Song Yuanshan felt powerless for the first time. There was an idea in his mind that Taoist magic was not as good as witchcraft in Miao.

However, as one of the seven Taoist families, the Song family leader is not clay kneaded, but also has his own means of pressing the bottom of the box.

Qiu HongMian's intensified playing style aroused his anger.

"Dame, you asked for it."

Suddenly, I saw his whole body had an unknown expansion, his face was red, his cheeks were bulging, and he was standing there motionless.

Qiuhongmian looks happy, and immediately controls the palm of his hand which constantly protrudes from the ground, attacking the lower body of song Yuanshan, "the old guy, go to die."

"Is it?"

Song Yunshan suddenly raised his eyes, eyes full of blood, blood red blood as the devil.

Then he spat out a mouthful of blood and touched the palm of his hand.

Zizi

That black palm seems to have been the ultimate devastation, squeak, in an instant into a mass of ashes, gone with the wind.

And this is far from over. I can see that song Yuanshan is still spouting blood.

One bite.

Two.

……

Ten.

The extreme bleeding made him pale, but the effect was surprisingly good.

Those magic insects from the palm of the palm of the extreme blow, followed by the ashes, no longer exist.

"Well?"

Qiuhongmian's face was startled, and her body was constantly shaking. She spit out a mouthful of blood, black and black.

This is a kind of regurgitation, so that she suffered a lot of internal injury.

She looked at Song Yuanshan in disbelief, "we husband and wife for many years, why didn't you use this method?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Once song Yuanshan was successful, he immediately laughed wildly, just like a demon, "everyone has the means to suppress the bottom of the box. If it is not necessary, who will use it easily?"

He knew that it was a way to burn his mental strength. Moreover, he would hurt the enemy a thousand and lose eight hundred himself.

Their whole body potential will also be burned, damaging Shou yuan.

However, facing the crisis of life and death at the moment, he could not care so much. Even if he had to live 10 or 20 years less, he would have to wipe out the evil qiuhongmian thoroughly to relieve his hatred.

At the moment, there is no relationship between husband and wife, and there is no saying of mercy.

Autumn red cotton Leng Leng Leng, complexion puzzled, "Song Yuanshan, all to this time, is not willing to hand over longan?"

"Laozi tells you that longan no longer exists. Xiao Chen, the new leader of Wulin, sent the Dragon riding army to steal it when the Song family was in chaos."

Song Yuanshan told the truth that she wanted to be angry with qiuhongmian and suppressed her spirit.

You should know that once people are not in a trance, their combat effectiveness will be relatively weak.

At that time, she can be killed with one blow, without any effort.

"Oh?"

Listen to this, autumn cotton some can not accept, Leng in the spot, some trance.

I'll kill you while you're ill.

Song Yuanshan knew this well. At the moment of qiuhongmian's stupefied spirit, his body shape rushed past like a gust of wind.

Poop!

Unable to defend, the peach wood sword inserted into the chest of autumn cotton, the sound of blunt knife into the meat sounded, very dull.

Blood dripping down, dense with blood red clothes, than the red clothes.

"You..."

Qiu HongMian suddenly raised her head and glared at Song Yuanshan, with a sharp killing opportunity in her eyes. "Song Yuanshan, do you really ignore the relationship between husband and wife?"

"Ha ha!" Song Yuanshan was silent and smiling, shaking his head lightly.

He knew that since Qiu HongMian said about his relationship with song and Yuanba, their affection had come to an end, and there was no relationship between them.

Don't say it's stabbing her, even if it's to kill her, it's not at all a matter of frown.

Faced with such a crisis, autumn cotton sad smile, eyes with a bit lonely.

Suddenly, her eyes flash, mouth open, spit out a small black thing, very fast.

"What?"

Song Yuanshan was startled. He knew that qiuhongmian was proficient in witchcraft, and raising poisonous insects had become an instinctive means.

Looking at the black small things shooting, he quickly pulled out the peach wood sword, to avoid.

Crack!

The little thing fell to the ground and started to move at once.

Song Yuanshan looked down, startled out of a cold sweat.

It turned out to be a corpse worm!

And it's crawling towards him.

What a cruel means!

Song Yanshan takes refuge and looks up at autumn cotton.

"Well?"

Strangely, the autumn cotton has lost its track."Bitch, you can't hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day. Sooner or later, I will teach you to kill with one blow."

“……”

However, it was quiet all around, and no one answered his questions.

Hiding in the shelter of Xiao Chen three people, but just to see all the scene in the eyes.

At the moment of song Yuanshan's escape, the autumn cotton turned into a black wind and ran away.

The scene is very strange, let Xiao Chen return to God, "linyue, Yan'er, is my eyes flower?"

Hee hee.

Lou linyue and Nangong Yan are both angry and funny. They pinch him from left to right.

"Ouch..."

Xiao Chen cried out, "murder your husband."

At the moment, I'm sure what I just saw is true.

At this time, he couldn't help but be interested in Miao's witchcraft.

However.

The roar was immediately detected by the God of song Yuanshan, and he yelled, "who is it?"

"Ha ha ha!"

Xiao Chen knew that he had no need to avoid. He thought that song Yuanshan had been seriously injured. It was time to kill him.

When the night wind blows, the three people's clothes and clothes fall into the courtyard. They stand still and confront song Yuanshan with boundless sneer and murderous air.

Song Yuanshan's face was tight, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He held up his peach wood sword and pointed it straight to Xiaochen. The blood of autumn cotton was still left on the sword, which dripped over the ground.

"Are you Xiao Chen

"Yes, the master of the Song family has a good eye."

Xiao Chen stood there like a javelin, glaring at Song Yuanshan, oblivious to him.

And Lou linyue and Nangong Yan are also with a sneer, disdain of the pie.

The fight was on the verge of breaking out and the situation was killing.

At this time, a son of the Song family rushed out from the gate of the courtyard and reported in a hurry, "the master is not good. It's not good. The Dragon riding army has rushed in. We Song family and the people in the lake can't resist it, and we are losing every day Well... "

In the middle of his words, he saw Xiao Chen and stopped suddenly. He was speechless.

"I see. Get out of here."

Song Yuanshan laughed bitterly, waved his hand, and dismissed the children of the Song family.

He knew that the situation at the moment was in jeopardy. The Song family was already in danger. Under the enemy's back and belly, the net was broken in a flash.

The son of the Song family immediately embraced his fist and left without saying a word.

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