The black clothes in front of the leader were still holding a knife, but he couldn't put it down.

His veins froze in an instant, and although he did not die, his movements were severely restricted.

This is the result of the Ice Elixir with the blessing of the Ice True Qi.

Everyone was shocked, they had never seen this kind of martial arts before.

Teleport!

Guidance!

The funeral night doubled again, passing past the frozen man in black, and appeared in front of the leader in a blink of an eye.

Bondage!

Guidance!

The same tricks, the same methods, and the same fell on the leader.

He still retained the movement of turning and fleeing, but he was frozen halfway through.

Slash!

Guidance!

In an instant, the burial night seemed to be incarnated as a killing god, his face was indifferent, his eyes were sharp, and he made a decisive move.

The shadow of the knife was heavy, and wave after wave blasted down.

The black-clad leader's head kept flushing and critting, and by the time the restraint was over, his blood groove had dried up.

Support, half of the squad has fallen!

Funeral Night stood across from them, didn't make any further moves, just looked at each other coldly.

Their psychological defense line has collapsed on all fronts, at least for a short time there has been no blood, and there is no consciousness to attack.

They just stood there with helpless faces, shocked and numb.

It's not that they can't do it, it's that the opponent is too cunning, and they have made more efforts than ever before, but they are still exploited by the opponent.

He has his eyes on the people he wants to kill, and he can't escape or hide.

The atmosphere fell silent and awkward, and no one knew what to do next.

It was the man in black who was watching who woke up first, but before he could give the order, the funeral night had already been shot.

But it's not an attack, it's lime powder, an overwhelming lime powder, even if most of it doesn't get into the eyes, it can fly all over the sky, and it will also affect the line of sight, and it will also affect the judgment.

"Let's go!"

On the night of the funeral, there was no mud and water, and he ran away.

The great monk thought that there would be a big move and a good show, so he was waiting with bright eyes.

But the style of painting has suddenly changed.

Only then did the great monk realize that the funeral night was not Sun Dasheng, there was no violent state, he was pretending and insisting.

And now, he is on the verge of the extreme, and if there is a little more, he may explode on the spot.

So the great monk followed after two seconds of silence.

The man in black was still stunned, and he hadn't figured out the situation in front of him!

"Chase!" The leader also recovered from his injuries, and the power of the angry eye King Kong was indeed not to be underestimated.

But the great monk has just started, and he is not very skilled in using it, at least there are flaws in the middle.

As long as you grasp the flaw, whether it is attacking or retreating, you have time and can completely avoid it.

The man in black is not making excuses for his losses, but is good at summarizing and introspecting.

If he is given another chance, he will definitely be able to defeat the other party, but at least he can guarantee that he will not be injured again.

The man in black is very good at light skills, and his stamina is excellent, and he will soon shorten the distance!

Whoosh!

The dart flew through the air, and the great monk avoided the two, and the left thigh was darted.

"Amitabha meat, it seems that the poor monk is going to be finished!"

The great monk is getting slower and slower, and it is getting harder and harder to walk.

"Hold on!"

Supporting him on the night of the funeral can be only symbolic, and if the enemy gets too close, he can only go away.

The great monk seemed to see through his heart, and he had an expression of carelessness in making friends.

But this is normal, even if you change yourself, I guess I will do this.

"Funeral night, or ...... You're putting up a big formation and sending them all back to their hometown!"

The great monk never forgot the formation on the funeral night, and he was also envious, and he was very stylish.

"I can't play it, the formation map has been completely ruined!" said Funeral Night through gritted teeth when he spoke, very angry.

The great monk didn't dare to look at him in the eyes, as if he was hiding a beast.

"Monk, Lao Tzu is trying to help you this time, but he has paid a lot of money!"

"The poor monk knows that if you are qualified to enter Ziyun Mountain, the poor monk believes that you can get everything back!"

"I hope so!"

Thump!

The great monk finally couldn't hold it anymore, and suddenly threw himself to the ground, his mouth full of yellow sand.

There was a dense forest ahead, but he didn't have the strength to run.

"On the night of the funeral, take the box to the front estimate, just say that I asked you to come, Wang Xiaosong should also be there, he knows you, there will be no trouble!"

The great monk seemed to be saying his last words, and his appearance was very tragic.

Funeral Night thought for two seconds, replied, "Farewell!" and then rushed forward.

But after only two steps, the funeral night stopped again, because there was also a murderous aura ahead, and it was very strong.

"Are you reluctant to be a poor monk?" The great monk's senses were far inferior to those of the funeral night, and he did not feel the murderous opportunity ahead.

Funeral Night thought about it and simply didn't leave, "Yes, you are my brother, how can I leave you alone!"

The great monk was moved and grateful, and he made a gesture to embrace the funeral night, but was avoided by the other party in disgust.

Burst!

The great monk fell to the ground again, and the yellow sand was also rising!

The man in black stopped, but didn't act rashly.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" A Taoist call came from behind the funeral night and the great monk, and the figure of the old Taoist priest appeared in the dense forest.

He walked slowly, but extremely fast, faster than the wind-chasing step that Funeral Night had opened with all his might.

"Bull Nose! Bull Nose!" the great monk suddenly shouted excitedly, but immediately shut up again, and his face slowly turned pale.

Because the old Taoist's eyes were shooting at him, and he even had a tendency to turn around and run away!

"Whew!"

The funeral night breathed a sigh of relief, it was a good thing that it was a friend or foe, at least he could live happily, no matter how long it was.

"Brother Dao, Brother Dao! You are finally here, you have made the poor monk wait so hard!" The great monk snorted and cried, and said very emotionally.

"Monk, you owe Poor Dao a life, and Poor Dao will be in a bad mood in the future, so I can ask you at any time!"

But the aura was also there, even if these words sounded uncomfortable in the heart of the great monk, he could only respond with a smile.

If you don't accept it, you can't do it! Bullnose's combat power is explosive, and his temperament is strange, you really dare to be neutral in front of him, he can watch you die every minute.

If someone else can't kill you, he will even kill you himself.

Anyway, the old way is a barrel of explosives, and he is safe when there is no fireheart, but once the fireheart appears, then wait to accept the anger!

This kind of domineering, the funeral night also deeply realized that he is a shameless person who never loses to others in terms of tongue.

But in the face of the old way, the funeral night was also stunned, and he didn't dare to open his mouth.

"Are you going to kill yourself or are you going to let the poor Dao kill?" the old man turned his gaze to the man in black, his hands on his back, and the sword on the side of his left shoulder.

Dao bone fairy wind, temperament cold and arrogant, not angry and self-assured.

The men in black were obviously stunned, although they were all covering their faces, they could still see that their faces were beating from the corners of their eyes!

"Are you committing suicide or are you going to let the poor Dao kill?" asked Lao Dao again.

(End of chapter)