Jiayou's Fun

Panman vomited blood and flew back.

This time, he was really beaten until he vomited blood. It was not the blood forced out by him during the fight at Green Willow Tower.

A master is definitely no match for you... hoohoo!

The Panman flew in the air, vomiting blood and screaming.

He brought more than a hundred barbarian soldiers. Among these barbarian soldiers, several men with gray hair, short stature, and were in their fifties were hissing at the same time. They tore off the animal skins and soft armor on their bodies, revealing dense patterns. Qing's chest.

Amidst the roars, the flesh on the chests of several men squirmed, and with a few pops, holes as thick as fingers exploded in their chests. A dozen blood-colored centipedes with membrane wings on their backs flew through the air with their tips screaming. out.

Lu Qian's face was twisted, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Lu Qian had seen relevant records about Nanman State's Insect Master in some strange books. This was the most frightening existence in Nanman State.

In Nanman State, he provoked the local princes, local kings, chieftains and other local snakes. The worst thing he could do was to be chopped into meat sauce and fed to the dogs.

But if you offend these weird and unpredictable insect masters, they have the means to make you unable to survive, and they habitually implicate the nine tribes, and even the neighbors on the left and right will not let you go.

If you offend them, they will die in all kinds of strange and tragic ways!

Look at these guys, they are actually raising centipedes in the flesh and blood of their chests!

The figure flying from the woods gave a weird laugh, and more than a dozen centipedes flew over. He stretched out his right hand casually, and with a touch of his index finger, along with the sharp sound of breaking through the air, there were strips of faint blood like rainstorms. , beating the dozens of centipedes to pieces.

The centipede's dark green flesh fell to the ground and burned, making the ground chichi, which showed how toxic it was.

The figure laughed wildly, flew forward, and caught up with Panman in an instant. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Panman's head: What you just used was the Reincarnation Staff Technique? Hehe, you broke the rules first. You can’t blame me for bullying the small!”

The figure grabbed Panman's head, shook him hard, and slammed him to the ground.

If it fell hard, it would be strange that Panman would not die.

A breeze blew by, and Panman's body had just been thrown down from the air. It was still a few feet above the ground. Lu Qian rushed to him in the flowing wind, grabbed his belt with one hand, spun around a few times, and pulled The terrifying strength in his body dissolves the invisible.

casually throwing Panman backward, Lu Qian shouted sternly: Take Panman away!

Before he finished speaking, the dark figure who made the sudden attack rubbed his hands together, and large bloody flames spurted out from between his fingers. His palms were like soldering irons, carrying an oppressive high temperature and a suffocating smell of poisonous gas. He took a photo of Lu Qian.

In the air everywhere, there is a faint hint of inspiration that probably only accounts for less than 1% of Lu Qian's backyard.

The black shadow struck, and the power within his body flowed. Behind him, a very light blood-colored mist swirled, turning into a ferocious human figure covered in blood, about one foot tall, overlooking Lu Qian's silent roar.

Lu Qian raised his hands.

In the Tanzhong acupoint, half a sesame-sized piece of Guixu Immortal Essence evaporated, and a purple-black fairy light filled his body. He also made a mistake with his hands, and large black and blue water waves spurted out from between his fingers. He met the palm that hit his head with a blow.

There was a loud noise, and the surrounding ground cracked. The chaotic air waves exploded into waves of earth. The ground within a radius of ten feet was torn to pieces. A figure was lifted up by the force of the earthquake, more than ten feet high, below Lu Qian's knees. , was submerged into the hard frozen soil.

His arms were burning, and a terrible poisonous power eroded crazily along the meridians of his arms.

Lu Qian groaned, his body shook, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The thrown figure flew back more than thirty feet and landed heavily like a meteorite. With a muffled sound, his legs plunged deeply into the hard frozen soil.

Junior!

The man roared in a low voice, and a trace of blood slowly flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

This is a middle-aged man who is nine feet five inches tall, tall and thin, with blue-gray skin, long hair, and a bloody shirt. There is an evil spirit rising around him.

A touch of blood lingered behind him, and the bloody and ferocious figure became more solid.

Invisible hurricanes swirled around the middle-aged man. On the ground, traces half a foot deep were torn open by the invisible evil energy.

Lu Qian took a deep breath, and the Guixu Immortal Energy surged in the Tanzhong Point, and the heat poison that invaded the body was eliminated bit by bit.

The essence of Guixu Immortal Yuan is obviously much higher than the heat poison cultivated by this middle-aged man. Although Lu Qian's cultivation is more than one level weaker than the other party, the heat poison that invades the body is very well controlled by Guixu Immortal Yuan. The suppression did not cause any substantial harm to him, but only consumed some blood energy.

Who is coming? Tell me your name!

Lu Qian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly: In broad daylight, you dare to attack and kill the Duke of the current dynasty and the prince of Chiyang. Do you want to rebel?

Leshan, whose limbs were broken by Panman's Samsara Staff, lay on the ground and laughed wildly: Uncle Master, you came just in time. I owe someone a life. They want me to kill this Lu Qian. Please help me kill him. Kill him!

The middle-aged man panted heavily, pulled his legs out of the frozen soil, and slowly walked towards Lu Qian step by step.

As he approached, the ferocious bloody figure behind him squirmed slightly. Suddenly, the bloody figure grew a new head and arms, turning into a strange figure with three heads and six arms.

Panman, who was surrounded by a group of barbarian soldiers and retreated sharply, saw this scene. His eyes widened and he took a sharp breath: Brother, be careful, this is, this is... If I remember correctly, This is what Master told me...the Nine Tribulations Demonic Body!

They are the devils from Blood Soul Temple.

The Blood Soul Temple and I, the Diamond Temple, are sworn enemies!

The middle-aged man's eyes gradually lit up, and a three-inch long gloomy blood spurted out. Hearing Panman's roar, the middle-aged man grinned strangely: What nonsense did the thief Bald from the Vajra Temple teach you, the younger generation?

A mortal feud?

Hey, do you know that according to the secret agreement of the three religions, the spiritual power of heaven and earth collapsed, and the three religions of Demon, Taoism, and Buddhism escaped from the world, leaving only the outer sect to walk in the secular world and monitor the world.

According to the secret agreement of the three religions, the three religions are strictly forbidden to attack each other, otherwise they will be severely punished.

You, the Vajra Temple, are a thief of Buddhism and Taoism, and I, the Blood Soul Temple, are the orthodox demons. You, the little bald donkey of the Vajra Temple, maliciously ambushed my walking disciple Leshan of the Blood Soul Temple, Hao Jing. Hehe, it was you who took the initiative. Then Don't blame me, I will follow the secret agreement and punish you severely.

Countless thoughts flashed through Lu Qian's head.

He also pulled his feet out of the frozen soil and slowly stepped back step by step. He looked at the middle-aged man and sneered: There are at least a thousand people in Baimafang who testified that it was Leshan who took the initiative to provoke me and lure me away. Come to the wilderness and kill.

The middle-aged man laughed wildly: Witnesses? Leshan, do those witnesses dare to testify against you?

Leshan laughed proudly: Uncle, don't worry. As long as Lu Qian and this Panman are dead, who in Haojing City will dare to testify against me because of two dead people? No matter what, I am the nephew of the Queen Mother and the cousin of the Emperor. Brother!

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction. He smiled at Lu Qian and said, So, as long as you are dead, it will be fine. Well, your kid's claws are a bit hard, and the nights are long and you have many dreams. I have to kill you quickly.

The spirit of heaven and earth is broken. If it takes too much effort, it will be too difficult to replenish it. After all, we are not in our own mountain gate.

But it shouldn't take much effort, right?

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, and the human figure with three heads and six arms behind him suddenly condensed into a bloody entity.

With a loud roar, the three-headed and six-armed humanoid was ignited with a faint blood flame, and each of the six arms had a strange-looking skull sword. The figure broke away from behind the middle-aged man and turned into an afterimage. He rushed in front of Lu Qian in an instant. The six long swords brought countless bloody sword lights and smashed them towards Lu Qian's head and face.

At the same time, two sarcomas the size of a human head swelled up on the middle-aged man's back. With a popping sound, blood splashed everywhere, and two strong arms grew out of the two sarcomas.

The middle-aged man flew towards Lu Qian, and his four arms brought up countless fist shadows, which were smashed down like a storm.

Lu Qian felt a terrible pressure coming over him.

The middle-aged man's cultivation was too strong, and he was far better than Lu Yi by more than one level. Moreover, the fighting method used by the opponent was definitely not the martial arts of today, but the 'secret technique of the immortal way'.

How many days has it been since Lu Qian cultivated the Wulianggui Ruins Body?

He has not yet begun to practice seriously the secret skills of the Immortal Way corresponding to the Wulianggui Ruxu Body.

Facing the sky full of sword lights and fist shadows, Lu Qian could only step on the flowing wind and fly backwards at full speed.

Even though he retreated quickly, the three sword rays still hit Lu Qian's body, and he also received two solid punches from the middle-aged man.

The sword light left three half-inch deep wounds on Lu Qian's body, and the heavy punch made Lu Qian's bones crack and he vomited blood. His steps suddenly became scattered, his body was like a floating leaf, and his backward trajectory became erratic. , the speed also suddenly slowed down.

Seeing that Lu Qian was about to be overwhelmed by the middle-aged man's fist shadow and sword light, from the woods a few miles away, a tall, skinny figure like a skeleton strode out of the woods.

With a single step, he walked forward for more than a mile, giving him a strange feeling of shrinking into an inch.

As soon as he appeared in Lu Qian's field of vision, he suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man.

Shi Xie didn't make any sound, let alone say hello. The index and middle fingers of his right hand suddenly turned into dark gold, and were even more densely covered with layers of fine Vajra Buddha seals. He stabbed the middle-aged man in the back of his heart with one finger.

The middle-aged man was completely unaware.

Lying on the ground, the detective stretched his neck and screamed at Leshan who was looking over: Uncle, be careful!

The middle-aged man was shocked and moved. He didn't care about killing Lu Qian. He struck hard behind him with all four arms at the same time. The three-headed and six-armed figure also turned around, and the waterfall-like bloody sword light struck Shi evil fiercely.

With a 'puff' sound, the dark golden fingers pierced the middle-aged man's body. Lu Qian could clearly see that on the chest of the middle-aged man facing him, two finger prints were raised more than an inch high.

The middle-aged man vomited blood: Vajra Tribulation Finger...which old prime minister is this?