"Don't move, or I will kill him immediately." Liu Jing stepped on Luo Yao with a proud smile on his face.
"How dare you! He is a mortal. Aren't you afraid that God will kill you?" Luo Yao struggled and shouted, but Liu Jing grabbed her hands and pinned her to the ground.
"Let me go, let me go!"
Liu Jing smiled grimly, "So what if the punishment is from heaven? It was Yanluo who killed him, and the monster hurt people, and the punishment from heaven was not taken into consideration. Don't you know? Hahaha!. What I value the most is you, the eldest daughter of the Luo family." Then, he suddenly grabbed Luo Yao and held her in front of him, sticking out his tongue to lick her cheek.
"Get away!" Luo Yao trembled, and a circle of violent lightning burst out all over her body. Liu Jing chuckled, and suddenly let go, hitting Luo Yao on the back with a palm. Liu Jingxiu was already much higher than Luo Yao, so this blow knocked her unconscious.
"Hahaha." Seeing Luo Yao fainting, Liu Jing burst into laughter.
"Miss Luo..."
When Zhang Hu saw this, he still wanted to struggle to get up, but a cigarette on his shoulder was biting his flesh. The pain was so painful that he could not stand up.
"Trash!" Liu Jing sneered. Just as he was about to order Yanluo to kill Zhang Hu, a sudden sense of danger came over him. He suddenly looked up and saw three light spots flashing past in the darkness. The sound of cracking the air exploded in his ears.
"Swish, swish, swish"
Three sharp arrows, as fast as three bolts of lightning, shot at Liu Jing's vitals.
Liu Jing raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and struck a palm. A strong wind smashed three sharp arrows into pieces in the air. Before the fragments hit the ground, three more sharp arrows shot out.
"Well, there are actually hidden helpers?"
Weird Liu Jing's expression changed slightly when he saw this situation. Suddenly there was a flash of light in the darkness, and then Song Yu's figure suddenly appeared, and a great halberd struck Liu Jing's neck like it was sweeping across an army.
Liu Jing hurriedly waved his palm to resist, and the sharp halberd was swung away by his palm. Liu Jing suddenly felt a pain in his palm, and then he saw that his palm was cut open and blood spurted out. Song Yu's halberd was also shattered by his palm, instantly turning into countless fragments and scattering on the ground.
Liu Jing was shocked. The opponent's euphorbia was not a spiritual weapon, but it could actually cut his own palm. The situation was urgent. At this time, Song Yu's machine hands were close together, like the tip of a sharp knife piercing Liu Jing's face. This time, Liu Jing did not extend his hand to block it. He threw Luo Yao out without thinking.
"Kill her if you can!" Liu Jing threw Luo Yao away and stepped back to avoid it. He didn't know Song Yu's origin yet, so he was cautious and chose to retreat temporarily.
Who knows that Song Yu just made a false move, actually just to make him throw away Luo Yao. He deflected his arm and caught the flying Luo Yao in the air. At the same time, his machine arm shot out sharp arrows one after another, and used the rebound force to jump back, widening the distance between him and Liu Jing.
As soon as Song Yu's feet landed on the ground, he raised his hand and shot a small arrow, defeating the Yan Luo on Zhang Hu's shoulder.
"Poof!" A burst of green smoke rose, and the smoke was instantly burned to ashes. Only then did Zhang Hu see clearly that it was Song Yu, the bodyguard beside Song Xin, who had arrived.
Song Yu walked up to Zhang Hu and threw him a few grapes, "Take Miss Luo back! I'll deal with him."
But Zhang Hu was not a person who ran away from the battlefield, so he hurriedly said: "He is very powerful, let's deal with him together!"
Song Yu walked up to him, with her back to Zhang Hu, "He is not someone you can deal with, leave quickly."
Zhang Hu nodded, picked up Luo Yao and ran away in the opposite direction.
"I want to leave!" Liu Jing sneered, pointed his fingers, and several cigarettes rushed out of the black mist and flew towards Zhang Hu.
"Bang bang bang" Song Yu shot small arrows at the same time, shooting them down in the air.
Liu Jing was quite surprised that this seemingly ordinary small arrow could kill the ghost Yanluo. In fact, it was Song Yu who concentrated her soul power on the tip of the small arrow. This small amount of soul power was like a poison to Yan Luo, and he did it so secretly that Liu Jing couldn't figure it out for a while.
He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Who are you?"
I was more curious than surprised when I saw this young man who was unfamiliar, without any spiritual energy in his body, but could shoot small arrows to hurt Yanluo. In fact, the two of them were considered
I've seen it before, but Song Yu later changed his puppet body a few times, and his appearance was completely different, so Liu Jing didn't recognize it.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Song Yu didn't say much and attacked like a strong wind.
"Hehe!" Liu Jing grinned and retreated back into the black mist. At this time, seven or eight smokers rushed out and rushed towards Song Yu from several directions, "How dare a mere mortal dare to challenge me! You just Give my smoke as blood food first!"
Song Yu saw the ghost rushing toward her, but she did not show any fear. Instead, she stopped chasing Liu Jing and looked at Yan Luo flying over with a playful expression. At the same time, the machine hand retracted and a black dagger popped out.
This sword was specially made for Song Yu before Xiaoyu went into seclusion. It contained soul power, but on the outside it looked like an ordinary iron sword.
"It's just an ordinary weapon, it's just sharp. How can you try to stop Yanluo!?" Liu Jing's voice came out again, full of pride and contempt.
Yan Luo rushed to Song Yu, and a thick black fog enveloped him. In the black smoke, several rotten human heads were attached to Song Yu's arms, torso, and neck, biting desperately, but Song Yu did not show any signs of death. Pain expression.
"A few low-level ghosts dare to come to trouble you, Grandpa Song Yu! But with such pure Yin Qi, Grandpa, I will accept it!"
Song Yu raised his palm and shot out a burst of soul power, which instantly transformed into a long black snake, quickly passing through the heads of each smoke like a bead. Those Yan Luo generation's souls were stabbed, and the scarlet color in their eyes disappeared in an instant, and their eyes became distracted. Song Yu grabbed the head of a Yanluo and poked a hole in it with a sword. The soul power rushed into Yanluo's body like venom, strangling all the evil spirits in an instant.
A cloud of black air escaped from it. Song Yu opened his mouth and sucked in all the black air.
"Mmm! Delicious!"
Song Yu took a breath of pure yin energy and suddenly felt as if she had enjoyed a delicious meal. All things in the world are interdependent, and Song Yu, a ghost soldier, happens to be able to restrain low-level ghosts like Yan Luo and feed on them. When they were guarding the tomb, they often encountered some low-level ghosts sneaking in and trying to steal the Yin Qi of the tomb for cultivation. At such times, it was time for the ghost soldiers to feast. But after following Song Xin, such opportunities became rare.
Soon, the black smoke dissipated, and Yan Luo who attacked Song Yu had disappeared. Liu Jing's eyelids jumped when he saw that Yan Luo couldn't hurt Song Yu. He never thought that such a thing existed in this world. I secretly wondered what the origin of the other party was.
"Are you...a soul cultivator!?" Liu Jing guessed. Soul cultivators are extremely rare. Liu Jing has never seen two of them after decades of practice. And they all have secret methods that are unknown to everyone. On weekdays, the soul cultivator looks no different from ordinary people, so Liu Jing mistakenly thought that Song Yu was a soul cultivator.
"You actually have so many cigarettes. It seems that you have killed a lot of innocent people." Song Yu sarcastically said with a noncommittal smile.
"How can you swallow smoke? Who are you?" Liu Jing narrowed his eyes and stared at Song Yu. "Dare you ruin my good deeds?"
"Old man, what is the identity of my young lady that a mere witch cultivator like you can touch?"
Liu Jing's eyelids suddenly twitched. The meaning behind Song Yu's words was that he was Luo's secret protector of Luo Yao. And he didn't deny that he was a soul cultivator. Thinking of this, Liu Jing felt a little damp on his back.
Seeing his confused and dark expression, Song Yu knew that her words had frightened the other party, so she continued to speak loudly, "My elder Luo has received the news that the young lady is in danger and will be there in less than a quarter of an hour."
"What!?" Liu Jing trembled in his heart. If he was really targeted by the Luo family elders, his own life would not be enough to compensate. In order to practice witchcraft, I gave up my own cultivation and hid everywhere like a mouse. Now I finally made a breakthrough, but I met Luo Shi's people again.
It is not easy for a casual cultivator to practice. No matter how capable he is, he will not be able to resist such a big family in the fairy city.
"No, I have to leave here!" Liu Jing felt a sense of danger in his heart.
Song Yu saw a flash of fear in the other person's eyes and knew that the other person was frightened by him. He pretended to be unhurried and continued with an arrogant look on his face: "Old man, you better surrender obediently.
The Lord will spare your life as a dog and punish you as a lowly servant at home. "
Song Yu looked arrogant and picked his ears with his fingers, "It just so happens that there is a shortage of people to help you. If you lose your cultivation, I can give you a favor."
"Huh! Who are you? You dare to be arrogant in front of me?" Liu Jing was furious when he heard that the other party actually asked him to give up his cultivation to clean the toilet. But his tone was not as arrogant as before.
Liu Jing sneered, "So what, elder? I'll kill you first and then leave, and he won't be able to find me!" After saying that, he held the spell with his hands, and puffs of smoke rose up from around him, condensing into a huge black ball. Clouds, among the black clouds, hundreds of smoke densely gathered into a black tide, hovering in the mid-air.
"This..." Song Yu's heart tightened. She didn't expect Liu Jing to be unafraid of the Luo family's name.
"I have a lot of yanluo, let's see how many you can kill!" Liu Jing laughed loudly, "Tear him apart!"
A pitiful scream resounded through the sky, and hundreds of smokers rushed towards Song Yu. Song Yu was also startled and tried to scare the other person away, but instead angered him.
The smoke was dense and black, covering the sky and instantly surrounding Song Yu. He resisted bravely, but as soon as they met, he was forced to retreat, and his clothes were torn by them in an instant. But they were unable to bite through Song Yu's puppet body. Instead, it hung on Song Yu's body like a tarsal maggot.
Seeing Song Yanluo entangled, Liu Jing felt happy and immediately mobilized other Yanluo to attack Song Yu. He wanted to kill the other party in the shortest time and then leave before the Luo family came.
"Ah!" Song Yu's scream came from the smoke.
"Hehe, if you are bitten by my smoke, you won't even be able to reincarnate!"
"I wonder how my nephew of the Luo family offended his subordinates and wanted to kill them all like this?"
Just when Song Yu was worried, a long sound transmission came from far to near, allowing Liu Jing and Song Yu in the battle group to hear it clearly. Then a golden needle flashed, knocking down dozens of Yanluo in mid-air.
In Liu Jing's shocked expression, an old man with white beard and hair walked out of the darkness.
As soon as the black mist encountered him, it seemed to be trying to avoid him and spread around.
