Please calm down your anger

Chapter 34

"It's An Shusheng!"

Xiao Qingman's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the flying sword behind her was buzzing and trembling.

Wang Xuan also stretched out his hand and removed the bow and arrow from his back.

Although he didn't know what the demon was doing, but the tattoo of the three-eyed Taoist squirmed slowly, giving him an indescribable feeling of heart palpitations, it's better to attack from a distance first.

"Wait a moment……"

Li Shouxin hurriedly stopped everyone, "Don't do anything yet!"

He stared at the front and said in a deep voice: "That is the technique of stabbing the gods, the secret technique of the Buddhist art. The monks of that school often stab the king of heaven and the picture of Shura behind their backs to obtain supernatural powers. The folk tattooing technique of sealing ghosts also comes from this .”

"No wonder An Shusheng wanted a blood sacrifice. It turned out that he wanted to revive Yixuan evil god, bless his body with the stabbing technique, and avert a catastrophe..."

Wang Xuan suddenly realized, "What the Daoist said is that instead of dealing with the unknown earth demon, it is better to deal with this demon way, with greater confidence."

"Yes."

Li Shouxin seemed relieved, "The stabbing technique is no small matter. Once successful, it will be difficult for the evil god to get out of his skin. This mysterious plan will eventually be plotted by others."

Everyone also saw the clue at this moment.

Although An Shusheng turned his back to them, he was trembling and sweating profusely, and ignored their arrival, as if he was enduring great pain.

And the three-eyed Taoist tattoo on his back came alive, his eyes glowed with red blood, and he was twisting and struggling, as if he was about to break out.

"What if the power of the demon way increases greatly and escapes?" Xiao Qingman clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

"Trap him first!"

Wang Xuan said in a deep voice: "Everyone, use whatever means you can."

Li Chunniang nodded and took a step forward, the three incense sticks in her hands spontaneously ignited in the absence of wind, and at the same time pinched the magic formula: "There is an incense hall for the five immortals, and the hall is dedicated to the five immortals. Li Chunniang, a disciple of the eleventh generation, respectfully invites Third Brother Chang to come to the upper body!"

After finishing speaking, her eyes suddenly turned into ice-cold snake eyes, the corners of her mouth cracked in an astonishing arc, and her voice became a man: "Hiss... this thing is hard to deal with."

Then he patted the gourd on his back, and a large amount of cold white mist spewed out from his mouth, which condensed and did not disperse, wrapped in thousands of silver needles sprinkled from the gourd, winding out like a giant python, coiling around An Shusheng into a snake formation .

Squeak!

The mice in the burrow suddenly went crazy, and rushed out to attack the ice mist silver needle snake array, but they froze into lumps of ice and fell to the ground as soon as they touched it.

Third Brother Chang on Li Chunniang sneered and said, "Hiss...I have practiced this cold qi for a hundred years, and no amount of rats can bite it through. Hiss...but I can only freeze that person."

"Five Immortals Hall is a good method."

Li Laodao sighed in admiration, and then jumped up. When he landed, five small bronze swords appeared in his hands.

Buzz!
The five small bronze swords trembled at the same time, with the same frequency.

Strange to say, once the formation was completed, those mice seemed to be completely invisible, they ran wildly in a hurry, and crawled everywhere in a short while.

Chen Qiong kicked the nearby mouse away, and said with a frown, "It is rumored that An Shusheng was reincarnated from a demon mouse. Now it seems that it is probably true."

Xiao Qingman took a deep breath, his eyes were full of resentment: "That's not true, he is the son of my uncle. He was stolen by the enemy since he was a child and thrown in the gutter. He somehow survived and even learned to communicate with mice."

"My uncle searched hard for more than 20 years. He was almost insane. When he found him, he had become a cultivator and was hunted down by the Taiyin Gate. My uncle rescued him and brought him back to the gate. Who knew that he secretly poisoned him... "

Having said that, she clenched her fists tightly, making it difficult to continue talking.

Chen Qiong opened his mouth and sighed speechlessly.

Although Wang Xuan was surprised by his demon background, he was thinking about other things.

To deal with zombies outside, the military formation is very powerful, but after entering the Yin Temple, everything is very passive. Whether it is detection, trapping the enemy, or information analysis, it depends on the Jing Yaosi.

The method of military cultivation is too single, and in those large legions, there are naturally all kinds of talents gathered, but he started from scratch, and Yong'an is located in a remote place, so he can only find another way.

No matter how strong the deduction disk of the way of heaven is, it also needs skills and secret techniques.

It seems that in the future, it is inevitable to deal with people from the Jianghu...

……

Just as everyone was getting ready, there was a change in An Shusheng's side.

I saw the Taoist tattooed on his back, and the eyes were bloody. At the same time, An Shusheng's fat body began to shrink slowly, and his whole body became thinner.

Li Laodao's eyes were filled with brilliance, "He has succeeded, and he is making offerings with his own flesh and blood. Let's do it!"

boom!
As soon as the words fell, Li Chunniang pinched the formula.

The giant white cold mist python suddenly opened its mouth wide, enveloping An Shusheng in one fell swoop, and the ice condensed, forming a lump of ice more than half a meter thick.

At the same time, all the thousands of silver needles pierced his body, like a giant python wrapped around him, constantly shrinking.

This is simply the ultimate torture, the imagination is frozen by the cold, and the acupoints are pricked by thousands of needles, even a monk who refines and transforms qi can't stand it.

However, the sight in front of them surprised everyone.

The silver needle couldn't pierce An Shusheng's skin, and began to twist while crunching, and cracks appeared in the ice lump.

"Don't think about it!"

Brother Chang's eyes on Li Chunniang were full of killing intent, and he sprayed out a cold mist again, trying to strengthen the ice layer.

But it was too late.

boom!
The ice cubes exploded and shattered ice splashed everywhere.

The strange thing is that those shattered ice blocks were blocked by some kind of force when they passed over the formation formed by Li Laodao, and fell to the ground with a crash.

The spell was broken, and Li Chunniang spat out blood. Fortunately, the third brother of the Xianjia Chang was still on her body, and drew out the soft sword at her waist with a hasty clang.

Li Laodao quickly squeezed the formula and said in a deep voice: "The stabbing technique is really extraordinary. I'm afraid that the five-element formation of Pindao will not be trapped for long. Everyone, copy it!"

When everyone heard the words, they were alert.

This is the case in the struggle between rivers and lakes. Various schools have various and complicated spells, with all kinds of strange things. Some can have a certain killing effect, but some are restrained by others.

"Hee hee...hahaha..."

In the formation formed by Li Laodao, An Shusheng got up slowly, twisted his neck a few times weirdly, turned his head and looked at the crowd and smiled: "To deal with the old zombie or me, you can only choose one. It seems , I bet right."

"An Shusheng!"

Xiao Qingman's eyes were full of resentment, her sword fingers froze, and the flying sword behind her was buzzing and trembling, as if it was about to burst out at any moment.

An Shusheng grinned and threw a peanut into his mouth, chewed and said with a smile: "Student of the old Taoist nun, you should thank me for getting the flying sword, or else with your aptitude... Tsk tsk, Lu Lufuzhi You haven't learned the technique yet, how many swords can you use?"

Seeing that Xiao Qingman was about to explode, Wang Xuan snorted coldly, "Don't be distracted by him!"

As soon as the words fell, An Shusheng chuckled, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, the tattoos spread upward with a strange black and red light, and waved forward casually.

Bang bang bang!
After several consecutive explosions, the talisman sword planted by Li Laodao shattered instantly.

Before everyone could react, a ghostly black figure rushed towards them with strange laughter.

So fast!

Wang Xuan's pupils shrank, and while he put down the bow and arrow in his hand, he hooked his toe, and the rotten silver spear flew up immediately, and was held in his hand, and the shadow of the spear was like rain in an instant.

Everyone attacked An Shusheng with their weapons at the same time.

But this fellow was much faster than the Wu family brothers. First he bent down to avoid the Ugly Buddha's giant axe, and then turned around to avoid Chen Qiong's long sword.

He did not attack Wang Xuan, but instead turned around and rushed towards Li Chunniang.

In mid-air, the tattoos on his back were bleeding profusely. An Shusheng also stretched out his right hand. His black nails looked like zombies, and black mist billowed in his palm, and he grabbed Li Chunniang's head.

Wang Xuan let out a cold snort, and the two stunts of fighting and gaining momentum erupted at the same time, the rotten silver spear instantly accelerated, and stabbed An Shusheng on the back with a bang.

This guy turned his back on him, just looking for a fight!

However, the moment the spear was pierced, Wang Xuan's heart skipped a beat.

The attack with two superimposed special skills can't penetrate the opponent's skin...

(End of this chapter)