Talking about the room.

"Roar!"

The Beastmaster is furious!

The tiger roar in the lead has a terrifying ferocity, and he is really like a hungry tiger who chooses people to devour.

This roar is like a wave of air, and this iron-faced life is half a step back.

Before he could react from the evil appearance of the man in front of him who had turned into a tiger, a fist slammed down on his face with all his might.

Not a single bit.

The leader suddenly flipped up and fell against the wall.

The four inches of blood on his left elbow were not obvious under the darkness, but the smell of blood and the special sticky wetness were still strong.

The punch he just made was not completely ineffective, because there was also blood on his punch.

Fortunately, the ghost nail in the iron mask man's hand was not poisoned, and his left arm was only bleeding.

Able to fight.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost-faced man had already come to kill with a terrible laugh.

The ghost nail is not a very common weapon, one inch short and one inch dangerous, but the special manufacture of the nail tip makes it very powerful in cutting flesh and blood, and it cannot be underestimated.

And what can't be underestimated is the strength of this ghost-faced man himself.

The figure has attacked, and the ghost nail dragged the person from the air.

"Galloping Horse!"

The leader let out a loud shout, quickly turned around, supported the ground with both palms, and kicked towards the air with both feet.

The ghost-faced man shook his left hand violently, and an iron lock flew out of his cuffs in vain, nailed deep into the wooden wall on the side of the leader, and turned in the air with the momentum, avoiding the leader's kick, and swept by the left ghost, the ghost nail broke through the wind, but it was only a foot!

The leader's reaction was not bad, and he slapped his palms hard and rolled back to the bed, barely avoiding the nail blow.

With a grim smile, Ghostface pulled out the chain nailed to the wooden wall, and with another flick of it, nailed it to the beams.

The leader frowned, kicked his left foot violently, and the soft but heavy silk was forcibly kicked out and flew out.

The ghost-faced man was about to pull up the plane, when suddenly a quilt flew in, wrapping him in a mess, and when he was annoyed, he received a heavy blow to the stomach that pierced through the golden cracked stone.

"Brute Tiger!"

The leader shouted angrily, and his fist was also angry.

The ghost-faced man who punched him took five steps back and was slammed into the wall. The internal injuries were particularly severe, and a mouthful of thick blood could not be suppressed and spilled up his throat. He gritted his teeth to prevent it from spilling, but there were still blood stains running down the corners of his mouth.

Swallowing blood, he whispered his first words.

"Hemolysis Dafa!"

There was a chaotic moan, and a cloud of blood spurting out of his mouth.

Blood spilled on his black robe, as well as the ghost nails in his hands.

Suddenly, the blood he spurted out seemed to be burning, with a strange sound. The ghost nail was completely wrapped in his blood, and it seemed to have the meaning of resurrection.

This is the stunt of the Huangquan Copying of the Heavenly Mansion, which can be dissolved into gold and iron with its own blood, greatly strengthening the power of this thing, which is extremely sharp and indestructible. And if the blood is sprayed on the hostile body, it also has a burning effect.

He smiled and swept the nail.

I only knew that with a pull, the fat and thick silk was cut open by a knife.

What came out of my eyes now was not the expected black, but a dim green glow.

The leader was within a few breaths of the hand, and for some reason the potted plant was knocked on.

He turned around and asked:

"Who are you?"

It's clearly a question, but the leader still has a bit of a posture of shouting.

The ghost-faced man ignored the leader's words, and slowly stood up, smiling strangely.

"What will your heart taste like......

Another room.

Xu Mingding and Kuai Bao are inseparable.

Master Xu's swordsmanship is superb, his internal strength is strong and long, and the claws of the envoy of the Heavenly Mansion are as strong as eagle claws, and as solid as a rock and as tough as a reed, he can even grasp the blade of the sword.

It's a pity that in such a small room, Xu Mingding didn't dare to use that trick "Sanlin Lie" at all, and Kuai Baojie also felt aggrieved, thinking that his strength was less than sixty percent, and the light skill he was proud of couldn't be fully exerted.

But he didn't think about it at all, and the light skills of the Yanshan faction were also good.

Swift moves.

Xu ordered a sword to press down at this time, and directly attacked Kuai Bao's twisted right leg.

Kuai Bao unveiled his body and protruded, his feet fell off the ground and into the air, and the whole person was like a huge bat, avoiding Xu Mingding's sword at the same time, his claws pinched and swept over.

Xu Mingding also took advantage of the sword's momentum, and rushed downward with his body and sword body, avoiding this claw attack, and then logically slashed upwards with his sword.

Claw back, block.

These two people made fierce moves, and Fang Wei had already met more than 100 times in ten breaths, not to mention the flight attendants who dodged.

The room was littered with faded sword marks, and hideous bare wooden ballasts blasted out by fists.

For a while, the battle situation was stalemate, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior, but the internal force of Kuaibaojie had gradually fallen short.

Xu Mingding's internal strength is three points stronger than him, and if it is long-term, he is even worse, he must immediately explode to seek a turnaround, otherwise he will only be consumed alive by Xu Mingding.

You can't fight like this anymore.

Kuai Baoxie stretched his body violently, and his robe rose in the wind, swinging him on the beams of the house.

Xu Mingding frowned, but did not move.

He is the decider of the Immortal Recipe Wood, in the heart of the wood, his internal force recovery speed is not comparable to the outside, can be terrifying, if the meditation and follow the meridians and follow the spiritual platform, half a burnt incense time, he can recover to the full internal force.

If there is no collision, he will not miss these two or three gaps.

Hanging like a bat on the beams of the house, Kuai Baojie cautiously took out a pen from his sleeve.

It's a judge's pen.

This pen is made of iron, the pen is sharp, and the style is strange, as if it is really a pen used by the judge of the underworld, which can hook the soul and kill people.

"Hemolysis Dafa!"

With a strange cry, the flesh of his right arm holding the pen swelled and bulged, as if sucking up the flesh of the rest of his body, and became dry and thin, and then, the flesh and blood of his right arm gradually disappeared, and his whole body became thin.

The thin blood in his right palm was drunk by the judge's pen.

The black iron gradually turned blood red, and a thin mist of blood kept spurting.

Kuaibao's strange laughter grew louder and louder.

The tip of the judge's pen gradually twisted, and finally pointed to Xu Mingding, who was standing silently.

It's a strange look. Because it doesn't seem that Kuai Bao is holding the judge's pen and preparing to attack, but the awe-inspiring judge's pen is attacking with this shriveled body.

Xu Mingding's right hand holding the hilt of the sword became tighter and tighter.

"Whoosh!"

The extremely obvious sound of breaking the wind, Kuai Baojie was taken by the judge's pen and flew straight over!

Xu was destined to dodge and hurriedly blocked with his sword.

What a strong body and internal strength!

Xu Mingding flew directly upside down, crashed into the wooden wall, and smashed countless sawdust.

He still pulled out of the broken wood, and the judge's pen was already in front of him, but it was only an inch.

"Into the leaf. ”

This is the stunt of the Yanshan faction to pick up leaves in the forest, which can not hit the trees and birds when moving forward at high speed in the forest, and it is more than enough to avoid a blow.

Hearing the soft groan of Master Xu, the judge's pen stabbed in, but the wooden pit was no longer the figure of Xu Mingding.

There was an extra touch of sword shadow.

The end of the judge's pen was violently raised, and Kuai Baoxie's body was raised high, avoiding the sword.

In the middle of the air, the judge's pen swelled, and the speed was extremely fast, and it was another stab.

Xu Mingding frowned tightly, and there was a half-breath of gasp in the leaf trace, it was too late.

The green glow of the long sword gradually covered.

There is no choice but to use Sanlin Lie.

But once this trick is used, the whole house will ignite, wither, and fly ashes.

Xu Mingding gritted his teeth.

Just before his long sword was swung, a brush suddenly struck, unmatched, with the tip of the pen to the tip of the pen.

Kuai Bao's blow after recklessly dissolving the Blood Dafa was unstoppable in this room, but for this sudden stab, he flew out upside down as a matter of course, crashing into the wooden wall.

"Who?"

The wizened envoy struggled to his feet from the pile and asked in a low voice.

Mo Haoqiong walked out of the shadow in front of the door.

Long hair fluttering, unparalleled.

"Who am I, when you enter the real underworld,

Ask Hades to go. ”