The one who helped Ran Sujuan was the ghost mandrill that she rescued from the river and took home to take care of for many days.
She once regarded this seriously injured man as a kind of sustenance, and took good care of him in a coma, but what she got in exchange was an indifferent look in his eyes and a cold "get out of the way".
This kind of spiritual sustenance is of course illusory and ridiculous.
Therefore, it did not take her too much time to forget about this man whom she did not know.
However, this man who was supposed to be a passer-by in her life turned into a savior and appeared in front of her again.
"Who is your Excellency?" Yu Heng looked at Gui Mandrill with a little surprise, as if he did not expect that a big boss like Lingzun would appear in such a remote village.
"I am your grandpa!" Ghost Mandrill grinned and slowly drew out the "God-Slaying" giant blade from behind.
Yu Heng smiled lightly, not feeling dissatisfied at all.
"I thought it was an easy job." Qisha got up, touched his cheek with his right hand, and said unhappily, "I didn't expect it would take some effort."
At this time, three human figures flashed past, standing on the left and right of Ghost Mandrill.
The man on the left has a dignified appearance, a yellow shirt and a silver spear. He is the "soul-leaving spear" Wang Meng who followed the ghost mandrill.
The two people on the right are dressed in bright clothes and exaggerated shapes. They each hold an exquisite long sword in their hands. They are naturally Dong Damu and Wang Songliang.
"I'll deal with them, you go catch the Flame Body." A trace of impatience flashed in Yu Heng's eyes, "Quick fight and quick decision!"
"Okay!" Qisha nodded, "Restrain your strength and don't accidentally injure the little guy."
"There's no need to go to such trouble." Ghost Mandrill lightly touched the surface of the giant blade with his left hand, and the blade of "Slayer God" was instantly wrapped in blazing black fire. "You're going to die in my hands anyway."
"Be careful, they are spiritual masters!" Ran Sujuan saw the arrogant posture of the ghost mandrill and was worried that he underestimated the enemy, so she couldn't help but warned him.
Ghost Mandrill glanced at her pretty face with his peripheral vision and compared it carefully with the beauty in white in his mind.
is her!
The two beautiful images gradually overlapped in his mind, and Ghost Mandrill's eyes sparkled, and he realized that the beautiful girl in front of him, who was even more beautiful than Sima Rou, was the Baiyi who took good care of him during the period of coma.
Fairy.
Looking back and thinking about it, there was not much similarity between Sima Rou's appearance and the beautiful figure in his heart. It was really hard for Gui Mandrill to understand how he could have recognized the wrong person in the first place.
As everyone knows, preconceptions are a common mistake that many people make.
"They're just two ants." Ghost Mandrill sneered, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared less than three inches away from Seven Kills. He raised the "God of Slaughter" in his right hand, raised the knife, and slashed towards the opponent's head.
So fast!
His extraordinary speed obviously exceeded the opponent's expectations. Qisha could not dodge in time, so he had to raise his arms to block his head, using his flesh and blood to resist the powerful blow of the "God-Slaying" giant blade.
"Crack!"
The giant blade struck Qisha's arms, making a crisp sound of bones breaking, and the black flames lost no time in spreading along the giant blade to Qisha's forearms, burning mercilessly, vowing to kill the masked man.
reduced to ashes.
"You are from the Dark Temple!" Qisha screamed with a hint of fear in his voice as his arms hung weakly at his sides.
The all-encompassing black flame continued to burn his arms, but did not continue to spread. The imagined scene of the Seven Killers being wiped out and turned into skeletons did not appear.
"Are you from the Holy Land?" Ghost Mandrill was surprised. "You actually came to attack women and children. You have fallen to such a level. No wonder you dare not show your true colors to others."
"What good thing is the Dark Temple?" Yu Heng was secretly shocked, but he retorted coldly, "Don't you know how many secular people you have killed over the years?"
"That's right." Ghost Mandrill chuckled, with a violent red light shooting out of his eyes, "If you talk about benevolence, justice and morality, just fight and it's over!"
After saying that, his figure flickered again, turning into a shadow in the air and heading straight for Yuheng.
"Does a mere ordinary spiritual master really think that he is invincible?" Yu Heng sneered, raised his right hand and waved lightly, countless spiritual arrows shot out from his palm, and the surface of each arrow was
Shiny and shimmering with green, purple or black smoke.
Densely packed colorful arrows covered most of the space in front of him, overwhelming the sky and leaving no room for the mandrill to dodge at all.
"cut!"
Ghost Mandrill frowned, and quickly disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already several feet away. Although he perfectly avoided the rain of spiritual arrows, he failed to get close to Yuheng, and the distance between the two became farther and farther.
Arrows rained down from the sky, and any trees, flowers, grass, or soil that were touched by the colored arrows would quickly wither, melt, and bursts of green, purple, or black smoke would emit.
What a powerful poison!
Seeing the power of the spiritual arrows, Wang Meng, Ran Sujuan and others' expressions changed drastically and their hearts palpitated.
"You can't run very fast." Yu Heng said lightly and raised his right palm again, "Then try this trick again!"
Before he finished speaking, a cloud of purple smoke spurted out from his palm and went straight towards the ghost mandrill.
"You want to hurt me with such a slow move?" Demon Mandrill saw that the speed of the purple smoke was worse than that of colorful arrows, so he complained disdainfully, pointed his toes to the ground, moved his whole body one foot, and easily moved
Avoided Yuheng's offensive.
However, Yu Heng did not change his moves and continued to release purple poisonous smoke.
"Brother Ghost Mandrill, watch your back!"
Hearing Wang Meng's voice, Gui Mandrill felt a chill in his heart. He suddenly turned his head and looked around. Only then did he realize that the poisonous smoke that he had avoided had actually turned around. As if it had spirituality, it rushed toward him again, along with the new purple smoke.
Attacking from the front and back, there is a vague tendency to form an encirclement.
More and more purple poisonous smoke was released by Yu Heng, gradually eating up the space around Ghost Mandrill, leaving him with nowhere to hide.
The ghost mandrill suddenly became wise, kicked his legs hard on the ground, and jumped upwards, trying to use the advantage of high altitude to break through the poisonous smoke.
"Innocent!" Yu Heng sneered, and raised his right palm upward slightly. Countless purple smoke rushed into the sky as if on command, chasing after the ghost mandrill, following him like a shadow.
Ghost Mandrill had a hot temper and could not stand the feeling of being chased and beaten for a long time. When he saw that Yu Heng still refused to give up, his blood immediately rushed to his head. He swung the "God of Slaughter" in his hand and shot out a flaming spiritual blade.
Cutting at the pursuing purple poisonous smoke.
Perhaps the flame had some restraint effect on the poisonous gas. As soon as the purple smoke came into contact with the black spirit blade, it was like a mouse meeting a cat. The gas flame instantly weakened and its expansion speed also slowed down a lot.
However, as soon as the flame blade's momentum passed, the purple poisonous smoke rekindled and continued to sweep towards Demon Mandrill, forcing him to continue to release black flames to fight.
As a result, one of the two set poison and the other set fire. No one could do anything about the other, and they fell into a stalemate for a while.
As they fought, more and more purple smoke accumulated in the entire area. Even though both of them deliberately avoided Tiedan's location, some poisonous gas still lost control and began to spread in the direction of Ran Sujuan and others.
"Sister Ran, my head is so dizzy!" Tiedan held his head and said shakingly.
"No, it's poisonous gas!" Ran Sujuan was shocked and quickly pulled him back several feet, trying to stay away from Yuheng, the source of the poisonous gas.
Wang Meng and others followed closely behind, protecting the two of them tightly.
"Damn it, I told him to hold back some of his strength!"
At this time, Ran Sujuan's ears suddenly heard Qisha's complaints, "If I accidentally poisoned the 'Yang Yang Body', wouldn't I have failed in my efforts!"
Her heart trembled, and she instinctively opened her arms, like a hen protecting her chicks, tightly protecting the iron egg behind her.
"Bitch, get out of the way!"
Having his arms chopped off by the ghost mandrill, Qisha was filled with anger. He no longer pretended to be gentle. When he saw Ran Sujuan trying to stop him, he kicked her hard, as if to vent all his emotions.
On this eyesore woman.
"not good!"
When Wang Meng and others saw Qisha suddenly attacking Ran Sujuan, their expressions changed drastically. They hurriedly tried to step forward to rescue, but were suppressed by a terrifying aura and instantly lost the ability to move.
It turns out that Heavenly Wheel cultivators are such weak and powerless beings!
As a well-known Heavenly Wheel master, Wang Meng once believed that he was the number one figure in the world of cultivation. However, after experiencing the bloody battles along the way, he realized for the first time that in front of a true genius, the so-called
The Daqian Heroes List is nothing but a joke.
Xuanyuan Wudi, Zhong Wen, Yu Heng, Qisha...
One powerful enemy after another completely shattered his pride as a genius.
If I were stronger...
At this moment, he desperately longed for power.
The power beyond the heavenly wheel!
"boom!"
Qisha's kick failed to hit Ran Sujuan after all.
The ghost mandrill who was originally having a fierce fight with Yu Heng somehow appeared in front of Ran Sujuan. He turned the "God Slaughter" giant blade in his hand and used it as a shield, blocking Qisha's unparalleled kick in time.
"Go to hell!"
Looking at the ghost mandrill in front of him, Qisha couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and he grew evil in his heart. He kicked his legs continuously without stopping. With each kick, his spiritual power would transform into a giant beast in the air.
The seven kinds of ferocious beasts had ferocious expressions and different postures. They let out different roars from their mouths and rushed straight at the ghost mandrill. The whole area suddenly burst into roars and became very lively.
He actually managed to defeat the power of seven people with one person, and he really lived up to the name of "Seven Kills".
However, facing the astonishing onslaught of the Seven Kills, Demon Mandrill looked calm and calmly moved the giant blade in his hand left and right, as if he could predict the opponent's movements, and effortlessly blocked all seven ferocious beasts.
What a strong fighting talent!
A strange color flashed in Yu Heng's eyes, and he was amazed by Gui Mandrill's fighting style with ease. He knew that Qi Sha was definitely not his enemy, so he wanted to help, but he was worried that the poisonous mist he released was too fierce and would implicate Qi Sha.
and Liu Tiedan.
"Damn, damn!"
Seeing that he could not attack for a long time, Qisha became increasingly frustrated. He yelled and cursed angrily, and tried his best to activate the spiritual power in his body, and once again released seven kinds of terrifying beasts, trying to break through the mandrill's defense with brute force.
"Seven Kills, don't be impulsive!"
Yu Heng frowned slightly, seeing that Qisha was hot-headed and had lost his cool, and there was a slight flaw in the connection of his moves.
However, his reminder was still a step too late.
Ghost Mandrill's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a strange smile.
Immediately afterwards, he no longer passively defended himself, and disappeared in a flash. He turned the giant blade in his hand and swung it forward.
"puff!"
With a soft sound, blood splattered in all directions, and the figure of the mandrill appeared behind Qisha at some point.
A masked head flew high into the sky, wrapped in blazing black flames, and gradually turned into charred ash, drifting in the air with the wind. When it landed with a "thud", only a dark figure remained.
skull.
On the ground, Qisha's headless body was also burned by black flames and gradually turned into ashes. The charred black bones were "crackling" scattered on the ground, separated from the solitary skull, which made people feel desolate.
feel.
As the Holy Land Spirit Lord, Qisha was powerless to fight back in front of Demon Mandrill.
Yu Heng's heart palpitated, his eyes became extremely solemn, and he no longer dared to show any contempt.