It was like experiencing a fire that started a prairie fire. Wu Xuan stepped back step by step after a blow, but stepped on a soft thing. The thing let out a wail, and directly hit him from the bottom of the cauldron. He leaned back, and his head was in contact with the earth. Comes a close encounter.
Everything happens in an instant.
By the time the Wu clan members reacted, Wu Xuan was already on his back.
The corner of Shen Tangli's mouth twitched, and Zhihe and the ancestor stopped their movements in unison.
That soft thing was none other than the swearing cloud that followed the ancestor.
Shen Tangli sighed, this thing is worthy of following the ancestors, except for the skin, there is no white area.
Turning his gaze back to Wu Xuan, Shen Tangli frowned, but who was this person? Why did he push her door open? They didn't know him.
"It's too much to bully someone."
The black-robed messengers came towards Shen Tangli. They did not dare to attack Yin Xuan. Of course, they were also targeting the soft ones, and Shen Tangli was the first to attack.
The ancestor stood aside and watched, and there were faint signs that he and the paper crane were on the same front.
Shen Tangli no longer wanted to complain, so she dodged the black-robed attack: "It wasn't your companion, and I wasn't the one who burned it. Why are you just staring at me, relying on your own cultivation level to be higher than mine? Where is your face? Do you want to be shameless?" "
Heipao's strength is obviously higher than hers, isn't this just relying on his strength to act like a gangster?
Shen Tangli is now focusing on his body skills so as not to fall behind.
The black robe's face was ugly. He was a little impulsive. Now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off. Didn't you see that his companions haven't made any move yet?
This female nun is so noisy that I really want to slap her to death.
He was really ready to slap him to death.
The opponent's attack moves are becoming more and more complex, and their murderous intent is getting stronger. This is a prelude to opening up. Shen Tangli is not stupid. If the opponent opens up, she will suffer a loss.
However, she is also a resourceful person.
Summoning Secret Technique: "Old Ancestor."
Yin Zheng was in front of her in an instant, and with a wave of his sleeves, his black robe flew away.
With every move of his hands, he can kill someone.
The black robe didn't even scream, but turned into a pile of powder.
Yin Xuan turned around and glanced at Shen Tangli with some disgust: "You're so weak."
"Yin Xie, you are going too far." Wu Xuan was furious, enduring the severe pain on his face.
Yin Xuan glanced at him: "How about bullying you?"
Wu Xuan couldn't get up or down in one breath, his eyes were filled with deep fear, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.
Even though others didn't feel it, the terrifying deterrent was only for him.
Like death coming.
"I have just picked up a few bed bugs from your clan, and now I have sent a bunch of them. Is it possible that I feel too lonely?"
Wu Xuan replied with a trembling voice: "No, I don't dare."
His attitude changed drastically, shocking the other black robes.
They are not here to arrest people. What is the attitude of the leader?
Shen Tangli finally recognized these people from Yin Xuan's words.
Witch clan.
In Shen Tangli's perception, the current Wu clan can be equated with hypocrites.
I'm afraid these people are also looking for trouble.
Wu Xuan suppressed his fear, held a curse slip tightly in his sleeves, and bowed to Yin Xuan: "Immortal Lord Chonglou, I am blind and can't see Mount Tai. This time I am disturbing you and my grandchildren. Please ask me, Lord Immortal." Atonement.”
"Forgive me? Do you really want to atone for your sins?" Yin Xie's voice became slightly heavier: "How about keeping the curse slip in your sleeve?"
Wu Xuan turned around and wanted to leave, but it was too late. He felt as if a hand was grabbing his throat, and he rose into the air. The curse slip in his sleeve flew out and fell into Yin Xuan's hand.
"No……"
Wu Xuan struggled to take it back, but he didn't even let out a scream, and his whole soul was extinguished.
The rest of the black-robed witch clan met the same fate.
Yin Xuan held the curse slip, and the aura around him was frighteningly cold.
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