Xi Zhen saw these eight people, the four ghosts of the Yellow River must be the masters of foreign boxing, and since the four swordsmen of Tianshan Mountain are known as the sword, the kung fu of the sword is naturally extraordinary. Xi Zhen didn't want to be entangled anymore, so he put his right palm on the Tianling cover of Shan Sanniang, and said loudly: "Everyone, I don't want to entangle with you, you'd better not come over again, otherwise I will go down with one palm, and the fragrance will die, which is really a pity." ”

Unexpectedly, instead of stopping, these eight people surrounded them faster and faster, and they seemed to have formed some kind of tacit understanding. Xi Zhen shook his head helplessly, put Shen Sanniang aside and patted his shoulder softly and whispered: "Baby, you have to be good, as long as you are obedient, my brother will go back and eat candy." ”

Shen Sanniang was inexplicably angry, but when she heard Xi Zhen calling her baby, she couldn't help but have hot eyes, and her voice softened: "Don't be complacent, one day, I will crush you and eat you in my stomach, so that you know what it means to eat people without spitting out bones." ”

Xi Zhen ignored her, just shrugged his shoulders, spread his hands and said to the eight people: "In this case, it is not negotiable, and it has to be beaten, right? ”

Xi Zhen didn't show his blade, nor did he wait for the eight people to attack first, he felt that although the four ghosts of the Yellow River were strong, they did not have blades, so they should strike first and quickly solve the four ghosts of the Yellow River. So his body shook and rushed towards one of the four ghosts of the Yellow River. Coming to the man, Xi Zhen didn't hesitate at all, and struck the man in the chest with a wave of his palm. The man didn't dodge either, as if ignoring Xi Zhen's attack, he stubbornly took a palm.

With a snap, although Xi Zhen only used three successful forces, this palm was also extremely powerful, and ordinary people would definitely be injured when they carried this palm. Unexpectedly, the man only took a few steps back, and after stopping, he yelled, wahing his fist and hitting Xi Zhen.

Xi Zhen thought that his palm could hurt his opponent, but this palm was like hitting a hard stone, but his palm was shaken and hurt. He was secretly taken aback, he didn't expect this person to be so copper-skinned and iron-clad, even the profound Thirteen Taibao's horizontal kung fu was nothing more than that.

Seeing that the other seven people were gradually approaching, Xi Zhen didn't dare to be sloppy, and hurriedly stepped forward, and the palm power was sent out again. This time, he used seven successful forces, and with his current skills, seven successful forces could kill a strong bull by hitting it, so he began to show his killing intentions.

However, things were not as simple as he thought, and the man still only took a few steps back, got up and rushed forward. Waving his fists, his mouth is full of wow, although the pace and punching are not disciplined, but every punch is extremely powerful, no matter who it is, one punch will definitely hurt.

Xi Zhen began to get anxious, when it comes to martial arts, naturally the fewer tricks the better. Because there are many tricks, there is a better chance of flaws being revealed, so some people once said that the highest level of a master is to win without a move. The four ghosts of the Yellow River are like this at the moment, they have no moves, only the most primitive attacks, but they are extremely powerful. This is indeed a very nerve-wracking thing, Xi Zhen has been thinking about how to break the enemy, how to help the other party have no tricks and no flaws.

As a last resort, Xi Zhen had no choice but to perform the soft maneuver, and did not forget to wait for an opportunity to make a move in the maneuver. But the other party didn't seem to feel pain at all, they didn't know that they had been tricked and didn't know the pain, as if they were mechanical puppets.

Several quick shots didn't hurt the enemy at all, Xi Zhen couldn't help but be a little frustrated, his feet slipped in a hurry, and his body actually turned around like a tumbler against the man, and after stopping, the man fell to the ground. Xi Zhen suddenly opened his mind: Since the other party is clumsy, then I don't hide it clumsy, use Tai Chi to turn around, and use softness to overcome rigidity with strength?

At this time, the encirclement of the eight people was getting smaller and smaller, but their speed was not very fast, which gave Xi Zhen a lot of time and space to turn around. Xi Zhen hurriedly used Tai Chi to turn around, and in an instant, Xi Zhen's voice and shadow were everywhere, and his moves were feminine everywhere.

A big man was stuck by Xi Zhen's sticky word trick and couldn't get out, Xi Zhen took the big man around like a child herding a cow holding a rope, and finally exerted his strength, and the man was picked up by the trend and crashed into several other people who were about to besiege him. Sure enough, attacking the shield with his spear, several sounds of cross-flesh collision came, and several more men were knocked into a pile and piled on the ground.

Xi Zhen's blow worked, his heart was overjoyed, and his confidence increased sharply, he thought that as long as he concocted the same method, he could quickly change the current situation. Indeed, after a fight, these eight people often fell into a pile. He will even stab his own people because of the accidental injury of the sword of the Four Swordsmen of the Tianshan Mountains. It's just that every time they stab their own people, these people obviously shed blood, but they still don't know the pain, and when they get up, they want Xi Zhen to rush over. Could it be that they are really immortal and immortal, or have they fallen for some evil law?

Xi Zhen was puzzled, because these people also posed a great threat to himself. Shen Sanniang's acupoint will automatically unravel after two hours, if he can't level these eight people, once Shen Sanniang's acupoint is self-unraveling, it will be even more troublesome.

In the end, Xi Zhen had to be ruthless and made the last and most painful decision: as long as the heads of these people were cut off or their heads were broken, otherwise they would never die.

Thinking of this, Xi Zhen whistled to himself, and at the same time stuck to one of the four ghosts of the Yellow River, and quickly dragged it to the side. The man was dragged down, just baring his teeth and claws and attacking with his fists, and in his eyes, it seemed that there was only a target for attack. Xi Zhen gritted his teeth, made a loud sound, jumped over the person, and at the same time used all the strength of his right palm to slap towards the person's Tianling Gai.

Although Shen Sanniang couldn't move, she could see and speak. She reclined on the ground and said sarcastically, "It's useless, you can't kill them, they only obey me, only I can make them stop." But when he saw Xi Zhen slapping the man's head with all his strength, his face suddenly lost color, and he couldn't even speak.

With a pop, accompanied by the sound of a shattering skull, the man gradually collapsed to the ground, unable to move. As his brain cracked, Xi Zhen couldn't help churning in his stomach and never vomited. But at the same time, there was a tingling pain in the palm of his right palm, and when Xi Zhen looked at it, he found that it was a small but long silver needle, which was piercing his palm.

Seeing this silver needle, Xi Zhen suddenly realized, and finally understood why these people were dull and injured and did not die. It turns out that this is a kind of demon art in the Western Regions, which is the technique of using golden needles to determine acupoints, stabbing the fine needles from the heavenly spirit cover, and then through a series of demon techniques, you can control the heart and soul of the person who is stabbed. But whoever is stabbed must be like the living dead, or like a marionette, at the mercy of others.

The person who casts the spell knows no pain, no injury, no consciousness, but he is extremely powerful. Even after this method is solved, it is impossible for the stabbed person to recover, and they will either become demented or will wake up and be ashamed and unable to live on their own. This method came from the Western Regions, and it was also popular in the Central Plains, and then because of this law, it was too vicious, and the entire Central Plains rivers and lakes, both black and white, were trying their best to strangle the people who cast the spell. Therefore, decades later, this method gradually disappeared into the long river of history.

Xi Zhen had never seen the Golden Needle Acupoint Technique before, but seeing it with his own eyes today was indeed filled with grief and anger. Although the four ghosts of the Yellow River are not good, they are all notorious scum of the rivers and lakes, but the people who enslave them in this way are even more inhumane. Thinking of this, Xi Zhen's eyes widened angrily, and her gaze swept over Shen Sanniang like a sharp sword, and after the silent Shen Sanniang received this gaze, she couldn't help but feel chills in her heart, because she saw the murderous aura again.

But the situation in front of him did not allow Xi Zhen to think too much, because the remaining seven people besieged it again. Xi Zhen looked at the seven people who screamed strangely, and couldn't help but cry out in his heart: "Although you are evil people, but you have been tortured like this and have been punished as you deserve, how can I bear to take your name?"

So a double-peaked piercing ear hit the temples on both sides of the person in front, and at the same time triggered internal force, and a small silver needle appeared on the top of the person's head. Xi Zhen's right hand swept quickly, and he grabbed the silver needle between his two fingers and pulled it up. The man who had been pulled up finally came to consciousness, but only as soon as he became conscious, he could not bear the impact of the internal injury, his face was twisted, and he collapsed to the ground in pain. Although he was about to die, when he lost his breath, he actually cast a grateful look at Xi Zhen.

A burst of pain flashed in Xi Zhen's heart, grabbing his heart, like a knife twisting pain. Before he died, he actually gave a look of gratitude, which shows the helplessness and pain that is precipitated in my heart, and I can't survive and die. Once you are liberated, even if you have to die immediately, you finally get the pleasure of freedom.

Xi Zhen didn't hesitate any longer, just concocted the same method, the figure moved around, and the half-pillar of incense pulled out all the silver needles of the remaining six people. All six of them died, and they all died in pain, but in the end, it was Xi Zhen who gave them relief, so they all gave Xi Zhen a smile at the last moment of death. And Xi Zhen's heart at this time was like a knife: I didn't kill Boren, but Boren finally died because of me, how many people can really experience this kind of pain?

After dealing with these eight people, Xi Zhen was already exhausted and out of breath, and he had to let himself lean against the edge of a small tree on the side of the road, gasping for breath. What brought him a sense of prostration was not because of the consumption of internal force, but because of the inhumane technique of controlling people such as golden needle acupoints.