Playing with it in your palm

The members of the Ghost Witch Palace echoed, but they didn't see Yang Mu fall down for a long time. Instead, they saw each other and looked at him and others like a fool.

"Why didn't this guy fall down?"

"The head-reducing technique does not work?"

"Why is this happening? Is there something wrong?"

...

Everyone looked at each other and looked at the old man one after another.

The old man was confused. Look at me, I don’t know what’s going on!

Why didn't this guy fall down?

At this time, Yang Mu looked at the old man from the air: "Down!"

Plop!

The old man fell straight and leaned down, as if he had been used to impose a fixed body technique. His whole body was stiff, and there were only a pair of eyes that were rotating desperately, telling the old man's horrified heart.

Everyone in the Ghost Witch Palace exclaimed in surprise.

Before they could speak, Yang Mu's fingers were empty again!

"fall!"

"fall!"

"fall!"

...

A member of the Ghost Witch Palace kept falling down.

Not to mention the people from the Ghost Witch Palace, even Long Qi, who was standing next to Yang Mu, felt a numb scalp. This scene was so weird.

She looked at Yang Mu in confusion.

Seeing that the rest of the Ghost Witch Palace were all looking at him like frightened birds, Yang Mu felt a little bored and looked at Long Qi, asking her to look at his right hand.

At this time, Long Qi saw something sandwiched between Yang Mu's middle finger and index finger.

"Silver Needle!"

Long Qi suddenly realized that it was Yang Mu who shot out the silver needle while pointing it out with his fingers.

Obviously, the strange scene just happened when I shot a certain acupoint on the other party's body.

"I thought you could also cure your head!"

Long Qi still felt very strange when she recalled the scene just now.

This feeling is like a magic show.

If you know the principle, you will feel that it is just like this, but if you don’t know it, it will be regarded as a miracle and it will be incredible.

Suddenly, she realized something and said to Yang Mu:

"Can the head-reducing technique be? It's actually not as terrible and weird as people say?

Perhaps there is a hidden mystery, but ordinary people can't see it, so they connect it with ghosts and gods."

"clever!"

Yang Mu laughed, "Look down and look at your feet."

"Under the feet?"

Long Qi looked down at her feet.

The deck was cleaned very clean, and she noticed that there was a worm corpse the size of a rice grain under her feet.

It looks like a mosquito, but its body is green and its head is much larger than that of ordinary mosquitoes.

She thought for a while and said in surprise: "Gu Zhe?"

“That’s right.

It's the worm.

The move like a great dancer was just a deliberate attraction. The real threat came from the insects flying out of his clothes."

Yang Mu looked at the Ghost Witch Palace with disappointed expression, "The so-called head-subduing technique is a performance of poisonous insects and exaggerated things?

It's really disappointing."

The reason why Yang Mu did not call this a witchcraft or a witch master is that they are just at the level of using witch insects to injure people, and they cannot be said to drive witch insects at all.

If it were a real Gu Master, when the Gu insect was hit by his fingers just now, he should have discovered something was wrong!

And the old man didn't notice anything strange at all.

Swish!

There was no sign of A Guman, and turned into a phantom and rushed towards Yang Mu.

He was unwilling to take action, but now it is obvious that he will not take action!

boom!

In an instant, he came to Yang Mu and punched him out.

Even though this punch had a bit of a sudden smell, it was caught off guard, but Yang Mu raised his right hand and easily blocked it.

A Guman punched Yang Mu's forearm, not only did he not take Yang Mu back half a step, but his own fist hurts violently. The feeling was like an ordinary person punching the steel plate.

Boom! Boom! Boom—

A Guman's expression changed, and he didn't say a word, and punched several times one after another.

Every punch was easily blocked by Yang Mu.

"It's the Muay Thai posture, but it seems different from ordinary Muay Thai."

While blocking, Yang Mu observing the opponent's boxing skills, and he performed extremely relaxedly.

Long Qi said: "It should be some kind of ancient boxing technique in Southeast Asia, is it powerful--"

She wanted to say "extremely powerful", but seeing that every punch of Aguman was easily blocked by Yang Mu, she could only stop her words.

But I knew in my heart that every punch of Aguman was extremely terrifying, not only causing a sound of breaking through the air, but also causing a gust of wind, blowing her hair to dance.

“Who are you?

Even a second-grade master of China cannot block my fist so easily!"

A Guman was shocked and angry, and stomped his right foot on the deck.

The deck sounded loudly and sank down. He burst out with amazing power. His body was like a tight spring. His whole body was concentrated at one point and he blasted out again!

However, this punch, which was so strong that it was still easily blocked by Yang Mu.

Not only did Yang Mu not hurt, but his right hand made a sound of bone shattering, flesh ruptured, and blood flowed!

A Guman turned around instantly and ran to the back, as if he was about to run away!

"You can't escape!"

As soon as Yang Mu chased after him, he saw A Guman suddenly turn around, push out with his left hand, and a black shadow flew out from his sleeve.

It was a small white snake covered with emerald green patterns, only as long as chopsticks. At this time, it had opened its mouth, exposed its fangs, and bit towards Yang Mu.

"Yang Mu, be careful!"

Long Qi was shocked.

A Guman was too cunning and didn't want to escape at all, but grabbed Yang Mu's moment of chasing him and shot him back.

"it's useless.

The gap between you and me is too big. No matter how hard you think, it will be a waste of effort!”

Yang Mu stuck out his right hand and easily grabbed the snake.

However, the moment the little snake was caught, a black liquid spurted out of its mouth, which was extremely fast and hit Yang Mu's chest.

Hissing-

This black liquid, with terrifying corrosiveness, dissolved Yang Mu's clothes in his chest in an instant.

"Haha! Haha! Who said I was wasting my efforts? In the end, you were still in my hands?"

A Guman laughed loudly, feeling indescribable.

The venom ejected from the little snake's mouth was amazingly toxic. As long as it touched the skin slightly, even if the other party was a master of ancient martial arts, it would be impossible for him to last for long.

"Now, you will feel weak all over. Soon, you will ulcerate all over, and your whole body will become as dark as charcoal, and finally melt into a pool of liquid!"

Agu smiled smugly, like a general who returned from winning a battle.

The others in the Ghost Witch Palace breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Mu had the feeling of playing with A Guman in his palm just now, which really scared them a little.

Just as they were about to say something flattering, Yang Mu suddenly stepped out, then slapped A Guman in the head, and flew out A Guman who was still laughing!

"Who asked you to break my clothes?

Now, I have to pay extra for compensation for my compensation! The cost of compensation for clothes is 100 million US dollars!"
Chapter completed!