"puff."

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the woman's mouth.

The bloodline drew a bright arc in the air.

The woman in the red robe rolled for several times in a row. When she landed on the ground, she shook her body and knelt on one knee.

“Some tricks.”

A trace of splendor flashed in Yan Jiu's eyes, and he paid more attention to the shamanic woman.

Just now, Yan Jiu killed the man who looked as strong as a bull with one punch and one knee.

But after being punched by himself, the woman was just spitting blood. After rolling for a few rounds, she could still kneel on one knee, and then she stood up slowly.

"It seems that the strange people and strange things recorded in history on the ancient earth are not false." The war burned from Yan Jiu's eyes.

"It's a bit of luck to be able to bear my punch to death. It's a pity that you shouldn't have come to attack me." Yan Jiu clenched his fists again as he spoke.

As his fists clenched, the air around him seemed to shake slightly with his fists.

"The Changquan of Guangyuan Immortal Sect, Qianfeng Zhen."

At this time, Yan Jiu, who already possessed a cyclone of spiritual power, used the Thousand Peak Shake again, which was completely different from the previous power.

The fist, as soon as it was formed, had already caused the surrounding air to tremble.

The woman also felt the terrifying power of Yan Jiu's punch, and a hint of horror appeared in her eyes.

But she still said stubbornly: "The people of Central Plains have a saying that Qin lost his deer and the whole world will chase him. What's wrong with this world?"

After the woman finished speaking, she looked up suddenly.

In the bronze mirror on her forehead, a sudden light shone brightly.

"laugh……"

With a harsh sound, the woman's figure rushed towards Yan Jiu like a boneless python.

Shamanism is based on driving wild beasts, and its more powerful magic is to seal the power of wild beasts and release it with the help of the medium.

This power comes purely from the power of nature, and merges with the surrounding heaven and earth, almost comparable to small magical bombardment.

"open!"

The python-turned woman flying across from her was crazy. If it were an ordinary person, she would probably be suppressed by her crazy aura.

It’s a pity that he met Yan Jiu.

The Ninth Prince of the Guangyuan Immortal Realm, Nine Heavenly Lord, has encountered countless strong enemies in his life, so how could he care about this little trick?

Qian Feng shook and punched out.

The moment the strange python's figure contacted the fist, it seemed like it was shocked by electric shock, its whole body trembled and its joints crackled.

In the horrified eyes of the Ming army around him, the giant python turned into a woman again and flew backwards.

The huge power of Qianfeng Zhen directly shattered the joints of the woman's whole body. The three-pointed deer crown on the woman's head was shattered, the lenses on her forehead were cracked, and even the red robe on her body was shaken and could not cover her shame.

In the night, on the city wall.

A snow-white body was twisted like a snake on the head of Xiping Castle.

If blood had not flowed out of the woman's mouth from time to time, many people would have been triggered by her beautiful body.

"I'm not dead yet!"

Yan Jiu was really surprised.

Although Qian Fengzhen did not have the power of his full-strength attack, he was enough to kill ordinary masters.

Even the strong puppet man just now was hit by his Qianfeng shock at this time. He might have broken bones and broken tendons and corpses.

But the woman in front of her was not dead. Even after the joints of her body had been broken, she could still twist and retreat on the ground like a snake demon.

But there was no longer the will of her before, and now she was shocked.

"You have only heard that Qin lost his deer and all the world would be punished, but you have never heard of that those who violated my power in China will be punished even if they are far away?"

A hint of joking appeared in Yan Jiu's eyes.

The next moment, he raised his feet, and a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the woman's whole body.

As long as Yan Jiu's feet fall, the woman's body will be shattered and her soul will be destroyed.

"I'll tell you one more thing, that is, if you want to compete in the world, you also need to compete in the world's strength. Die." Yan Jiu's aura was as powerful as a rainbow.

Although the woman deliberately turned a ecstatic posture on the ground, Yan Jiu was still unmoved.

His feet fell down with a bang.

The air around him rippled around him as he landed, as if a strong wind was rolled up.

A figure suddenly appeared at Yan Jiu's feet in the strong wind.

The figure picked up the woman and threw it out of the city wall.

It seemed that he knew that he could not escape Yan Jiu's kick, so after throwing the woman out, he did not rush to escape, but arched his body, as if he wanted to shake Yan Jiu's kick.

"Bang!"

Yan Jiu kicked down and felt something was wrong.

The thing that was trampled under my feet was like a balloon.

With Yan Jiu's strength, the people under his feet exploded.

The clothes turned into pieces of rags and drifted around.

A thick ball of smoke and dust seemed to be spiritual, pounced towards Yan Jiu, as if it was about to surround him.

"A little trick to carving insects."

Yan Jiu snorted coldly, swept his spiritual consciousness and concluded that the smoke and dust had no lethality at all. It was just to cover up the eyes and ears.

Even the figure who just came up to save people was just a dummy made of a set of clothes.

This technique is similar to the painted skin in the Stories from a Chinese Studio.

The business was done by rescuing the dying snake girl with a piece of clothing.

But, have you asked the Ninth Master?

These smoke and dust may be able to prevent eyesight against ordinary masters.

But Yan Jiu is an immortal cultivator. He not only looks with his eyes, but also has spiritual consciousness.

"shock."

The spiritual power in the sea of ​​qi scattered outward and the space fluctuated.

The black air surrounding Yan Jiu instantly dispersed, like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Outside the city wall, a thin figure flees wildly with a snake girl on her back.

The thin figure is the Lazhu in Manguertai's account.

The painted skin just now is actually a substitute made by human skin, which also involves his efforts.

In that crisis, Lazhu didn't dare to go up in person and could only control the substitute.

The moment the substitute shattered, he also received a blow from Yan Jiu.

Although he did not vomit blood, his chest was filled with blood and he barely ran away.

"Ming Army, it seems that it has really used the foundation of the country. I don't know if it is the one from the Xin Sect, or the Taoist throne of Wudang Mountain? Or the member of the Zhu family..."

While escaping, Lazhu guessed the origin of Yan Jiu.

"If he chases him, he will run northwest... My master and others will set up an ambush there..."

The snake girl behind Lazhu said weakly.

At the top of Xiping Fort, Yan Jiu turned the tide, like a god of war.

"Luo Yiguan, you guard the city, I'll go and meet these people for a while." Yan Jiu, who was already interested by the snake girl and Lazhu, jumped and flew down from the top of the city. After landing, his feet were as strong as a cannonball, chased towards the northwest where Lazhu and the others ran away.

"Don't worry, the city is in Luo Yiguan, the city is dead, Luo Yiguan is dead." Luo Yiguan answered loudly.

But he was too seriously injured and after saying these words, he had already coughed a lot of blood.

"Prepare to defend the city, beware of the sneak attack by the Later Jin army. Immediately send people to release the people in the city from the secret door so as not to fall into the hands of the Later Jin."

Luo Yiguan coughed while making arrangements.

At this time, in the northwest direction, there was a large lake. In the middle of the lake, a huge tree built a black altar. On the altar, a man wearing a seven-fork deer crown and a seven-color leather robe was sitting with his eyes closed.

In front of him was a gourd.

Behind him, three people wearing five-fork deer crowns and five-color leather robes were sat around him.

These people were shrouded in black air on the altar and could not see clearly.
Chapter completed!