My Martial Arts Can Train Themselves

Once the evil spirit invades, destroying the body is small and occupying the will is big. If you don't pay attention, it will become a strange container, which is no different from death.

Zhou Ruonan made a quick decision and pulled out a knife to break his hand.

Whew!

Hand up and knife down.

The broken hand threw it into the air with a touch of blood.

The shadow attached to the fist and was taken off the ground.

"Younger martial brother Yang!" She said with great pain.

Yang Yi's figure moved almost at the same time as the cry, turning into a black wind. He was stimulated by the scene in front of him. His pupils trembled and his power blew a punch.

Hiss!

Hidden thunder exploded.

It's the gualei style.

This fist seemed to have a thunder beast neighing and was extremely violent. It blew the broken hand into a blood mist.

The shadow has nowhere to hide. If you want to take the opportunity to get into Yang Yi's body, Yang Yi frowns and the Cabernet Sauvignon skill runs with all its strength.

The Chi Xia skill modified by Jinyang fire has a natural restraining effect on evil. When the shadow just touches Yang Yi's body, it immediately howls in pain and emits black gas!

The two deadlocked for a moment, and the shadow could not resist. Suddenly, a figure flew out of it.

Zhou Wansu fell to the ground, his face covered with purple meridians, which was very frightening. He couldn't help spitting out a disgusting black blood.

"Catch her!"

Wan he returned to the other two deacons and arrived at the moment.

But the next moment, Zhou Wansu took out a small sword and crossed it at his fingertips.

Her face turned pale again, but the little sword was shining and humming.

"This is the personal xuanbing of Meizhang Academy. Sure enough, this demon is the murderer of Meizhang academy!"

The sound of ten thousand cranes returning made the disciples more frightened.

Plum palm yard is the level of thought, and Zhou Wansu is the realm of gathering tripods. Can magic cultivation make up the gap between the two? Even if there is a sneak attack in the middle, it is unimaginable.

Under the action of the light, the little sword suddenly became bigger, holding Zhou Wansu into streamer and flying out of Qixia sect.

Wan hegui threw out a few pieces of Rune paper, and there were explosions everywhere, but in vain, he had to take people to chase him out.

"Elder martial sister Zhou, are you okay?"

Yang Yi went over to check Zhou Ruonan's condition.

"It's no big deal. It's a pity that she ran away."

Zhou Ruonan tied the wound with a cloth strip and stopped the blood temporarily. Although his face was ugly, he didn't have any regret. On the contrary, he felt some regret because Zhou Wansu ran away.

"Your hand."

Yang Yi doesn't know what to say.

If Zhou Ruonan hadn't pushed him away just now, he might have been the first to be seriously injured.

Although he was not afraid of the strange shadow, Zhou Ruonan didn't know, that is to say, Zhou Ruonan did it out of protection for him, which made Yang Yi very grateful.

"It's just one hand. It's not that you can't practice martial arts. That younger martial brother is pathetic."

Zhou Ruonan's heart was stable and he made the most correct decision at a critical juncture.

Compared with losing one's life, one hand is really nothing. Everyone knows this truth, but when it's time to make a choice, not everyone can do it.

Yang Yi's heart gave birth to a touch of respect.

……

In the towering forest.

The dim yellow light was divided into mottled blocks and scattered down.

A man in black with a strange face stood here, as if waiting for someone.

He is mo Wuye, the deputy leader of the rope fire sect, who has had two sides with Yang Yi.

At one moment, a flying sword came flying in the distance. As soon as it fell, Zhou Wansu fell to the ground and coughed up blood. This time, she really tried her best, overdrawn a lot, and used xuanbing far beyond her level one after another.

Even if she had a devil idea in her heart, after all, she was only in the realm of gathering tripods. If she didn't become a devil master, the load of her body would still affect her.

"Shall I give you a hand?"

Mo Wuye knows that Zhou Wansu's state is very poor.

But I don't know why. Even if you wake up early, there should be a way to leave unconsciously.

Was it found when I went to get the miniature ruler?

"No, anyway, I'm not the same as you. I just want you to return your favor."

There were more and more purple meridians on Zhou Wansu's face, almost covering his facial features and spreading his hair. Even Mo Wuxie could not help frowning.

She tried to stand up and threw out a black ruler, which was the miniature ruler of the fourth order xuanbing.

"Have you used it?" Don't be evil and sink your voice.

Compared with the description, the miniature ruler is much dilapidated, and it is estimated that it can only be used once or twice.

"If you don't use it, you can't come out alive. Here's a piece of advice. Be careful of Liu Yang in daoyang hospital."

Zhou Wansu said and coughed heavily.

"He caught you?"

Mo Wuye knows Liu Yang.

Zhou Wansu didn't answer.

Judging from the injury on his body, it really came from Liu Yang's Shura hand, but I don't know when the other party shot.

But it doesn't matter. What matters is that she passed the garden when she left.

If you don't go there and don't see the little girl, you may not think of your past and lose your mind.

But it happened so coincidentally, as if everything had been doomed.

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, at that time, you were attacked by evil Qi, but you gave birth to evil thoughts."

Mo Wuye thought back to the scene at that time and felt a little frightened.

The chief disciple even gave birth to a demon idea and chased his master to chop. It was precisely because this scene was very interesting that he and Zhao Heng made a contribution to let Zhou Wansu get what he wanted.

"Whatever you say, we're settled anyway." Zhou Wansu felt that he could pass his breath a little. He didn't want to stay here much. He held the trunk next to him to go.

"Wait, won't you come with me?" Mo Wuxie shouted behind his back.

"What is the value to you that I have already done so and exposed my identity?" Zhou Wansu coughed again.

"Don't you want to know what kind of demon master we depend on? Although you're useless, you're still a good feed."

Mo Wuye smiled coldly and stared at Zhou Wansu. A stone had been sandwiched between his fingertips.

"You."

Zhou Wansu was angry.

He was about to speak, but he was blocked by a heat flow from his chest, and then he spewed out a mouthful of black blood.

After the black blood spewed out, there was a golden flame burning immediately.

"This is."

Zhou Wansu just remembered something.

The whole body ignited.

The golden fire burst into the sky.

She kept wailing, but it was in vain.

Finally, it turns into wisps of black gas and dissipates between heaven and earth.

"Is it Liu Yang's means?"

Mo Wuxie didn't think about it for a while. He just felt that the sudden golden flame was extremely overbearing. He hesitated for a moment, convinced that Zhou Wansu had disappeared, so he gave up the idea of catching her.

He found a small sword from a pile of ruins and left silently. He remembered that it was such a dusk at that time. The light spot in the forest fell on his face. Mo Wuxie liked such a quiet atmosphere.