I felt a little evil in my heart, imagining the next scene was really unsightly. Alas, that's all, who made me both handsome and kind? When things came to a close, I finally couldn't stand it anymore, so I turned my head and said
He closed his hands and meditated silently in his mind, connecting the thoughts of the God-Eating Gu.
As soon as the spell came out, this little thing immediately appeared on my shoulder, staring with small eyes like green lights. It first looked at me in confusion, and then looked eagerly at the "good show" over there, looking very interested.
The performance of strong onlookers.
Come on, this little beast is even more wretched than me now!
I was so angry that I flicked it on its plump butt and stared at him fiercely.
God-Eating Gu squeezed his tears out of frustration, then reluctantly jumped up, and with a whoosh, shot towards the black monk.
The next scene is a bit unsightly, so I won't describe it in detail. The main reason is that when the God-Eating Gu rushed out, the grandson happened to be taking off his pants. How clever is the God-Eating Gu? As soon as he saw that he had a way out, he immediately stretched himself into a straight line.
Just bumped into it...
Then I heard a heartbreaking scream.
The black monk didn't understand what was going on until the end. Why was he exploded before he even took action? He immediately held the injured area and ran around in circles, jumping up and down and wailing like a thunderbolt.
Seeing that the time had come, I didn't waste any time. I just kicked off my legs and ran away like a cheetah.
When the guy saw me, his eyes immediately widened and he shouted, "Who are you?"
I didn't waste any time, and with a flick of my wrist, a Tibetan knife appeared in my hand, and I pointed it at the palm-thick heart-protecting hair on the chest of the great lama and handed it out.
This guy is quite powerful. He immediately waved his seal with one hand and crossed his palm to greet me. Unfortunately, the God-Eating Gu also exerted its force and stirred his body into an incomparable chaos. Before his palm could hit me, he was the first to let out a scream.
, staggering back.
When I saw that the timing was right, I took out the hidden knife and hit it directly at the heart of the black monk.
With a swish sound, residual blood spattered, and the other party's eyes bulged, full of infinite grief and anger, and he just received the box lunch.
——I think the director should add more chicken legs to him, because this guy’s death was too painful.
Waiting for the black monk to fall, I immediately stopped my momentum, turned to look at the little Taoist nun, swung the Tibetan knife, cut off the rope from her shoulder, and said with a half-smile, "Sister Maoshan Ding, it's really nice to meet you,
We finally meet again."
"You..." Ding Min's face changed suddenly. She looked at me absentmindedly, her face full of excitement, as if a person walking in the desert saw a donkey... ah, it's a camel. She was overjoyed and stepped forward and said, "
Why are you here? Could it be that my master asked you to save me?"
I sneered and said, "Where is your master? Why didn't I see him?"
Only then did she realize that I was not here specifically to save her, so she changed her expression and asked, "Then why are you here?"
This person, indeed, has a hard-won nature. Brother, I acted righteously to save her from danger. Not only did I save this woman's reputation, but I also helped her avoid a miserable and bleak life. Little did I know that this little Taoist nun would also be excited.
After a moment, there was another questioning expression.
I was too lazy to answer, shook my head, didn't answer, turned around and ran towards the outside space.
Just now I killed the black monk, which caused a lot of noise. It is estimated that someone will come soon, and my side will be exposed immediately. If I don't leave now, I may be the one who gets fucked.
Ding Min hurriedly caught up, shouting as he chased, "Hey, what am I asking you?"
"Shut up!" I turned back and glared at her, but before I could finish my words, a strong wind flashed across my side. The breeze went away and came back again. I raised my robe, faced me with one hand, and slapped my palm horizontally.
The wind in the palm was cold, mixed with the sad voice of ghosts, "Who are you and why are you killing our people!"
After all calculations, I never expected that the other party would come so quickly. I didn't reply immediately. I gritted my teeth and rushed forward. I raised the knife in my left hand to push back the palm. I clenched my fist in my right hand and aimed at the Maoshan traitor's heart.
After so many fights, my skills are much better than before, and the transition between moves is very natural. However, the other party is not ordinary. Seeing my quick and fierce methods, he immediately gave a sharp shout, put his hands together, and suddenly flattened.
Pushing, a gray aura immediately emerged from the sleeve robe, and countless ghostly faces lingered in it, turning into ghostly cries, wrapping around my fist.
Maoshan’s ghost-raising technique?
Seeing this scene, my heart suddenly trembled and I cried out for trouble.
When it comes to the art of controlling ghosts, there are methods that are popular in circles of practitioners almost all over the world. The most famous among them is undoubtedly the group of surrendered azans in Southeast Asia.
But as a person in this circle, I understand that there is another place in the world that is better at raising ghosts than the evil sect in Southeast Asia, and has more sharp methods, and that is Maoshan.
Maoshan's ghost-raising technique is famous all over the world. It is different from the methods of lowering heads in Southeast Asia. These people raise ghosts in order to use the spirit of ghosts for their own use, thereby promoting their own cultivation.
If you practice to the extreme, you can also return to your original nature and reach the pinnacle of practice.
However, the Maoshan traitor in front of me obviously has not yet reached the legendary realm of controlling ghosts. He can only rely on the presence of ghosts to block the breath of my fist wind. Even so, he is already quite powerful.
My punching style was removed by the ghostly aura, and this guy took advantage of the situation to counterattack, directly changing his fist into a grasp, aiming at my chest and grabbing me in the hole.
I raised my breath and roared, using the abyssal aura of the God-Eating Gu to block the ghostly aura. Then I raised my wrist, swiped the Tibetan knife across the air, and aimed it at the palm of his hand to slash it out.
Whoosh!
As soon as the two of them touched each other, they floated two meters apart. I kept stepping back and was knocked directly onto the ice. Qingfeng's palm showed a shallow bloodstain, and the bright red bloodstain ran along the palm lines.
Spread out and drip directly onto your feet.
This guy is so powerful. He is indeed someone who has been lurking in the Maoshan Sect for five or six years. He has already learned sixty-seven points of the essence of Maoshan's ghost-nurturing skills. He actually managed to push back half an inch of my knife with the help of the ghost's violent aura.
.
Otherwise, the slash would be more than just an extra wound.
"Excellent skills, who are you and why are you here to cause trouble!" After preliminary testing, this guy already knew that I was not simple, so he did not immediately add the killing move, but asked with a sullen face.
Just as I was about to open my mouth, Ding Min next to me shouted sharply, "Huh, Chu Qingfeng, you know how powerful it is now, right? This person is the helper we hired from Maoshan to get you!"
This little Taoist nun was talking nonsense. After what she said, my expression immediately changed. Just as I was about to explain, Chu Qingfeng across from me had already tightened her lips like a razor blade, and said with a fierce smile, "Oh? So that's the case, then we can't keep it.
You!"
As he spoke, the guy took a step forward and waved his hands. The wind blew under the monk's robe, and a vicious air flow came out for no reason. The ghostly aura turned into a curtain and wrapped around it. Countless cold faces appeared there.
The black air moved back and forth, it was white and terrifying,
"Maoshan is so aggressive. Today, I will kill you, this kid, to give Maoshan some feedback!"
The dog is beeping!
Looking at the opponent with full firepower and murderous attitude, I was so angry that my eyebrows were dancing. I turned around and glared at the little Taoist nun Ding Min, wishing I could use foul language to greet her eight generations of ancestors.