Suddenly a gloomy voice said from behind:

"Guess who else?"

The voice was spoken from behind Sanying, and the cold air almost hit the back of Sanying's neck.

"Ghost King Yin Kung!?"

Sanying's hair stood on end, and he suddenly turned around to attack in unison.

One person dances with two swords like a ball of silver.

One man's purple gold ax flashed past like golden lightning.

Another man had a short spear in his hand that looked like a dragon.

Then there was a buzz.

There was no one behind him, but there was a gust of wind.

A cold wind blows like from hell.

The three of them felt a dark shadow passing before their eyes, and Da Hai was about to raise his head.

Above his head, there was already a shadow in a black robe suddenly swooping down.

Under the robe, like a punctured skin, a sound that sounded like a well-fed evil beast grinding its teeth could be heard lightly.

The moment they heard the sound, the blood in their bodies was about to turn cold.

Two of them only had time to raise their weapons when two soft and bone-piercing "ice palms" hit their shoulders.

Suddenly my whole body felt frozen.

The other person was directly caught by the water net, and his clothes were immediately shredded, and he fell to the ground in a bloody state.

"puff--"

"puff--"

At this time, the screams on the other side also disappeared.

The five swords that had been sucked until they were almost human were thrown to the ground by Jiang Dali. They all stared, twitched and convulsed, and foamed at the mouth, as if their breath had been dispersed for a short time.

Jiang Dali raised his head slightly.

The black cloak danced and vibrated wildly under the ferocious energy that lingered all over his body, making a "swishing" sound. The veins in the pale golden arms were varicose due to the accumulation of extremely abundant internal energy, like iron pillars wrapped with chains.

"Fortress Master!"

"Fortress Master!"

Two figures in black cloaks grabbed Sanying and came respectfully. They threw Sanying to the ground and bowed vigorously to Jiang.

One of them had a face so white that he hardly looked like a human being. His mouth was more like a mouth than a bright red thing, like overflowing from a festering wound. His whole body exuded a kind of stewed green herbal medicine.

However, the smell is foul, and it is clearly the Yin Kung of the Ghost King.

The other person looked gentle and graceful, with an expressionless face and indifferent eyes. He was clearly the Water King Ju Xiushan.

The famous Eight Kings of the former Power Gang.

Now except for the dead Sword King and Snake King and the imprisoned Fire King.

Others, such as the King of Swords, King of Medicine, King of Water, King of Ghosts, King of Humans, etc., have all been taken into Jiang Dali's account and are waiting to be dispatched.

"How does the village master plan to deal with them?"

The Ghost King looked at the Three Heroes and Five Swords on the ground with great interest, and the look in his eyes was chilling.

Jiang Dali said calmly, "If you are interested, I will leave these five swords to you and see if you can play the tricks of the Corpse Exorcist Sect."

The Ghost King was so happy that he knelt down on one knee and said, "Thank you so much, Master!"

Jiang Dali looked at Sanying, who was trembling and began to beg him for mercy, and said calmly, "People always don't cry until they see the coffin. You should be crying now."

But this is also a lucky thing for you, it is better to die than to live in vain."

He stepped over.

Both palms reached out and suddenly hit two of them.

A burst of blazing Qi suddenly erupted from the palm of his hand and poured into their bodies.

Immediately afterwards, the true energy suddenly changed again, and as Jiang Dali's palms wandered around, the ice true energy was poured into the two people's bodies.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Er Ying all screamed in pain, their faces were hideous, their skin color sometimes turned red and sometimes pale.

Fu Yongxiang, the great hero who had not yet been lucky, was so frightened that his teeth were chattering and he could hardly hold back his urge to urinate.

But at this time, he did not dare to move at all, and could only look at Jiang Dali with pleading eyes.

Even the Water King and the Ghost King were filled with fear and slightly lowered their eyes, not daring to look at the fierce tactics of the village leader.

After a while.

Sanying stood up from the ground with trembling bodies and frightened expressions.

They felt the strange energy network all over their body, as if it could detonate their bodies at any time, causing them to explode and die. They dared to resist, but they knelt down and kowtowed to Jiang Dali, in great fear.

"San Ying pays homage to the leader of the village! San Ying knows he is wrong, San Ying knows he is wrong!"

"Well, everyone, get up."

Jiang Dali stared at Sanying, feeling the tricks he had deployed within these three people, and nodded with satisfaction.

This method of controlling people, similar to the life and death talisman, is the result of his research during this period. It is a self-created martial arts, which he named "Zi Mu Life and Death Network".

Its inspiration comes not only from the life and death talisman, but also from the "life and death alphabet bug" brought by Ting Shui. It also draws on some of the effects of the wedding dress magic and the furnace cauldron method.

This time, this is not the first time he has used this method.

I feel like I am becoming more and more skilled at controlling people.

The controlled Sanying's body had been filled with the internal power of the five swords he had just absorbed. It could be said that his strength had greatly increased.

But at the same time, Sanying was also under his strict control.

As long as he exerts some control.

The zhenqi nets in the bodies of these three people can explode at any time. It is a trivial matter for the three of them to explode and die. The three of them can't help themselves and can't even control their own bodies. This is the most brilliant method.

In fact, Jiang Dali could take back the Qi nets in the three people's bodies anytime and anywhere.

Having such subordinates by your side is like carrying large "qi-boosting pills" with you.

You can easily restore your own true energy by sucking back the true energy from the opponent's body.

"Zhu Xiawu should still have trust in the three of you. Go ahead and find his specific whereabouts for the leader of the village. Don't let the leader of the village be disappointed."

Jiang Dali looked at the respectful Sanying and ordered calmly.

Sanying was shocked and immediately clasped her fists to accept the order.

"Just bring people to guard here. I will summon you if I have orders."

Jiang Dali glanced at the Ghost King and the Water King, and when he saw the two taking orders, he walked towards the lake with his hands behind his back and let out a loud roar.

The magic eagle, which was playing with the divine luan in the sky, immediately received the signal and flapped the divine luan down with one wing.

The Shenluan could only cry "Cuckoo" and reluctantly flew down.

Jiang Dali jumped up and looked at the huge golden fist sculpture clearly visible in the Power Gang's station, feeling regretful in his heart.

"The Thirty-six Lu Qi have died with Li Chenzhou and completely disappeared from the world..."

With a hint of sigh, Jiang Dali looked towards the east.

"At this time, it's time for me to go there!"

His footsteps sank, and he ordered Shen Luan to fly away to the direction of Shu...

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Chapter completed!