Chapter 25 Ghost

The stone rock carried a dagger, first carved a crude butterfly pattern on the two big trees, and then quickly climbed up one of the big trees, cut off the branches with the thick arms on the dagger, divided them into five pieces, quickly sharpened, and randomly smeared the "seven snake saliva" on the tip.

He spent two minutes on this series of things.

Two minutes later, Tu Mu and Jin Mo, two people from the Langya mercenary regiment, arrived as scheduled.

Tu Mu and Jin Mo didn't pay attention to him and the two women at all. When they shuttled through the forest, they still talked with a smile and discussed how to play Diylan for a while.

"Wow! Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

The sharpened branches pass through the leaves, like tenacious sunlight, projecting to Tumu and Jinmo.

Tu Mu didn't care. He waved the toma axe in his hand at will and shot down two branches. He laughed and said, "This group of people are really shabby. It's too shameful to greet us with branches."

"Poor guy." Jin Mo also shook his head and laughed.

"Shhhhhh!"

Three branches shot tenaciously again.

Tu Mu was a little impatient. The long tomahawk with his arm drew a semicircular arc. In the silver light, three branches fell to the ground again.

Shi Yan slowly appeared from the leaves, looked at the two people coldly, and said, "You two, are you going up one by one, or come here together?"

Tu Mu narrowed his eyes, looked up at Shi Yan, shook his head, and said in disinterest: "It's just a smelly boy. Maybe he has just entered the innate realm. His tone is not small. Unfortunately, his strength is limited, and I'm not interested."

After that, Tu Mu didn't look at Shi Yan again. He turned around and left. The voice came from afar: "Jin Mo, it's up to you. Deal with it quickly, so that you can catch up as soon as possible. If you're late, I'll fuck that bitch for the second time, hahaha!"

Jin Mo snorted coldly, and the huge mace in his hand suddenly hit the ground. The mace was deeply inserted in the soil. "Come down, boy. I don't need weapons. Don't let me climb the tree to chase you. I'm in a hurry. Hurry up."

"Well, I'm in a hurry, too." Shi Yan's eyes were full of indifferent peace of life and death. He jumped from the ancient tree, and the dagger in his hand suddenly shot out and sank into the soil next to the mace.

"Bow!" Shi Yan stood ten meters in front of Jin Mo, stretched out his empty hands and shook them, saying, "I don't use weapons either."

"Hey, boy is not timid." Jin Mo grinned, and the pimples on his face piled up together, and his eyes were fierce and violently rushed to the stone rock.

Jin Mo's hands suddenly swelled, and the blue veins squirmed on his fists one by one. After he clenched his fist and waved, there was a "wow" sound in the air. Suddenly, there were more punches in the void, and the punches were constantly strengthened in Jinmo's march.

After five steps, dozens of punches have appeared in the void in front of Jinmo's arms.

"Ordinary martial arts, random star boxing!"

Shi Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, suddenly condensed the essence, and threw all the messy thoughts out of his body. There was only a fist seal in his eyes, and there was only the only thought of killing Jin Mo in his heart!

"Boom!"

His mind was shocked, and he was enlightened, bringing him into a certain wonderful realm.

The touch of eyes, ears and body was several times at once, and all the scenery around him suddenly became very clear. He stared at Jin Mo and could clearly sense the speed and frequency of the essence flowing in his arm.

The fist seal all over the sky disappeared in an instant, and all the illusions were wiped out. In his eyes, there were only two punches waved by Jin Mo, and even the trajectory of the fist rolling was clear at a glance.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Yan suddenly shouted loudly, his arms tightened and squeaked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wisps of misty white smoke wrapped around his arms.

At the same time, from his neck, his skin began to petrify and turn into a gray-brown rock, as hard as iron.

The black light also emerged from the surface of his body, covering his thin body.

Jin Mo's iron fist, carrying the surging power enough to crack the stone, suddenly bombarded the chest of the stone rock.

The black light shield twisted for a while, and under the iron fist of Jinmo, it turned into a little black light and burst into pieces. Jin Mo's fist passed through the black light shield, the power was slightly reduced, and he bombarded the chest of the stone rock heavily.

"Bow!"

"Kow!"

The sound of a heavy blow, and the sound of broken joints almost at the same time.

Jin Mo's face became extremely ugly in an instant.

The heartbreaking pain on his fist made him realize that the sound of the broken joint did not come from the chest of the rock, but from his fist!

With his teeth grinning and shaking his painful arms, Jin Mo looked at the rock-like cold rock with a shocked face, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly shouted, "The 'petrified martial soul' of the Shi family! Are you from the Shi family of Shangmeng?

"That's so smart." Shi Yan grinned, and his smile was indescribably cold and cool.

Jin Mo screamed unlucky and hurriedly wanted to dodge, but found that he was too close to Shi Yan and it was too late.

Shiyan stretched out his hand like lightning and clasped Jinmo's neck. The white fog of fear, madness, violence, despair and other negative emotions on his arms instantly penetrated into Jinmo's body.

Jin Mo seemed to have fallen into the infernal hell, with a frightened face and screamed trembling all over, "No! No! No!"

It seemed that he couldn't see anything. Jin Mo screamed there, and the two iron fists waved aimless, as if to resist the terrible ghost approaching.

Shi Yan had already let go, the white fog on his arm disappeared, his expression returned to normal, and he silently calculated the time in his heart.

One, two, three, four, five...

counting in his heart, Shi Yan did not rush to the position where the dagger had sunk, pulled the dagger out of the soil, and gently walked to Jin Mo on tiptoe.

When he counted seventeen, Jin Mo seemed to have adapted to the scene of fear, slowly stabilized his mood, and his eyes seemed to be gradually recovering to clarity, and it seemed that he was about to wake up.

Seventeen seconds is enough to kill a person dozens of times.

He nodded gently, and Shi Yan knew it in his heart. Suddenly, he came forward like lightning, and the dagger in his arm accurately crossed Jin Mo's neck.

When the blood sprayed out, Jin Mo's eyes finally returned to clarity. He stared at Shi Yan with hatred and fell down unwillingly.

Shi Yan squatted down, first dried the blood stains on the dagger with Jinmo's clothes, and then searched Jinmo's body and found that this guy was carrying some food, hundreds of amethyst coins, and two sharp fangs of "fire cloud pythons".

You're welcome to put these things into his backpack. Shi Yan took a deep breath and felt that Jin Mo's essence had poured into the acupuncture point. Then he stood up and muttered to himself, "The innate double heaven, under the negative power of 'runaway', you also want to lose seventeen seconds. This martial art is really abnormal. Maybe the more negative forces gathered, the more powerful it can be..."

After talking to himself, Shi Yan cleaned up his emotions, held his breath, and suddenly ran in the direction of Tu Mu's pursuit.

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"Stinky bitch, it's fucking hot! Haha, but I like it!" Tu Mu laughed and fought with Diylan with the tomahawk.

The cold light flashed in Mu Yu's butterfly's eyes, holding the guqin on one side, and her pretty face was uncertain, as if she was making a difficult decision.

Tu Mu's extremely heavy tomahawk was like a feather fan in his hand, without any weight.

When the axe shadow flashes, Diyalan's dagger is often untenable. As long as she touches the tomahawk, Diyalan's delicate body trembles gently. Obviously, Tumu Jingyuan is definitely much thicker than her.

Tumu's tomahawk is like a wheel, the shadow of the axe rolling, and the wheel entangled Diylan like a wheel. The sharp axe shines, Diyalan's long hair is flying, and the short skirt between the waist and buttocks has an extra opening, and the spring light suddenly leaks.

"Bad bitch, now you know how powerful I'm, right? Don't worry, I'll let you know later that the uncle's best thing is not martial arts, hahaha!" Tu Mu smiled strangely, as if he didn't intend to clean up Diylan so quickly and deliberately teased her in this way.

Diylan was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, but she was unable to reply and resisted with difficulty.

"Sister, do you need any help?" Shi Yan's lazy joking voice suddenly came from the forest.

The next moment, the stone rock with the dagger was revealed. He glanced at the beautiful benefits of Diylan's springlight, and said, "It's smooth and full, quite round, excellent, excellent."

Diylan looked surprised. At this time, he didn't care about the bickering. He stepped back and shouted, "You bastard, you can still be alive."

Tu Mu's face changed, and his expression suddenly became solemn. He did not chase Di Yalan's victory, but looked at Shi Yan and said in a low voice, "Is Jin Mo dead?"

"What do you think?" Shi Yan looked at him with a dagger and came over step by step.

During the march, Shiyan's two arms dried up again, a trace of breath mixed with all kinds of negative forces, overflowed from the pores of his arm, wrapped around his arm, lingering.

Jin Mo's essence was not purified, but when Shi Yan used to "run away", Jin Mo's despair and resentment before his death suddenly gushed out of the acupuncture point and condensed into the ferocious and fierce shadow of Jin Mo in front of him, which was lifelike.

"Jinmo!" Tu Mu looked stunned, and his strong body couldn't help trembling.

It's so weird!

In front of Shiyan, Jin Mo's virtual shadow is like a fierce ghost, with his teeth and claws, as light as nothing. In a pair of dark and resentful eyes, there is an unforgettable hatred, as if he can't wait to kill everyone in the world.

Diyalan and Mu Yudie also looked strange, and their delicate bodies trembled slightly. They couldn't help screaming, "What the hell is this!"

Not only were others stunned, but even Shi Yan himself was stunned. He stared at the shadow that appeared in front of him and didn't know what to do.

"Jinmo! Jin Mo! What's wrong with you? Under the eye of Jin Mo's unforgettable hatred, Tu Mu took a step back and said in surprise, "We are partners, and your enemies are behind you!"

Tu Mu's exclamation woke up Shi Yan, and his heart moved. There was only one idea in his mind to kill Tu Mu. The various negative forces wrapped around his arm suddenly shot out, like a pale strange snake, strangely entangled to Tu Mu.

Jin Mo's virtual shadow seemed to be stimulated by those negative forces, and also flew over lightly, and grabbed Tu Mu fiercely like a fierce ghost.

"Kill!" Shi Yan shouted coldly and suddenly rushed out. Di Yalan was stunned and also raised her sword to cut Tu Mu.

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