Lin Mengjia also looked at it.
I don't know when Zixuan has come back.
At the moment, she is sitting on the sofa, talking with Shangguan and Ji Ning in high spirits. They are no longer watching the game, but sitting on the sofa near her, showing great interest.
Sitting beside Zixuan, Xue Rui's face was even more excited, and he sometimes put in two words.
It can be seen that the content of their conversation is much more interesting than the following competition. Even Shangguan and Ji Ning, who are not gossipy at all, are waiting to listen carefully. Their eyes are shining. They are listening and nodding slightly.
Lin Mengjia was puzzled and said to Tang Feng, "look at them, they seem to be talking about something interesting.
Tang Feng didn't look at it. He already knew what they were talking about. He said: "Zixuan got such a big bargain. Naturally, she wanted to show off. She was explaining to them the matter of inviting the Yin God, and how she showed her magic power to capture the soul."
Lin Mengjia already knew the situation, but she was no longer curious. She looked at the old man again and said, "can the monk hear them? He - what is he doing! "
Lin Mengjia's voice rose abruptly.
She saw the old man on the other side. Now the palm of his right hand turned up. The string of beads that he had held in his hand had already soared up and floated above his palm. In it, a light cyan gas was slowly spreading.
The old man's lips were shaking rapidly too. The frequency was so fast that he couldn't hear what he was saying. But with Lin Mengjia's experience, he could guess what he was saying.
Lin Mengjia directly told her that what the old man did must be quite shocking, and it was aimed at Zixuan.
Thinking about Zixuan, Lin Mengjia looks at her again.
Zixuan didn't seem to be aware of the situation. She was still talking and laughing with other people, dancing and dancing. She was very excited.
Lin Mengjia really wanted to shout at her and remind her to pay attention. But at the moment, she also knew that it was useless to do so.
"Red green curse, no wonder it's so arrogant."
Without Lin Mengjia's warning, Tang Feng's mouth was already showing a sneer. Immediately, a golden aura lingered on his fingertips, and shot in the direction of the old man like lightning.
This golden aura is not very bright, and the light is very soft, but the speed is very fast. Although there is no entity, it looks like a sharp blade.
The old man was reciting the pithy formula, allowing the cyan gas in his palm to spread faster and faster, forming a serpentine shape in the air. Seeing it winding, he wanted to swim in the direction of Zixuan's box.
At this time, the golden light had arrived, with a sharp momentum, directly hit the string of beads above the old man's palm.
At the moment of contact, the string of beads seemed to be hit by a bullet, the string of beads broke, and the beads scattered and splashed. Not only the string of beads scattered, but also the beads themselves were fragmented and small pieces were splashed out around.
As the beads crumbled, the blue snake, which had been formed, disappeared in an instant.
With such a sudden, the old man, who had just half narrowed his eyes and recited the pithy formula, was as if he had been caught and thrown out by an invisible big hand. His whole body was flying in the air towards the back. He hit the wall next to the elevator heavily and fell down again.
In this process, he also hit the desk and chair, and then fell to the ground. Fortunately, the middle-aged man was not on the track where he flew out, otherwise he would be knocked down.
Fortunately, everyone was paying attention to the situation of the war, and the shouting was so loud that it was covered up. In addition, the position of the box was so high that the people below could not see it, and the people above were looking down. For a moment, few people noticed the sudden change.
That is Lin Mengjia, from the beginning to see, just all these, panoramic.
Although the force of being hit on the wall and falling down again is not light, it's really nothing for a monk with four layers of refining gas.
With the physical toughness of the friars of this level and the ordinary physical attack, they had no choice but to bump into this kind of wall. They were afraid that they could knock down the whole wall. But at the moment, the wall was safe, but the old man was lying on the ground and didn't stand up immediately.
The two men who followed him were quick-sighted. Seeing the old man flying out and falling back, they were not surprised. They quickly stepped forward together, helped the old man up, and asked with nervousness and concern.
All the things happened between lightning and flint. Lin Mengjia was stunned when he saw all this.
It was not until the two middle-aged men helped the old man to the sofa that she regained her mind, turned to the direction of Tang Feng and said, "well, what's the matter?"
She knew that Tang Feng's reaction just now must have a reason.
Even if he has the ability to turn things upside down, he will not hurt others easily. Especially at this time, he banned her and deliberately hid his whereabouts. He also wanted to watch Zixuan's bustling. Even if there was anything, he would definitely let Zixuan go first. She couldn't make it. He would do it again.
It must be something that this person has done to touch the bottom line of Tang Feng that makes him peep out a little angry and directly solve him.
Tang Feng still looked coldly at the people on the other side, with a touch of sarcasm in his mouth. When he heard Lin Mengjia's question, he relaxed a little. He turned to her, with a smile on his face, and said: "I've lost my eyes before. This man is not a orthodox monk, but a disciple of the sect."
Lin Mengjia is still puzzled, or with confused eyes, looking at Tang Feng.
Tang Feng then explained: "in fact, he was orthodox before, but the method he just used, called the red green mantra, is a kind of technique specially aimed at monks. These techniques are extremely poisonous and have been regarded as forbidden techniques by many sects. It is almost lost. Presumably, this man found some classics recording these techniques in the sect and practiced them secretly, Will be expelled from the clan. "
Lin Mengjia nodded his head and said, "Oh," but he still didn't understand it. He said, "now, have you cracked his technique?"
"Crack? Don't be so troublesome, "Tang Feng's mouth corners, is to stir up a sneer again," I waste his cultivation. "