The evil aura suddenly turned around, and her life was on the line for a moment. Lin Qianmeng was filled with regret when she suddenly saw the man in yellow jump up, then condensed his fingers into a sword and swept the mountains and rivers with his aura, making him worthy of fighting with the man in the coffin.
All of a sudden, there was an endless crackling sound, and hissing and roaring resounded all around. The man in yellow and the man in the coffin were obviously determined to kill, and they were on the verge of the cycle of life and death.
Lin Qianmeng had never seen such a desperate fight before. She was so shocked that she froze on the spot, completely unable to think of stepping forward to help.
Suddenly, the man in yellow had a sharp look in his eyes, and he chanted in a loud voice: "Nawu Sa Duo Nan. San Miao San Bo Tuo. Ju Hao Nan. Ta Nephew... Zhe Ru Zhu Ru. Zhunti. Suo Po He!"
The sound of the curse was quasi-cited, destroying all obstacles. The person in the coffin was immediately suppressed, and a huge bare head vaguely appeared in the black air.
The man in yellow was refreshed and was about to kill the beast in one fell swoop, but the person in the coffin realized the danger and retreated into the coffin first, leaving only a deafening roar.
The man in yellow didn't dare to rush in. He stared at the coffin with a pair of eagle eyes and stood ready with his sword held flat.
Lin Qianmeng came back to her senses and exclaimed: "Ah! You...are you okay?"
The man in yellow didn't look at her, he just raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "My little sister has a good conscience. This giant is fine."
Lin Qianmeng's face turned red and she said calmly: "But your... injuries... are very serious."
The man in yellow seemed to be stunned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "It's nothing. This giant has been infected with wind and cold in the past few days, and his muscles and bones are inevitably a little cold. Otherwise, how can this mummy hurt me?"
Lin Qianmeng woke up and couldn't hide her fear and said: "Dry... mummy? Is that... a monster?"
The man in yellow's heart moved and he couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, and it's also a three-legged monster, ha... But this mummy is lucky. Every time there is a little girl who disturbs the situation, ugh."
Lin Qianmeng vaguely heard that he was teasing her, and she said cautiously in embarrassment: "Do you... want me to go away?"
The man in yellow smiled and said, "Young lady is smart, but it's a pity that even if you want to leave, it's too late."
Lin Qianmeng's heart skipped a beat when she suddenly noticed a black arrow cluster shaped like a wolf's fang protruding from the front of the coffin. Under the white moon, it looked even more sinister and sinister, its power threatening to swallow up the soul.
This black arrow was familiar to her. Lin Qianmeng was feeling a chill all over her body when she heard the man in yellow laugh dryly and say, "Little sister, are you afraid of death?"
Lin Qianmeng gritted her teeth and said with difficulty after a moment: "No... I'm not afraid!"
The man in yellow hummed and said: "As long as you are not afraid of death, if this mummy kills you with one arrow, I promise to avenge you. When the time comes, I will first cut off its five limbs, and then destroy its martial arts. You are here
You can abuse it as you like below."
Lin Qianmeng hesitated and said: "We... the Kongtong sect... don't believe in Buddhism, nor... the underworld, you... um... have five limbs? This monster... really has three legs?"
The man in yellow chuckled and said: "Of course it has five limbs, otherwise I'm really afraid that it will harm people when it gets down there, or even ghosts."
Although Lin Qianmeng couldn't hear much, the man in the coffin was so angry at the ridicule that he couldn't help but roared: "Bald donkey, you are so presumptuous! I will kill you!"
The man in yellow rolled his eyes and said with clear disdain: "After all, it is a mummy. No matter how big the head is, the brain is only as big as a peanut. Otherwise, I have told you so many times, the bald donkey is scolding you, you
Why can’t you understand?”
The man in the coffin became even more angry and said through gnashed teeth: "Bald donkey! Monk, you are all, bald donkey! You, die!"
The man in yellow said in shock: "You really want to kill me? In fact, you might as well kill this little girl first, otherwise if the last arrow misses, you will have to walk alone on the road to hell."
The man in the coffin had not yet answered, but he suddenly heard Lin Qianmeng scolding: "Evil! Kill!" She no longer held back at all in the scolding, the Changtian Divine Sword took off its inner sheath, and the incomparable blade reflected the moon, flawless, with one move
"Purple Yan Xuan Hong" shot through the air and stabbed at the coffin.
The person in the coffin was shocked at this sudden change of haste, but the man in yellow did not expect that this little girl would be so courageous. In a flash of thought, he also rushed forward, forming a pincer attack with Lin Qianmeng.
The wonderful synergy is truly indescribable.
The man in the coffin suffered from a loss of intelligence. He was unable to distinguish priorities for a moment, but instinctively activated the machine spring.
Suddenly, there was a heart-stopping crash, and the black arrow shot out, landing between Lin Qianmeng and the man in yellow.
However, even so, Lin Qianmeng was still unable to withstand the powerful vortex airflow.
When the man in yellow saw this, he made an immediate decision. He shook his hands and hit the tail end of the black arrow with two strong winds. As the dust exploded, the black arrow turned sharply and shot straight towards the chest of the man in yellow.
The man in yellow was on guard for a long time and took advantage of the situation to duck down. However, this was a change of attack in the middle, so he was still a little slower. The black arrow flew across his shoulder with a roar, and his whole body was immediately struck by the arrow.
He rushed back more than ten steps and used all his strength to barely hold on.
The man in the coffin shot an arrow, but before he could recover, Lin Qianmeng happened to attack with a sword.
She was determined to die with this sword, and it was so powerful that the man in the coffin was unable to stop her. In an instant, there was only a pop sound, and the Changtian Divine Sword broke through the coffin and hit the vest of the man in the coffin.
The man in the coffin let out an earth-shaking scream, and then the whole coffin burst into flames.
Lin Qianmeng didn't expect that a sword strike would work. She was so shocked that she lost consciousness, and half of her sleeves were immediately ignited by flames.
The shrill screams continued, and the person in the coffin was obviously suffering great pain. Lin Qianmeng was also frightened and hurriedly sheathed her sword and stepped back a few steps, before raising her hand to extinguish the flames.
At this time, I heard the man in yellow shouting loudly: "Don't do it! The fire is poisonous, roll it out on the ground quickly!"
Lin Qianmeng had no time to think carefully and hurriedly followed the instructions and rolled to the ground. She repeated this several times. Although she extinguished all the poisonous fire, she herself was also in a state of embarrassment. Just as she was about to recover from the shock, she felt lucky to have escaped from death again and couldn't help but feel
He actually shed tears.
While Lin Qianmeng was having mixed feelings, the man in yellow had already approached her. After looking at her for a moment, she said happily: "Luckily everything is fine, ha... This little girl is so brave. I admire her from the bottom of my heart."
Lin Qianmeng said in surprise: "I'm... laughing at you, is that monster... dead?"
The man in yellow mused: "If you can't hear the wailing, I'm probably going to see him, the King of Hell."
Lin Qianmeng breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, folded her girdle as a courtesy and said, "Little girl...Lin Qianmeng, a disciple of the Kongtong Sect, may I ask...the name of a warrior."
The man in yellow laughed dryly and said: "Strong man? Am I strong?"
Lin Qianmeng hesitated, and said indifferently: "Then...dare I ask...the righteous..."
The man in yellow couldn't help but smile and said: "I am still a martyr. You, a little girl, can't get pregnant even if you call me brother... nothing will happen."