Chapter 4 It's really not my hand

Suddenly, a silvery-white light appeared, and it emanated from the four-edged long hammer, connecting the carriages, and in an instant forming a silver barrier, enveloping all the carriages.

Black lightning struck the barrier, and where it fell, it turned into a little and spread outward, like a black net formed on top of the silver barrier.

Song Bin woke up from the labor pain just now, and he looked up at the black net outside the window.

It's a big black silk......

The silver barrier seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure of the black lightning, and shattered in the air without a sound, and the black lightning also collapsed in the air.

However, several more black ball lightning bolts flew from a distance.

"Click......"

All the wagons shattered, and dozens of horses, without any protection, were scorched black.

At the moment when the carriage was shattered, Song Bin felt that his ankle was grabbed again, and his body flew out of the broken compartment.

Song Bin rolled on the ground for I don't know how many times before he completely stopped, and he tossed on the ground for a long time before he got up.

He wiped his mud-stained eyes and looked not far away.

I saw dozens of people in black robes, scuffling with their parents and others.

Led by the bald head Meng Tang Master, the long gong in his hand turned into a dragon at this time, attacking a person in a black robe.

His father held a red chain in his hand and rolled towards a man in black.

The short man who was four feet tall actually lifted a hill more than ten meters high out of thin air and smashed it towards the group of black-clothed people......

I didn't expect these seemingly ordinary people to be so strong.

At this moment, the horse-faced man was cut in two by a man in a black robe with a long knife, and his upper body, which had not yet lost consciousness, crawled on the ground for several meters before he stopped on the ground.

The four-foot short man was slapped on the chest by a black robe, flew out a hundred meters upside down, and landed on the ground without moving.

The situation of his mother and father is not optimistic, and they are all injured to varying degrees.

"Bin'er, run!"

Song Bin originally planned to run, after all, he didn't know anything.

Even the eighth set of radio gymnastics has been forgotten now.

If you run away, you might be able to keep a seed.

It's just that when he heard his mother shout this, he suddenly felt bad.

Sure enough, several black-robed people noticed his side, and they quickly rushed towards Song Bin.

Song Bin didn't care about anything more, turned around and ran in the direction he came.

It's just that how could he run past those black robes, one of the black robes directly swept over his head and flew in front of Song Bin.

"Run?Where are you going?!"

Nervous and the running just now, Song Bin suddenly panted, and the feeling of pressing a boulder on his chest just now came again.

Only this time it's more intense.

He felt the swelling pain above his lower abdomen getting stronger and stronger, and suddenly, a crack opened in his lower abdomen, and an inexplicable force penetrated into his internal organs from this slit.

What's going on? The breath is not short, and the chest is not stuffy?

Song Bin's eyes swept over his palm, and he saw that his palm was faintly glowing with some dark red qi.

At this moment, a silver spear suddenly pierced out of the top of his head, and this spear did not fly elsewhere, but flew directly into Song Bin's hand.

Song Bin's hand seemed to be uncontrollable, and he was stabbed forward by the spear with his hand.

"Puff ......"

The spear drove in, directly piercing the body of the black robe in front of him.

"You ......"

Blood spurted from the black robe's mouth, and he pointed at the young man in front of him incredulously, he couldn't believe that his body was pierced by this young man like this.

Song Bin was so frightened that he quickly pulled out the spear, who knew that the spear seemed to be not enjoyable, and stabbed it again.

After a few tosses, the black-robed man's body was pierced like a hornet's nest......

Song Bin finally pulled out the spear, and he hurriedly turned his body, not wanting to see this "hornet's nest" flowing with blood.

The other black-robed people in front of him were stunned by the scene in front of them, and in the blink of an eye, this person was actually stabbed into a hornet's nest.

Although the cultivation of "Hornet's Nest" is not very high, this teenager seems to have no trace of cultivation.

Song Bin couldn't help but be embarrassed when he saw several black robes standing in front of him.

He laughed awkwardly, and hurriedly threw the silver spear in his hand, explaining:

"I said I didn't do it, do you believe it......"

Scold!

Who knew that this spear was like taking a fancy to Song Bin's hand, it flipped in the air and returned to his hand.

Several black-robed black-robed faces turned black, they looked at the young man in front of them, their faces were full of anger, and several black-robed people rushed up without saying anything.

Song Bin saw such a formation in front of him, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he turned his head and ran, wanting to throw the silver spear in his hand as he ran.

But the spear was still thrown out and back, thrown out and back, as if it had taken a fancy to him......

And Song Bin discovered a strange phenomenon at this time.

Every time he threw the spear, the dark red qi from his palm became a little heavier.

When the spear was in his hand, the dark red qi seemed to be suppressed, and most of it was in the skin.

The speed of the black robe was extremely fast, and it didn't take a few steps to catch up behind Song Bin.

A black-robed man held a meniscus blade, the edge of which was extremely sharp, and there was a dazzling purple-black light on the edge.

He exerted force with one hand, and the curved blade in his hand slashed towards Song Bin's back.

"Ding......

The spear in Song Bin's hand slashed behind him with his arm, and his arm bent backwards extremely unnaturally, just blocking the attacking curved blade.

The unnatural bending of his arm made Song Bin's joints ach faintly, and the tremor caused between the curved blade and the spear made his palms numb.

Song Bin's head ran forward, but his arms were bent backwards, and this extremely uncoordinated posture made his body simply not last long.

He turned his head to look at the spear in his hand, which seemed to be really protecting himself.

Seeing that he couldn't escape the pursuit of these black robes, Song Bin's heart was crossed, so he simply stopped and turned to face the black robes who were pursuing.

Several black-robed people also stopped, their faces were solemn after a long time on the battlefield, although they thought from the bottom of their hearts that the young man in front of them had no cultivation at all, but the scene that happened just now was too weird.

They looked at the boy not so much as at the boy and at the spear in his hand.

The spiritual power on the spear fluctuated very strongly, but they couldn't see any spiritual power flowing into the spear from the young man's body at all.

And there seems to be a kind of power in this young man's body, but this power is not accepted by the spear, but is suppressed by the spiritual power on the spear.

"Big brothers, the younger brother has just arrived, and he has no grievances with you, so he can't let the younger brother live. ”

Song Bin smiled awkwardly, but his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the "hornet's nest" lying on the ground.

Several of the black-robed people were insulted when they heard this, especially the black-robed one with the meniscus blade in his hand, and his hand holding the curved blade clenched even tighter.

The purple-black light in his hand became even more intense, and in an instant, it filled his whole body.

His hands up.

The air in front of him moved.

Several purple-black curved blades slashed in front of him out of thin air, heading in the direction of Song Bin.

The silver spears were overwhelming, and a few curved blades were only blocked by the spears before they grazed Song Bin's arms.

Those curved blades formed out of thin air didn't seem to be so simple, the curved blades cut through Song Bin's clothes, cut his skin several times, and his skin seemed to be paralyzed for a short time.

But what followed was a biting cold coming from the wound.

Song Bin shivered, his lips began to turn purple, and his teeth kept colliding, this kind of cold from the outside to the inside and then from the inside to the outside was something he had never felt in his life.

There were dozens of flying blades, attacking in an extremely strange formation.

The other two black-robed robes also shot.

Living in a peaceful era for a long time, Song Bin was inevitably a little cowardly when he saw this kind of battle in front of him.

Seeing that he couldn't escape the situation in front of him, Song Bin simply closed his eyes.

Maybe you can go back in time if you hang up.

In his mind, he seemed to see a glimmer of light, and this light gradually became clearer, and soon he saw that the shape of this light was the spear in his hand.

And just behind the spear, there was a strange old man.

The old man was dressed in a dark red shirt, and even his hair was dark red.

This deep dark red doesn't seem to exist in this world, the dark red clothes and belts fly with red hair, Song Bin saw clearly that part of the dark red on this shirt is actually the breath that emanates from the old man.

And the silvery-white light above the spear just suppressed this aura on the old man's body.

The red-haired old man put one hand behind his back, and pointed to the spear in front of him with the other, and his face was grim and he didn't know what to say.

As the voice gradually expanded, Song Bin finally heard what the old man was saying:

"Dragon Spear! let me out, if you don't let me out, this kid will die!