Twelve ghostly men rushed into the courtyard and moved like the wind.
The young lady was shocked and did not think about it. She rushed out of the porch. However, after losing her hearing, the young lady felt a little uncomfortable, and she seemed to have no agility in her actions, and she felt suffocated in every move.
She wanted to stop those people, but before she could do it, the person in charge had already drawn his sword and stabbed her.
The sword in the man's hand was very strange, prism-shaped, and had a hazy fluorescent layer, which looked extremely terrifying.
The sword light was so fast that it stabbed the young lady.
The moment the sword was stabbed out, the young lady heard a strange sound in a trance, which made her drowsy.
The sword slid almost against her body.
The sharp blade tore her clothes apart, leaving a blood mark on her waist.
The pain seemed to stimulate the young lady's nerves and make her suddenly wake up. Just as she woke up, her hearing seemed to have returned to normal. Only then did she see clearly that the person in front of her was wearing a black robe, a bamboo leather crown, and a dark red runes painted on her face. Under the cover of the smoke, she exuded a bit of terrifying atmosphere, which was terrifying.
However, that awakening was only a moment.
The young lady immediately discovered that the feeling of drowsiness came again.
She secretly screamed in her heart, and the dagger in her hand stomped on her arm. The severe pain made the dizzy and drowsy feeling disappear immediately.
Another man in black in high crown had arrived in front of her and stabbed her sword. Perhaps in his opinion, the young lady who had lost her resistance was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. But he didn't expect that the young lady would find a way to crack it in such a short time. The severe pain stimulated her six consciousnesses to be even more sensitive than usual.
The petite body slid past almost against the sword of the prism and crashed into the other person's arms.
A scream like a beast sounded, and the dagger in Youniang's hand sank into the other person's body. Then, as Youniang's body turned, it was pulled on the other person's stomach, and a bloody and shocking wound was cut.
The man in black fell to the ground and could not get up. His organs flowed out along the wound. The blood dyed the ground red in the blink of an eye.
"Bitch, seeking death!"
Seeing this, the man in black next to him was furious and swept out the sword in his hand.
The young lady paused under her feet and swept back.
However, she immediately discovered that before she knew it, she had been surrounded by three people...
"Don't be afraid, little lady, Yang Moli is here!"
Seeing that the young lady was already in siege and was in danger, a powerful voice sounded in the courtyard.
A giant rushed over, the big iron hammer in his hand danced, and a scream came from a man in black with a high crown and his brain burst into pieces.
Yang Moli rushed to the side of the young lady, flew over with her two hammers, and protected the young lady.
The young lady realized that at some point, Yang Shouwen had already walked out of the room.
A black iron spear in his hand trembled with a buzzing sound, and a trace of afterimage was drawn into the chest of a man in black with a high crown.
"Since Master Zhang Tian has arrived, why should he hide his head and shrink his tail and do such a trick of fooling men and women?"
Yang Shouwen succeeded in a shot and immediately stepped back, dragging the gun behind him.
The remaining eight men in black with high crowns were not at all confused, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them surrounded him in the middle.
"Young mom, are you okay?"
"Brother, I'm fine."
Although the young lady killed a man with a high crown, her face turned pale.
One arm was stained with blood and looked listless.
At this time, a person came from outside the courtyard gate. The man walked lightly, as if he was an immortal from the clouds and mist, wearing a crane cloak, holding a seven-star sword in his hand, and his clothes fluttered, making people feel admiration.
"It seems that you are ready."
The Taoist is Zhang Shilong, the fifteenth generation of Taoist master.
His thin lips outlined a beautiful curve. He looked around the courtyard and whispered: "It seems that that little man has indeed informed you...
But, it doesn't matter.
After killing you tonight, I will go to settle the score with that slut."
As he spoke, Zhang Shilong's eyes glanced at Yang Moli and the young lady.
"Not bad, not bad... One is simple-minded, so he can avoid my magic and is born with divine power; the other is tough and decisive, but it is an excellent cauldron. After I kill you, one of them will be refined into a Yellow Turban Strongman and the other into a Rakshasa woman. It won't take long before I can sweep across Jiangzuo and restore my reputation in the past."
Yellow Turban Strongman? Rakshasa woman?
Yang Shouwen was not sure what was going on.
But he could feel that it was definitely not a good thing.
His eyes immediately condensed. He held the gun in one hand, drew a circle on the ground, pointed the spear head to the ground, staring at Zhang Shilong.
“Since my debut, countless people have wanted to kill me, but they have all turned into dead people.
Master Zhang Tian, ​​you will definitely not be the last one... I heard that a heaven and earth exchange of yin and yang and great compassion can lead to the creation of heaven and earth. It is a coincidence that in my unique skills, there is also a set of methods to temper the spiritual power, which I have to learn."
Yang Shouwen did not say what the name of the martial arts passed down from the family was, and he did not want to be noticed by Zhang Shilong.
Mingxi said that his kung fu was inherited from the Du Tianshi of Jiangzuo, which could restrain Zhang Shilong. Although he was not sure whether it was true or false, Yang Shouwen was unwilling to be noticed by Zhang Shilong. The most important thing was that the magic used by Zhang Shilong before was actually an illusion created by sound, light and electricity, which could deceive the six consciousnesses, and ordinary people could not resist it at all...
Yang Moli is simple-minded and not easily deceived.
The young lady used her great perseverance to resist this wonderful illusion.
But Yang Shouwen... He had to find a way to make Zhang Shilong believe that the reason why he was deceived was that he was passed down by his own family. In this way, Zhang Shilong could relax his vigilance and make it easier for Yang Shouwen to use a fatal blow to him.
Sure enough, Zhang Shilong laughed after hearing Yang Shouwen's words.
"You dare to show off in front of me if you have a trick?
Today, let you know what is the real magical power.”
"Eight Gate Golden Locks, let me sleep to death those two people, don't let them kill them."
As Zhang Shilong spoke, the Seven-Star Sword was unsheathed and the sound of a dragon roar was heard.
A trace of cold light flowed, as if stars were twinkling. In an instant, Yang Shouwen felt that he was in a sea of ​​stars, and the world disappeared immediately.
The stars are twinkling, and every little starlight contains a faint murderous intent.
When Yang Shouwen's mind moved, he knew that Zhang Shilong's Great Compassion for the Heaven and Earth had already been used, and he was extremely careful.
"Marl, protect your young lady."
He shouted loudly, but received no response.
Stars flashed and roared.
That feeling was like the hallucinations that he often had when he practiced the Golden Toad Guidance Technique.
The black iron spear in his hand buzzed, hitting the starlight.
That starlight disappeared...
There was no starlight at all, but it caused stars to flash.
In an instant, Yang Shouwen felt that the stars in the sky were pounced on him. The black iron spear in his hand fluttered, drawing out a series of afterimages. Countless afterimages seemed to form an endless net, covering the starry sky.
This is a wonderful method hidden in the Golden Toad Guidance Technique. Yang Shouwen seemed to have understood the mystery in an instant.
Zhang Shilong's eyes widened even more, showing a look of horror.
"The sky and earth net, this is the sky and earth net of Du's family in Jiangzuo... Are you the descendant of Du's family?"
He was very clear about the weakness of the Star Luo Douzhuan technique transformed by the fu of heaven and earth to conquer the great compassion of Yin and Yang. He also knew that the method of the Tian Luo Douzhuan net was the nemesis of the Star Luo Douzhuan. The Du family of Jiangzuo actually had a successor in the world? Even Zhang Shilong was arrogant and became confused in this moment, and his spiritual power showed a little flaw.
At this moment, a sword light flew up.
The sword light is brilliant and dazzling.
"Mingxi, slut...you dare to attack me?"
Zhang Shilong couldn't help but feel excited, as if he understood something.
He turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't want to appear in front of Mingxi, and said in an extremely bewitching voice: "Zhang Shilong."
Zhang Shilong's mind was already unstable, and after hearing the sound, he was stunned.
"It's me!"
He seemed to have lost his soul and answered in a daze.
Before he could finish speaking, the sword light had already approached him.
"Young Master, be careful."
Seeing this, the eight high-crowned followers were shocked and shouted loudly, trying to wake Zhang Shilong up.
Chapter completed!