The sedan was very soft, and when Yin Nian sat down after kicking him, he could feel that this guy had laid more than a dozen layers of soft cushions for him.
Bang.
The person carrying the sedan chair was startled by the sudden change. He turned around and saw his boss flying out and turned into a strange woman. He was so frightened that he let go of his hands and threw Yin Nian and the sedan to the ground.
The women who had been forced into the sedan by this man stopped crying and were so frightened that they choked.
"Tsk." Yin Nian patted his sleeves and said to the man with a fierce look, "The person you chose is not very good. His hands are shaking even when carrying a sedan."
The man is bald, but unlike Yu Cheng, who is also bald and has a handsome and immortal aura that is not stained by the mud, this man is like a lump of mud. From his eyes to his movements, his whole body exudes evil that wants to swallow people up completely. And smelly.
Yin Nian even saw small bugs growing out of his flesh and blood on his left arm, but they could not break through the skin and were crawling under his skin throughout his body.
The man's head twisted into a weird angle in rage.
Yin Nian just stared at him and said helplessly: "Aren't there any attractive men in Chihu Street? Why are all the streets so ugly?"
"It's just ugly. I still care about the soul, but you..." Yin Nian stretched out his hand and twirled it in the air in disgust, "I don't think you have it."
After saying that, Yin Nian turned around and looked at the girls whose clothes he had torn off, "Hey, with so many beautiful girls, it's really like a bunch of cow dung rubbing against the flowers."
"Have you said enough?" The man's voice was hoarse, and his fist brought the wind, and he came to Yin Nian's face in an instant. The nails on his five fingers instantly grew longer, and if everything went well, he could peel off Yin Nian's entire face.
There was a "ding" spark, and his nails directly rubbed against the blade.
The knife in Yin Nian's hand was entangled with spiritual power and turned around. He locked his throat with one hand. With the rotation of his body, he instantly sat on his shoulders. His legs immediately wrapped around his throat and turned hard!
The blade sliced directly towards the neck.
There is no hatred or resentment, but the battle is endless. Either win or die. To survive, life is worse than death.
This is such a place, Yin Nian knew it when he took the first step.
"Sorry." Yin Nian laughed, "Your position is mine now!"
His legs were moving hard to break the man's neck.
But soon I heard the undressed man at the gate of the city hurriedly shaking his voice and yelling: "Be careful, his poison is very powerful!"
The people around who were noisy stopped making noise, stopped what they were doing, and started to look at the woman who suddenly appeared to challenge Qing No. 1 in surprise.
Qing No. 1 and Red No. 1 are the two minor commanders of Red Fox Street respectively. Qing No. 1 is the strongest among the divine servants, and Red No. 1 is the strongest among the divine warriors.
The divine generals who represent the golden numbers have ten leaders. Unlike the divine warriors who can only show their power to those who are not as good as themselves, these ten people are directly under the leadership of the great commander Red Fox.
Shuang Xiaotong, Golden Ten Generals, Red Fox King.
Among them, Qing No. 1 has the biggest change. Who makes the number of divine servants second only to the divine servants?
It wasn't until the appearance of this bald man that the curse of changing Qing Xiaotong every three days was broken.
He was hunted by his enemies. After three days and three nights in the poisonous eggs, he crawled out before he died and merged with the poisonous insects. The strength of the nine-star divine servant was far superior to that of other peak divine servants.
I have been sitting firmly in the position of Qing No. 1 for half a year.
Half a year may seem like a small retreat for the big families in the West District, but in Chihu Street, a wave of new people die every day, and a mass grave is piled up. Half a year is really a long time.
When Yin Nian was about to wring the man's neck, the Gu had already crawled out of his throat and stuck to Yin Nian's body.
"Quick, is there any fire? Use fire to burn it!"
This pretty boy is also brave enough.
Although the woman who was killed by Yin Nian tortured him, she also protected him.
His strength is low. If it weren't for his good-looking face and figure, there would be no place for him here.
Give Yin Nian a good deal now, if Yin Nian wins, no! Yin Nian must win! Only in this way can he survive!
But what is she doing now?
She actually allowed the bugs to get into its body. When the bugs got in, Yin Nian slowly condensed a little flame from her fingertips and shook it as if to show off: "Fire? This ah?"
Help!
How long have you been showing off?
"Burn the bugs!" The pretty boy wished he could take his place, holding down Yin Nian's head and engaging in a smart technical fight.
"It's useless!" The bald man smiled with big black teeth, "The poison has already entered the body, I will kill you first!"
The bald man spat a mouthful of blood on the ground.
As he spoke, he grabbed one of Yin Nian's legs and threw Yin Nian out.
Boom.
It hit the sedan chair and the sedan chair was smashed to pieces.
The falling curtain covered Yin Nian.
like a statue.
"Huh?" The man twisted his arm and made a terrible bone crunching sound. "The newcomer is getting bolder and bolder, but he is not worthy of this arrogant strength."
"Are you the pretty boy she raised?" He had a smile on his face that was not yet satisfied. "It's good. It just so happened that my hands didn't get warm."
The man's face turned pale.
He knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy.
But at this angle of kneeling, he could see the man's blocked wrist.
"You..." The pretty girl's tongue trembled, and she forced herself to say, "You are still second!"
What? !
The man then raised his hand and took a look.
really.
The bright No. 2 was originally one, but it had an extra horizontal line.
what happened?
He hurriedly looked at the place where Yin Nian was lying, but it was empty and there was no trace of Yin Nian anywhere.
"Where are you going!"
A hand suddenly touched his shoulder, and a burst of floral fragrance came out of that finger.
A beautiful black flower emerged from her fingertips.
"Looking for me?" The woman's gentle laughter came from behind.
The fragrance of the flowers became more intense.
The woman raised her hand to pluck the flower and held it between her fingertips. The petals gently scraped his cheek.
But it was like fire. The moment it came into contact with the petals, a large piece of flesh on the man's left cheek began to curl and corrode like it was poisoned. Even Yin Nian could see the teeth inside.
"Ah!" The man screamed and quickly distanced himself from Yin Nian.
He deliberately wanted to activate the Gu worm in Yin Nian's body, so he used one move with one hand, hey, nothing?
"Where's my Gu?" He had never seen anything so ridiculous.
"Gu worm?" Yin Nian patted his belly, "Hiccup~"
In the Heavenly Palace, Yin Guzi's whole body was purple, and his body was cracked with fine lines, but it was now very swollen, "Hahahaha!"
It laughed endlessly, "Gu worm in the West District? It's nothing!"
"I thought these people in the West District were as arrogant as a dead rooster with its neck stretched out. How could they really be so powerful? Are they just mortal bodies? I'm lucky to be born here with abundant spiritual power. It’s just a place!”
"The Gu worms here... ugh... are just a little stronger... ugh... that's all."
Yin Guzi vomited while frantically digesting the Gu worms.
On the other side, Yin Nian once again struggled with the man.
The man's close combat skills are very powerful.
Although the wound on his face hurt, it definitely did not affect the speed of his punches.
Every move and style he used was something that Yin Nian had never seen before. It was obvious that it was a set of spiritual techniques for close combat.
Yin Nian was punched many times on his waist and abdomen.
Instead of the old man hugging the immortal grandma, he should actually go to the black doctor immediately, but he can't move forward no matter what!
"Why doesn't she use spiritual arts?" Bu Huan asked anxiously, "Is she afraid of being exposed?"
"But people here don't know what spiritual skills come from Wanyu. Even if the young master of the Mu family knows her well, he only knows her mood and personality at every moment. He doesn't know such detailed things as what moves he has learned. Yes!"
"Why don't you use it? Are you going to be beaten stupidly?"
The old man couldn't help but take action.
Bang!
Yin Nian was kicked out hard again.
The followers of the men behind them suddenly burst into revelry.
"Little Commander, beat her to death!"
"Hahahaha, tear her clothes apart!"
"See blood, how can you enjoy it if you don't see blood?"
"Tear out her intestines, hahaha, I'm going to bury all my precious hooks in her mouth!"
The more the two of them fought, the more excited the madmen on Red Fox Street behind them became.
More and more people surrounded the place.
They are all black and green, that is, God's Servant and God's Attendant. After all, people with high strength don't have the leisure to watch these 'weak people' 'pecking each other'.
A team of people slowly dragged several bloody corpses in from the city gate.
They were all covered with bright red slogans and were a group of priests.
"What's going on over there?" The leader frowned slightly.
Looking across the crowd of mad people, he landed on a person not far away in surprise, "That's! General Ten? What did he come out to see?"
Someone nearby came back with news, "It seems that there is a woman challenging Qing No. 1."
"Qing No. 1?"
"It's not like this hasn't happened before. They were all bitten to death by that man's poison, right? Besides, even if Qing No. 1 is replaced, there's nothing surprising, right?" The man sneered, "I still don't know. Do you know why the Red Fox King wants to hire a small commander of the God’s Attendant? Is there any need for the weak God’s Attendant to choose a small commander?”
The words just fell.
The crowd that gathered around burst out with a cry of surprise and dispersed like a wave.
In the crowd, Yin Nianbao spat out a mouthful of blood after being punched many times.
Suddenly he pulled out a bandage, wrapped it around his scarred fist, and assumed the same close combat posture as the man No. 1 Qing.
"Your spiritual skills are also pretty good."
"I want it."
