One person is the ancestor of all Dharmas

Chapter 194 Death

"Damn it, how many traps have these guys set up in the mountains." Han Yin couldn't help but cursed angrily, his face a little ugly.

Ma Long on the side didn't feel anything, but the feeling of being played around is really not very comfortable.

It is clear that my side is the Tang Sect who is good at assassination and hiding. How come here, the enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light. This is not a good thing, it is very bad, very bad.

Because of triggering the trap several times, the four of them had to be divided into two teams to avoid taking too big of a target.

Instead of rushing forward at this time, it is better to wait quietly.

It stands to reason that this time is already the best time to hunt, how could those guys bear it.

At this moment, Ma Long's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a pair of hands slowly opening behind Han Yin's back. There was no body, just a pair of hands.

Ding--

With a flick of the wrist, the stab shot out.

I saw a black line drawn in the air, but in the end it was empty, the business card was fixed on the tree trunk, and did not attack the enemy.

At the same time, Han Yin also moved, and the pair of red hands recreated and forged with special materials attacked Ma Long's back. Ma Long thought that the enemy also appeared behind him.

After all, I don't have eyes on the back of my head, so I can't see clearly what's going on behind me, but I don't even notice that the other party has come so far.

The means of these guys are too weird.

Ma Long, who was thinking about others, noticed that Han Yin had distracting thoughts in his heart, but he didn't take it to heart. He only felt that the other party seemed to be in a hurry.

bump--

When Ma Long was hit by that heavy punch, there was only doubt in his eyes, why Han Yin would do anything to him.

lb--

Ma Long's body was slammed into the ground, and Han Yin couldn't help trembling when he looked at his fellow disciple who fell to the ground in front of him, and at his hand.

"Hey, is the new generation of the Tang Sect so capable?" Zang Bao hid in a tree, looking at the situation not far away, his heart was full of contempt.

Holding a heart thread in his hand, it belongs to Han Yin.

This guy's mind is too easy to move. Compared with the time when he fought against the old Tianshi before, he was in heaven and earth. Echoing the mind that is as solid as gold essence, this little guy's mind is as soft as cotton.

It's really boring to pick it up casually.

Zang Bao was a little emotional, it seemed that he had benefited a lot after that battle, and maybe there was a possibility of going further.

Just when I thought so, I suddenly woke up, how could I be distracted during the battle, it shouldn't be, there is a problem, there is definitely a problem!
A face emerged from the darkness behind the opponent, showing a somewhat evil smile, two stabs stretched out, stabbed them hard, piercing through the heart.

boom--

Zang Bao crushed the big tree with one foot, took advantage of the momentum and flew out, looked back in surprise and found that the one who attacked him was Ma Long who should have been smashed into the ground.

Then he looked back at the empty deep pit, and looked at Han Yin who was still confused, with the thread of heart still pulling in his hand.

There was only a snap, and it broke.

"I've said it before, I won't be a burden." Han Yin raised his head slowly, and looked at Zang Bao who showed his figure, and there was still a little bit of confusion in his eyes.

"Slot." Zang Bao cursed secretly, covered the two stabs stuck in his heart, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and it was only at this time that he didn't know he had been tricked.

But now it seems that it is too late to know, who would have guessed that this boy from the Tang Sect has learned the phantom body barrier, so he was negligent.

Although he avoided the vital point when he was in a hurry, there was a more troublesome thing waiting for him, the blood on his hand was black, that little bastard had poisoned things.

Ma Long looked at Zang Bao with an ugly face, but actually felt a little helpless in his heart, looking at his unsatisfactory hands.

The enemy is approaching, but he still dare not kill.

If you don't kill someone, you're killing yourself. You know this truth, but why can't you do it? It's clearly the best opportunity you have caught just now.

What a pity, what a pity.

But it's not bad, Tangmen's poison is not so easy to deal with, the poison painted on the thorns is enough for him to drink a pot.

"Marlon, be careful!"

"Huh?" Hearing the other party's yell, Ma Long suddenly felt ominous, and in the blind spot of his perspective, a pair of arms slowly spread out.

boom--

A ball of blood danced in front of Han Yin's eyes, and the headless corpse fell down straight in front of his eyes, and he couldn't utter a word with his mouth open.

I didn't have time to rush to help, and let the other party die in front of me like this.

"Fang Bu, you have to deal with this. I'm going back first. Tang Sect's poison is a bit hard to deal with." Zang Bao gritted his teeth in pain, waved his hand in the direction of the forest, and then prepared to walk back.

And above the treetops, a little bald head with white hair and pink face appeared, although he was still smiling, but his tone was a little contemptuous, "What a waste, Zang Bao, it's so gray that you didn't kill anyone!" Run back in a hurry, have no face?"

"Face? I'm going to lose my life." Zang Bao said angrily, and continued walking forward with a snort.

The two spoke in a relaxed tone, as if they were chatting about something unimportant, and at the same time, they didn't pay attention to the remaining one at all.

boom--

Suddenly, a black shadow fell down and landed in front of Zang Bao. Han Yin's eyes were red, as if he was about to breathe fire, and he stared at Zang Bao.

"All of you, don't want to live!" With a movement of Han Yin's body, a pair of big red hands split apart, and octopus-like tentacles danced wildly, each of which was as flexible as an arm.

bang bang bang bang—

Those tentacles slashed through the air, making a series of noises, the force was great, but the accuracy didn't seem to be enough.

Zang Bao clutched his wound and walked through the densely packed tentacles, always barely avoiding the past, but the wound was further pulled, and black blood flowed out.

Turning around in annoyance, Fang Bu disappeared again.

This guy is hiding again. He needs the right timing to make a move. If he doesn't wait for that time, he will never make a move.

Now that I want to leave, this guy looks like he wants to be buried with me. I'm afraid it's not easy to leave. We can only create opportunities for him, so that he is willing to help himself.

ten minutes later.

Han Yin's body was bombarded in pieces, but the tentacles on his hand also strangled Zang Bao so that he could not escape.

Zang Bao's complexion had turned purple and black, and the poison of his physical strength could not be suppressed at all. He looked in a certain direction, and looked at the little bald man who was sitting on the branch of a tree dangling his legs and refused to make a move.

This bastard, his mother...

(End of this chapter)