At this moment, Yang Xiayuan's legs were embedded in the bamboo platform, and he could not dodge. I happened to be standing in front of him.
Almost instantly, the Dizhi pen landed on Yang Xiayuan's fontanel!
My original intention was to use the Calming Charm.
But the God-Suppressing Curse is a Taoist spell after all. Although Yang Xiayuan is not worthy of being a human being, he is still a living person in essence. Using Taoism to kill people, I don’t know if it can be done, let alone whether there will be anything special about it. s consequence.
But I came into contact with Li Yin Yang. He used Yin and Yang techniques to injure my five internal organs and almost died of tuberculosis.
At Yuan Huashao's place, I almost died because of the Feng Shui formation that he said came true!
Onmyoji can kill people, and this Yang Xiayuan is also a heinous villain. I kill him to do justice for heaven, and there is no need to suffer heaven's punishment!
My thoughts flashed by in an instant, and what I wrote was no longer a talisman!
But a simple Bagua picture!
"Bricks are used in the bright hall in the center of the earth, and the sixty-four hexagrams are based on the innate!"
"If you cut off your eyebrows, you will cut off your life!"
I made another stroke, and the dark ink drew another ink mark on Yang Xiayuan's brow.
I started writing as fast as I could, while Yang Xiayuan was struggling desperately. The moment the ink marks were drawn on his brow, he slapped his hands fiercely on both sides, and his whole body jumped up.
I suddenly took half a step back, swung my pen and slashed towards his chest! "Money is like bones and intestines in a silk bag, and the cotton in a bronze mirror's chest is like meat!" "Yin and Yang bring wealth, and you will die today!"
After Yang Xiayuan jumped up, he did not attack me immediately. Instead, he retreated to the edge of the bamboo platform.
The Bagua picture I left on his forehead was already there, and the ink marks on his eyebrows almost soaked into his flesh.
With a puff, Yang Xiayuan spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood, which fell on the bamboo platform. He clutched his chest tightly.
At this time, the wound on his chest began to bleed, and the ink mark I made happened to be on his injury.
Even the previous injury on his shoulder began to bleed.
Yang Xiayuan's body was trembling and he stared at me. He became obviously more depressed, and his appearance began to change.
The cheekbones are darkened, the Yintang is darkened, and there is greenness in the person!
This change shocked me, but I was also overjoyed.
Sure enough, as a Yin-Yang master, as long as he uses the corresponding utensils of Yin-Yang and has deep enough attainments in Yin-Yang, he can make his words come true like Li Yin-yang and Yuan Hua Shao did! Even the words are said to be fatal!
Although my current attainments in Onmyoji are far less than those of Yuan Huashao and Li Yinyang, I still have some unique insights into the understanding of facial and bone physiology.
Even before, I had used a mourning stick to break my bones! Now that I can use a pen, it is naturally much easier.
Cutting off the eyebrows is the sign of sudden death!
And what I said about repairing the Mingtang and sending money through Yin and Yang are the promises made by Mr. Yin and Yang to the deceased.
Although I used Yin Yang magic to take his life, I also promised to repair his bright hall and give him a generous burial after his death.
Sure enough, when these two techniques worked together, Yang Xiayuan was already filled with black energy, and he was about to die suddenly!
"You are deceiving the public with your evil words!" Yang Xiayuan roared, his eyes full of horror.
The next moment, for some reason, Yang Xiayuan's original bleeding wound stopped bleeding again. He suddenly jumped to the side, jumped directly onto the cliff full of cracks, forming a slope, and then slashed hard with the sword in his hand. Bamboo platform!
When I came back to my senses, my heart sank.
Although Mr. Yin and Yang is protected by fate, he must not be arrogant until he is facing a life-and-death crisis. Yuan Huashao died at the hands of Yang Qingshan and Li Yinyang because he was too arrogant and thought that everything was under his own calculation.
So when I was about to use my destiny to destroy Yang Xiayuan's belief, I still used the inkstone and the earthly support pen in my hand as a back-up, just in case.
At this moment, Yang Xiayuan counterattacked again, and I didn't dare to be careless.
I calmed down in an instant, and jumped up suddenly, intending to fall towards the position I had just come up from, but Yang Xiayuan's movements were obviously faster.
"I am now turning my pen to heaven, and the twenty-four mountains are the Holy Spirit. Confucius has given me the Wenchang pen, and I will be able to create it forever!"
"Point the stone, the stone will fall!" The moment the spell was spoken, his sword pierced the spot where I was about to land.
The copper sword entered the stone and made a crashing sound. The stone in that place suddenly exploded. My feet were already in the air. Yang Xiayuan's movements had obviously not stopped yet.
In an instant, Yang Xiayuan waved his sleeves again, and a slightly narrow gray sword appeared in his sleeves, slashing hard towards the other side of the bamboo platform.
"Light the wood, scatter the wood!" There was a crash!
The bamboo platform was about to break after being struck by a sword before, but now the second sword fell on the other side.
In addition, Yang Xiayuan also used Taoist magic, and the bamboo platform suddenly collapsed, and the entire platform was thrown towards the mountain wall due to inertia!
"Fate? Luo Shiliu, let me tell you, fate is meant to be broken! If I believed in fate, I would have become a pile of rotten bones!"
"A young boy trying to kill me? What a dream!"
Yang Xiayuan's stern scolding lingered in my ears, but at this moment I had no intention of paying attention to him. As I was falling, I grabbed the edge of the bamboo platform because Yang Xiayuan only cut the connection above. There are still several fulcrums on the entire bamboo platform. Even if it collapses, it will not completely fall apart immediately.
Although I didn't fall directly, the heavy swing caused my whole body to hit the mountain wall. In addition, the mountain wall was originally uneven and full of jagged rocks. This time I was knocked to pieces. Ba Su's throat felt sweet, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
I tried my best to stabilize my mind, but it was still a little dark before my eyes. I took out one hand, clasped it firmly in a gap, and quickly loosened the wood on the top of the bamboo platform.
There were constant clattering sounds, and in an instant, the entire bamboo platform fell apart.
I barely managed to lie down on the slope of the mountain wall, so I didn't fall.
"Fate, you keep saying destiny, do you have the guts to try falling if you didn't dodge just now?" The stern voice suddenly rang in your ears again.
By the time I reacted, Yang Xiayuan had already climbed towards me, only two or three meters away.
Of course I don't dare to say what he said. Fate protects life. I don't know yet whether Fate can also protect the body in addition to protecting life.
If I really fall, I probably won't die, but I don't know how injured I will be.
Just like Yang Xiayuan failed to hurt me just now, he was actually the one who made the move, which was a sure-kill move.
Yang Xiayuan didn't understand Mr. Yin-Yang's protection of fate. He didn't hold back, so he was able to trigger the protection of fate for me again and again.
In a flash of lightning, I quickly climbed down.
Yang Xiayuan still pursued me closely. With a distance of more than ten meters and our speed, I fell to the ground first in less than two minutes.
But the moment he set foot, there was a burst of coldness.
I was shocked because the water... spread to my feet...
With a "pop!", Yang Xiayuan also fell to the ground, his face full of excitement and ferociousness.
"The water level is also coming up. I wonder what you can do to prevent Qiu Chudao from falling into the water?!"
I took a closer look and saw that Yang Xiayuan's appearance was getting better at this time.
I feel chills because the situation is developing in his favor and the possibility of his death is getting lower and lower, so his appearance will change...
The moment Yang Xiayuan finished speaking, he stabbed me with his sword!
But this time, what he stabbed was not my body, but the rope that tied Qiu Chudao!
