There is no doubt that due to his delay, Yu Gong will definitely reach the Artifact Master before him. Whether it is threatening him with the other party or grabbing the Holy Medical Pot, it is not good news for him.

Threatening the lives of three people to him, he would not be able to refuse to save them, and he would definitely resort to a deadly weapon;

If he takes away the Holy Medical Pot, even if he is the inspector of the Jing'an Department, he will have to carry it around without being able to eat it.

More importantly, Ye Qing felt a vague uneasiness in his heart, always feeling that the other party's plan would not be so simple.

Ye Qing had another suspicion in his mind. Whether Mr. Yu threatened him with the lives of the three magic weapon users or snatched away the Holy Medical Pot, it was considered a bad move.

Because he is watching, no matter how the opponent escapes, they will not be able to escape smoothly. It is like drinking poison to quench their thirst. When the strong men of Jing'an Division arrive for support, they will die. So the best way is to kill them without stopping.

He was done with it.

In fact, the situation is now over, Yin Nu is dead and Yin Chan is seriously injured. Chu Gong's best choice is to escape while he and Yin Nu are fighting. This would have been the smartest thing to do, but he did not. Instead, he chose a

The stupidest way.

Is Mr. Yu stupid?

Obviously, he is not stupid.

If a person who is not stupid suddenly chooses a stupid path, then it is definitely a conspiracy.

A huge conspiracy.

Although I don't know how the other party killed him, it doesn't mean that it is impossible.

And the more I think about it, the more likely it is.

Now that he has a premonition, he must nip the danger in the bud and stop whatever the other party wants to do.

But in just a moment's delay, Yu Gong was already one step ahead of him and arrived in front of the three magic weapon users.

I saw a ball of silt, flowing to the feet of the three magic weapon users, slowly rising up, and seemed to cover the three of them.

Seeing this, Ye Qing raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a gong suddenly appeared in his hand.

Then, Ye Qing held the drumstick in his right hand and the gong in his left hand, and struck the gong heavily.

"when……"

Amidst the clear and melodious sound of the gong, a gloomy and evil force rippled out, the void trembled slightly, and the mud that was about to completely cover the three artifacts suddenly came to a standstill.

"Dangdang..."

Immediately, Ye Qing held a gong in his hand and struck it as he walked. Amidst the clanging sound of the gong, the three magic weapons caused the mud on their bodies to clatter down uncontrollably.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qing successfully walked to the side of the three magic weapon users.

"call……"

Walking in front of the trick weapon user, Ye Qing stopped beating the gong and looked a little pale.

The drumsticks and gongs in his hands were obtained from the lake spirit in Yuquan Village. They are called soul-stirring gongs. They are real grudge-level artifacts. The gongs are made of soul copper and can attack the souls and influence the thoughts of other people's souls.

, it can confuse the opponent's memory, and can even erase the opponent's memory, absorb the opponent's soul, and control the opponent; the drumstick is made of gloomy wood, which can break the evil spirit, affect the circulation of the spirit, the movement of energy, and cause abnormal Yin damage.

However, the flaw of the Soul-Capturing Gong is also very obvious, that is, the sound of the Soul-Capturing Gong is an indiscriminate attack. In short, it affects others as well as yourself, injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging yourself by eight hundred.

In fact, if he hadn't practiced the "Xihuang Chenghu Guan Guan" by chance and had strong mental power, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to strike the soul-stirring gong, because it was very likely that he would be finished before the other party was dead.

If that was the case, who could he ask to reason with?

Therefore, even he was a little bit too much to knock the gong five or six times in a row.

Taking two deep breaths, Ye Qing calmed down the somewhat chaotic thoughts and intelligence in his mind, and stepped onto the mud on the ground.

That ball of silt is the true body of Mr. Yi. Apparently Mr. Yi was affected by the soul-destroying gong and has not yet recovered.

While you are sick, I will kill you!

As Ye Qing raised his foot and stepped down, Yu Gong gradually regained his intelligence. The mud surged and turned into a huge palm, trying to block Ye Qing's brutal trampling.

Seeing this, Ye Qing didn't panic at all, and gently tapped the soul-stirring drumstick in his right hand on the huge outstretched palm.

Then, the palm turned into mud shattered silently.

Then, Ye Qing's right foot stepped smoothly on the mud on the ground.

"Boom..."

Stepping on the ground was like beating a drum in the sky, and the ground suddenly trembled, and the mud on the ground was directly stepped on and splashed in all directions.

But the next moment, with Ye Qing as the center, the foehn wind surged out, howling like a roar, and the splashing mud was burned into fly ash without leaving even a trace.

Yu Gong died.

At the moment when Mr. Yu died, the handwriting written by the penman in the house seemed to have been erased by some invisible force, and disappeared line by line.

Only the three words "death" did not disappear. Instead, they flew into the pen holder. The aura on the pen's body suddenly became a little weaker, as if it had suffered a backlash.

On the long street, after killing Mr. Yu, Ye Qing took a deep breath, and with a sudden burst of energy, he stamped his foot on the ground again. Foehn wind poured into the ground and stepped on Yin Chan who was struggling to break out of the ground.

If you want to come up, just wait!

Immediately, Ye Qing touched his eyebrows with his hand and felt the fourth weird thing hidden in the dark.

The other party's ability is really too weird. If he doesn't die, I will feel uneasy.

When he was looking for the pen man, the pen man in the house seemed to be furious and continued his great work of coding:

Ye Qing found me and was looking for my hiding place. However, he didn't find it. Just when he was looking for my hiding place, a magic weapon user slowly opened the bronze box and activated the medical holy pot.

The Holy Spirit manifested and killed Ye Qing.

kill!

kill!

kill!

The three words "kill" are as red as blood, eerie and terrifying, with evil spirits rising into the sky.

As the three words of "kill" fell, red blood seeped out from the walls, roofs, floors and other places of the house. In the blood, there seemed to be countless resentful souls screaming and twisting in evil ways.

"Got you!"

Ye Qing naturally felt such a huge energy fluctuation and felt happy in his heart.

But at this moment, Ye Qing suddenly felt a terrifying wave of energy coming from behind. Looking back, he saw a magic weapon user who had not known when to activate the Holy Medical Pot and summoned the Soul of the Holy Medical.

Before Ye Qing could react, he saw the Holy Medical Spirit waving his sleeves, and a ray of bright and flawless light fell on him.

Then, Ye Qing's energy consumption and injuries were all recovered.

Inside the house, the words written by the pen man disappeared inch by inch from back to front.

As the handwriting disappeared, the pen holder began to tremble continuously, and the blood flowing in the room turned into strange and evil ghost shadows and disappeared into the pen holder.

The pen holder kept shaking, and tiny cracks appeared on the pen holder, which was about to be broken into pieces.

"Hey, this weirdo must be a fool!"

On the long street, Ye Qing thought for a moment and understood the key. It was probably that the mysterious weirdo-controller planned to kill him with the Holy Medical Pot.

Unfortunately, he may not know that as long as three people with medical skills are present, the Medical Holy Pot will not lose control and kill people, but will cure diseases and save people.

That's why the previous scene happened.

Ye Qing expressed his admiration for this operation.

How could he not admire the weirdo who dared to dig his own grave?

"Eh...the other party has been counterattacked?!" Suddenly, in Ye Qing's perception, the originally evil and terrifying power in the room became chaotic, as if it was out of control.

It's probably because the monster couldn't kill him and lost control.

It’s normal to think about it. How can there be no restrictions on the use of such a weird power?

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Ye Qing was just about to rush out, but suddenly thought of something, turned around and put the holy medical pot in the hand of the magic weapon user back into the bronze box, carried it behind his back, and then rushed in the direction of the pen man.

He didn't want someone to take advantage of him because of his carelessness, and secretly took away the Holy Medical Pot. Then he would suffer a big loss.

However, before they even got close to the house, the slates on the ground, the tiles on the roof, and the sand and dust from the ruins all flew towards Ye Qing automatically in the absence of wind.

"Ha...too weak."

Ye Qing stood still, facing the speeding rubble and sand, he smiled coldly, and punched out. The foehn wind roared, and the rubble and sand all over the sky turned into fly ash and disappeared.

At the same time, a writing brush swept out from the room, and a thick layer of ink spilled from the tip of the brush. The ink spilled out, turning a large area of ​​the sky black.

The strange thing was that the ink seemed to have the ability to block the spirit, and for a while he couldn't even feel the position of the brush.

Obviously, the weird thing about the brush is trying to escape.

Ye Qing frowned slightly. If he couldn't sense the direction in which the brush was escaping, he might not be able to kill him.

As his mind turned, Ye Qing pressed down, his spine was like a dragon, and his muscles and bones rang together, intending to blow away the ink that filled the void with a punch.

However, at this moment, something like kraft paper flew out of his arms and got into the ink.

"The Secret Scripture?!"

Ye Qing was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the mysterious scripture would fly out automatically. This was something that had never happened before?
To be continued...