His strength was so great that I was already tied like a rice dumpling, with no way to release my strength, let alone dodge.
The shoulder received a strong kick, and the whole person was rolled out four or five meters like a gourd.
I hit a tree trunk and stopped. During this time, my head hit several pieces of gravel, which stung extremely.
"Luo Shiliu!"
The low and hoarse voice was a bit familiar, mixed with a bit of resentment, and a bit of a sigh that seemed to be relieved.
Yang Xiayuan finally spoke!
When he and I fought so fiercely before, he didn't say a word, but now he speaks out.
My chest was panting hard, my eyes widened, and I stared at his face.
Something doesn't feel right to me.
Because I always feel that there is a difference between Yang Xiayuan who attacked me before and now.
Or is it that the gap in the human skin was not that big just now, I only saw a trace of eyes, not much, but now the gap is slightly larger than before. I can see Yang Xiayuan's eyes clearly and feel familiar?
"You can't achieve your goal." I spat out a mouthful of bloody spit and replied to Yang Xianyuan coldly.
Struggling, I managed to stand up, but I could only sit on the ground. The rope around me was tied too tightly.
Yang Xiayuan walked up to me and looked at me almost face to face.
He was laughing, and his eyes were bent and narrowed into slits.
"I have time now, and I will have more time." Yang Xiayuan suddenly raised his foot again and kicked my other shoulder hard!
I banged hard against the tree trunk behind me.
There was nothing behind me, so I had no choice but to hit the tree trunk.
All of a sudden, the energy and blood in my whole body was boiling, and my spine was tingling extremely, as if it was about to break.
"I have been preparing for decades, killing my proudest son and sacrificing so many grandchildren!"
"You said I couldn't achieve my goal?"
Yang Xiayuan's voice became extremely vicious once again, and he suddenly lifted the good corpse skin off his head!
What was exposed to my sight was a young face with plump skin and almost no wrinkles. The philtrum was long and narrow, the eyebrows were thick, the earlobes were full, and the cheekbones were slightly high.
At this moment, he was gnashing his teeth and glaring at me. I actually found that his teeth were not as sparse as before. I even remembered that the last time he met the good corpse in Qiu Chudao, all his hair fell out, but now it has all grown back. And the hair is not short, almost reaching the side of the ears.
At this time, Yang Xiayuan was more handsome than Yang Xing.
His figure and aura are even thicker than Yang Qingshan's.
In addition, I also discovered that there seemed to be traces of lines on Yang Xiayuan's skin.
This is like the change of feathers growing close to the skin of a feathered corpse.
I was so surprised and stunned that I was completely stunned.
Without corpse elixir, could Yang Xiayuan be fulfilled just by pure good corpse blood?
Yang Qingshan's analysis is still a little biased. In this case, if Yang Xiayuan gets the Corpse Pill, he doesn't know what will happen.
Mr. Yin came to steal the Corpse Pill. Was it really a mistake that prevented Yang Xiayuan? That gave us the opportunity we have now?
My shock seemed to be very satisfying and useful to Yang Xiayuan.
"Tell me, can I achieve my goal? Luo Shiliu."
Yang Xiayuan's sinister voice suddenly became very easy-going, and the expression on his face completely changed like a face change in a Sichuan opera.
"I still admire you very much. Shouldn't you be using more than just ground-level tactics?"
When he spoke again, it seemed as if he was chatting with me.
Is Yang Xiayuan too old? He felt that he was sure of victory, so he wanted to chat with me at this juncture to make me despair, or to make him feel more comfortable?
I also need time, I need Liu Yushu and Uncle Wen to rush over, and I need to find a way out of danger.
I'm tied up so tightly now that I have no chance of counterattack.
Of course, this is also a possibility...
Yang Xiayuan wants to catch them all in one fell swoop, he is waiting.
Between my thoughts, I was also adjusting my breathing and breathing.
I suddenly thought of what one person did, and then I looked up at Yang Xiayuan and replied: "It's Di Xiangkanyu, but it's not an ordinary Dixiang Kanyu."
Yang Xiayuan's eyes were obviously very interested.
"You are drawing a talisman, but what you are using is not the Liu family's Taoist magic. I can see clearly that it is Di Xiangkanyu's evil-suppressing talisman? But it is somewhat different from Luo Zhongliang's. It is not just a yin magic. He doesn't have this ability." Yang Xiayuan asked.
My mind has calmed down a lot.
Yang Xiayuan is just a simple Feng Shui master. He has spent his whole life pursuing Feng Shui and the heights of Qiu Chudao.
He once had the nickname Master Kanyu.
But in the end, the simple Feng Shui master still sat in the well and watched the sky, not knowing the tyranny of the Yin Yang master.
Of course, if Yang Xiayuan could understand, he would definitely want to create Black Yin and Yang!
Not just a simple debut.
"My grandfather really doesn't have this ability, because the earth is only half of the world. He is just a master of yin and yang, and I am a master of yin and yang. With both yin and yang, you can reach this level."
Yang Xiayuan's eyes clearly lit up, and he murmured: "Onmyoji?"
I didn't pause, stared at Yang Xiayuan's face, and continued: "You have flaws."
Yang Xiayuan narrowed his eyes.
He suddenly stopped talking.
His reaction made my heart freeze.
In fact, I said that sentence casually, and I was also observing the changes in Yang Xiayuan's expression.
I still don't really believe that simple blood of good corpses can really change Yang Xiayuan. Even if it is true, what I want to say will make Yang Xiayuan feel that it is not true.
This is a principle I learned from Yuan Huashao through fighting with him.
If you speak truthfully enough and cooperate with Mr. Yin Yang's methods, you may be able to make a person change his thinking logic.
Of course, I cannot imitate Yang Xiayuan in brainwashing people.
You can try to borrow this method to deal with Yang Xiayuan.
My thoughts were just fleeting. I did not pause, but spoke word by word with great determination.
"The person who is buried takes advantage of the vitality. He is buried with twenty-five essences. He uses the dragon's energy to become alive. The blood is the essence of the twenty-five. The elixir is condensed. The essence will dissipate. No matter how much blood you swallow, you will also Powder, without elixir, you are defective.”
"Feng shui has reached its extreme level. Even if you are tyrannical and don't know Yin Yang, you still look like a naughty boy in front of Mr. Yin Yang. Just like when I see you sucking blood to replenish your life, you feel that you are invincible in the world, but you are really very weak. Ridiculous and hilarious.”
Yang Xiayuan's face turned cold.
I am even more convinced that his ability in this area is always inferior to Yuan Huashao's. There is a huge difference between the two in their emotional control.
