Chapter 78: A Strange Madness

When they turned around, they saw a man in a burlap coat and a half-leaf mask standing behind them.

"Funeral night?"

There is no need to guess, there is only one person in the entire east of the city who can be dressed in this costume.

Seeing that after the funeral night, Chenxi's heart was much more steady, there was no reason, this was an instinctive trust, and even Chenxi himself didn't know why he trusted so much.

"Hehe! I can't imagine that I am so famous, even you cats and dogs know me!"

"Damn, who gave him the courage to be so rampant?" The black-faced man's eyes were about to burst out, "Do you think this is still about martial arts?"

Funeral Night said: "Courage is grown by yourself, and you don't need to be given by others." It's not like you, who use other people's courage to make a fortune, and in my eyes it's just a dog fighting a man's power at best. ”

"What the hell! Who's going to be a dog? Speak to me and pay attention. ”

"Big brother, you don't need to be polite to him, isn't he just a rookie who has just entered the rivers and lakes? I don't think it's so legendary, I'll go and meet him first, and none of you will make a move. The young man didn't say much, and swung his spear to conjure up a cold light and headed towards the Funeral Night Cover.

This is a horse pistol, very sharp, the gun is like a dragon, full of shaking, stirring up the surrounding cries.

Funeral Night turned sideways to dodge, the arc of his movement was very small, and in the eyes of everyone, it made no difference whether he could hide or not.

However, in the next second, the concept of several people completely changed, and the funeral night was not only avoided, but the technology was also used very cleverly.

The young man didn't expect such a subtle figure in the rivers and lakes.

He originally planned to change the stab to sweep, but the funeral night didn't give him a chance, and it was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The man was shocked, the only thing he could do in this situation was to pull back and open up the distance before fighting.

But his reaction was obviously a beat slower, and before he could react, he was firmly slapped in the chest of the funeral night.

The momentum of this palm was very terrifying, and the red and blue lights were intertwined with each other, like two poisonous dragons.

And when the palm of the funeral night was imprinted on his chest, the two poisonous dragons began to grow smaller, and finally slapped into each other's bodies along the palm of their palms.

"It's ......"

It's a long story, but it's only a suck, and it's very fast.

Zhou Ji was stunned, didn't he say that he had just entered the rivers and lakes?

Therefore, the man was still in a state of confusion from the time he shot to the end of the funeral night, but after waiting for a long time, he suddenly realized that the problem was not right?

The truth is surprising, because that palm is far less powerful than imagined.

"I'm grass, you are proud, because you have succeeded in startling Lao Tzu!" The young man was annoyed when he found out that it was a false alarm, and he once again burned with a fighting spirit, and the spear whirred and aimed at the fatal place.

On the night of the funeral, micro-footwork was once again used to perform hand-to-hand combat, which greatly limited the young man's return to the horse pistol.

In the blink of an eye, the young man was slapped twice.

"Hehe, that's what you can do? It's not as good as tickling, like a!" The young man was much more relieved, and it was even rare to defend himself against intuitive moves.

The funeral night was not in a hurry, the strategy was still unchanged according to the original plan, and mentally speaking, he didn't think about solving them immediately, but used the other party to hone his skills.

Young men are not weak in cultivation, they are much stronger than pagans, and they are completely incomparable to pagans in terms of flexibility.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, the fusion of the Ice and Fire Trick of the Burial Night has increased a lot, but the dazzling aspect has decreased.

"Boy, don't you have any strength! The young man laughed, and the spear danced more vigorously.

A few of the shots even swept directly into the funeral night, and the blood value was worn out a lot. Chenxi began to worry, and she wondered if she wanted to help.

If you make a move, then the rest of the opponent will definitely follow, and the situation is more difficult to suppress when there are many people.

Therefore, Chenxi felt that it was better to stabilize it first, and wait for Ren Wulang and others to come.

Of course, these uninvited guests don't know that there are other people, and judging from the current situation, it is easy to solve the two, and there is no hurry at all.

"It seems that Shangguan Tianning is still estimated to be on the night of the funeral. The big black man hugged his hands and looked indifferent, and his eyes glanced at Chenxi from time to time. "This girl is so handsome, no wonder Shangguan Tianning will hate from love. ”

"Ah!!!!h

At this moment, a wail came, and the black-faced man looked back to his senses and saw that his companion suddenly threw away the spear, holding his head in both hands and pulling it violently, the upper and lower rows of teeth were also clenched together, and the beads of sweat as big as beans were rolling down his forehead.

"Something is wrong with the monkeys!" the crowd was stunned.

"Doesn't the game reduce the pain? He looks very uncomfortable!"

"Selling dogs, monkeys won't go mad! Only the pain of going mad will be magnified, and once the tribulation fails, the internal strength will be gone!"

"How could you suddenly go crazy?" the black-faced man looked suspicious.

When Chenxi heard the words "go crazy", she suddenly thought of something, because this situation had also occurred on the night of the funeral before.

"It's no wonder this guy isn't worried at all, it turns out that he's brewing a killing move!"

"I said, brother, what are you doing on your knees, are you confessing to me?"

And isn't this the same state that the monkey looked at when he was contemptuous before?

It didn't take long for the monkey to soften, and the whole person sat on the ground like a puddle of mud, not even bothering to move.

The other man saw that something was wrong and ran to help him up: "Monkey, what's wrong with you?"

"Damn, I suddenly went mad, failed to cross the catastrophe, and all my internal strength was gone. "The monkey almost cried.

Because if you go mad, you will not only have to suffer the pain of stabbing in the head, but once you fail to cross the tribulation, the entire martial arts foundation will collapse, which is equivalent to starting from scratch, which is higher than the price of one death.

"Spicy next door, why did this happen suddenly? Don't worry, I'll take you back when I kill this pair of dogs and men, and I believe that it won't be long before your cultivation recovers." ”

The man rushed towards the funeral night with a knife, because he didn't take him seriously, so he didn't need a group K, he played all heads-up, and the picture was just exciting.

The man is called a wild boar outside, and everyone else is called it that, his cultivation is not much different from that of a monkey, his weapon is a big sword, and he has a greater advantage than a monkey in close combat.

"Little girl, just keep your eyes open and see how I killed your lover. "Before the wild boar attacked, he didn't forget to joke a few words.

Chenxi's cheeks were red, and he scolded "go to death" in a low voice.

The wild boar and the funeral night fight together, and at first the wild boar was still calm, completely occupying the top.

But after fifty moves, he suddenly felt really exhausted, his head was dizzy, and his body showed signs of weakness.

Although I felt that the state was not right, I still didn't think much about it and still struggled to attack.

After a hundred moves, the state of the wild boar has declined significantly, and the funeral night trick is only a parry.

One hundred and twenty-seven strokes of the burial night micro-footwork suddenly erupted, turned to the back of the wild boar, and a palm was imprinted on the vest that looked at him.

At that moment, the two true qi in the palm of the burial night, one red and one blue, were intertwined with each other, slapping into the person's body like Tai Chi.

Then the misfortune that happened to the monkey soon happened to the wild boar.

"Holy!"

The crowd was dumbfounded, I'm afraid it's hell!