Wu Zhongxian on the high platform saw that his attack had no effect, and secretly thought about countermeasures.
At the moment of the confrontation with the old man Li Gui, he keenly sensed the inner energy erupting from the latter. The inner energy was as cold as the cold abyss, and extremely strange.
This should be the unique skill of the Five Poison Sect. Wu Zhongxian followed the flow of inner energy and looked at the shadow behind the old man. He also realized that the key to everything was in that shadow.
"Young man, you are very good. Just after you and I had a fight, you noticed the ghost behind my back. You are very thoughtful." The old man saw Wu Zhongxian's eyes staring behind him through the ghost face, and in his heart He also knew that the other party had discovered the secret of the technique he used. Bayi Chinese website
"Senior is indeed a master of the Five Poison Sects. The techniques he uses are extremely secretive and can kill people invisible." Wu Zhongxian replied with a smile.
Although Wu Zhongxian saw through the old man's tricks in just one round, they were all based on the fixed rules of the competition. If it was really a life-and-death battle, a breath of difference could determine the outcome, and even more importantly, life and death.
According to the information in Wu Zhongxian's hands, there are very few effective records about the Five Poison Sect's exercises. Most of them died of poisoning, and there are even fewer records that actually involve direct confrontation between Tao and the Five Poison Sect's disciples.
It is not difficult to imagine that the skills practiced by the Five Poison Sect are more similar to silent assassination. Before the opponent is aware of it, he can quickly take action and kill him with one blow!
At the right time, at the right place, use the right means to kill the enemy.
Thinking of this, Wu Zhongxian couldn't help but be curious. Since the Five Poison Sects are accustomed to using this method, why did this old man choose this trial method?
Putting oneself in front of the stage is not in line with the Five Poison Sect's style of conduct. Could it be that the senior sister who has never met has let him off?
No, that's probably not the case. If she really wanted to let things go, she would never make such a big show.
There is only one answer, and the old man in front of him has not yet used his full strength!
"It's already midnight and I'm in a hurry. Senior, please take action." Wu Zhongxian smiled and said to the old man in front of him.
Since you can't figure out what the other party's intentions are, you might as well stop calmly and see what kind of medicine this old man sells in his gourd first!
"You don't have a big tone, but you don't have a small tone, hehe! Then you have to be careful!" The old man Li Gui sneered, and then he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and only heard a muffled sound from all around the world!
"Buzz!"
The moonlight all around was gradually swallowed up by the shadow behind the old man. In just a few breaths, the area more than ten feet around became dark and dark, and you couldn't see your fingers.
As the surrounding light continues to be absorbed by the black shadow, the volume continues to grow, gradually condensing from virtual to solid, a deep and dark vortex appears in the black shadow, and black mist keeps spurting out from it!
Wu Zhongxian couldn't help but take a few steps back, thinking to himself: This is so damn evil! This Five Poison Sect really doesn't look like a righteous sect anywhere...
"The secret technique of the ghost, Yama brings the coffin!" Seeing this scene, Xia Qinghe's face suddenly became cold!
This is the most vicious secret technique among the five poisonous sects. By chanting mantras, you can connect with the ghosts of the underworld, and can drive the lonely souls and wild ghosts in the world, and can also arrest the souls of the living!
Seeing this scene, Lie Fuzi shook the cattail leaf fan swinging in his hand slightly, then turned to look at Mo Jianqi and asked: "Has he always carried the gong I gave that boy with him?"
Mo Jianqi looked anxious, but his master was able to control his thoughts when he spoke. He thought for a while and said, "Junior brother, although he doesn't understand the mystery of the gong, he regards it as a treasure and always wears it with him."
"Master, what's so magical about that gong? Can it help junior brother overcome this difficulty?" Mo Jianqi is extremely smart whenever he encounters something related to Wu Zhongxian!
"That gong is not a treasure, but the mottos engraved on the gong have unpredictable powers." Immediately, Liefuzi returned to his calm state, shaking the cattail leaf fan with his left hand, and driving away flying insects with his right hand.
, his mind was not at all on the two fighting on the high platform.
As the dark vortex of the underworld expands, a closed bronze door can be faintly seen in the center. The patterns on it are complex, and the ancient atmosphere comes out. It is unknown when it was made. It is simple and elegant but noble and unlike ordinary things.
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"Good work should be rewarded!" Wu Zhongxian's eyes were attracted by the mysterious bronze door, and his brain twitched and he blurted out subconsciously.
However, before he could react, the old man with a fierce ghost shouted loudly: "Now all the ten palaces of Yama are gathered together, and the underworld and the underworld are open!"
"boom!"
A roar exploded under the night! The surrounding black fog was suddenly shaken into the air, and there was no trace of light!
The ancient door hidden behind the deep black mist slowly opened, and the surrounding strong wind suddenly rose! It blew so hard that everyone around could not open their eyes!
Wu Zhongxian's eyes were fixed on the bronze door and he could not move away even half a minute. His eyes were lifeless and he was frozen in place, as if he had lost his soul!
Seeing this, Xia Qinghe clenched her hands tightly, her finger joints turned white and bloodless as if they were broken onions, and her eyes were focused on Wu Zhongxian's figure on the stage.
The anxious expressions on the faces of the girls under the high platform were written on their faces, especially the girl Mo Jianqi. With a frown, she picked up the wooden horse and ox and was about to rush to the high platform. Had it not been for Lie Fuzi's hand to stop her, she would have rushed to the top of the high platform.
Enter and plunder the formation for Wu Zhongxian!
"You old ghost! My apprentice is being bullied and I don't even dare to fart! Let my aunt go!" Mo Jianqi looked like a gang leader at this moment! The veins on his white forehead were pulsing.
Li Fuzi, who was blocking her from the side, looked embarrassed. How could ordinary people, especially the furious Mo Jianqi, block her? This girl was so crazy that she even dared to kill the Empress of Qin!
As a master, his aura couldn't help but weaken a bit. Hearing Mo Jianqi's lies, he didn't pay attention to it and quickly said: "Don't worry, that kid has the divine gong given by me, let alone that old man."
The evil magic of ghosts cannot harm you at all, even if the Tenth Palace of Yama comes in person, there is nothing he can do to that kid!"
The one on the high platform is the old ghost mentioned by his beloved disciple... It must be... Levzi forcefully convinced himself in his heart...
"Is this true?" Mo Jianqi said angrily.
"When have I ever lied to you before?" Levzi said with a few dry laughs.
"His grandma's fault! These birdmen from the Five Poison Sect can only play tricks!" The anger in Mo Jianqi's heart was accumulated in her chest, and she had not been able to vent it. When had she ever been so angry? Then she waved the wooden horse and ox in her hand and rushed towards the high platform with all her strength.
Throw!
The wooden horse that came out of the hand was like a meteor, flying towards the high platform and heading straight for the old man sitting cross-legged on the futon!
"Boom!"
The wooden horse and cow were stuck diagonally in the air as if they had been stabbed into something.
The old ghost ghost on the high platform was heart-beating. His barrier could at least withstand a full blow from a second-grade peak monk. He couldn't speak for a long time until he looked up at the wooden sword suspended in mid-air...
You really can’t mess with those lunatics in Jianlu!