As soon as the ice-cutting palm came out, the cold breath hit his face, causing the high temperature that had been permeating the surroundings to drop suddenly, making it much cooler.
Because of the addition of Xue Wensheng, the King of Psychics became one against two, and the pressure on Rose was relieved. The palms of the three people were seen flying in the air, and the hot and cold air was mixed together, surging everywhere, and from time to time it was a little bit...
A cold light flashed, it was the embroidery needle hidden in Qianqianyu's hand.
Xue Mo quickly stepped forward to untie the steel cowhide rope tied to Ximen Lang's body. Although he hated the other party in his heart, he did not dare to disobey Rose's will.
Koga Junmi ignored the taboo that she was injured by the poisonous caltrop and could not engage in strenuous exercise, and shouted sternly: "Don't let him go..." With her katana out of its sheath, she rushed over and slashed at Xue Mo with her sword.
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Xue Mo dodged, avoiding the katana, but exposed Ximen Lang behind him. No one knew whether he did this intentionally or not.
Seeing the sharp samurai sword coming towards him, Ximenlang tilted his head back, and actually used the steel cowhide rope tied to his body to catch the sword.
"puff!"
The samurai sword struck the cowhide rope, cutting off the three strands on the outside and falling downwards.
Severe pain hit Ximen Lang's head from time to time, and he felt as if the Tianling Cap was broken. He snorted coldly and said: "Thank you for helping me untie the rope. I am free!" He twisted his body hard and pulled away the steel wire cowhide rope on his body.
Shaking it off completely, he then jumped up and kicked Koga Junmi in the head, making an ear-piercing sound.
Ever since he was knocked unconscious by the big lama's palm, he felt angry for a while after waking up, feeling that he had been humiliated and humiliated. Once he regained his freedom, all his anger burst out.
After Kōga Junmei made that slash just now, she already felt something was wrong with her. Her blood was surging, her chest was tight and she was short of breath. It was obvious that this was caused by her strenuous exercise after being scratched by the poisonous caltrop. Seeing the opponent's shocking kick, she felt exhausted.
She hurriedly dodged, flew up, and landed on a big tree to the east.
After Ximenlang forced him to retreat, he quickly rushed forward and roared, "Damn lama, I will destroy you..."
"call!"
The iron fist with Hunyuan Gong struck hard, with a terrifying force.
On the other side, Xue Mo also came to join the battle. The four masters surrounded the King of Psychics, and there was a melee. Although the King of Psychics was highly skilled in martial arts, he was at a disadvantage under the attack of these four people.
Koga Junmi, who was watching the battle from the tree, wanted to go over and help, but she was unable to do so. She was afraid that if she continued to fight with them, her injuries would be aggravated. In addition, this is the territory of the Hanamen. If you stay too long, the nine members of the Hanamen will be killed.
When the masters seized the opportunity and rushed over, the risk factor was even higher. Thinking of this, she hurriedly shouted: "Arch mage, don't argue with them, let's retreat first."
Under the siege of four people, the psychic king also felt a little overwhelmed. Xue Mo's arm-length fist, Xue Wensheng's ice-cutting palm, and even Ximen Lang's storm fist, as well as the elusive embroidery needle of Rose, from time to time.
Attacks came from all directions, making it difficult for him to deal with them.
After hearing Koga Junmi's reminder, the psychic king used several palms to force Xue Wensheng away, then he jumped up, landed on a big tree, and picked up Koga Junmi. Suddenly, several small black balls appeared without any warning.
flew over. The psychic king hurriedly carried Koga Junmi and flew up, only to hear several loud bangs, the black ball that landed on the big tree exploded, and the big tree was blown to pieces.
The tattered branches and leaves drifted down.
Tongtian Dharma King in mid-air was startled. Damn it, what is this? How come it looks like the thunder from the Xihuamen Lei family! He didn’t dare to neglect, and flew towards the west with Koga Junmi in his arms. He was very fast.
Shockingly, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Lei Xiaohuan in the woods missed when she fired a thunderbolt. She was so angry that she stamped her feet, stepped out, looked at Ximen Lang who had turned bald, and asked worriedly: "Chief Sect Leader, how are you?" Although she and Ximen Lang
They are lovers, but they also have a superior-subordinate relationship. Therefore, when others are present, she calls her lover the head of the sect.
In fact, Ximenlang was seriously injured, and the fierce fight just now was really forced out of anger. Now that the powerful lama escaped, he felt relaxed and felt dizzy. His body shook a few times and he thumped.
Sitting on the ground with a cry.
"Chief Sect Master..." Lei Xiaohuan was shocked, rushed forward in a hurry, bent down to support his body, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you?"
Ximenlang's eyes were dull, and he responded stiffly: "I...I'm fine...don't worry..." However, no one knew the pain he was enduring at this time. There seemed to be a stove above his head, and the blazing flames were burning.
His brain nerves were affected, his facial features were also being attacked, and his mind was gradually losing.
Rose rushed over quickly and said forcefully and domineeringly: "Get out of the way and let me see..." She stretched out her hand and pushed towards Lei Xiaohuan's shoulder.
Seeing this beautiful woman being so rude, Lei Xiaohuan felt angry and stretched out her jade arm to block. However, she felt a sharp pain coming from her arm, which made her look pale. She couldn't bear to scream, "Ah..."
He stepped aside involuntarily.
Ximen Lang was startled and hurriedly stopped him and said: "Rose... you must not hurt her..."
Rose looked at Lei Xiaohuan with cold eyes and said in an eerie tone: "Little girl, stay away from me, or I'll kill you."
Lei Xiaohuan said angrily: "Why do you do that?"
Rose said coldly: "Only I can save him."
Ximenlang knew that the palm he received was extremely weird. He felt that the injury on his head was very serious and that he might faint at any time. The situation was very bad. He thought to himself that maybe this rose with strong martial arts skills could really help him in some way. He was busy.
Said: "Xiao Huan, let her take a look at it for me."
Lei Xiaohuan has always obeyed her boyfriend's words. After hearing what he said, although she was very dissatisfied, she still nodded helplessly and responded: "Yeah."
Rose's bright eyes looked towards the top of Ximenlang's head. When she saw the dark purple handprint on the bald head, she frowned and said in surprise: "It turns out that what the lama used was not a cinnabar palm, but a big handprint...
… Your injury is very serious. If it cannot be treated in time, the result will only be cerebral palsy and a vegetative state."
"Ah..." Ximen Lang and Lei Xiaohuan said in surprise at the same time.
The faces of the Xue family's father and son all showed cheerful smiles, looking like they were gloating about their misfortune.
Ximen Lang hurriedly asked: "What should we do? How should we treat it?"
Rose said: "I can give it a try. I can almost heal your injury. However, you have to follow me and it will take a long time. How about it?"