Chu Ye walked towards Lin Zhan with murderous intent.
"No, you can't kill me! Even if I die, Shen Yixue won't be able to survive!"
At the last moment, Lin Zhan screamed at the top of his lungs.
"What did you say?"
Chu Ye frowned, grabbed Lin Zhan's neck, and lifted him up from the ground into the air.
Lin Zhan took a breath, calmed down, gritted his teeth and said coldly:
"I use the Nanyang head-lowering technique, you should have noticed, right?"
"What does that have to do with Shen Yixue?" Chu Ye asked doubtfully.
"Oh, you don't know something. What I gave Shen Yixue was the most vicious type of head-dropping technique, called Chixinzhuang!" Lin Zhan had a sneer on his face and said in a sinister voice, "Even if Shen Yixue can restrain her inner demons,
, break this infatuation, but her fate is firmly tied to mine!"
"If I die, she will also be affected by infatuation and will either become dementia or sleep forever!"
"Grass!"
Chu Ye became angry and slapped Lin Zhan with his backhand.
He didn't expect that this head-lowering technique had such a great origin.
The head-lowering technique is one of the top ten evil arts in Southeast Asia.
The so-called top ten evil arts of Nanyang are the general name for a series of alchemy techniques such as voodoo, insect magic, medicine, talisman, witchcraft, and head-dropping that were introduced to Southeast Asia from the Sichuan and Yunnan regions. The head-dropping magic actually originated from Sichuan and Yunnan
After the voodoo in the region spread to Southeast Asia, it was combined with local witchcraft and evolved into head-dropping. The caster can use the head-dropping ceremony to make the surrendered person come under his control, including causing death. However, the head-dropping ritual can backfire.
The power will follow the surrenderer for a lifetime until death...
"Oh, are you scared now? As long as you dare to kill me, the little girl named Shen will also be buried with you!"
Lin Zhan gradually became arrogant, his voice carrying a threatening quality.
"Do you really think I can't kill you?"
Chu Ye's eyes narrowed: "Tell me! How to remove the head-lowering technique!"
Lin Zhan retorted: "Haha, boy, are you confused? How could I tell you? In addition, I want to tell you one more thing. I have followed the Nanyang Great Head-Bending Master since I was a child, and Master Basong has been in my body for a long time.
If you want to lower your head, as soon as you kill me, Master Basong will sense it, and he will come to China to avenge me!"
Chu Ye frowned. He was not afraid of the Nanyang Great Head-Down Master. He was just afraid that killing Lin Zhan would have an uncontrollable impact on Shen Yixue.
"Yixue, come here for a moment."
Chu Ye walked outside the door and saw Shen Yixue hanging up the phone, so he waved to her.
"My mom will pick me up at the hotel right away. Thank you so much for tonight. Without you, I don't know how to live..."
"It's okay, I'm here."
Chu Ye held Shen Yixue's delicate body tightly in his arms, and then gently stroked her forehead. At such a close distance, he finally noticed a trace of black energy wandering in her body.
This black energy is Lin Zhan's trick, or in other words, his head-dropping!
Chu Ye originally wanted to use the Twelve Qiankun Needles to force the lowering head out of Shen Yixue's body, but this black energy was outside the twelve meridians, making it impossible to use the needles.
Chu Ye thought about such a weird head-lowering technique for a few seconds and decided to take the risk to use this method to see if he could crack it.
"Close your eyes." Chu Ye hugged Shen Yixue tightly.
"What do you want to do?" Shen Yixue looked confused.
"open mouth."
Chu Ye said in a deep voice, and immediately kissed each other face to face.
Shen Yixue couldn't help but exclaimed. She never expected that Chu Ye would use such a method to break the head-lowering technique for her!
Soon, the black energy in Shen Yixue's body was slowly sucked out by Chu Ye using the power of the Phoenix!
A look of pain appeared on Shen Yixue's face, and there seemed to be two forces intertwining with each other in her body. Obviously, this head-lowering technique was very powerful and could not be easily broken.
I don't know how long it took, but Chu Ye controlled the power of the Phoenix to completely suck out the black energy from the body. At the same time, Shen Yixue's nauseating feeling gradually faded away, and Chu Ye slowly breathed the true energy into Shen Yixue's body.
, wandering all over her delicate body.
"Fortunately, Lin Zhan is not very good at studying, so I still cracked this head-lowering technique."
Chu Ye let out a long sigh of relief, and then let go of Shen Yixue who was hugging him tightly in his arms.
Shen Yixue was not actually harmed by the head-lowering technique, but she was kissed for too long just now, almost out of breath, and her face turned red.
At the same time, Tang Lan drove outside the hotel. Chu Ye first asked Shen Yixue to go home before turning back to the presidential suite.
In the room, Lin Zhan's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he looked out with dumbfounded eyes.
He suddenly felt that his connection with Shen Yixue was interrupted.
"What's going on? That kid is not a head-lowering master, so why can he break my head-lowering technique? This is impossible!"
Chu Ye glanced at Lin Zhan indifferently and said in a cold tone: "Lin Zhan, there is no point in keeping your life, go to hell!"
"No, don't! I have the head drop planted by Master Basong in my body. If you want to kill me, he will definitely be able to sense it!"
Chu Ye didn't talk nonsense to him, and stepped down with his foot, crushing Lin Zhan's backbone!
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and Lin Zhan fainted from the pain.
At this moment, a ray of black energy rose from Lin Zhantian's spiritual cap, slowly condensing into a blurry black shadow.
Chu Ye narrowed his eyes and had to say that this Nanyang magic was quite interesting.
This black shadow is made of Yin energy. It can be vaguely seen that it is a middle-aged man with a sinister face. He is holding a string of rosary beads in his hand and wearing a strange skull around his neck. He is wearing a saffron cassock covered with
There are dense and strange patterns.
"Young man, keep my apprentice alive, otherwise, I will fight you until death!"
The lean black figure spoke slowly, with a strong threat in his voice.
"Are you Basong, the great master of Nanyang's surrender?" Chu Ye said calmly.
"Since you know my name, why don't you let Lin Zhan go?"
Basong used the head-lowering technique to transform into a black shadow and shouted coldly.
His name is enough to spread across Southeast Asia. Anyone who practices martial arts must take the initiative to avoid him if he hears this name!
However.
This is China!
"You dare to be so presumptuous in front of me, just one finger is enough, get out!"
Chu Ye didn't give the opponent any face at all, murderous intent burst out from his body, his arm's true energy flowed rapidly, he stretched out a finger, and a powerful internal energy overflowed and he clicked it out!
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise, and the finger was wrapped with powerful force, smashing the black shadow that Basong had transformed into into pieces on the spot!
"puff!"
Thousands of miles away in Nanyang, in a gloomy temple, a dark and thin middle-aged man suffered the backlash of the head-lowering technique and vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.
"Master Basong, what's wrong with you?"
Hundreds of believers who came to listen to the sermon were sitting on the floor around them. They were shocked to see Basong vomiting blood!