Yan Chi was shocked, but it was too late to wake up the ghost and ugly at this time, he stretched out his hand and scolded: "Stop!"

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, and I don't know where the accent came from, the ghost and ugly seemed to return to the bridge, and suddenly moved, except for the short half-head, eight people and sixteen hands blocked together, and actually turned the palm of the surname Qi Dongling clean.

I thought he would take the opportunity to withdraw his palm and run away, but he still didn't stop, turned and bent his wrist, and instantly took multiple palms to the wind, and flew forward again.

Two of the eight ghosts did not lift their eyelids, as if a sharp eagle was climbing up, hanging in the air, locking his right shoulder blade in an instant, and then holding his arm, slamming backwards, and exerting force downward.

The man was stubborn, but he still didn't withdraw his palm, his left hand flipped over, and he bent from the gap between several people, gathered all his internal strength between his left palm, and smashed it into the door of the short ghost.

It's just that the eight ghosts and ugly internal forces are enough to shake the heavens and the earth, only to hear a crisp sound, the man's arm was broken from the shoulder circumference, the person was difficult to be confident at first, and for a while he forgot to seal the acupoint to stop the bleeding, stared at the broken arm on the ground and frowned, and suddenly the pain of ten thousand arrows and the blood poured like rain all hit the brain.

After a while, he hurriedly stopped the bleeding and bandaged, and squatted down with his arms folded. The throat was terrible, but when he listened carefully to the grunting sound as if it was just the old man before he died, it was his teeth against the base of his tongue, forcibly blocking himself from making a sound.

Su Lu looked at it again, the huge mask on the neck of the slightly shorter ghost ugly was struck by this strong palm wind, from the edge to the forehead, countless thin holes appeared hideously, but the ghost tool was a special material, and it was only cracked into some thin openings, not broken and scattered, and a piece the size of a thumb fell off under the left earlobe, revealing tender skin.

Su Luhuan's heart was hot, and sure enough, she guessed that it was really a woman, but the mask still covered too much, and she couldn't tell if it was Xuanyue for a while.

Obviously, these eight ghosts and uglies have higher kung fu and deeper internal strength than what they encountered in the mansion of Lord Li.

Yan Chi waved his hand to let the little foreman take the person, and put the long knife on the shoulder of the Qi surnamed Dong Ling, and the violent atmosphere that had just disappeared burst out again, he pointed at the person on the ground and scolded him with his head and face, and only after he was addicted to his mouth did he remember the matter, and roared angrily: "You almost missed the big thing of the Lord!"

The Qi Dongling snorted and still didn't speak, but the slightly trembling shoulders couldn't stop contracting, and it must have hurt to the extreme!

Seeing that he couldn't even make up a decent reason, Yan Chi couldn't help but get angry, and wanted to open his throat and scold again, the little foreman Baba stepped forward and said, "Yan Dongling, don't be angry this time, it's important right now!"

Only then did Yan Chi remember the big event that he threw into his dead father's mind, and turned to face the small group of mountains around him and said, "What's the matter?

After that, he took a few steps forward, scraped his claws like eagle claws, and pulled forward, and the five fingers that were usually so ordinary actually quickly grew five iron hooks like chicken claws from the fingertips, and they were deeply wedged into the woman's delicate and thin shoulders, and suddenly the black blood on the shoulders was like hot water coming out of the hot spring pool.

Although Su Luhuan has been raised in the boudoir since he was a child, but in a martial arts family, his knowledge and vision have long been much higher than those of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

Under the earnest teachings of his parents, Yu Kung Fu firmly believes that hard work can make progress, practice three nine in winter, practice three in summer, there is a way to be diligent to make up for clumsiness, industry is good at diligence, internal swordsmanship must be bit by bit, inch by inch to benefit. Even if the kung fu is higher, like the ghost of the ghost of the sevenfold exercise, it must be obtained through years and months, and it is tempered little by little between the wind and frost, unless you are lucky enough to be like her, you can get the master's skills, and you can make rapid progress in one day. But no matter how rapid she advances, she can't be white-fingered pig iron, crooked and upside down, such an evil work, she can't help but grit her teeth and numb scalp when she sees it.

Su Luxuan's heart jumped suddenly, and he was just about to raise his feet and walk out, but who knows, the ghost snatched her down, stepped on her shoulder and jumped out.

The canyon was cramped, and only one person was allowed to stand sideways, and Su Luhuan was wondering if the ghost would shrink his bones, but there were a few loud laughs in his ears.

After the laughter, the mournful whistle sounded again.

In the turbulent water flow with the hump mountain stream facing the water valley at its back, dozens of people came out in unison, all holding swords in their hands and their eyes fierce.

Su Luhuan took a look, and saw that the three of them stood up in the wide flat at some point. In addition to the ghost, she also knew that the other two were Han Zhujing's master and servant who left them alone outside Helan Mountain Fort, but the woman was missing at this time.

The corners of Su Lu's lips curled, and he shook his head, and said in his heart that the kung fu of the three masters and servants to join in the fun is really the best in the world!

But seeing this person's fluttering clothes is cold and abnormal, which makes people look at it from the bottom of their hearts. Thinking of the several times he appeared for the sake of the slave, Su Luhuan couldn't help but automatically decompose him intentionally from the Black Snake Elder who condensed the frost bone in his heart, feeling that this person was more than warm and intimidating.

If Han Zhujing knew that the power of his Black Snake Elder was in the heart of a little girl in an instant, from the deep pool of the past life all the way to the immortal peach garden, he must have frowned deeply, hid his figure, and waited for a few breaths before coming up.

It's just that Yan Chi can't say if he can wait, I saw his eyes sweep, staring at the ghost's lilac pupils, but he showed a look of shock, his eyes flickered, his heart was clear, and he turned his head to the little foreman and said: "Slut! Even I calculate!"

The little foreman was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized to Yan Chi's fiery pupils: "This woman is really pervasive!"

Although they deliberately lowered the timbre when they spoke, Su Luhuan received the power of the Seven Successes of the Ghost Tree, and there was nothing to do in this narrow mountain crevice, so that the wandering internal force was enough to patrol the body for more than a hundred and ten circles, and at this moment, it was already much clearer than the initial deafness and sight, and these words naturally drifted into her ears.

Because the poisoning of the ghost demon and Qiu Ying'an was very secretive, most people in the door didn't know about it, but as one of the devil's henchmen, how could he not know? But at this moment, nearly 100 disciples in the sect are here, and they can't explain nothing, and they directly stage a 'fight in the nest', and they can't help but be even more angry with Qiu Ying'an!

Yan Chi thought about it, and didn't want the people below to see the flaws, and in the blink of an eye, his expression changed, and he shouted roughly: "The master originally wanted to lure the snake out of the hole, but he never wanted to be disrupted by this capricious mad dog.

Although there was not much internal strength left, Ghost Di couldn't hear the whispers of the two clearly, but when he saw Han Zhujing and the two jumping out of nowhere, he also vaguely guessed the relationship between them. She tilted her head and said coldly: "Yan Chi, you kid wanted to be this cicada-catching praying mantis, but unexpectedly became the seller's dog's leg, do you think it's funny?"

Yan Chi was a little shocked when he heard this, although Qiu Ying'an was now under the Evil Lord's Sect, but he himself knew about being used by her today, but it was inevitable that the ghost would not doubt his loyalty.

His thoughts were confused, his buckteeth bulged, and he clenched his fists in anger, so he had to take down the three of them together, and only then did he confront the slut in front of the evil lord. Moreover..... He thought about it again, anyway, the Lord and this person have already torn their faces, why should I give her face, so many brothers are staring at this moment, how can they fall in momentum.

At that moment, he removed the iron hand from the woman's body, turned angrily and laughed, and the thick flesh under the cheekbones trembled three times, because of the uneven face, it seemed that the transformation at the moment was very stiff, and the little foreman next to him couldn't help but feel a chill on the back of his neck, and dense goosebumps fell to the ground.

I saw that Yan Chi said as if he didn't know: "The ghost lord is really the same as before, and he has the courage to look at the world and look at everything. When the people below heard it, it was also the same truth, the ghost had little movement with the door, and he always had an unruly and lonely face, so the sentence of sarcastic Yan Chi could be regarded as a reference, and it was just an arrogant and inexplicable indignation.

Su Luxuan only felt that she had stopped in the slit for too long, and the cold blood on the soles of her feet extended to all organs with her strange meridians and eight veins, and her tentacles were cold, and the coldness was not satisfied, and it rushed to the door of her head and earlobes.

Yan Chi's words are very clear, this is a script, and they are the snakes out of the hole, the ones to be caught, and the people on the cliff may have planned to lure out the two of Han Zhujing's master and servant, but Qiu Ying An took one more step and actually counted the two of them in.

Ghost Di's approach at this time is also very correct, at least the two of them are not exposed at the same time, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to find a backhand and reinforcements!

But what is the Qi Dong Collar for?

He obviously knew who the woman was, and he was desperate to shoot down the ghost in her face, was it to remind her and warn the two of them not to act rashly?

It's dangerous!

After avoiding a catastrophe, she was grateful to the good student surnamed Qi Dongling, but when she thought of the ghost outside, she couldn't help but feel worried in her heart.

The intertwined nerves, which were like fishing nets, had just eased, and when I looked closely, I saw that the mask on the woman's face shook a few times, and with a chirp, it fell.

Su Luhuan nodded and said, it was really one of the two guards around Han Zhujing, Su Luhuan remembered that this person was very eloquent, and he didn't say a word at the moment, he was sealed dumb.

But her heart was cold, and she said in her heart, just a moment, she clearly noticed that Xuan Yue was here, if it wasn't for the person in the middle, where would she be at this moment?