The ghost's dagger was about to stab Hai Di's throat. Although he felt the strong wind coming from behind, he did not want to give up this perfect opportunity to kill the enemy. Therefore, he did not stop the movement of the dagger and did not look back.
Use your left palm to meet him.
"Peng!"
The two palms struck each other, and at the same moment, the dagger in the ghost's right hand was inserted into Hai Di's throat, and the blade entered it.
Hai Di's eyes widened in horror and he made a whining sound. Blood arrows shot out from his neck, flying in the air and forming a brilliant rainbow under the light. His body slowly fell backwards and fell into a pool of blood with a plop.
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Since He Ming's death, another Heavenly King of Donghua Gate encountered an unexpected incident and went to hell!
At the same time, Gui Mei also felt that something was wrong. A cold breath entered from his left palm. In an instant, his palm was frozen and out of control. Moreover, the cold breath quickly spread upwards, reaching his arm and reaching the crook of his arm.
, in an instant, his left arm was frozen and unable to move.
The ghost was frightened. What kind of skill is this, so domineering? He hurriedly drove his inner energy to his left arm to prevent the cold air from continuing to spread upwards. However, even with all his strength, the cold air still penetrated bit by bit...
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After Xue Wensheng's palm collided with the opponent's left palm, he groaned and felt a sharp pain like acupuncture coming from his right palm, and then it became numb and itchy. In horror, he raised his palm and looked over, and saw
There was a small black spot in the palm of his hand, and then the blackness spread outward like ripples, even making his entire palm black. There was no doubt that there was something like a poisonous needle hidden in the opponent's palm, which stabbed his right palm.
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At a glance, Xue Wensheng saw a cold light shining in the space between the opponent's left fingers, and guessed that it was most likely a poisonous needle.
In anger, Xue Wensheng used her internal strength to prevent the poison from spreading to the upper part of her arm, and said bitterly: "Rat, you are so despicable, you actually hid the poisonous needle in your hand, and you won't win with force."
The ghost sneered and said: "Isn't it despicable for you to win with more? Besides, I come from the ghost sect, so there is nothing strange about using poison."
Xue Wensheng thought the same thing, there is nothing that the disciples of the Ghost Sect can't do, and using poison is just a very common trick for them. Looking around, he saw that the opponent's left arm could no longer bend and there was a faint coldness.
The tickets were scattered, and I was overjoyed. Knowing that this was caused by the effectiveness of the Xuening Magic, I said loudly: "This kid's left arm was hit by my Xuening Magic and he cannot move. His movements are restricted. He is already at the end of his strength. Hurry up and kill him!"
Zhuque and Boye rushed over from the north and south respectively. One wielded the sharp scissors, the other punched out his right fist, and simultaneously attacked the ghost.
The ghost's left arm could not move, and he could only fight with the two masters with the dagger in his right hand. His situation immediately changed and he was at a disadvantage. Seeing that the situation was not good, he shouted in the direction of Ximen Lang, "It can't be done, leave quickly..."
The figure flashed rapidly, and actually got through between Zhuque and Boye, and ran towards the gate.
When Ximen Lang heard the signal from the ghost, he thought to himself that I had killed dozens of people in Donghuamen, so let’s stop it now. Once this guy runs away, I will be the only one left. Why should I fight? His left hand
Throwing the knife out, he shouted: "Look at the knife!"
The machete flashed with silver light and flew towards Yang Ji. He hurriedly knocked it away with his giant sword. At this moment, Ximen Lang flew behind the ghost, preparing to escape with him.
Seeing that her grandfather had fallen into the plot of the beautiful young man, Xuewei felt angry and yelled: "Where are you going? It's your life!" As her wrist trembled, a silver sword appeared. She flew over and stopped in front of the ghost.
Silver light flashed, and the sword slashed at the opponent fiercely, like a silver rainbow!
The ghost said angrily: "Seeking death!" He jumped up and kicked out, kicking the silver sword away, and stabbed the opponent's heart with the dagger in his right hand. The speed was so fast that everyone felt incredible.
Xue Wensheng was horrified, but she was too far away from her granddaughter and had no time to stop her. She could only shout a warning in a panic: "Get out of the way..."
However, it was too late, and in an instant, the dagger reached Xuewei's chest...
Ximen Lang, who was behind the ghost, was anxious when he saw this. He didn't care about the consequences and punched him with all his strength.
"Bang!"
A scene that stunned almost everyone appeared!
I saw that the ugly monster who was the follower of the beautiful boy from the Ghost Sect suddenly made a move when Xuewei was about to be killed, punched the ghost hard on the back, and stabbed the dagger close to Xuewei's left shoulder, although it pierced the skirt.
, but it didn’t hurt his flesh.
After being severely injured, the ghost body flew out like a kite with its string cut off, spitting out a mouthful of blood. After being seriously injured, the internal strength to block the cold air was insufficient. The cold air spread everywhere like a mountain, and everything it touched was frozen.
, when he fell to the ground more than ten meters away, his body was completely frozen and became stiff, and he was unconscious.
Everyone was extremely surprised. What did this guy do? Is he crazy? He actually beat his accomplices like this. He seemed to be mentally disturbed.
For Xuewei's sake, Ximen Lang punched her without any thought. He looked over with concern and felt relieved when he saw that Xuewei was not injured.
Xuewei caught a glimpse of the look in the dark eyes of that stinky man and couldn't help but be stunned. How could this look be so familiar and similar to that man's? Could it be... She looked back with surprise, only to see the ugly figure opposite her.
He is exactly the same as that person, almost carved from the same mold.
She was even more excited about her bold guess. However, when her eyes rested on the ugly man's ugly face again, she immediately overturned her thoughts. It couldn't be, absolutely couldn't be him, even if it was him.
You can dress it up, but you can't make it look scary enough at the moment.
Xue Wensheng laughed excitedly and said: "Brother, well done. You stepped forward at the critical moment. I admire you very much. I wonder, brother, would you like to join my Donghuamen?"
Ximen Lang did not respond, but shook his head and thought to himself: My ultimate goal is to destroy your Donghua Clan, why am I joining?
Suddenly, Ximen Lang noticed that Boye, whose right arm was injured and his whole sleeve turned red, had a fierce light in his eyes. He picked up the mace on the ground with his left hand and walked over with a long stride, reaching the ghost who was lying on the ground in a fainted state.
, said angrily: "You
Damn you bastard, you actually stabbed me, let’s see if I don’t crush you...” He raised the mace in his hand high and swung it down fiercely, aiming for the ghost’s head. It is estimated that if he hits the ghost’s head this time,