All the members of the Ghost Witch Palace echoed, but they did not see Yang Mu fall for a long time. Instead, they saw Yang Mu looking at him and others as if they were fools.
"How come this guy didn't fall down?"
"The head-lowering technique didn't work?"
"How could this happen? Did something go wrong?"
…
Everyone looked at each other and looked at the old man.
The old man is confused, look at me, I don’t know what’s going on!
Why didn't this guy fall down?
At this time, Yang Mu was seen pointing at the old man from a distance: "Down!"
Plop!
The old man fell straight on his back, as if he had been cast on a body-holding technique, his whole body was stiff, and only a pair of eyeballs that were desperately turning spoke of the old man's frightened heart.
Everyone in the Ghost Witch Palace exclaimed in surprise.
Before they could speak, Yang Mu's fingers separated the empty spots again!
"fall!"
"fall!"
"fall!"
…
A member of the Ghost Witch Palace keeps falling down.
Not to mention the people from the Ghost Witch Palace, even Long Qi, who was standing next to Yang Mu, felt like his scalp was numb. This scene was really weird.
She looked at Yang Mu in confusion.
Seeing the other people in the Ghost Witch Palace looking at him like frightened birds, Yang Mu felt a little bored and looked at Long Qi and asked her to see his right hand.
At this time, Long Qi saw something sandwiched between Yang Mu's middle finger and index finger.
"Silver Needle!"
Long Qi suddenly realized that it was Yang Mu who shot out the silver needle while pointing his finger.
It was obvious that he had hit a certain acupuncture point on the opponent's body, which resulted in the strange scene just now.
"I thought you knew how to lower your head!"
Long Qi recalled the scene just now and still felt it was weird.
This feeling is like a magic show.
If you know the principle, you will think it is nothing more than this, but if you are not clear, you will simply regard it as a miracle and find it incredible.
Suddenly, she realized something and said to Yang Mu:
"Is it possible that the head-lowering technique is actually not as scary and weird as the world says? Maybe there is a hidden mystery that ordinary people can't see, so they associate it with ghosts and gods."
"Clever!" Yang Mu laughed, "Lower your head and look at your feet."
"Underfoot?"
Long Qi lowered his head and looked at his feet.
The deck was cleaned very clean, and the first thing she noticed was that there was an insect corpse the size of a grain of rice under her feet.
It looks like a mosquito, but its body is green and its head is much larger than an ordinary mosquito.
She thought for a while and said in surprise: "Gu insect?"
"That's right. It's the Gu worm. That dance like a master is just a deliberate attempt to attract attention. The real threat comes from the Gu worm flying out of his clothes."
Yang Mu looked at everyone in the Ghost Witch Palace with a disappointed expression, "The so-called head-lowering technique is just a Gu insect plus an exaggerated performance? It's really disappointing."
The reason why Yang Mu didn't call this voodoo, nor did he call these guys voodoo masters, was because they were only at the level of using voodoo insects to harm people, and they couldn't even talk about controlling voodoo insects.
If he were a real Gu Master, he would have noticed something was wrong when the Gu insect was flicked to death by his own finger just now!
But the old man didn't notice anything strange at all.
Whoosh!
Without any warning, Aguman turned into a phantom and flew towards Yang Mu.
He originally didn't want to take action, but now it's obvious that he has no choice but to take action!
boom!
In an instant, he was in front of Yang Mu and punched out.
Even though this punch was somewhat of a surprise attack, it was caught off guard, but Yang Mu raised his right hand and easily blocked it.
A Guman punched Yang Mu on the forearm. Not only did he not knock Yang Mu back even half a step, but his own fist was in severe pain. The feeling was like an ordinary person punching a steel plate.
Boom! Boom! Boom——
A Guman's expression changed, and without saying a word, he punched a few more times.
Every punch was blocked easily by Yang Mu.
"It's a Muay Thai stance, but it seems different from ordinary Muay Thai."
Yang Mu was blocking while observing the opponent's punches, showing great ease.
Long Qi said: "It should be some kind of ancient boxing technique from Southeast Asia. It's not as powerful as-"
She wanted to say "extraordinary power", but seeing that every punch of Agu Man was easily blocked by Yang Mu, she could only stop her words.
But she knew in her heart that every punch of Aguman was extremely terrifying. It not only caused a sound of breaking through the air, but also set off a strong wind, making her hair dance.
"Who are you? Even a second-grade Chinese grandmaster can't block my fist so easily!"
Aguman was shocked and angry, and stamped his right foot on the deck.
The deck made a loud noise and sunk in. He burst out with amazing strength. His body was like a taut spring. He concentrated all his strength to one point and blasted out again!
However, this punch that he tried his best was still easily blocked by Yang Mu.
Not only was Yang Mu not injured, but his right hand made the sound of bones breaking, the skin and flesh bursting, and blood flowing out!
A Guman turned around instantly and ran towards the back, as if he was trying to escape for his life!
"You can't escape!"
Yang Mu had just taken a step to catch up when he saw Aguman suddenly turned around, pushed out with his left hand, and a black shadow flew out of his sleeve.
It was a small white snake with emerald green patterns on its body. It was only as long and thick as chopsticks. It had opened its mouth, exposed its fangs, and bit Yang Mu.
"Yang Mu, be careful!"
Long Qi was shocked.
Agu Man was so cunning that he didn't want to escape at all, but wanted to seize the moment when Yang Mu was chasing him and kill him.
"It's useless. The gap between you and me is too big. No matter how hard you use your brain, it's just a waste of effort!"
Yang Mu reached out his right hand and easily caught the little snake.
However, the moment the little snake was caught, a jet of black liquid spurted out from its mouth. It was so fast that it hit Yang Mu's chest.
Chichi——
This black liquid, with its frightening corrosiveness, instantly dissolved the clothes on Yang Mu's chest.
"Haha! Hahaha! Who said my efforts were in vain? In the end, you fell into my hands?"
A Guman laughed loudly and was indescribably proud.
The venom spewed out of the little snake's mouth is extremely toxic. As long as it touches the skin, even a master of ancient martial arts will not be able to sustain it for long.
"Now, you will feel weak all over. Soon, your whole body will fester, your whole body will become as black as charcoal, and finally melt into a puddle of liquid!"
Aguman smiled proudly, like a general returning from a victorious battle.
The other people in the Ghost Witch Palace breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Mu felt like he was playing with A Guman just now, which really frightened them a little.
Just when they were about to say something flattering, they saw Yang Mu suddenly take a step forward, and then slapped Aguman on the head, sending Aguman flying away while he was still laughing!
"Who asked you to damage my clothes? Now, the compensation for me will have to be increased! The compensation for the damage to my clothes is 100 million US dollars!"