When Peng Enyu was attacked by Xiong Si's stick, Lin Mo and Li Xianxue also moved towards their targets. As for Gu Yunqi, he took a few steps back and stood in front of the curtain of the tent to make sure that no one else would come.
Disturb and block the only escape route.
Wanxi was still looking at the new provocative Xiong Si, but suddenly a golden light appeared on the side, and Li Xianxue sprinkled money all over the sky with a casual move, blocking all Wanxi's escape routes, and every time
The direction in which the golden needle is shot reaches all major acupoints.
Although Wanxi was a bit insidious, he was still ruthless enough. He forcefully received a few injections in an attempt to break through the blockade and rush out of the tent. However, after the golden needle hit him, he felt a numbness all over his body, and at the same time, his internal energy became stronger and stronger.
It became more and more unsmooth, and after a while I couldn't feel the existence of internal power at all, and I cursed in my heart: It's poisonous!
And he saw Mu Bai's nephew, whom he had always despised before, slowly walking up to him. Using an extremely skillful acupuncture technique, he blocked his actions in an instant.
However, Wanxi has not given up yet. He is called a poisonous scholar because he is unique in the use of poisons. He always hides a small poisonous needle in the inside of his mouth.
, aimed at the childish-looking young man in front of him, and launched his trump card.
He was very confident that this move would never fail at such a short distance, but then his somewhat proud face turned even paler, and he saw that the young man was holding a golden needle in his hands. Facing this sudden poisonous needle, he had nothing to do.
Anxiously, he still walked towards Wanxi, and then with a simple flick of his hand, the golden needle collided with the poisonous needle, and the poisonous needle fell to the ground.
When Wanxi faced this seemingly harmless young man in front of him, his brain began to work rapidly. The first thing he didn't understand was why this young man, who seemed to be only in the Qi training period, could so easily control himself, a master of acquired perfection.
, and secondly, what exactly did he want to do? His neck was also restrained by Li Xianxue's acupuncture technique.
Therefore, he could not turn his head to look at other people. He could only see Gu Yunqi standing in front of the door curtain with his arms folded, looking like he was watching a good show.
On Lin Mo's side, Fengwu Jiutian immediately came out and came behind the Zhao brothers. What they didn't expect was that these two people were not attracted by the conflict between Xiong Si and Peng Enyu at all. The sword in his left hand and the knife in his right hand
The knives came out and slashed at Lin Mo behind him. Lin Mo used Lingxi Finger again, holding both blades in his hands at the same time.
Then he used the full force of Jinzhongqi Qigong to destroy Zhao Kun's knee on the left first. At the same time, he turned the fingers of his left hand and snatched the knife from his hand, and slashed at Zhao Kun on the right at a tricky angle.
At this time, Zhao Qian was half-kneeling on the ground, but Lin Mo stepped on his back and was unable to move. The severe pain in his knee prevented him from exerting any strength. At the same time, he felt a strange real force coming from Lin Mo's foot.
Qi is constantly restraining oneself.
This is exactly the magical effect of the Purple Qi Tianluo. The Qi Jin has laid down layers of Qi nets to bind the opponent's movements.
Zhao Kun wanted to pull out the left-hand knife held by the fingers of Lin Mo's right hand to defend against Lin Mo's wonderful knife move with his left hand. However, he exerted all his strength and the left-hand knife seemed to have stuck to Lin Mo's hand.
Not moved.
Seeing the light of the sword getting closer and closer to his neck, Zhao Kun could only abandon the sword and lean back to avoid the strike. However, before the light of the sword struck Zhao Kun's neck, it changed again. It was filled with violent killing intent.
Go straight to your chest.
Zhao Kun was already sweating profusely. Looking at the knife that was about to take away his life, he had no way to dodge, because the murderous intention had enveloped him, as if countless small needles were piercing his whole body. This kind of pain The pain was accompanied by a strange numbness.
Then the scene changed, and he found that he was no longer in the tent, his lower body was completely buried in the center of a blood pool, and blood bubbled in front of him, as if some ancient beast was about to rush out.
The sticky feeling all over his body made him struggle uncontrollably. All he could smell was the strong smell of blood. He felt extremely nauseated. He could no longer bear it anymore and began to open his mouth and vomit continuously.
But what he spit out was still blood, and it merged with the blood pool under him, and the water began to spread upward, from his crotch, to his waist, to his chest, and all the way to his neck.
But his vomiting still didn't stop, and his eyes just looked at himself, bit by bit, buried by the blood that he didn't know if it was spit out by himself.
Zhao Qian was firmly controlled by Lin Mo's Purple Qi Tianluo. He used all his strength and turned his neck. He saw his brother suddenly kneeling when facing the death knife. Mu Bai attacked him twice. Throwing the knife aside, his brother Zhao Kun's eyes were dull and unfocused, as if he was completely stupid.
Lin Mo stepped forward and ran the acupuncture points in the Nine Yin Manual, sealing the acupoints all over Zhao Kun's body, and then looked at Zhao Qian, who was still tightly bound by the air net generated by the Purple Qi Tianluo even if he raised his feet. , after nodding with satisfaction, the moment the air net was released, Zhao Qian was also clicked.
Zhao Gan could still move his neck, but his mute point was sealed and he couldn't speak. He looked at his still stupid brother Zhao Kun, then turned to look at Wanxi who was taken down by Mu Bai's nephew with a few moves, and finally Looking in the direction of Xiong Si, he saw a fat face that had been beaten into a pig's head. After he was startled, he took a closer look and realized it was Xiong Si.
It turned out that when Xiong Si hit Peng Enyu with the stick, in order to prevent it from making any noise, Peng Enyu caught it with one hand and at the same time tapped Xiong Si's acupuncture point at a very fast speed. However, he never expected that a fool like Xiong Si would hit him with one hand. He cursed directly and began to criticize Peng Enyu's eighteen generations of ancestors. At the same time, he cursed the people who taught Peng Enyu martial arts.
Can Peng Enyu bear it? He went up and knocked him down. He was beaten as hard as it hurt. He only beat Xiong Si until he cried for his father and mother, so he didn't dare to curse again. This also caused Xiong Si to be bruised all over his body now. There were countless bruises, there was not a single piece of good flesh on his body, and the acupoints had been tapped, so he could only stand aside and moan.
I don’t know whether Xiong Si was pretending to be stupid or really stupid. His yelling and cursing really attracted the attention of several casual cultivators. However, Gu Yunqi was blocking the door, so he just stopped him on the grounds of sparring.
Peng Enyu's anger at this time was still not gone. After kicking Xiong Si a few more times, he looked at Lin Mo and said, "What to do? You have the highest level of mental power here. Should you read the memory directly, or torture it?" Although I have never done this, I have seen how they were tortured in the government offices of the Great Skull Dynasty, so I can give it a try."
Lin Mo did not answer, but instead released the illusion control on Zhao Kun, lined up the four of them in a row and said: "Do you have anything to say? This is the last chance for you. What I am going to do next may be Not very friendly.”