The old man didn't panic. He drew a square in front of his face with his thumb, and an invisible barrier blocked the surging fire. Mu Ziyun felt something strange about his body, especially his hands and feet, which would feel numb for a while when exposed to flames, and his heart seemed to be crawling with a few black scorpions, which pricked him from time to time, but it was not uncomfortable. The more they pricked him, the more energetic and energetic he became.
A ball of fire jumped to the side of the beam, revealing half of Mu Ziyun's body. Mu Ziyun put his hands on his mouth, and when spitting fire, he hid several flame clones in it. The clones were not human-shaped, but looked like pieces of skin. , he came closer to the old man after a few breaths. The fire skin regrouped and differentiated, turning into seven spikes that were inserted into it. The old man clenched his fist fiercely and punched it downwards. The flame spikes were flattened into shape. Mu Ziyun judged that the old guy must have used gas methods like Mo Chaozhen. In this way, as long as his fire was strong enough, , it can be burned away.
But in fact, the gases of the old man and Mo Chaozhen are very different. Mo Chaozhen creates his own gas and has fewer ways to change it, so the main method of attack is assassination, while the old man uses gas. The gases in this world are all Its use is not terrible.
The old man made a bowl-like shape with his palms and pulled back. Mu Ziyun's face suddenly wrinkled, and he felt that his lungs were half deflated, and he hurriedly turned into a virtual body. The old man also had a way to deal with the virtual body. He condensed the air from all sides and gathered it into a In the transparent cage, all of Mu Ziyun's fire was locked inside.
Pulling out the fire from the fire bead and combining it with his own soul flame, Mu Ziyun wanted to make the temperature in the cage reach the highest point in an instant. It really worked. Qi is Qi, and he was at a disadvantage when dealing with fire. Seeing that the cage was being dissolved, the old man was a little annoyed. He faced the flames and slowly closed his palms. Mu Ziyun was pressed into a ball by the gas from all directions. The old man was experienced and experienced and would not force him into a dead end. When Mu Ziyun had enough strength, he would be hard. While fighting, he blew in the air from outside, instantly expanding the fire ball more than ten times.
Mu Ziyun's hands and feet were cramped in the flames, and there was a lot of air in his chest that couldn't go up or down. The energy he had just aroused seeped out from the weak bones. Before he could take a breath to slow down, there was an empty sound and he was compressed again. Form a group. Mu Ziyun was annoyed and wanted to do something. As soon as his strength reached his mouth, a large amount of air came from outside and formed a "cloud". After three times, Mu Ziyun lost the strength to resist and turned into a "cloud". After exiting the entity, he fell softly back to the ground, unable to stand firmly.
The old man sat back on his chair from the air, and others stood up.
The old man said coldly: "It doesn't matter, but you are better than this kid." The old man pointed at Fang Tianmu. Mu Ziyun heard someone praise him for the first time that he was better than the black kid. He was stunned for a while and said: "real?"
Huzi grabbed Mu Ziyun's shoulders, lifted him up, and turned to the old man and said, "Senior, here are the things. Please keep them. We are all barbarians. Please show us a way to survive." The old man took the One Hundred and Eighty Stars Chart and was immediately attracted by the stars involved. He fell into it for a moment and seemed to feel that there was nothing else worthy of his favor besides this one. After clapping his hands casually, he eagerly held the picture and left the ground.
Those Zhangqiu people didn't know what the old master meant. After discussing with each other, they decided to find a suitable place to execute Mu Ziyun and others. Huzi shouted angrily: "You Dengfeng people are so unreasonable!"
"How to reason with the barbarians?" A man came over with a smile and said: "Let's go, let you be lucky enough to enter the fiefdom. Are you not satisfied with this great advantage?"
"Bah!" Lingdang glared at him and said anxiously: "Why do you treat people like pigs and sheep? Do you think you are noble?"
"Zhizhi, there are some good-natured people among the barbarians. How about I keep Nizi for a few days and then execute her!"
"Humph!" Ling Dang's stern gaze swept over the people in the room.
At this time, a guy walked in from the door and whispered: "Guang is here to ask for someone, and he wants the hot boy by name."
"Oh?" The Zhangqiu people stared at Mu Ziyun, and one of them said, "Take them all, the Guang people still have to give them face."
"In addition," the man continued, "Guang family invited the old master to a banquet tonight, but the reason for the banquet was not explained."
"Well, of course I came here for the picture. Let's tell the old master that you take these barbarians to meet the Guang people."
Mu Ziyun and others were tied up again and taken out of the Zhangqiu clan domain to the Guang clan domain east of Dengfeng. There were no such rules this time, and their movements were very straightforward. They didn't care about others and only hit Mu Ziyun. They didn't know what method they used, but Mu Ziyun was unable to turn into a body. Every punch and kick hit his flesh and bones, which was so painful. Mu Ziyun shivered. Huzi and Fang Tianmu were pressed tightly. Lingdang grabbed Mu Ziyun's arm and used her body to block his punches. After a few blows, they fell. The fists of those people should not belong to humans. On the dough, the whole body felt like it had been fried, and it was so painful that it was burnt on the outside and crispy on the inside.
Mu Ziyun did not scream out, but endured it with trembling. He was picked up by the neck and thrown into the Guang Palace. A group of people stood in the courtyard, glaring at Mu Ziyun fiercely. Among them were women in their forties or fifty years old. , holding a long knife full of energy in his hand, as if he was resisting the thought of chopping Mu Ziyun into pieces.
Mu Ziyun lifted himself up from the ground, glanced at the faces in the courtyard, turned over and lay down with a smile, and said, "Master, I'm afraid I'm going to die today."
"Death is just the end." An old man came from a distance. The people of the Guang family gave way one after another. The old man stood in front of Mu Ziyun, looked down at him and said coldly: "Before this, I believe that every member of the Guang family will come up with a good idea." , making you unable to live or die, I just thought of one thing." The old man walked around Mu Ziyun, "Why don't we peel off your outermost layer of skin, scald it in boiling water first, and then use Bingtan's Rinse it with water, oh, that’s right, the aniseed at home also contains a lot of abrasive ingredients, why not just sprinkle it into your meat noodles to give you a good time.”
"Hey, hehehe" Mu Ziyun sneered: "Your method is really childish. If you ask me, it's better to drill a hole in the skin and pour boiling water into it first, so that the skin and flesh can separate inch by inch, making it look like a skin bag. , then drill a hole elsewhere to let the boiling water flow out, then use cold water to freeze the meat, and then use a small fire to slowly bake it under the body. With the help of the ice water, the skin and flesh will not burn. Ouch, that's it The feeling of cold and hot is wonderful just thinking about it. By the way, the aniseed ingredients should be put in last. Remove the fire and drain out the cold water. At this time, pour the aniseed ingredients in. The dough will tightly insert them into the meat. "Chinese, it's wonderful."
The old man frowned and glared at Mu Ziyun, and said, "It seems that he is a master at grinding people."
"That's not true." Mu Ziyun lay down and stared at the old man with a smile. "It's just that I have seen many more exciting ideas. The ones like yours are too childish." Compared with the vicious methods of the Fire Lord, this old man is still inferior. Far away.
"Then do you know why you have to be punished by my Guang clan?"
"The Dengfeng guys are just frogs in the well, people who are just looking for fame and reputation. How can we barbarians know your thoughts?"
Thumb thump thump, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer. Mu Ziyun turned around and opened his mouth in surprise. He was a man with no skin left. The gaps in his flesh were filled with iron foam. He looked extremely ugly and smelled of rust. Accompanying him was the nine-foot overlord. The two of them walked step by step to Mu Ziyun.
Tie Ren stared at Mu Ziyun with a pair of dark red eyes, his throat was hairy, and his voice made people's hair stand on end, "Can you still recognize me?"
"You're not dead." Mu Ziyun tilted his head and looked to the side, "But you're like this, which makes me quite happy."
"Look at me!" Iron Man grabbed his face and shouted, "Look at me, I've become like this! You, you, you, you fell into my hands, I will torture you for decades!"
Mu Ziyun said nothing and looked away. After a while, he glanced at Hu Zi and the others. The four looked at each other and nodded tacitly. Mu Ziyun said, "Okay, I won't accompany you anymore!"
Fang Tianmu suddenly came to Mu Ziyun's side, holding the black knife in his hand and slashed at Mu Ziyun's waist. The energy that restricted Mu Ziyun's incorporation was swallowed up by the black knife. At the same time, a hundred-foot-high fire surged out from under Mu Ziyun like a volcano. Flames, fierce fire condensed into fire clouds from high places, gathering in the sky of Dengfeng. Fang Tianmu summoned the Great Ghost Rakshasa, cut through the fire cloud layer, and threw the black hole into the crack. The black hole rolled up the fire cloud, forming a huge whirlpool, and began to sweep away everything on the ground, whether it was houses, ponds, or people and animals. , were dragged high into the sky by the cyclone.
Huzi picked up the bell and used the Heavy Domain, which reduced the weight of everything around him, making it impossible for people to grasp things for strength. He stepped on the fire ladder formed by Muzi Cloud and merged with Fang Tianmu into the whirlwind of fire. Fly to the sky.
