Liujia Alley.

Wu Lao Liu, when the four figures entered the mirror, the yin-yang mirror illuminated by the hanging candle became very unstable, constantly flipping in the air, and the four figures turned into paper figures. It's still flipping.

Liu Changsheng beckoned, and the Yin-Yang Mirror suspended in the air flew back into his hand. It kept vibrating in Liu Changsheng's hand, like an angry child. Liu Changsheng patted the mirror to soothe it, and it slowly calmed down before it shook again. Liu Changsheng erased the blood stains of the town character written on the mirror, and a layer of patina on the mirror quickly covered the mirror, and the light on the mirror gradually faded. Liu Changsheng put it back in his pocket.

Wu Lao Liu, sixteen figures, took the opportunity to surround Liu Changsheng. And constantly shrinking the encirclement, the nearest Wu Lao Liu was only less than a meter away from Liu Changsheng.

Liu Changsheng had a red lark on his shoulder, staring at the nearest Wu Lao Liu with a vigilant expression, if he dared to take another step forward, it would definitely fly over and deal with him.

Wu Lao Liu was not in a hurry to make a move, and the sixteen figures showed all kinds of weird smiles and sharp laughter. The overlapping sounds make people feel very irritated, and the heart beats out of rhythm.

Liu Changsheng had not been substantially affected, and there were already a lot of muffled snorts in the darkness. Quite a few people have been substantially harmed.

Wu Lao Liu obviously heard it, but his laughter did not stop. Instead, the louder he laughed, the more weird his voice became.

Liu Changsheng also changed with his voice, and his heart beat disorderly. He took a deep breath and flicked his middle finger of his right hand on the blade. A heavy metal sound sounded, and Wu Lao Liu's laughter was interrupted at once. Sixteen Wu Lao Liu, a mouthful of blood spit out at the same time, and his face, which was already as white as a ghost, was even more bloodless.

Liu Changsheng also felt weakness all over his body when Wu Laoliu vomited blood, and his body was inexplicably sore. The body couldn't stand, and it went straight down.

He gritted his teeth and gripped the hilt of the knife with his right hand so that he did not collapse to the ground.

The power of the curse is involved in cause and effect, and it is so domineering.

Wu Lao Liu was obviously injured, but he was very familiar with this situation. Sixteen Wu Lao Liu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth at the same time, took out a bright red pill from his pocket, and took it together.

On his face, which was originally white, two ruddy red masses appeared on his cheeks. This kind of Wu Lao Liu is even more weird, and his appearance is the same as the paper figure he usually paints.

Sixteen Wu Lao Liu's flat faces, two blushes shook and opened their mouths to say.

"Young Master Changsheng, the means are not bad. But if you continue to consume like this, I guess you won't be able to consume it, right? You and I will lose both, and those people outside who are waiting to pick up the bargain will probably not be able to sit still. ”

Liu Changsheng didn't answer him, a finger pointed to the sky, Wu Lao Liu followed his finger and looked at the sky, where a bright moon was in the sky.

Wu Lao Liu was obviously stunned, and only came to his senses after a moment and muttered to himself.

"That's the real moon, and the formation is broken?"

Before Liu Changsheng recalled the Yin-Yang Mirror, he had already seen the bright moon. There is inertia in human cognition, because the yin-yang mirror is always hanging in the air and emitting a moonlight-like light. Therefore, after Liu Changsheng took back the Yin-Yang Mirror, Wu Lao Liu still didn't notice that the sky was already full of bright moons.

Liu Changsheng and Wu Lao Liu saw sixteen Wu Lao Liu's faces changeable, and said with a smile.

"Wu Lao Liu, we are slowly depleting, not in a hurry. Spend tonight and see if you dare to stay here. I'm a wasted person who doesn't even have a spirit, and I can't do anything about you. However, the Taoist monk of Lingyin Temple is here with me. Survive tonight, I asked him to find you, I want to see if he can't do anything about you. ”

"Little Living Buddha Daoji?"

Wu Lao Liu's face became ugly, and he was an existence like a curse nemesis.

The use of curse-based spirits involves cause and effect, and is inherently risky. It's just that ordinary spiritual monks don't have a deep understanding of the power of cause and effect, so they can't crack it. But this is not a problem at all for arithmetic classes, and they don't even need to change cause and effect. As long as they deviate a little bit from the original direction, the cursed people will naturally be doomed. If it weren't for the fact that the people who counted the lessons were extremely talented, and their department was prone to early death, otherwise the people of the cursed department would not even have room to survive.

Any spiritually awakened person can make Wu Lao Liu retreat, not to mention that person is known as the little living Buddha. That's a genius who can awaken the spirit with such a big cause and effect as the name of an arhat. Moreover, after his spiritual awakening, he blocked the door in Wugu alone and recited the scriptures for a month. In the entire Wu Valley, no one dared to take a step out of the Wu Valley, for fear of being taken away by him chanting.

Wu Lao Liu sighed secretly in his heart, and had the heart to retreat. But his eyes were aimed at the courtyard of the Liu family, and he was unwilling, it was originally a dead end for Liu Changsheng, but now it was hastily broken.

Wu Lao Liu scolded viciously in his heart.

The people guarding outside are all stupid pigs, and so many people can't keep a Liu family Dongfang.

At this time, those who were on the periphery who were scolded by Wu Lao Liu were not having a good time.

Thirteen masked men in black were far away from the east, where their bodies were covered in blood.

Where Dongfang stood, two corpses lay less than half a meter in front. Both bodies were punched in the chest, leaving a large hole in the air, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Dongfang remained motionless, and when the blood flowed to his feet, he automatically avoided it, as if he was afraid to approach him.

Dongfang is the awakening of the martial spirit, and he moves directly, and every punch and kick is a move that kills people. The scene shown is unusually tyrannical and cruel.

Dongfang had been standing and had no intention of making another move, his eyes staring directly at the two formation mages who were already unable to stand on their feet.

In fact, the formation in Liujia Lane has not been completely broken, but the two formation mages have not had the opportunity to replenish the formation consumption, and the formation has been loosened. Only then did Liu Changsheng and them see in the formation that a bright moon and bright moon were in the sky.

Dongfang said expressionlessly.

"That's it, you don't plan to evacuate yet. Looks like you're planning to spend time with me?"

One of the men in black spoke.

"Dongfang, we really underestimate you. But even if we all die tonight, we won't let you go in a single step. ”

Dongfang was stunned, he didn't expect this group of people to have a heart of death.

"It's kind of funny, you guys have a little more courage than the gang just now. Okay, I'm not going to leave it alone. After all, aside from the rest of you who are not in the climate, there are still a lot of troubles tonight. ”

Dongfang stomped his feet, one rushed straight, and the man crashed over like a tank. The man in black instinctively dispersed quickly, and no one had the idea of fighting back. As soon as the crowd dispersed, the person in the lead, who had a different mask from others, secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and turned to look to the east.

At this time, Dongfang had already grabbed a formation mage in his hand, and this formation mage was very thin and small like a hemp stalk. Under the huge size of the East, it is like a chicken.

Dongfang held him in one hand, and quickly put it on with the other, tearing it and letting it go. The thin array mage, like a maggot, moved in a pool of blood.

Among the thirteen black-clothed people, a few couldn't help but take off their masks and vomit.

After Dongfang tore apart a formation mage, his body did not stay at all, he stomped his foot on the ground hard, and the whole person leaned towards another formation mage.

The black-clothed man in the lead pushed the array mage away, but he was pushed seven or eight meters away in the air by the huge force that leaned against the mountain.

The whole person was paralyzed on the ground, and his mouth kept vomiting blood.

There were two awake people in black, taking advantage of the pause in Dongfang's body. Kneeling on the ground, two daggers plunged straight into Dongfang's waist from the bottom to the top.

A horse in the east walked steadily, Lingyun waist, and let them add daggers. The two daggers of the man in black were inserted into Dongfang's waist at the same time, but he didn't expect that the two daggers that could cut iron and gold on weekdays were broken in two.

Dongfang picked up the two men in black one in one hand and threw them out. The two men in black lay motionless on the ground like dead dogs.

In just an instant, of the thirteen black-clothed people, only nine were left who could stand upright.

Dongfang picked up the severed blade dagger on the ground and flicked the blade with his fingers. Even if the dagger is broken, there is still a chill. Obviously, these two daggers are extraordinary, no wonder when the spirit was blocked just now, although the heat broke the blade, but there were two cold qi directly towards the kidneys.

Dongfang held two broken blades in both hands, and the domineering momentum on his body was even more powerful. After killing several people in a row, his eyes were blood-red. The formation mage who had been staring at him felt that he couldn't see anything in front of him, only a blood-red blindfold.

Others kept rubbing their eyes like crazy, but found that it didn't work at all. Rubbing and rubbing, he sat on the ground and cried.

The leader, who was different from the others, sat on the ground and shouted.

"That's enough, we'll admit it. ”

When he shouted this, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Dongfang snorted coldly, threw the two broken blade daggers on the ground, and drank.

"Get the bodies away, clean the ground, and get them all out of here. ”