The female warrior in military uniform snorted coldly, then turned to look at Cheng Yu on the other side.
"Is this the one you reported before?"
She asked coolly to a military judge on her right side.
"Yes, Lord Fu, this is the person. Not only does he have the token of Lord Wu, but the sword on his back also seems to be a sword of Lord Wu."
"Well..."
……
"Shan'er, can you see any clues about this head of the Hui family?"
On the other side of the bamboo sea, the old man of the Huang family asked his eldest daughter.
At this time, the two demons Linglong could only see a water dragon binding the gray-haired man, but could not see the fight between the two Yuan Shen realms.
"Dad, this guy's magic weapon seems to have something like a resentful soul trapped inside, it's kind of..."
"Well, you must have noticed that the magic weapon that looks like a comb seems to be specially designed to control the spirit and soul. It is indeed somewhat similar to our soul-capturing bottle. However, this is not inherited from his Hui family.
The path of cultivation is familiar.
Huh! There is still resentment leaking out of the comb, which is a bit like witchcraft performed by barbarians. If this is true, just based on this, he still wants to be the son-in-law of my Huang family? Bah!"
The old man in the Huang family spat, but Huang Shan, who was beside him at this time, did not even hear the last words of the old man in the Huang family, and only stared at the white-shirted young man in the distance.
"Shan'er, Shan'er?"
The old man called twice before Huang Shan reacted, but she still stared ahead and said:
"Dad, this beast has already reached the realm of Yuanshen. The origin of its cultivation is unknown. If it is allowed to grow bigger, it may be detrimental to our Huang family in the future. How about... we take advantage of its lack of time to be distracted and beat it.
Just kill."
The old man was silent when he heard this, but gave his eldest daughter a meaningful look.
But Huang Shan still didn't notice her father's every move, but took the old man's silence as acquiescence, and began to secretly gather evil spirits.
"Shan'er!"
The old man's cold shout finally made Huang Shan look away from the distance.
She looked at her father with a little doubt.
"If Mr. Wensheng in white can't even pass this test, he won't be worthy of being the lintel of my Huang family."
"Ah? Daddy... you are teasing the child again. It's not what dad thinks. The child... is really thinking about our Huang family."
Huang Shan said angrily, but the evil spirit around her did not dissipate.
"Hmm... Haha, even if it is for the sake of our Huang family, there is no need to rush it. Let's see what other cards these two have."
"..."
Huang Shan nodded silently and turned her head to look at the young man in white shirt in the distance.
I saw that after Cheng Yu hit his left son and was sucked into the wooden comb and broke the teeth, he immediately recalled his right son who was flying around him into his body to avoid another accident.
Then he spread his consciousness outwards, and could only vaguely detect Zuo'er's weak breath, standing still inside the small and thin wooden tooth.
Cheng Yu tried to control him but failed. It seemed that he was separated from the outside world by an invisible barrier.
The broken teeth of the comb were getting closer and closer to Cheng Yu, and faint sighs, accompanied by inaudible cries, emanated from the broken part.
"Nine deep abyss, connected by straits, criss-crossing, combing through the underworld... close!"
The gray-haired man across from him recited the spell again, and at the same time, streams of green light continued to emerge from his body, like a peacock spreading its tail, and they were symmetrical.
The broken tooth that was floating toward Cheng Yu suddenly changed its direction, pointed the broken side at Cheng Yu, and accelerated its attack.
At the same time, the power of absorbing the soul suddenly intensified, causing Cheng Yu to stagger and almost fall forward.
"Woo!"
A ball of water bubbles flew out from behind Cheng Yu, and the fierce wind brought up even lifted the two Xiaoyao scarf streamers behind Cheng Yu.
The water bubbles first surrounded the broken tooth, and then as a faint white light flashed in Cheng Yu's soul, the water bubbles instantly froze into a large ice ball.
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Yu took out the Wu Jun Token from his arms, stretched out his fingers and flicked it, and a cluster of cold aura instantly attached to it
On top of a large piece of ice.
"Huh?"
The gray-haired man seemed to have received a heavy blow secretly, and his whole body trembled inexplicably, and then his eyes suddenly glowed with green light.
The comb with one missing tooth in his hand also trembled and groaned softly, but the bursts of whining and whining coming from it suddenly disappeared.
"Broken!"
Following Cheng Yu's soft drink, a crisp crackling sound came from the air.
Then there was a continuous "crackling", until finally there was a soft sound of "bang!", and white fragments of ice exploded in the clouds of light green mist.
"Wow...!"
The comb that had been quiet for a while in the gray-haired man's hand suddenly emitted an ethereal noise of surprise and joy.
"How dare Shuzi destroy my magic weapon!"
The gray-haired man shouted angrily.
He watched the broken tooth turn into blue mist, and the neat comb in his hand was now missing one tooth forever, just like missing a front tooth.
He glanced at the location of the fracture and felt his eyes go dark, his throat felt sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
After the broken tooth was shattered by Cheng Yu's ice, a black cyclone inside quickly returned to Cheng Yu's body.
Cheng Yu secretly used his spiritual consciousness to scan Zuo'er. Fortunately, he was trapped for a short time and was not injured.
After he returned Zuo'er to the left side of his soul, he immediately used water movement to attack the opposite side.
Hmm?
He suddenly received an idea from Zuo'er in his soul.
……
"No! Retreat!"
The female martial artist who was mid-air suddenly raised her eyebrows and shouted loudly to the Yinsi martial judges on both sides.
Immediately afterwards, the judges saw that the gray-haired man not far below his feet had almost distorted facial features, and the original green light in his eyes turned from green to red, and then from red to black.
At the same time, the comb in his hand also escaped from his control and floated in the air on its own, exuding a rich black aura.
The originally ethereal and plaintive sounds turned into bursts of piercing screams, causing the surrounding Yinsi martial judges to feel their souls being affected. They all followed the female warrior's instructions and hurriedly retreated more than ten feet.
Only then did he stabilize his body and breath.
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Then he looked back and saw the wooden comb in the air. The teeth of the comb were pointed at the gray-haired man. All the black smoke in his eyes was sucked into the comb. Then it rose to a high place and slowly turned around. The teeth of the comb were dense and dense.
They all turned around and faced Cheng Yu.
"Dad, eldest sister, there must be people in the Yuan Shen realm fighting ahead, and there are also magic weapons such as Soul Capture, which will stir up the sea of consciousness of our demon souls."
The two demons Linglong, who were far away, said to the old man and Huang Shan.
The old man sent out a ray of thought to control the truth and nodded at the two Linglong demons, ordering them to retreat quickly.
The two women immediately fled back dozens of feet, and then their figures appeared again.
"Shan'er, your previous cultivation was compromised, let's retreat further."
After the squinting old man said something, he saw that Huang Shan was unmoved, her eyes only staring nervously at the small comb in the air.
"Shan'er?"
"Ah? Daddy, what did you say?"
The old man frowned and was about to speak when he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that the comb in the air had changed again.
What was originally a small comb that could be held in one hand suddenly turned into a huge thing that was about one foot long, like a huge rake.
The tiny comb teeth on it have turned into a row of giant swords, and wisps of cyclones emerge from the tip of the sword. The cyclones are of different colors, some are green, some are red, some are white, some are black, and they twine together and rush toward Cheng Yu. p>
Huang Shan stared at the twisted cyclone, feeling uneasy in her heart.
Looking at the white-shirted young man opposite, he actually snorted, stretched his body and jumped into the air, rushing straight towards the variegated cyclone.
"Ah!"
She couldn't help but exhale softly.
"Woo!"
The variegated cyclones whirled and rushed towards Cheng Yu, and in an instant they wrapped around him, who was dressed in white, and rolled back to the direction of the comb. Finally, they were all submerged in the gap of the broken tooth like a whale sucking water.
"Haha! Hahahaha!"
The gray-haired man looked up to the sky and laughed. The black smoke in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the comb returned to its normal size and fell back into his hand.
"Dad! If you don't move now, when will you wait?"
As Huang Shan spoke to the old man, she once again exerted her demonic power, and waves of yellow sand began to gather under her feet and were about to rise.
An old hand pressed on her shoulder, and the yellow sand beneath her feet also disappeared.
"Shan'er, don't be impatient. From my father's perspective, it may not be that simple."