Wei Laoliu also pulled out his mahogany sword, sprinkled it with black dog blood and killed him.
There was a crisp sound, and the peach wood sword in his hand was broken by the opponent.
"What?"
Wei Laoliu was so shocked that he was also slapped away by the other party's palm.
Both of them suffered internal injuries, and the third master looked horrified.
"How could this happen? Black dog blood doesn't work?"
He was suddenly startled: "Mr. Tong Yuan, is this black dog blood?"
Tong Yuan looked embarrassed: "Well...I'm sorry."
"It's hard to find a black dog, so I just found a white dog and killed it."
"Ah? Damn you!"
The third master was so angry that his eyes widened: "Aren't you harming my two brothers? That white dog is useless."
With no other choice, he bit his finger and smeared the blood on the wooden sword.
The sword flashed with a dazzling red light, and he stabbed Tong Jingzhi in the chest with all his strength.
'puff!'
The sword penetrated about five centimeters, which would inevitably cause some damage to Tong Jingzhi's body.
But the two sides were fighting from a distance. If Najiratu was not suppressed, this head-lowering technique would be useless.
The Third Master gritted his teeth, combed his hair, and held the sword in both hands, trembling slightly.
Tong Jingzhi's face was ferocious, and the two sides fought for about half a minute.
'boom!'
A stream of black smoke spurted out from Tong Jingzhi's mouth and instantly penetrated into the third master's body.
"Ah, what is it? It's biting me..."
The third master was retreating while grabbing up and down.
He sat down on the ground and saw his abdomen swelled rapidly, as if he was about to give birth.
"What? Third brother!"
Wei Laoliu was shocked, picked up the broken sword and slapped him on the stomach.
With this sword strike, the Third Master's stomach deflated.
"Wow!"
Immediately afterwards, the third master sprayed out two mouthfuls of black water, and the smell suddenly filled the sky.
But less than two seconds after the belly deflated, it began to swell rapidly again.
The third master's face turned pale in pain, and his stomach was about to burst.
This old man was so cruel that he bit his index finger and drew a talisman on the palm of his hand.
He slapped his stomach hard, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and his bulging belly shrank again.
In the black blood on the ground, there was a large moving black centipede, as big as an adult's hand.
"I'll step on you to death!"
Wei Laoliu stepped on it, but he missed it and the centipede crawled along his calf and directly onto his back.
"Huh? Where have you gone?"
When Wei Laoliu was wondering, he suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain in his back.
"Fuck! What is that?"
He kept grabbing back with both hands, but he couldn't catch it at all.
Tong Jiao and Tong Yuan were both stunned. The big centipede bit into Wei Laoliu's skin and turned into a black smoke and entered his body.
"Ouch, my belly..."
Wei Laoliu screamed, and his belly quickly inflated, faster than the inflated balloon.
"Lao Liu, I'm here to save you."
Just as the third master was about to stand up, he fell down with a thud.
His face was full of pain, and his belly actually started to grow bigger again, and both of them were about to explode at the same time.
At this critical moment of life and death, Xiao Feng suddenly stepped forward and took out the two longest silver needles.
These two silver needles were inserted into their navels respectively, and when they were pulled out, two streams of black smoke were emitted on the spot.
Their bulging bellies began to shrink again.
'Stab it!'
Xiao Feng tore open their clothes and exposed their bellies.
The blood vessels on their belly were clearly visible, and something was obviously moving inside the flesh, bulging one after another.
"Tongjiao, let me lend you your blood."
"ah?"
Before she could react, Xiao Feng cut her finger and squeezed out a few drops of blood.
Then he used her blood to draw two talismans on their bellies.
‘Weng!’
These two blood talismans flashed two red lights.
"Wow…"
Third Master and Wei Laoliu began to vomit wildly, and finally each of them spit out a large centipede from their mouths.
These two centipedes, one white and one black, crawled straight towards Xiao Feng.
"Destroy!"
Xiao Feng pointed his finger, and a yellow talisman flew out.
There was a bang and the two big centipedes were blown to pieces on the spot.
The third master and Wei Laoliu sat slumped on the ground, gasping for air and looking livid.
"This should be the famous black and white head-lowering technique in the Xiang Kingdom."
"Brother Xiao, it's lucky to have you, otherwise my two brothers would be dead."
The third master was shocked and swallowed his saliva.
"Tongjiao, take care of them."
After saying a few words, Xiao Feng went straight to Tong Jingzhi.
"Boy, who are you?"
The other party's eyes were red and he asked loudly.
"Giratu, don't do evil again."
"I'll give you one last chance to untie Mr. Tong's head immediately."
Jilatu smiled ferociously: "Haha... To tell you the truth, it has been several years since he was tricked and there is no way to crack it."
What he said was not a lie. The longer it takes for Zhongtou to crack down, the harder it is to crack it. I'm afraid it has already penetrated deep into the bones.
"Can't solve it? I don't believe in this evil."
Xiao Feng took out five yellow talismans and placed them on Tong Jingzhi's head, hands and feet respectively.
He clasped his hands together and shouted loudly.
"Heaven and earth, lend me the hellfire."
'boom!'
There was a loud bang, and Tong Jingzhi's whole body was ignited by white flames.
"ah…"
He let out a piercing scream, and the sound echoed throughout the villa.
His entire face was distorted, he was shaking violently in the wheelchair, and the fire completely buried him.
"dad…"
Tong Jiao and Tong Yuan were both stunned. Aren't they going to be burned alive?
Just as the two people were about to rush forward, they were stopped by Third Master and Wei Laoliu.
"Don't go there, this is the fire of the underworld."
"What fire?"
Tong Yuan was stunned.
"The fire of the underworld is the eighteen levels of hell, the fire that burns evil spirits."
"If you two mortals get close, your souls will be instantly destroyed."
Third Master explained.
"Ah? What should my dad do?"
Tongjiao is busy.
"Don't worry, didn't you see those five yellow talismans? They were used to protect your father's soul."
Third Master comforted him, with a look of admiration on his face.
"Mr. Xiao is indeed an expert. Only masters of magic in China can activate this Netherworld Fire."
Under the burning of the netherworld fire, bursts of black smoke erupted from Tong Jingzhi's body.
He stared with blood-red eyes and roared loudly.
"You brat, just wait for me."
"I will become your nightmare and give you no peace for the rest of your life."
A column of black smoke rose billowingly, and finally dissipated in mid-air.
At this time, the netherworld fire on Tong Jingzhi was extinguished in an instant.
He sat slumped in the wheelchair motionless, his head hanging down as if dead.
"Mr. Xiao, how is my dad?"
Tong Jiao asked anxiously.
"It's okay, the old man just fainted."
In this airborne battle, Xiao Feng only had a slight upper hand.
Ji Latu's witchcraft was very strong, and when his cultivation was about to be damaged, he quickly cut off the connection.