The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 1089 The Crisis Worse

"Maoshan technique, wind and snow!"

Zhu Yiweng's voice sounded from the old man's throat.

What shocked me at this moment was not only his skilled Maoshan technique handprints and spells that I was familiar with, but also his purple-black pustules that had completely healed.

Those pustules did not open again, nor did they bleed black blood, but completely healed.

The wounds were smoothed out, leaving only purple scars, and the purple-black flesh returned to the body, appearing extremely thick, completely enriching a dry old man into a burly giant.

Following the getting up of the corpse of old man Zhang, the whole yard fell into panic.

"Cheat the corpse!"

I don't know who yelled, and then the villagers could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts, and began to run away.

But, where can they escape?
Following Zhu Yiweng's spell, the entire courtyard seemed to become the coldest place in the world in an instant, with violent snowstorms, flying icicles, and strong hurricanes blowing towards the middle of the courtyard, before the fleeing villagers had time to escape When he left the yard, he was blown back by the strong wind.

The huge blizzard blew the villagers into gourds, and many of them had fainted. Even the eight coffin bearers couldn't bear the panic, and wanted to escape from this place at a loss.

It's so much fun now, I didn't expect Zhu Yiweng to be able to use Maoshan technique, and it's so powerful. In the same wind, snow and ice, the power he uses is much stronger than the power I use. This seems to be me Encountered a strong enemy again.

Well, my fate has always been so tragic. Whenever I don't meet someone who is stronger than me, then I must be grateful to his eight generations of ancestors.

What can I do now?I can no longer control the situation, so I can only deal with Zhu Yiweng first, to minimize casualties.

"Snow and ice, come!"

At this time, the Maoshan technique I can use is only powerful in Feng Xue Bing Tian, ​​so I can only use Feng Xue Bing Tian to deal with Zhu Yiweng's Feng Xue Bing Tian.

The difference with him is that I concentrated my Blizzard to one point and released it, or it is more appropriate to call it Blizzard.

Outside the house at this time, Li Guanyi also shouted at the same time: "Ni Mie."

Li Guanyi stretched his arms, and a few fist-sized red beads surged from his chest. When those beads turned, an atmosphere like burning blood was stirred up in the whole courtyard.

"stop!"

As he shouted, the few red beads protruding from his chest stopped rotating, and as the few beads slowly stopped rotating, the whole yard seemed to fall into a dead silence, the wind stopped, and the snow stopped , the rain stopped.

It was as if time had been controlled, and everything stood still.

The only one who didn't stand still was Li Guanyi.

I can clearly see that his face is aging, his skin is becoming dry, his hair seems to have lost its nutrients and becomes withered and yellow, and the ends of his hair turn white.

Except for those still piercing eyes and those few bright red beads, his whole body is slowly aging.

Li Guanyi used his nirvana to delay the lethality of the wind, snow and ice, protecting these villagers from life-threatening danger.

Qian Yongzhen stood behind him, Yun Yun raised her little hand, and the four imps formed a dark mist, surrounding Qian Yongzhen.

But even so, some villagers still fainted under the attack of the wind and snow. Yun Yun's four little ghosts were also ghosts, and they could barely survive this kind of suppressive Taoism. If it weren't for Li Guanyi's death technique His help, I am afraid that it will be annihilated in a short moment.

The situation at this moment is changing too fast, all I can do is release my own wind, snow and ice, and I don't know how to deal with Zhu Yiweng anymore, or in other words, I don't have the skills to deal with Zhu Yiweng anymore .

Without mana, I still have a body, looking at the comatose and howling villagers in the yard, watching Li Guanyi's slow aging, how can I let these innocent villagers and my companions die slowly in front of my eyes like this?

"Yun Ruo, help me!"

Silently chanting Yun Ruo's name in my heart, I threw myself at Zhu Yiweng. I wanted to stop Zhu Yiweng's technique with my flesh and blood, even if I died, I would have no regrets.

When I rushed in front of Zhu Yiweng, I realized that I seemed to be a little too pessimistic, because Zhu Yiweng seemed to have exhausted his skills after performing the wind, snow and ice, and his current state seemed to be no better than me How many.

I quickly realized that under the influence of Liu Zhihui's Feng Shui Bureau, under the heavy blow of Daxiong's Buddhist name, under the restraint of Li Guanyi's death technique, and under my repeated blows, even if Wuyan was reborn, he would have to What's more, he is an old ghost who borrowed a dead body to revive his soul. This dead body is not his own. How could he fit in so quickly, and then display the ability to destroy people with a snap of his fingers?
In the final analysis, I still lack a certain understanding of the strength of our small team. The so-called two fists can't beat four hands, and a good dog can't stand a pack of wolves. Everyone in our small team has everyone's ability. Once combined, as long as they don't touch Those at the level of Shanghan Luhuo should have the strength to fight.

"Ning family physical skills, explode!"

'Boom', when I was stepping, I used the Ning family's physical skills to punch Old Man Zhang's arm, and Old Man Zhang also punched me at the same time.

Our two bodies almost collided, and my whole body felt as if I had been swung by a sledgehammer, and my whole body flew upside down.

Zhu Yiweng controlled the old man Zhang's body and quickly pursued him. Under his control, the bodies of the eight strong men who couldn't lift were walking like flying, attacking me like a martial arts master.

This old guy not only knows Taoism, but also has first-class kung fu, and there is a sense of simplicity in every gesture. If it weren't for the uncoordinated figure of old man Zhang, Zhu Yiweng's fists and feet might be as powerful as a great master.

It's over, I can't fight the opponent with spells, and I can't beat the opponent. Is this the rhythm of annihilation?
Zhuge Liang has only left Qishan seven times before his ambitions have not been fulfilled. I am a hero and burst into tears this is the first time I have been a teacher?

Well, it's really a bit thick-skinned to compare myself with that great immortal Zhuge Wuhou. I'm a tragedy maker, so I can only compare and chat like this at this time.

With three or five punches, I was beaten back frequently by Zhu Yiweng. A few hits turned me into a dog with a pinched tail, so I had to hide.

Don't ask me why I don't work hard, hard work also pays attention to skills, okay?Only when you fight well can you solve the problem, but if you don't fight well, what's the difference between just sacrificing that idiot?
Just when I was already in a predicament, looking around for opportunities to do my best, a stronger sense of crisis suddenly made the hairs all over my body explode.

(End of this chapter)