Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang has no expression, but his heart is nervous. When he walks here, he has already expected that there will be a fierce battle. Even if the opponent is a perverted evil, at least he can fight a fight. Use a pistol to push yourself to a desperate situation.

If the other party is one or two gunmen, you can use the speed advantage to fight, but there are a total of twelve...

There is no chance of winning at all. Not to mention that Leng Yuyu is still in the hands of the other party.

He Yang holds the hand of Ye Shaoyang and uses the Western method. Like the spiritual class on that day, a touch of knowledge enters his body and says: "You don't want the soul to go out. They want to force you to do this now. There are too many things, and once you get out of your soul, they will win. What they want is just your body."

"understood."

Ye Shaoyang responded with a sigh of relief, driving her **** out and looking at Yang Bin and saying, "What do you want?"

"I want your blood, the heavenly spirit of the innate spirit!"

Ye Shaoyang stunned, "So you still don't do it?"

"No, no, the dead Master, it is worthless. Only the blood that is taken from you is useful to us."

Yang Bin pointed to the cold jade lying in the middle of the flower.

"If you don't want her to be a sacrifice, then let me take the blood, um... come 300cc first, what do you think?"

"If I let you take blood, would you let her go?"

"Look at your mood, or you will die with two people, or you will gamble." Yang Bin shrugged his shoulders, his attitude was extremely arrogant, looking at his cold jade, licking his lips and saying,

"Actually, I like her very much. Really, like her, she is so beautiful, and her body is good. The key is to have a spell. This is a rare female mage. It is a natural match with me. If you perform well, I am I can stay with her, um... I want to double repair."

Ye Shaoyang’s eyes were cold and his heart was murderous.

Yang Bin laughed and gave orders to the pontoon. The sinisters standing on the steps immediately rushed to the outside along the pontoon on the first floor.

"Ye Shaoyang, I know that you have a helping hand outside, but my wall is made of Guanyin soil. I want to come in only the main entrance. I believe that so many believers in the past are enough to resist them. You have no way to go. ”

After taking a clap, one of the gunmen walked toward Ye Shaoyang, and solved a pair of handcuffs and a long rope from the waist.

The rest of the people raised their pistols slightly, and their eyes stared at Ye Shaoyang.

Only if he had even a little bit of change, Ye Shaoyang believed that he would be shot at once.

Really... no chance?

Ye Shaoyang blinked his eyes, his body trembled slightly, and the rest did not change.

Suddenly a scream, sounded behind Ye Shaoyang, everyone was shocked, looking back, a gunman has fallen, and the mouth is filled with colorful fine.

After a few seconds, the other person who was carrying this person, also twitched and fell down.

"Yuan Shen is out!"

Yang Bin screamed and spread his right hand, holding a bunch of fluffy things in his hand, blowing it with force, flying like snowflakes.

"In the name of God, I am given the power to see the darkness of the gods..."

Yang Bin folded his hands on his chest and made a strange gesture. He began to face the fluffy fan.

The fluffy fluttering of the sky passed by his own men. At this time, the third person had fallen to the ground, not far from him, as if there was an invisible person standing there, the fluff passed by, some Blocked by this invisible person, gradually forming a human shape.

After the invisible man found himself under the flying fluff, he looked a little flustered and tried to escape.

Yang Bin chuckled and shouted: "The net!"

When I stepped forward, I squeezed a few pieces of glass-like pieces in my hand, hitting the person, immediately sucking on the top of my head, forehead and heart, and emitting light of three colors of enamel, orange, and green to form a beam of light in the neck. Winding up, fixing people.

At this time, a net fell from the dome and spread out in the air. Yang Bin pulled a line in his hand and adjusted the position, just covering the invisible person, hurriedly tightened and swung around, then tied the only exit with gold wire.

After doing all this, Ye Shaoyang sat on the edge of the net and laughed.

"Ye Shaoyang, even if you are a heavenly master, how are you, do you know, I just want to force out your god, do you think that the gods are out of bounds, must be invisible? Haha, you look down on my Western witchcraft, my spirituality In the meeting, there is a witchcraft that can make the gods visible, and with this golden silk net, your **** will never think of it!"

After that, he turned to look at He Yang and said: "He Shimei, I have worked hard, and the credit is not small."

He Yang’s eyes flashed and said: “You said what to do with my identity.”

"Things have been successful, what is the relationship."

He Yang frowned: "Maybe I am too cautious, I always feel that Ye Shaoyang is not so easy to deal with."

Yang Bin looked at the **** of Ye Shaoyang, who was trapped in the net and could not move. He smiled and said: "Even if it is a monkey, he can't escape."

He Yang walked to the side of Ye Shaoyang who was soft and soft, pinched the pulse door, felt it and gave a sigh of relief.

"The soul is still there, but the gods are indeed gone."

Yang Bin smiled.

At this time, the old witch who stood at the altar and watched her change finally said: "Follow the body of Ye Shaoyang and take the blood of Tianshi!"

Yuan Shen is out, the soul is still inside the body, Ye Shaoyang has fallen to the ground, but because of the soul, people are not dead.

Yang Bin gave an order to a man. The guy took the handcuffs and ropes from the companion who had fallen to the ground and walked toward the body of Ye Shaoyang.

The guy walked to Ye Shaoyang's side, squatted down, suddenly raised his pistol, and swayed the trigger against the other person. He did not respond for a long time.

Yang Bin suddenly returned to the gods and said: "Shooting, kill him!"

Several of the men shot together, slashing the guy into a sieve and lying still.

Yang Bin immediately walked over. He just grabbed the man and suddenly heard a gunshot. He looked up and saw the gun under one hand opposite the other and knocked down the other.

Yang Bin looked a glimpse, flew forward, and a palm shot on the head of the man, the whole head was smashed, and the body fell softly.

Almost at the same time, a scream rang behind him, followed by gunshots. Yang Bin was like a lightning bolt. Before he ran a few hands, he continued to kill people. His technique was extremely brutal. Two of his men were directly torn apart by him, and his intestines flowed to the ground.

In the end, only one of the twelve men left, holding a pistol, and pointing at Yang Bin to pull the trigger.

(Recover three more, owe one after another.)