very smart and powerful, but the battle is not as simple as you think......"

"What......" Ke Yan raised his eyebrows, and before he could react, he was hugged by the Hayabusa on the ground struggling to jump up and hug him: "It's now, Red-faced-kun!"

Ke Yan's body trembled slightly, but he quickly calmed down.

Hayabusa bared its teeth viciously, as if mocking mercilessly.

But soon his face tightened.

A sword passed through his back and came to rest on Koyan's chest.

The person holding the knife was not bare-faced, but Lu Shuhuan, who sat up with difficulty.

The red-faced old devil had no choice but to slowly retract the foot he had just stepped out of, and smacked his lips in a regretful tone: "Truly, I'm really sorry, the old man was distracted just now." ”

But everyone can see that he is clearly playing stupid.

Hayabusa let go of his hand and opened his mouth, blood spilling from the stream: "For... For... なぜですか？”

The red-faced old devil showed a grim smile: "When you do business with someone else in your next life, remember to ask him who he is, whether he likes money, or things, or like the old man, he loves money and goods." ”

Hayabusa's eyes widened, and he slowly fell.

The remaining two ninjas looked at each other and immediately dropped smoke bombs, and two windows cracked in the white smoke.

"So now," the red-faced old demon looked at everyone with a smile on his face, "can we continue?"

Most of the people present had already been hit by the arrow, and fell to the ground panting with difficulty.

Although Xiao Yan couldn't dodge an arrow, this bit of medicine was not worthy of making him cough twice.

Qi Zehui, Xiong Yingchun, Lu Shuying and Ke Yan, who were not hit by the arrow, except for Ke Yan, no one can fight with the old devil at the moment.

But for Ke Yan, he alone is enough.

The robe shook, and all the thistles fell to the ground.

The sword body reflected a faint cold light, and he moved, with an irresistible momentum, and slowly walked towards the red-faced old demon.

The duel between masters is often only between one move and one style.

It's often not a good thing to get an upper hand against such people.

So he walked very slowly, so slow that he couldn't see any flaws.

The old devil narrowed his eyes, watching the distance between the visitor and himself shrinking.

One Zhang...... Half-foot......

One Foot ...... Half a foot ......

The old devil's fingers trembled slightly, but he still didn't move after all.

Eventually, the footsteps stopped three inches away, and the two could feel each other's slow breathing closely.

This distance is too close for a swordsman.

However, none of the people present knew how to use a sword, and when they saw this situation, they could only hide their doubts in their hearts.

At this time, a very strange thing happened.

The red-faced old devil stretched out his fingers, sighed forcefully, and then flicked a crisp and loud brain melon on Ke Yan's forehead.

Everyone froze.

But in the face of such humiliation, Ke Yan still did not move, as if he didn't care.

"Ke Yingying, you?" Xiong Yingchun said in surprise.

The old devil couldn't help but let out a sneer.

Something seemed to move in his hand, and immediately after, a small bottle was thrown out and landed on the floor behind Ke Yan.

The bottle shattered, and a pool of green juice flowed out, making a "hiss" sound.

The faint smell of Chinese medicine permeates the small space.

It smells very similar to the previous walking corpses, but it is faintly different.

Everyone's eyes became glazed, and they walked forward stiffly, their steps and movements the same as Ke Yan's.

Even Uncle Lu's old gang leader was no exception, and his severed hand supported his body and crawled towards the liquid without scruples, as if he didn't feel pain at all.

Xiao Yan watched everyone's movements like walking corpses, and couldn't help but be terrified: "Ah Hui, Helper, Elder, what's wrong with all of you?"

He tried to stop the crowd, but to no avail.

The red-faced old devil laughed: "This male insect smells the smell of the female worm, so naturally he can't help but step forward, hahahaha......"

"What happened to them?" Xiao Yan said angrily.

The red-faced old devil's eyes showed a hint of contempt and pride: "The old man's corpse Gu worm is not something that can be smelled so casually......"

Xiao Yan

He stepped forward and used a rag to dye all the "hiss-la-la" juice, and wherever the cloth went, the walking corpse crowd looked, and he grabbed one of the gangsters, and slowly pierced his long fingers through the man's eye sockets, and for a while blood flowed everywhere, but the man remained silent, still leaning towards the juice with all his might.

The old devil dropped the man, and couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing: "Look at how interesting the old man's toys are!"

Corpse Gu Worm ...... Corpse Gu Worm ......

Xiao Yan's gaze was stunned, and he suddenly understood.

It turned out that the green zombies upstairs were not refined by witchcraft and evil magic at all, and the reason why the corpses came back to life was entirely because their skin and flesh were full of such small bugs.

Opposites attract, moving with the music. There is no pain, it is full of poison, and the corpses of the five horses can still break out and hurt people.

Not only can they refine corpses, but they can also manipulate living people, and even peerless masters like Lu Shuying and Ke Yan can't escape their restraints.

I'm afraid that those Dongying people also took a fancy to the vicious magic of this corpse Gu worm, so they spent a huge amount of money to buy it.

"It seems that the "Shennong Materia Medica" really taught you a lot......"

Xiao Yan sneered, in fact, the back of his palm was already full of cold sweat.

The old devil threw the rag into the crowd and walked slowly towards Xiao Yan: "Compared to the scriptures, the old man is still more interested in you......

He coldly grabbed Xiao Yan's collar, lifted his whole person like a chicken, and looked him up and down with an extremely crazy gaze:

"Tsk, why aren't you poisoned? In the face of this insect, even the old man has to take Chiyang Pill all the time to suppress it, why aren't you poisoned?"

The old devil's eyes widened, and he laughed angrily, and his voice became a little almost crazy.

"You give it to me...... Let go!"

"Hehe, okay!"

The old devil only moved his arm slightly, but Xiao Yan flew out like a cannonball, and fell heavily into the corner, smashing a mahogany cabinet to pieces.

"How can a dirty and lowly ordinary peasant child have such a good innate constitution?" the old devil cried, "What are you from?"

"Don't...... Say I...... Cheap!"

Xiao Yan lay on the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

When he stood up again, it was already black and fierce.

The old demon's expression changed, and he smiled strangely:

"What a familiar smell...... It's funny. ”

"Die!"

Xiao Yan roared angrily and shot towards the red-faced old demon, and the black mist of his right fist was like a whirlpool, condensing wildly around the fist peak.

Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, the old demon was not shocked and laughed.

He turned sideways slightly, dodged the punch, and grabbed Xiao Yan's neck with his left hand.

This claw used ten times of strength, and even a piece of gold and iron had to be turned into a mass of slag.

Xiao Yan, who was blessed by poison skills, ate it hard.

But the black qi on his body was like a small witch seeing a big witch, and he cowered and returned to the dantian along the way he came.

"Poof!"

Xiao Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood, his mind suddenly sobered up, and he stared at the strange smile of the old demon in front of him with a surprised face.

"Little doll, what are you? Are you angry?"

"You ......" felt the strength in his throat slowly tighten, and Xiao Yan couldn't say a word even though he was full of anger.

"Let the old man take a good look, where do you get the strength?"

The old demon unceremoniously stretched out three fingers, and his long nails slowly probed down Xiao Yan's throat, and finally stopped at the latter's dantian.

"This ......," the red-faced old devil's expression became a little surprised.

He quietly instilled true qi and explored deeply.

The black qi entrenched in the dantian faced his internal force, but he lost his former ferocity, and he didn't dare to continue to get closer, but just avoided it from afar.

Seeing that the old demon's true qi was not blocked, he went further without any scruples.

"This ...... What is this?" the old devil could no longer hide the surprise on his face, and slowly withdrew his hand.

His feeling could never be wrong, in the depths of this kid's dantian, there was a slowly rotating dragon's eye size sphere.

It was clearly an inner pill condensed by internal force.

At the peak of martial arts, there are three flowers at the top.

The pinnacle of qi refining can be transformed into pills in the body.

"At such a young age, you actually cultivated Neidan?" The red-faced old demon's voice trembled a little, but soon, the surprise on his face was replaced by ecstasy.

Because that inner pill, full of deep purple and black gas, is a poisonous pill!

"Little doll, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to bring a gift to the old man, hahahaha......" The red-faced old devil said in ecstasy, "If there is that poison pill, the old man's poison skill will definitely go to the next level, oh no, it's several layers!"

The old devil has already had murderous intent this time.

The strength in his hand is getting tighter and tighter, and it won't be long before the young man in his hand will be strangled to death.

"As a token of gratitude, the old man will leave a whole corpse for you!"

Xiao Yan's face was flushed, and he used all his strength to punch and kick the old devil, but he couldn't even touch the hem of the latter's clothes.

The old demon's hand slowly tightened like iron tongs, but he could only struggle and gasp weakly.

A deep sense of despair filled his nerves.

He seemed to have returned to the dark and rancid dungeon more than ten years ago, and the old devil was also carrying him like this, no matter how useless he struggled, he just sneered and poured all the poison in his hand.

I've been practicing for so long, but it's still the same as it was at the beginning......

He had rolled his eyes because of suffocation.

Finally, it's time to leave this world completely.

Unwilling, so unwilling......

But what can be done?

He closed his eyes and gave up struggling.

Xiao Yan was completely desperate.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking wind.

The old devil's face froze, and when he looked down, he saw that there was a protruding blade in his heart.

He let go of his hand, and Xiao Yan fell like a dead corpse.

"How...... How to ......"

He opened his mouth, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Behind him, Ke Yan's cold voice came:

"You shouldn't have played me!"