"Bang!"
Soon enough, Lin Yu was only three centimeters away from the three of them, and almost knocked them down!
Fortunately, Lin Yu relied on his astonishing physique and consciousness to get over, and hit the ground hard, causing rocks and gravel to fly for a while.
The three of them were startled by the sound. When they lowered their heads, they could see that a hole had been made on the ground. It was simply incredible.
At this time, Mr. Ren also pounced down, accurately riding on Lin Yu's body, leaning down and biting Lin Yu's neck.
"Click..."
Old Mrs. Ren bit Lin Yu's neck as if he was biting on an extremely hard granite, without any intrusion.
"Brother Lin!"
Seeing this, Ren Tingting hurried forward, grabbed Mrs. Ren on the shoulder, pulled with all her strength, and kept shouting Lin Yu's name.
"Roar!"
Smelling Ren Tingting's breath, Mr. Ren roared wildly, gave up Lin Yu underneath him, turned around and pounced on Ren Tingting. Compared to Lin Yu, the blood of his close relatives made him even crazier!
"You evil beast, don't stop yet."
Lin Yu was lying on the ground, pinching his fingers and reciting the spell. Thunder and lightning gathered in his palms, and he pushed forward fiercely, hitting Mr. Ren's body.
"Zizzizi!"
The thunder in the palm instantly spread to Old Man Ren's whole body, numbing his body.
"Qiu Sheng, you and Wen Cai will take Tingting over quickly." Lin Yu said to Qiu Sheng while the thunder in his palm was still working.
"Oh, okay." Qiu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly pulled the pale-faced Ren Tingting over and hid in a corner.
Seeing this, Lin Yu pushed his feet slightly hard, stood up immediately, and then volleyed towards the numb old man Ren.
"boom!"
Mr. Ren was still suffering from the pain of the thunder in his palm, and was kicked by the petrified Lin Yu. His body flew directly out and hit the door, landing on the ink line arranged in advance.
"Whoa, whoa!"
The moment it came into contact with the ink pipe line, Mr. Ren's body made a sizzling sound, and dazzling sparks shot out, constantly burning his body.
And his clothes had become tattered or in pieces.
"Old Master Ren!"
Uncle Jiu and Awei had just finished cremating the corpses of the villagers bitten by Mrs. Ren, and hurried towards Yizhuang.
As soon as I came over, I saw this scene.
Mr. Ren, who turned into a flying corpse, opened his spiritual intelligence. When he saw Uncle Jiu coming over, he endured the huge pain and grabbed the ink line, tore it off, and fled outside in a panic.
"Crack~"
The ink line held in Old Master Ren's hand burst out with sparks, causing the skin and flesh of his palm to burst open, revealing a section of black bone.
But he didn't stop because of this. Instead, he burst out faster and ran away.
"You bastard, where are you going?"
Uncle Jiu held a small peach wood sword in his hand, faced Old Master Ren head-on, and stabbed him directly in his strong chest.
"Ouch~"
Old Master Ren roared, then threw out his right hand and hit Uncle Jiu on the neck, while his left hand fearlessly hit the small peach wood sword.
With a click, the peach wood sword broke!
As for Uncle Jiu, his head hit the pillar next to him, and his forehead was instantly bruised.
"Mr. Lin, poke him in the eye." Uncle Jiu shouted.
Lin Yu arrived in an instant and stabbed Mr. Ren's eyes with his petrified fingers.
"puff!"
Mr. Ren was too seriously injured and was struggling to his death. Before he could react, he was poked in the eye by Lin Yu.
"Ouch~"
Old Master Ren was in pain, shook his head violently, and rushed outside crazily.
"Ah..." Ah Wei, who was watching the show in a daze, exclaimed when he saw Mr. Ren coming towards him, and hurried over while holding up his pants.
Lin Yu saw that the situation was not good, and with a thought, he immediately took out the mahogany sword made of centuries-old lightning strike wood from the Najie.
He was as fast as the wind, and he arrived in front of Mr. Ren in a few steps. He stabbed hard with the peach wood sword and penetrated Mr. Ren's chest directly.
"Where did Brother Lin's sword come from?" Wen Cai hid in the house and watched. He was startled by the sudden appearance of the peach wood sword and asked aloud.
Qiu Sheng shook his head: "I don't know either!"
Could it be said that Lin Yu can do magic tricks?
"呲呲......"
Smoke suddenly emitted from Old Master Ren's pierced chest. He roared wildly and struggled wildly, as if he was suffering from incomparable pain!
This mahogany sword made of centuries-old lightning-strike wood did too much harm to him!
Uncle Jiu stood up, glanced at Lin Yu in surprise, then took out a piece of talisman paper from his arms and stuck it on Mr. Ren's forehead.
Although the talisman paper has a certain effect, for Mr. Ren, the level is still not enough. With a bang, the talisman paper burned!
Old Master Ren was suffering from immense pain, and he pulled forward with all his strength, freeing himself from the restraints of the peach wood sword, and gurgling black blood overflowed from his chest.
The scene was extremely bloody, brutal and disgusting.
"Didn't this kill him?"
Qiu Sheng was a little surprised. Mr. Ren's vitality must be too tenacious.
"Uncle Jiu, take the sword!"
Lin Yu threw the peach wood sword to Uncle Jiu, and he dodged and came behind Mr. Ren. The speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to distinguish it with the naked eye.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Lin Yu kicked out three times hard, hitting Old Man Ren on the back. Old Man Ren stumbled forward under the force.
Uncle Jiu, who had taken over the Taomu Sword, just looked up and saw Old Mrs. Ren running towards him. He immediately understood what Lin Yu meant and pointed at the tip of the sword, stabbing Old Mrs. Ren in the neck.
"Pfft!"
The peach wood sword penetrated Old Master Ren's neck, and black blood kept dripping from the tip of the sword. He whined, and his body seemed to collapse.
"Thunder in the Palm!"
This was not over yet. After doing all this, Lin Yu threw a thunderbolt from his palm and struck Old Master Ren. He was so stubborn that Lin Yu never thought of it.
The Taomu Sword felt the baptism of thunder in its palm, and a more dazzling golden light suddenly emitted from it, swallowing up the entire body of Mr. Ren.
Like a red-hot iron hook, stirring crazily in the flesh.
"Roar……"
Old Master Ren suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared loudly, and began to struggle crazily again, trying to escape from the restraints.
"Still not dead?" Lin Yu was a little surprised.
However, next, there was a crackling explosion sound coming from Old Master Ren's body!
In the flash of lightning, Old Man Ren seemed to be sucked out of his life essence. Like a deflated balloon, he slipped from the mahogany sword wound and fell to the ground, lifeless.
Looking at the fallen old man Ren, Uncle Jiu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Yu was also relieved. He didn't expect Mr. Ren to be so crazy, but this battle was more in line with his expectations.
Now, he looked happy and comfortable.
Qiu Sheng and the three people hiding in the house breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene. It was finally over!
"Senior brother, senior brother!"
At this moment, there was a sound of shaking bells from outside, accompanied by bursts of jumping sounds.
"Ring, ring, ring! Ta-ta-ta-ta!"
Lin Yu knew that this was Simu bringing customers.
