"Master, be careful!"
Mu Haotian shouted.
Mu Ding is an innate master who can predict the enemy with his sixth sense. He doesn't need to be reminded, he has already noticed it in advance.
He originally thought that the two of them were friends of foxes and dogs. If the old ghost could be eliminated as soon as possible, Pei Zhi would not have any thoughts of revenge. Unexpectedly, Pei Zhi was summoned, so he could only withdraw his offensive immediately and stand in front of the two disciples to defend with all his strength.
The old ghost from Xishan took the opportunity to escape.
Even though Pei Zhi's flying figure was far away, Mu Dingzhen felt an extremely dangerous aura surrounding him.
I vaguely saw a dark shadow coming towards me. It was smelly and cold, but I didn't know what it was that was attacking me.
He was so shocked that he shouted loudly! With a wave of his sleeves, a dozen talismans were thrown out, lined up in the air, and each finger movement technique flew, and then he pursed his lips and quickly sprayed out a cloud of blood mist.
In an instant, the talisman was burning in mid-air, and the five-color light flashed, gathering and transforming, showing an arc shaped like a turtle shell.
At the same time, he also stirred up his innate true energy to ask for the blessing of the evil whip. The shadow of the whip's energy exploded like fireworks and moved forward fiercely.
Taoism and martial arts were accomplished in one go, which was really the best he could do in his life.
After Fang Fu finished, the black shadow had already attacked boldly!
There was only a crisp sound of "呲", and the "tortoise shell" only supported for two breaths before being crushed.
Only then did Mu Dingzhen see clearly that the thing that was attacking was actually the strange vine wrapped around Pei Zhi's waist.
After the strange vine broke through the "turtle shell", its strength did not diminish, and it faced the evil whip brazenly.
At the moment of contact, the energy on the whip was suppressed.
Amidst the crackling sound, Mu Ding's mouth cracked open, and he almost lost his whip, but he did not dare to withdraw his hand and stop his strength, so he had to desperately hold his body steady and pour in his true energy.
The long whip tightly wrapped around the strange vine, and the two radiances collided, fiercely confronting each other.
An extremely dangerous "wrestling" situation has suddenly formed during the competition. Unless one party retreats, there is no possibility of relaxation.
Strength is Pei Zhi's specialty, and this moment suits his purpose. When he got close, he slowed down his pace, calmly controlled the strange vine, and pressed forward step by step.
From the perspective of Mu Haotian, who was behind, this monster beat his master to the ground as soon as he struck, and his methods seemed to be even higher than that of the Xishan old ghost, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
He was afraid that Pei Zhi would make a sudden killing move like the old ghost before, so he hurriedly took two steps forward, used his body to block Senior Sister Mu Ting who was meditating to heal her injuries, and shouted loudly with a small sword:
"Master, you have defeated the old Xishan dog. Now take a break and let me fight this monster and cut off his rotten rope!"
Because of what Pei Zhi did, Mu Haotian didn't like him very much, so he was naturally not polite. He was also worried that something would happen to his master, so he just wanted to anger Pei Zhi and attack him.
Pei Zhi was furious when he heard this and shouted:
"What do you know, little bastard? This thing is called Nanhai Ba Teng!"
He actually didn't care about being called a "demon", but he cared about the dignity of the strange vine.
Mu Haotian was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at the so-called "South China Sea Tyrant Vine".
I saw that it was thicker than the upper arm, more than three feet long, and extremely sensitive, just like a living thing.
But as I looked at it, I always felt that something was wrong. When I took a closer look, I was immediately horrified -
——The roots of the strange vine actually grew on Pei Zhi’s abdomen!
The skin folds piled up at the joints, and the horny knots seemed to grow out of his belly button, like his fifth limb.
This scary and strange sight made Mu Haotian's heart tremble, and he felt an indescribable discomfort in his throat. In addition, he could still smell the fishy smell coming from the front from time to time. He couldn't help but retched a few times and cursed:
"Ahem, that rotten North Sea vine is so stinky! If you chop it down and burn it for firewood, you'll probably be disliked by others."
After saying that, he saw Pei Zhi glance at him angrily, so he intensified his actions, waving his sword arrogantly and continuing to provoke, almost writing "Come and hit me" on his face.
But in my heart, I was secretly anxious because my master was holding on and refused to retreat:
"Master clearly knows the 'fairy heart', why do you still do this?"
He thought that the master was uncharacteristically brave today and wanted to show off his talents. Little did he know that Mu Ding was really forced to fight with his true energy, and it became a wrestling match. He couldn't advance or retreat, and fanning the flames would only cause him great harm.
After Pei Zhi was angered, he suddenly increased his strength, and the vine suddenly swelled with blood!
All the branches on the vine stood upright, like a snake's neck stretching out and a vulture trembling its feathers. As he exerted his strength, the tips of the branches opened up sucker-shaped vine leaves, which looked very disgusting.
Mu Haotian felt sick to his stomach, and once again mocked Ba Teng. However, before Pei Zhi could refute him angrily, he heard the gloomy voice of the old ghost from Xishan floating over:
"Tee, Tee, boy! My brother Pei is a talented person from the Lan Hai Teng clan. He has practiced the famous overseas 'Art of Receiving the Body and Soul', which is actually a rare ancient art in the world. Once the Ba Teng is refined, , like the command of an arm, with infinite strength, toughness and toughness, it is the most restrained warrior, far beyond what ordinary Qi can hurt. I advise you to kneel down and beg for mercy as soon as possible, so as not to suffer in vain."
Mu Haotian looked for the sound, and vaguely saw the old ghost sitting under a tree in the distance in the night, closing his eyes and doing some exercises. The white air above his head was like steam. It should be a critical moment for healing. He didn't know why he was still in the mood to tease. Own?
He immediately retorted:
"My defeated general, don't open your mouth and fart! Come and kneel down and kowtow a few times to me, and I will leave your whole body intact."
The old ghost from Xishan remained silent, not even angry.
Mu Haotian frowned slightly, suddenly awoke to something incredible, and secretly shouted in his heart:
"He said that Ba Teng specializes in defeating warriors and cannot be harmed by true energy. Is he actually reminding me to use Taoism?"
What he expected was actually not bad.
Their master and apprentice worked together to severely injure the old ghost. Although he hated him to the core, Pei Zhi had just sat idly by and witnessed the embarrassing scene, which also made the old ghost hold a grudge and wished that the two sides could fight to the death. The words he spoke openly praised Pei Zhi, but secretly revealed his weaknesses, which can be described as sinister.
In a short period of time, Mu Haotian could not figure out the joints. He was filled with doubts and became even more worried about his master.
The old ghost didn't know that he had misjudged his eyes. He was frightened back by Mu Haotian's blow and almost died. Looking back afterwards, he figured out that the boy was a magician. Although his martial arts was not good, his Taoist cultivation was acceptable. .
It would never have been expected that regardless of martial arts or Taoism, Mu Haotian is just a fool now. Even if he understands the true meaning, he is unable to help his master.
For a while, Mu Haotian and the old ghost Xishan each had their own concerns, misunderstandings, and constant suspicions.
The wrestling between the two men on the court was timeless.
The two sides quickly distinguished themselves!
The Naha vine grew on Pei Zhi's belly, and as expected, it acted like an arm. Even after it expanded, its flexibility was not reduced at all, and its strength was greatly enhanced.
Mu Dingzhen held on for a long time, but was no longer able to defeat him.
Please ask the qi glow on the evil whip to dissipate, soften and fall. He groaned, vomiting blood, and his body was hit by those sucker-shaped vine leaves one after another, and he fell to the ground and flew out.
Seeing this, Mu Haotian was filled with shock and anger, but before he could make a move, the domineering vine had already retracted and tightened like a python. In an instant, it had accumulated momentum and suddenly ejected, hitting his face like lightning!
The wind is screaming!
All objects and scenery were as stagnant as ever.
Jing Ling's cries, the chubby little Zhuang's exclamations, and the furious roar of Na Ba Teng were all absorbed by his ears first and echoed in his mind.
The fishy smell on the vine and Pei Zhi's alien energy slowly swam into the nasal cavity, and the fishy smell and coldness filled the air at the same time.
A very familiar situation opened up, and Mu Haotian felt very happy - what he couldn't do despite all his provocations, he now achieved it effortlessly!
…
Boom! !
There was a loud noise, and the sand exploded. Mu Haotian's body was instantly lifted into the air by the impact, and he was caught up by Ba Teng in mid-air, bound tightly, and pulled down.
Smash it back to the ground hard!
Mu Haotian coughed up blood and his head felt empty.
The sucking vine leaves were like big, powerful hands, pressing down on him so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
In a daze, I heard Pei Zhi say gloomily:
"You little bastard, do you still dare to use your words?"
Mu Haotian's cochlea was buzzing, stars were flashing in his eyes, he was unable to respond, unable to think, his five senses were all in chaos, he could only see the faint stars and moon in the sky, and could only hear the voices of men and women running, mocking, crying or laughing.
He had no idea what they were doing.
He didn't pay much attention to anything around him at the moment.
He just wanted to figure out one thing, but his head was confused.
After a long time, he finally remembered:
"Why does the 'Faerie Heart' eventually fail even though it has already reacted?"
His consciousness slowly condensed, and while he was remembering, he suddenly heard a sharp voice saying:
"Tee, Tee, Brother Pei, don't waste any more words with him, let me kill him!"
"good."
A cold voice agreed.
Feeling light, the tyrant vine pressing down on his body retreated. Mu Haotian reluctantly raised his head and saw a tall black figure flying across the ground, stretching his arms and charging towards him with a blade.
He gritted his teeth, but failed to muster the strength to support his body.
suddenly.
He noticed that someone was approaching, so he knelt down to help him sit up, hugged him with one hand, and raised the other hand high to meet the rushing old ghost.
The fragrance is fragrant, the back touches the soft body, and it feels peaceful and peaceful.
Mu Haotian stared blankly at the white jade-like hand raised high.
A crisp snap of fingers seemed to be ringing in his ears.
Is it you?
He whispered softly in his heart.
