Ling Yan's little hand with a thick black shadow was already shrouded, as if he wanted to crush Chu Xunyu's head, Ling Yan's eyes showed a little sympathy at this time, maybe it was because his life was worse than death, and Chu Xunyu had some resonance, but Chu Xunyu and the three of them were too much of a hindrance, and they had to be eliminated quickly, in fact, if you think about it carefully, maybe it is not a good thing to send Chu Xunyu to death in advance, at least it is relieved.

Chu Xunyu saw Ling Yan's little hand symbolizing death getting closer and closer, and his heart was Ling, and in a hurry, he then took out something and pressed it on Ling Yan's arm, only to feel a "snort" sound came, Ling Yan jumped out like a fire and covered his arm, looked down, and found that there was a fist-sized circular wound on his arm that was leaking pus.

Chu Xunyu was also stunned, looked down at his palm, and found that it was Master Mo Ya's string of Buddhist beads that he was holding, and he hadn't returned it after taking it from Mu Yuan.

Looking at the Buddha beads in Chu Xunyu's hand, Ling Yan knew that it was not a mortal thing, and said coldly at the moment: "Oh? I didn't expect you to have this thing, what? What are you going to do?

Chu Xunyu naturally knew that it was not good, his half-baked Buddhist methods were still taught to him by Mu Yuan when he was a child, and it was okay to deal with ordinary things, if he ran into a character like Ling Yan, he had to have a Buddhist monk to do it himself, and at most he would scare and scare people with a string of Buddhist beads. Chu Xunyu's body was seriously injured, and his consciousness was clear under the premise of not entering the demon, so the pain was felt very clearly, sometimes it was not a good thing not to enter the demon, slowly propping himself up, Chu Xunyu raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and kept thinking about the strategy of defeating the enemy in his heart, Sixiu Qianying is useless, because Shuang, Xue, Qing, The four spirits are useless, they all use the Tao to assist themselves, in front of the powerful body of the tomb and child's play, only Ting'er can help herself, but she promised in the land of the two poles that she will not be summoned until the last resort of life and death, is it now?

Ling Yan squinted his eyes and looked at it, and immediately understood that Chu Xunyu had nothing to do, and couldn't help but have a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his figure had appeared in front of Chu Xunyu in a flash, and he grabbed his neck and lifted it up, and freed up a hand to hit Chu Xunyu's lower abdomen, Chu Xunyu's "poof" mouthful of hot blood sprayed on Ling Xunyu's face, and the Buddha beads in his hand flew out of his hand, only to feel that his internal organs were pierced, and it was himself who was beaten up, if it was replaced by Mu Yuan, he would have been pierced a long time ago.

"This flesh is so strong. Ling Yan wiped the blood on his face, and there was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect you to be a traditional sword monk, and there are still people who are willing to walk on this road these years, it's really unimaginable, it's very painful, don't worry, I'll send you there." After speaking, he punched Chu Xunyu in the face again, Chu Xunyu "poof" and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the entire half of his face was sunken in, and he could no longer see the complete human form, one eyeball was hanging outside the eye socket, Chu Xunyu seemed to feel that his face was broken and the bones fell into his mouth, and his face was covered with blood, wounds and bruises.

Ling Yan slowly took back his fist and asked softly, "Do you have any last words?" The third and final punch will be sent to you. ”

Chu Xunyu looked at Ling Yan with the only remaining eye, spit out a mouthful of blood foam mixed with saliva, and then shook his head, Ling Yan nodded, and whispered: "Then you just close your eyes, I'll give you a good time!"

Chu Xunyu slowly closed his eyes, Ling Yan blasted out with a punch, and when he was about to make a move, he suddenly became a figure, and his fist stopped in mid-air, and then Ling Yan looked down at his lower body with a strange face, which was covered with a thick layer of ice, and turned around strangely, and found a white-haired and barefoot woman standing behind, holding a strange Zen staff in her hand, which was "Xue", one of Chu Xunyu's four beautiful shadows, and couldn't help but ask strangely: "Who are you?"

Xue looked serious, stared at Ling Yan and said in her usual arrogant tone: "What's the matter with you? You are already a dead person, why do you want to return to this earthly world?"

Ling Yan squinted his eyes for a while, then stretched his brows, revealing a clear look, let go of his hand, casually threw Chu Xunyu on the ground, and then turned around, only to see that the ice slag in the lower half of his body was all shattered instantly, not posing any obstacle at all, it was forcibly broken through with brute force, and then walked slowly towards the snow, and said sarcastically as he walked: "Aren't you a dead man?"

"Poof!" Ling Yan was stunned for a moment, and slowly looked down, a black long sword pierced through his back, revealing his front abdomen.

"Behind you!" replied Xue with a blank face.

Chu Xunyu behind him half-knelt on the ground, stabbed the long sword with all his strength, and then weakly let go of his hand and sat on the ground, Ling Yan asked in disgust: "Is it useful?" After speaking, he turned around and pulled out the long sword from behind his back and threw it on the ground in front of Chu Xunyu, making a "ding dong" sound, and the sword protected the bell and sang a capella.

"Also...... Maybe......" Chu Xunyu stammered, he was too injured to say a complete sentence, the words, words, and sentences could only be muttered in his mouth, and then he released his palm, and an ink-colored vial rolled out, and the cork on the mouth of the bottle had been pulled out, emitting a strange smell.

"This is ......" Ling Yan was suspicious for a while, and looked up to find that Chu Xunyu's eyes seemed to have a trace of a triumphant smile, and he knew that it was not good at the moment, and he was about to kill this person as soon as he raised his hand, but this time, the Yaksha body, which had always been proud, let himself down, not only did not reflect at all, but also collapsed weakly in front of Chu Xunyu.

Ling Yan lay on the ground and asked in horror, "What did you do?" After speaking, he looked down at his fingertips with his eyes, and there was no reflection at all, and he was shocked at the moment.

"After all, you're just a dead man. Xue walked over, stared at Ling Yan with white eyes condescendingly, and said disdainfully: "No matter how powerful the flesh is, it can't hide from the damn 'Three Fragrance Carrion Water' in the Medicine King's Mansion, this is something that has been controlling us." After speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Chu Xunyu, who was already injured to the point of being inhuman, "Why are you not dead yet, if you die, I will be free." ”

Chu Xunyu lay on the ground and wanted to smile bitterly, but found that as long as the corners of his mouth moved, his whole body hurt, so he had to give up. "Three Spices Carrion Water" , Chu Xunyu smeared this thing on the sword blade at the last moment, this is what was used when he fought with Pinyi, this medicine can block all soul and body connections, it is one of the manifestations of the highest mystery of the medicine king's mansion, it has no effect on the living at all, it is specifically for the living dead, because in this long history, the people of the medicine king's mansion have signed countless living puppets, although the living puppets cannot kill the master, but there will also be rebellion or disobedience, so the medicine king's mansion developed this medicine, as long as they are disobedient, they will be abolished immediately, but they must be implanted in the body, but I don't want Chu Xunyu to have an invincible strange sword in his hand, and the moment he was pierced through the flesh by the long sword, the potion also entered, and at this time, the connection between the soul and the body was broken, and he became an ordinary walking corpse.

"Hehe, kid, you're doing a good job. At this time, the figure of the drunkard Duan Mobei suddenly appeared not far away, and looked at Chu Xunyu, who was seriously injured on the ground, with a smile......