Inside the Wutong residence, Qinghan and Ghost Face Yama have fought thousands of moves. Because of the injuries in the ghost-faced Yama, and the heavy mechanisms inside, he still has to pay attention to the mechanisms when dealing with Qinghan, and he is gradually at the bottom.

"In order to kill me, you have taken great pains!" When the ghost-faced Yama spoke, he did not dare to slack off with his hands and feet, and his left fist and right palm were all attacking moves.

Qinghan's long sword stood up, and a beautiful trace crossed in the air, hitting the intersection of the fist strength and palm strength of the Ghost Face Yama without deviation, and with a bang, the two of them floated away at the same time.

"With your ability, you can get out of this Wutong Residence safely, but I know you won't, because I have what you need!" Qinghan floated back as his voice came out.

Qinghan's words directly hit the weakness of the ghost-faced Yama, causing the ghost-faced Yama's eyes to shine.

"Where is the brocade box, say!" Ghost-faced Yama was excited, and his moves were flawed in an instant.

Although this flaw is very small, it is enough for Qinghan. Qing Han sneered, stabbed out a few swords, and a somersault landed behind Ghost-faced Yama, and the long sword stabbed into Ghost-faced Yama's vest at the same time. It was about to be done, but in the blink of an eye, he lost the figure of the ghost-faced Yama.

Qing Han was horrified in her heart, and hurriedly put away her sword and retreated, but unfortunately she was still a step too late, and the palm power of the ghost-faced Yama Luo's volley at the moment was already approaching her face. At the moment of crisis, Qinghan's beautiful eyes lit up, the true qi in her body was running rapidly, and her body moved sideways while throwing the long sword in her hand.

When the ghost-faced Yama revealed his flaws, he had already thought of Qinghan's attack, and he had already stepped back when Qinghan somersaulted past him. It's just that he didn't expect Qinghan to have the idea of losing both, and when Qinghan's long sword attacked, he had to take off and retreat again, but unfortunately it was still a little late, and the long sword grazed his shoulder, and blood suddenly splashed.

At the same time, Qinghan let out a miserable snort, and blood spurted out wildly. But she didn't care, she moved out sideways for two reasons. One is to confuse Ghost-faced Yama so that he can throw his sword to hurt him, and the second is to avoid Ghost-Faced Yama's fatal blow.

Qinghan secretly used Xuangong, suppressed the churning qi and blood in his body, stabilized his crumbling body, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his white sleeves, and said, "I said that you will die today!"

"Hmph, you're underestimating this seat!" Although the ghost-faced Yama was injured and injured, the situation was much better than Qinghan.

The distance between the two was three zhang away, and the qi was locked between each other, but the falling autumn rain could not fall on the ground between the two. Although a few of the sycamore trees in the courtyard were hit by the ghost-faced Yama, the ones that did not fall were still dripping with rain, hitting the bluestone slabs with a crackling sound.

"How long can you hold on?" Ghost-faced Yama's voice sounded, and it had become extremely natural.

"I'm dead, you will never get what you want!" Qinghan's voice was a little colder than the falling autumn rain.

"Hmph, that thing can't be easily destroyed, if you die, this seat will dig three feet into the ground in this sycamore residence, and you will definitely be able to find it!" said Ghost-faced Yama.

Qinghan sneered disdainfully, and said, "You should know that everything is just a bureau tonight, how could I put that thing in this Wutong Residence?"

When the ghost-faced Yama came, he thought of all these Qinghan that Qinghan said, but at this time, after Qinghan's mouth came out, he already had irrepressible anger: "You are looking for death!"

What Qinghan wants is for the ghost-faced Yama to be angry, because she knows that when the mood is flawless, she can't defeat the ghost-faced Yama, and only by making the ghost-faced Yama angry will she have a chance. That's when the opportunity came. I saw that her palms that had already gathered their strength were slapped together, and this move did not pay attention to the moves, and there was no change. Because she knew that any change in moves was nothing to a master like Ghost Face Yama.

The strong wind blew on his face, and the long hair of the ghost-faced Yama fluttered instantly, and the roots were all pulled straight by the strong wind, and the ghost-faced Yama knew that he could not avoid Qinghan's palm power at this time, so he let out a shout at the moment, and Zama sank his waist and pushed out with both palms.

The moment the four palms touched, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded, and both of them retreated like kites with broken strings, each spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

When the ghost-faced Yama crashed into a plane tree, the bluestone slab next to it suddenly moved to both sides, and a huge pit appeared, and the pit was full of wooden tips. At that moment, the ghost-faced Yama Luo's feet were light, and he fell into the pit.

Seeing this, Qing Han forcibly stabilized his body, and with a coquettish shout, his palms shot together again, striking at the ghost-faced Yama who was falling into the pit. Whether the ghost-faced Yama falls down or fights out of the pit, it is extremely dangerous. Between the life and death crisis, I saw that his body was rolling in the air, and while avoiding Qinghan's attack, his turning body turned out to move in a curve, wrapped around Qinghan's back, and hit out with both palms, hitting Qinghan's vest.

Qinghan let out a miserable scream, and his body was suddenly beaten and flew out five or six feet, falling heavily to the ground, and blood kept coming out of his mouth.

The ghost-faced Yama fell to the ground, and then slowly walked towards Qinghan, and his voice as cold as frost came out: "Say, where is the brocade box!"

Qinghan spat out a mouthful of blood foam, but just looked coldly at the ghost-faced Yama who was walking over, and didn't say anything. Ghost-faced Yama was furious to the extreme at the moment, not only did he not get the brocade box today, but he also made him hurt even more.

"If you don't say it, I'll kill you right away!" Ghost-faced Yama's palm flashed with a faint purple color, and the fierce momentum suddenly appeared.

Qinghan was shocked by the momentum, only to feel that the meridians all over her body were expanding, and she was so uncomfortable, she suddenly let out a sneer: "It's death if you don't say it." ”

Ghost-faced Yama said: "If you say it, I can give you a good time!"

Qing Han snorted coldly again, but did not answer. The ghost-faced Yama turned his right palm, and the palm was spit out, and Qinghan, who was lying on the ground, was lifted out again for five or six zhang, and slammed on the ground, and then she opened her mouth and smiled, only to see that her white teeth had been dyed red with blood, but her expression was still resolute: "You will not get the brocade box no matter what!"

The ghost-faced Yama was really angry, his figure flashed, came to Qinghan's side, and then bent down, and said, "Since this is the case, then you can enjoy the taste of life is better than death." ”

Hearing this, Qinghan sneered again at the corner of his mouth, raised his right hand slightly, and patted a bluestone slab under his chest, and with a bang, the bluestone slab under the feet of Ghost Face Yama moved away again, and his body fell towards the pit.

Ghost-faced Yama looked at the wooden tips planted underneath, his scalp couldn't help but tingle, and his heart was even more angry. At that moment, he slapped his backhand and struck at the dense wooden tip at the bottom of the pit, and with a bang, all the wooden tips under it became sawdust With the help of the power of the shock, his whole person popped out of the pit. But as soon as he stepped out of the ground, he was greeted by a rain of arrows in the rooms on both sides.

Ghost-faced Yama knew that these arrows were highly poisonous, and with his current kung fu, although it would kill him, it was definitely very troublesome. At the moment, others were in the air, the "Divine Skill" was running, a faint purple color appeared on the surface of the skin, and the true qi swirled in every meridian to fill every acupoint, and the whole body was suddenly shrouded by an invisible wall of qi. The arrows that were as dense as a torrential rain all shot at the air wall of the ghost-faced Yama.

Although the ghost Mianyan was not injured by the arrow, the extremely powerful anti-shock force made him blood and energy, and the arrow wound on his shoulder left, and the blood soaked through his clothes, not only that, but the wound of Shicai's sword wound was also widened. He really thought that the arrows in this room could be so powerful.

"You're looking for death!" Ghost-faced Yama's angry voice sounded, and his body staggered as he landed, like a drunken man.

Qinghan barely stood up, wanting to activate all the mechanisms in this courtyard, but unfortunately, by this time, she had run out of oil and lamps, and she had the heart but was powerless.

"Are you going to die?" "Shen Guhong's appearance appeared in Qinghai's mind, and a gentle smile was set off on his cold face, at this time, the true qi in her body surged even harder, and her body was hot, but it gave her the illusion of warmth.

"Brother Zhuxuan······" Qinghan seemed to have returned to the white and flawless pear blossom forest of Pear Blossom Villa, where she and Shen Guhong were playing and playing.

"That's enough, this seat wants you to die today!" The ghost-faced Yama Yungong suppressed the injuries in his body, and walked towards Qinghan step by step, taking every step extremely carefully, because he was already frightened by the terrorist mechanism in this Wutong Residence.

Qinghan was awakened by the thunderous voice of the ghost-faced Yama, and his slightly closed eyes calmly looked at the ghost-faced Yama who was walking slowly. Although she didn't want to die, she was extremely calm in the face of death.

Seeing Qinghan's indifferent eyes, the ghost-faced Yama was vigilant enough to mention twelve points, and his forward steps involuntarily stopped, looking at Qinghan leaning on the pillar from a distance.

The two confronted each other like this, Ghost Face Yama didn't dare to move forward, but Qinghan couldn't move his body.

When Shen Guhong and Li Jinyan walked in front of the gate of Wutong Residence, they saw that the gate of Wutong Residence was wide open. The autumn wind blew very quickly, rolling the autumn rain out of the gate and hitting Shen Guhong and Li Jinyan's faces.

"Hey, why doesn't the beautiful sister close the door?" Li Jinyan couldn't help but exclaim.

When Shen Guhong walked to the door, he already felt that there was a terrifying aura fluctuation in the house, and his expression was extremely serious at the moment, and he said, "You are outside, don't come in, I'll go in and have a look!"

Li Jinyan saw Shen Guhong's serious expression, and saw that the door of Wutong Residence was open, so he knew that there was a problem, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes, and said, "You mean that something happened to the beautiful sister?" No, I want to go in and have a look!"

Shen Guhong saw that he was stubborn and couldn't bear to go against his wishes, so he said: "Okay, then you follow me, don't run around, otherwise it will be dangerous!"

Li Jinyan's eyes were full of worry, nodded vigorously, and said, "Okay!"

The two walked into the Wutong House in the autumn wind and autumn rain, and the big droplets of beans dripping from the plane tree hit Li Jinyan's face, and the cold feeling spread to his heart, making his body shrink.

Walking through the building, there was no figure, Li Jinyan looked even more anxious, and couldn't help shouting: "Beautiful sister!"