Just when the little master took action, Chu Lang's figure floated backwards.
He disappeared into a cloud of smoke.
The young master originally thought that if she took action, Chu Lang would temporarily put aside his grudges and join forces to deal with Feng Shiyan.
Unexpectedly, Chu Lang took the opportunity to escape on his own.
The little boss was so angry that her liver ached, and she cursed: "Dirty bitch, you idiot, now we have a chance to cooperate... If you want to run alone, you are like a cooked duck, you can fly anywhere!"
Chu Lang's teasing voice came from the smoke.
"I would rather not be able to fly than let this 'beautiful sister' kill you little bitch."
The little master still wanted to scold Chu Lang, but Imitation Master Yan had already avoided the little master's butterfly palm and grabbed her with one hand. Before the hand could reach her, a cold air hit her face, like a biting wind, which made the little master's delicate face hurt.
The little master's figure changed continuously, avoiding Master Yan's grasp. Her hands danced rapidly, and butterfly-like palm shadows came out quickly. In an instant, a butterfly-shaped palm shadow flew towards Master Yan.
The young master was trained by King You himself. At her age, there are very few people who can match her in martial arts.
But what she encountered was the sixth level of the world.
Imitating the teacher's face, she sneered. At this moment, her eyes were flashing with ice-like light. The robes on her body made a "hunting" sound, and the extremely cold air surged even more fiercely.
The cold air rushed towards the "butterflies" that fluttered towards the imitation master's face.
What happened next left the little master stunned.
The butterfly-shaped palm shadows formed by condensation of true energy were actually frozen by the cold air of the imitation master's face.
These frozen "butterflies" no longer flap or fly, and one by one they are frozen and suspended in the air.
Imitation master Yan said: "You are so good at martial arts at such a young age, you deserve to be the disciple of the River King. If you have any other tricks, feel free to use them."
The young master smiled bitterly and said: "Sister, let me think about it again..."
Imitation of the master's face: "I'll think about it for you."
After saying that, he imitated the master's figure and came towards the young master, wrapped in a cold air.
The little master can only bite the bullet and try his best to deal with the imitation of Master Yan.
Over there, it was difficult for Chu Lang to take advantage of the opportunity to escape. Just as his figure entered the smoke, the old woman let out a strange laugh, and her slow figure suddenly became very fast. Her figure instantly flew into Chu Lang's hiding place.
The cloud of smoke hit Chu Lang with the dragon-headed crutch in his hand.
Facing the old woman's cane, Chu Lang simply punched out.
Chu Lang's bones are as hard as iron, so this punch is equivalent to an iron fist.
Chu Lang's iron fist hit the dragon head of the old woman's crutch. The old woman's crutch was made of iron, but this blow did not break Chu Lang's fist, which surprised the old woman.
However, the old woman's strength over the past few decades was really unmatched by Chu Lang. Although Chu Lang's bones were intact, her entire arm was numb from the strength of the old woman's crutches.
The old woman shouted: "What a hard fist, I don't believe I can't break your bones."
The old woman's crutch attacked Chu Lang even more fiercely.
Chu Lang was injured, and this powerful punch almost caused the wound on his back to burst, but now he could only try his best to deal with the old woman's sudden attack...
At this moment, the seven or eight women in white also rushed over and fought with the masked men.
One of the masked masters was not weak in martial arts. He knocked over a woman in white with a knife, and then rushed over to help the young master escape. The masked man yelled and swung his knife to hit Mimic Master Yan from the side.
Imitation Master Yan turned a blind eye to this masked master.
She still used her palm to attack the little master.
Don't let the little master have a chance to breathe.
Just when the masked master's knife was about to hit her, her left hand came out like lightning and clasped it on the masked man's wrist. The extremely cold energy imitating Shi Yan's hand instantly invaded the masked man's arm, and the masked man's entire arm was
It was frozen, and there was a layer of frost on my arms.
Imitation Shiyan broke it hard again, and the masked man's right arm broke like a wooden stick with a "click". Imitation Shiyan then stabbed his chest with the masked man's severed arm.
The little master took the opportunity to escape, imitating the master's appearance and threw the masked man out, and then he stood in front of the little master in a flash.
The little master saw the murderous intent flashing in Feng Shiyan's eyes, and the little master understood that if she continued to resist, there was only one outcome, and she would die miserably.
The little master suddenly whistled.
The whistle is for the dwarf.
After the Master's appearance appeared, the dwarf hurriedly knelt on the ground and huddled up to disguise himself. This made him look like a stone. The dwarf secretly released smoke to help the little master escape. At this moment, he heard the little master whistle, telling him to leave quickly.
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The dwarf also obeyed and walked away quickly. He didn't get up, but crawled on all fours, very fast, like a big mouse burrowing into a bush and escaping.
The dwarf is gone, and the little master feels at ease.
The dwarf's tracking skills are superb, no less than Feng Baiyang, the number one tracking master in the Central Plains. So no matter where Shi Yan takes her, the dwarf will lead the Spirit King to find her and rescue her.
If you are caught, you can still live, but if you fight again, you will die. The little master looked regretful and shouted to Master Yan: "Sister, I know I was wrong. Sister and I are leaving..."
The little master gave up the resistance, and the coldness of the palm that he imitated the master's face and struck the little master suddenly became less cold, and the palm turned into a finger in an instant, hitting the little master's two important acupoints.
The little master can no longer move.
At this moment, the smoke that enveloped Chu Lang and the old woman was also blown away by the night wind. When the little master saw Chu Lang and the old woman fighting, she excitedly shouted to Chu Lang: "You scumbag, even if I am caught, I won't let you escape!"
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Imitating Master Yan and coming towards Chu Lang, she said: "Do you still want to continue fighting?!"
Chu Lang did not expect that the young master would give up resistance so quickly. In this case, even if he could escape from the old woman, he would not be able to escape from the clutches of Feng Shiyan.
If you make Master Yan angry, you will be killed.
Chu Lang also gave up resistance and sighed deliberately. Chu Lang said to Shi Yan: "Actually, I didn't want to run away, I just didn't want to join forces with her and wanted my sister to kill her. I didn't expect my sister to be so soft-hearted. She was the last
She will pretend to be pitiful and cannot keep her, so it is better to kill her. Otherwise, sooner or later, she will cause trouble to my sister."
Chu Lang was clearly trying to borrow a knife to kill someone, so the young master hurriedly said to Master Yan: "Sister, don't listen to his nonsense. A man's mouth is so deceptive!"
After hearing what the young master said, Fang Shiyan was very touched, and it also opened up the scars in her heart. She then said bitterly: "You are right, there is no good man! I would rather believe that there are ghosts in this world.
Believe what a man says!”
The little master knew that Chu Lang hated her, so Chu Lang thought of ways to kill her. Besides, the news that the Dahe Palace was destroyed would soon spread, and then Feng Shiyan would know that she was lying. If Chu Lang becomes popular again
If they add fuel to the fire and encourage Shi Yan to kill her, her life will not be saved.
The young master took the opportunity to speak.
"Sister, I hate men so much. Especially such a ruthless and heartless man like him. Sister, you should kill me..."
"Shut up!" Feng Shiyan interrupted the little master and said, "You are not a good person either! You are just a couple of bitches!"
The little master can only shut up.
Chu Lang laughed.
More than half of the dozen or so men led by the young master were dead or wounded. Seeing that the young master surrendered, it was pointless for them to fight to the death, so the survivors fled in a hurry.
The women in white also chased them separately.
Imitation teacher Yan said to the old woman: "Mother-in-law, lock them up."
The old woman first lifted the little master to Chu Lang, and then she took out a fine steel chain. The iron chain was two feet long, and there was an iron hoop at each end to lock the wrist. The old woman first put the iron hoop on Chu Lang's right wrist and locked it.
Tightly, and then locked an iron hoop on the little master's left wrist.
At this moment, the two of them were like two grasshoppers tied to a rope.
Imitation master Yan said to the two of them: "This is called love lock..."
Chu Lang and Xiao Zhu didn't understand why Master Yan locked them together with love locks.
The two of them have no grudge against their imitator Yan Su. What on earth is this woman going to do?
The young master looked pitiful and said: "Sister, what do you want to do with us?"
Imitation Master Yan did not answer, a strange look appeared on his face.
The old woman also had a strange smile on her face.