The evil master of Maoshan ghost road comes out of the mountain

Chapter 438 Yan Ruo's Assassin
The Lei Jie Monument gradually disappeared bit by bit, turning into a beam of blue, red, yellow, white, and black light, which penetrated from Pang Kang's five fingertips respectively. The speed was not fast, but the familiar sight disappeared. .

It's just a stone tablet full of cracks, how could there be such an unimaginable phenomenon?Pang Kang frowned, unable to understand why.

Lei Jiebei turned into colorful rays of light and went straight into Pang Kang's body, strung around in Pang Kang's body without stopping, as if he wanted to make a revolution in Pang Kang's body.

Upon discovering this situation, Pang Kang's eyes widened immediately. His body, which was already disordered enough, was now even more disordered than hemp rope.

There are five different auras in the body, such as Buddha, Dao, demon, ghost, and zombie, but at this time they are all mixed together, completely messed up by the five different-colored gases that infiltrated the body just now.

Not only that, Pang Kang could clearly feel his blood flow speed up, his heart beating at seven or eight hundred per minute, and his meridians were swollen and painful, as if they were about to explode. Wherever the gas passed, it made Pang Kang miserable...

Pang Kang's face turned from white to blue and gradually became red and swollen, his expression was terrified, his eyes burst out, as if he was about to die.

Putting Emmanli down, Pang Kang couldn't help but sit back, covering his heart with his hands and gnashing his teeth, trying to forcibly control the disordered breath in his body, but there was a thunderous breath, and he was shocked to find that his body seemed to be no longer his own. Generally, not under his control at all.

"Go... have you gone crazy?" Pang Kang's first reaction was to go crazy, on the temples, on the neck, on the arms... There are many places where green energy protrudes, and some are even half a centimeter high. One can imagine how dangerous the crisis is. Terrible, if one is not careful, the primordial spirit may be completely destroyed, and the body may explode.

"This... what's wrong, master? Something is wrong." Wang Changwu and others stared blankly at Pang Kang's current actions. Even if they didn't say anything, the other disciples saw it.

Qin Rong couldn't bear it anymore, he didn't even look at Yan Ruo and the demon monk, he was going to help on foot, he didn't want to be held back by Cai Senyu.

"Little brother, don't be impulsive. The master became like this. It may be a flashback when the beast corpse exploded. Isn't the beast corpse unconscious? None of us can help the master now. Now that we have passed, we may be accidentally injured by the master." Cai Senyu explained.

According to the current situation, what Cai Senyu said makes sense. If so, wouldn't Emmanli be in danger?

Yan Ruo crossed her arms and focused all her attention on Pang Kang, but she didn't know why Pang Kang had such a painful expression, but this was the result she wanted.

"Can we do it? I'll find out where this kid's weakness is." The demon monk left without saying a word, and disappeared beside Yan Ruo in a blink of an eye.

Yan Ruo originally wanted to see how painful Pang Kang was, but it was too late to stop the demon monk...

Pang Kang, who was in pain, had no ability to resist. The demon monk stepped forward and kicked Pang Kang hard on the waist, and his whole body was kicked away.

However, this pain is nothing to Pang Kang at this time, the pain caused by Lei Jiebei in his body makes his life worse than death.

The body fell heavily to the ground, and Pang Kang still had a flushed and painful expression on his face; the demon monk snorted coldly, stepped forward, grabbed Pang Kang's collar and lifted it, and said coldly, "Pang Kang, you also have today? Now I will let you You taste the feeling that life is worse than death!"

As soon as the words fell, he let go of his grip on the collar, and grabbed Pang Kang's chest, face and thighs with such a speed that it was jaw-dropping.

It doesn't matter if it's not a test, when the demon monk stops, blood spurts out from all the parts that the demon monk grabs, and sprays on the demon monk's face; and Pang Kang slowly falls backwards.

The smile on the demon monk's face slowly emerged, and he laughed wildly, "The whole body is full of weaknesses, hahaha... Pang Kang, next year's today will be your taboo..."

Before the demon monk could speak, an unimaginable scene appeared. The wound he left on Pang Kang's body had stopped bleeding. Not only that, but the wound was also healing crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The demon monk was immediately stunned on the spot, his eyes were as big as an egg, his mouth was open, and he had almost forgotten what he was about to say just now.

At this time, the red and swollen color on Pang Kang's face gradually faded with the blood spurting out.

Pang Kang didn't know what the demon monk had done to him, but when he sprayed out the blood, he felt very comfortable all over his body, and the speed of blood flow slowly slowed down.

This temptation by the demon monk accidentally relieved Pang Kang's pain. If the demon monk knew about it, he wondered if the demon monk would slap himself hard.

"Monk, what are you still doing? Hurry up and kill him!" Yan Ruo Leng said, flashing to the side of the monk, wanting to say something to the monk, but seeing Pang Kang's whole body, except for some blood, there was no blood. See the slightest wound.

The speed of wound healing seems to be faster than that of Zhang Guangzong's test ten years ago, which has reached the point of being unscientific.

Yan Ruo was also stunned by the scene in front of her. She was still bleeding just now, but why was there no wound?Could it be...has he recovered?

"Black iron sword!" Yan Ruo was not as surprised as the demon monk, at least she had heard that Pang Kang's healing ability was extremely high; what she was worried about now was that Pang Kang had recovered, so she could only use a unique move to cut the mess quickly.

As soon as the words Xuantiejian were spoken, a black sword flew out of the crowd of Maoshan disciples, and it landed in Yan Ruo's hand in a blink of an eye.

No one knows that the black iron sword has been with Yan Ruo for thousands of years, and it has never been separated after being sealed in a crystal coffin; The owner of the Xuantie Sword will always be Yan Ruo; the Xuantie Sword is Yan Ruo's last trump card.

More than twenty people including Wang Changwu, Cai Senyu, Qin Jinrong, Chen Xilong, Qin Rong, and Liu Rui couldn't help but be amazed. The Xuantie sword cut iron like mud, not to mention the body of Pangkang's beast corpse, even Cai Senyu's sword body could be cut off at will. , Yan Ruo took out the black iron sword to kill Pang Kang.

"Come on, the black iron sword cuts the iron like mud, Yan Ruo is going to kill the master!" Cai Senyu said hastily.

Qin Rong gritted his teeth and launched the ghostly seven-star step. He had already prepared the talisman paper in his hand, and ran out of the Chaoyuan Temple, throwing the talisman paper in his hand into the sky, muttering the incantation of the twelve talisman array...

Twelve talisman papers surrounded Yan Ruo, the demon monk, and Pang Kang in the middle, and the speed was much faster than usual.

Looking at the twelve talisman papers floating around, the demon monk sneered, without even looking at Qin Rong, he said coldly, "How dare you use this little trick to make a fool of yourself? Break it for me!"

The demon monk let out a loud roar, and a powerful corpse aura surged, and the twelve talisman papers seemed to lose control, falling to the ground one after another.

Qin Rong felt the powerful gas coming, and he flew towards Chaoyuan Temple without warning, and fell at the feet of Cai Senyu and others. His chest felt tight and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The disparity in strength is too great, it is impossible for Qin Rong to be the opponent of the demon monk...

(End of this chapter)