Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 109 Appearance
The water flowed away.

Zhao Qianwu fell to the ground, and the moment he regained his sanity, the severe pain from all over his body made him gasp.

Looking up, he saw Yan Jing flying out from the Spring Willow Pavilion, and raised his hand and threw several talismans towards the roof of the tavern beside him.

The cyan wind blade and several fireballs bombed repeatedly, causing smoke and dust to rise everywhere.

Yan Jing also took this opportunity to rush to Zhao Qianwu's side, and asked in a deep voice,
"Have you recovered?"

"What happened to me just now. My five senses are blinded. Are there other enemies nearby?"

He took out the healing potion and pills from the space and swallowed them. Realizing his poor condition, Zhao Qianwu frowned.

"Your old enemies don't know what method they used to form an alliance with the idiot. They are responsible for your injuries."

Yan Jing tried to explain the current situation in simple language, and then asked,

"The situation is very unfavorable, can you still fight now?"

"Although I really want to say that I can fight, but... I have to find a chance to evacuate and join Yu Zhen and the others first."

Black mist was still rising from the wounds on his left arm and side waist, and pus and blood had flowed out of the turned flesh and blood, making Zhao Qianwu's face pale.

Although he really wanted to kill He Jianbing, Zhao Ganwu was obviously not a reckless man. In the current situation, forcing him to stay and fight would only kill him.

"It's not that easy to get out."

Yan Jing waved the Yanyue knife, cast his eyes on the two people who broke through the smoke and dust from the roof of the tavern, and suddenly moved to Zhao Qianwu's side, and whispered a few words.

"you sure?"

Zhao Qianwu asked in surprise.

"If you stay here, it will only make me more difficult to use."

Handing over the satchel at her waist, Yan Jing responded.

"Heh, I've been guarding you here for half an hour, but unexpectedly only two people came. Why, the team dispersed after only one day?"

His hands kept forming seals, and a black and purple talisman vaguely appeared on the forehead of the short and fat man beside him. He Jianbing looked at Zhao Ganwu who was already using a knife to remove the carrion from the wound, and said with a sneer,
"It's useless, those arrows are all attached to the idiot's blood, and the poison inside is not so easy to unravel."

"You can actually control the evil?"

Noticing He Jianbing's tricks, Yan Jing frowned, and quickly glanced back at the evil creature that came out of the Spring Willow Pavilion. The latter had no talisman on its forehead, and its trajectory did not merge with He Jianbing's. Meaning, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately shouted in a muffled voice,
"Huying, take him away!"

As soon as the words fell, the satchel swelled immediately, and Hu Ying jumped out of it, and his figure quickly swelled into the shape of a cheetah.

One of the powerful features of the riding seal is that it can change the size of the target to a certain extent. After Hu Ying has digested the spirit of He Bo, its ability is enough to temporarily serve as a mount.

Zhao Qianwu didn't talk nonsense, he glanced at Yan Jing's back, turned around and lay on Hu Ying's back, and jumped onto the house beside him.

In a blink of an eye, it disappeared from the field of vision.

To Yan Jing's surprise, He Jianbing had no intention of catching up, but instead looked at the former with a sneer on his face,
"You think I'm going after that half-crippled guy?"

"So against me?"

"There are five Ember Apostles who participated in this operation. After Zhao Qianwu suffered that blow, he is lucky to be able to retain [-]% of his combat power for a while. As long as we kill you, I will let them three tonight." Even more dead, not to mention that dilapidated pagoda, the Buddha can't keep it either!"

As long as the incident in the other world is not over, He Jianbing thinks that he will have a chance to settle accounts with Zhao Qianwu, so he looks away from Yan Jing and lands on the evil spirit behind him.

Its eyes stared at Chitong, as if it was watching something.

Sure enough, there is no fuel-efficient lamp.
There is another important reason for not chasing Zhao Qianwu, that is, if he leaves, the idiot must follow, otherwise he will lose control, and he is not here just to kill people.

"It seems that you can only control one evil spirit at most."

Yan Jing said suddenly.

"As long as I get rid of you, I have plenty of time to solve it."

Raising his hand forward, the short and fat man beside He Jianbing suddenly looked up at Yan Jing, and almost at the same time, the latter's body was wrapped in a layer of beige mist, and he froze in place.
"What an idiot, I really don't know that your support is on the way, I have a few words with you, just to complete the arrangement."

After finishing the words, the short and fat man stuffed two strings of candied haws with a stick into his mouth, and immediately ran towards Yan Jing, and in the process, his figure also changed.

The short jacket on his body was squeezed away by the fat that was glowing with yellow oil, and his naked bloated body had no abnormal limbs, and he staggered even more when he walked, as if he was not even walking steadily.

But it was such a stupid-looking monster, where the falling rainwater began to float up where it passed, the southeast wind suddenly blew to the northwest, and the bricks and stones all over the ground collapsed into large clouds of dust.

He Jianbing in the back looked at this scene and felt complacent. His previous speculation was indeed correct. This extraterrestrial event was tailor-made for him. If he brought any of these evil spirits back to the present world, he would immediately become a The gods that those ants worship!

His gaze was firmly fixed on Yan Jing, whose five senses were sealed off, starting from this "bald sword fairy"!
At this time, the idiot boy who had already shown his body approached Yan Jing, and the facial features on his face had disappeared at some point, leaving only a wriggling mass of rotten flesh, and when he raised his hands, the palms were suddenly It opened its fang-covered mouthparts, spit out a large group of black jelly, and flocked to Yanjing, which was shrouded in mist.

But before its attack hit, two light golden rays of light flashed in the mist.

He Jianbing, who was more than ten meters away, froze, only feeling tingling and numb all over his body like an electric shock, and an inexplicable sense of fear churned in his mind.

What is going on?

Looking up suddenly, the pupils shrank suddenly.

A sharp claw covered with dark blue scales protruded out of the mist, directly pressed the head of Chitong's real body, and suppressed it on the ground of the long street in an instant.

The moment the body collided with the masonry, dozens of long and narrow cracks opened on the ground, and there was a bang!

He Jianbing only felt that something was wrong, and wanted to step forward to join the battle, when he saw that the beautiful girl in front of the Chunliu Pavilion seemed to be stimulated by something, and crazily rushed to Yan Jing's position.

The wind and rain within a radius of tens of meters converged under the traction of some force, and the faint blue water mist permeated everywhere.

What He Jianbing could see now were only three huge figures colliding together in the mist, among which the most muscular figure was obviously one against two, stirring up the rainwater with every move, beating the other two evil spirits .

There are undoubtedly two evil spirits here, and who is the remaining figure?
Is that a Taoist priest named Raja?

Can he actually withstand the joint attack of two evil spirits?

You must know that although it is not yet the third day and the Ghost Festival has not officially started, but the combination of the strange abilities of these two evil spirits should crush and kill an ember apostle without breaking a sweat.

This is also the greatest confidence that He Jianbing was able to let go of Zhao Qianwu calmly.
No matter what, this guy in front of him must die here!

Seeing Yan Jing's ability, He Jianbing felt more and more important to kill this person, but he rushed forward halfway, and the huge figure fighting the two evil spirits disappeared in an instant.

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and He Jianbing was stiff at this moment.

Behind him, a muscular figure appeared.

Sen Leng's murderous intent was cast in his light golden eyes.

The crimson Crescent Moon Knife is particularly eye-catching in the mist.

(End of this chapter)