He's scared?
My purpose is not him.
In this situation, he is not qualified enough!
"Riding the mist and cloud, the aura soars; the flying bear wages war beyond the North Sea village. The 72-character charm to subdue demons, plus 3,000 unique verses. Igniting fire and wind, the stars appear; seeking Laozi to extinguish the witch's malice even more. A mysterious cord binds the fox spirit, and it moves the Tiangang to eliminate the fox's mischief!"
"I worship Sanmáo True King, haste haste as commandment!"
The incantation was decisive and piercing.
The target is that long-face man!
I immediately arrived at his forehead.
A mouthful of blood spewed out abruptly!
This blood suddenly coiled around his neck!
The feeling of blessings brought intuition suddenly surged up!
I raised my hand and grasped the clot of blood!
My legs, stomped on his waist abdomen, very hard pull up one!
Back then, Mao Zhan dealt with Xin Bo by pulling directly on the mysterious cord, one strike that severed Xin Bo's head!
At that time, he had undergone metamorphosis, purified the corpse blood true worm and reached the realm of emergence of the divine. Although it was just a simple instant, he didn't stay long before his cultivation dropped because of the previous occupant Xin Bo Tangka.
At this moment, I may not be as strong as Mao Zhan.
But this long-faced man is not Xin Bo either; he is not an emergence of the divine spirit!
Even if it were to be partially transformed into a feather, and still retain a corpse seed within the body, Ji Ku did not survive this move!
How could he, a professor, escape? How could he survive?!
The outcome...
It's already decided!
"Teacher..."
"Teacher..." The honorific word had not yet been opened, and my face's boundless frame glasses suddenly disappeared without a trace. The thick and intense black-purple ghost mist rolled out, Wei Youming's face became incredibly savage, and it completely merged with the ghost mist, biting towards Wu Ling!
The ghost mist around his body was even more savage, surging out and forming what seemed like countless faces, emitting piercing and excited laughter.
Wei Youming is a killer who cures diseases.
They, because Wei Youming wants to kill people to cure diseases, are maniacal and excited!
Wu Ling was chilled to the bone. Suddenly, he pinched a strange incantation with his hands.
An eerie scene unfolded.
Suddenly, a large number of Shuangxian er appeared from various parts of his face, chest, and body, tightly attached to him!
Shuangxian er comes from Tian Shou Dao Ren!
Indeed, he followed the same procedure, not only taking away Sun Zhuo's Laojunming but also seizing everything from Tian Shou Dao Ren!
All of this happened in an instant.
I only glanced at it casually with my peripheral vision, and my attention was still completely on that long-faced man!
"Hah!"
With a low growl, I put all my strength into my hand!
Bang!
It was me landing heavily on top of him.
On the stone sarcophagus behind me, it was the divine body of Sanmáo Zhenjun watching everything silently below.
And I, using the Q Curve Mountain Dao Law, have subdued this person!
The body is almost in an arch shape, and the mysterious cord is incredibly scorching, yet it's rapidly melting away!
Shock flashed in my eyes!
The long-faced man lay on the ground, but he looked at me with a smile that was neither sad nor happy.
With such a forceful kick, I couldn't even break his waist?
Such a powerful incantation, and yet it didn't even break his neck?!
"You should have hit my head."
The long-faced man suddenly spoke a word.
His body suddenly straightened up, and one hand suddenly grabbed towards my waist!
That hand was extraordinarily rough and broad and heavy!
It did not match his long face or his features, as if it wasn't something that should belong to a person.
Moreover, with such a strong force, I couldn't subdue him. The strength he showed was nothing like what a normal gentleman should have!
The feeling of chills immediately surged up!
Once he caught hold of me, my fate would undoubtedly be extremely tragic!
With my left hand, I pulled out the Gao Tian Sword and struck down with a fierce sword!
His hand suddenly closed, gripping the sword firmly!
An even more shocking scene unfolded.
Even against a living person, or even an avatar, the Gao Tian Sword was invincible.
Instead of cutting off his palm in the first instant, it happened!
He was merely injured, beginning to bleed!
Such a wound feels like a normal person holding a normal sword.
Though it seemed painful, for him, it was definitely insignificant.
More importantly, his strength was so great that I couldn't pull the sword out anymore, let alone cut off his fingers!
His other hand reached out towards me once again.
This hand was even more strange, very slender and delicate, like that of a woman!
It was completely different from the other hand.
Strange, it made me chills!
I had not noticed this detail before?
If I had noticed this change earlier, I would have realized that this person must have a physical problem!
Just as it is not only me, Wei Youming did not notice the problem!
With my other hand, I pulled out the Gao Tian Mace and heavily struck down at him!
His hand directly grasped the Gao Tian Mace!
In this case, a blunt instrument is not as effective as a sword. When his slender and delicate fingers grasped the Gao Tian Mace in an instant, he did not get injured, but rather used more force to try to take the mace away from me!
"Go!" A cold, harsh, and piercing roar sounded. It was strange yet familiar in a way.
I didn't want to be distracted, but something beside me caught my peripheral vision!
Wu Ling's surroundings were full of ghost mist, and the mist spread to our side. I could see that a large number of green ghosts were tearing at Wu Ling, but they did not manage to tear his body apart. He was covered in a large number of Shuangxian er, who were struggling and surging out, resisting those green ghosts.
As for Wei Youming, directly in front of Wu Ling, a foreboding ghost face appeared on Wu Ling's face. No, it was a head!
The head of Tian Shou Dao Ren!
That was not the complete form of Tian Shou Dao Ren, it was a residual soul.
The residual soul within that head from before.
Wu Ling not only utilized him entirely, but also did not waste this residual soul!
The ghost head was roaring right at Wei Youming!
Wei Youming's hands were tightly gripping the sides of the ghost head, and both sides were locked in a tense stalemate!
The situation is also in a stalemate here!
No, it's not a stalemate, I'm going to lose hold of both of these weapons!
"Luoxian Shen, it seems that Mao You San is not willing to tell you anything."
"He, dare not approach me within three meters, how can you be so bold?"
"Are you born as a calf that does not fear tigers?"
The long-faced man suddenly smiled oddly. The force in his hands was no longer to seize the Gao Tian Mace and Gao Tian Sword but to tear them apart.
His body is taller than mine, and his arms are longer. This tearing apart happened instantly, exposing my chest and... he's still pulling hard, as if I don't let go, he will pull my arms off in an instant!
He still appeared light-hearted, not the slightest bit strained, and not worried about Wu Ling at all.
"Resistance? Keep resisting, I'll see how much change there is in Mao You San's hands?"
"Use all your changes quickly, otherwise, you'll die."
The long-faced man's face was full of mockery and a bit of joy.
"Receiving the Sanmáo True King smoothly and conveniently capturing Wu Ling's child, who really wants you, I feel that the heaven is letting me too smoothly. For a moment, I feel a bit unstable."
He spoke, and I let out a loud roar. I suddenly kicked my lower body up!
My entire body twisted in an odd manner, and my arms were nearly deformed by the force.
From the bottom to the top of my body, I forcefully kicked him in the chin with my feet!
"Okay, as you said, hit the head!" A low growl, accompanied by the scream of pain.
In the crisp sound, my feet were heavily stamped on his chin!
His hands, which were holding the Gao Tian Sword and the Gao Tian Mace, suddenly loosened, and he stepped back.
In mid-air, I performed a twirl and landed, but my hands were still shaking uncontrollably. It felt like just a little more and my arms would have been really pulled off.
Breathing heavily, I stared at him intensely.
He stepped back several steps. His normally smooth chin was now concave, with a visible indentation where the bone had broken.
His face twisted into a hideous and angry expression!
"You, are going to die." He struggled to speak, but his voice became indistinct and slurred.
"You were just going to kill me, right? Why are you talking nonsense?" I replied coldly.
