Chapter 66

Seeing ye Xiaogu get up, Nanyuan old man in the distance didn't do it.

After several attempts, he also wanted to see ye Xiaogu's means.

After ye Xiaogu got up, he wiped the blood on his mouth, but his left hand just blocked Nanyuan's strong kick, and his hand was full of blood.

Here, I wiped it casually, but it turned into a big flower face for a moment, but ye Xiaogu didn't notice it at the moment.

Although the old man is kind, ye Xiaogu has no doubt about the current situation. It's not surprising that he will be killed by the old man of Nanyuan at the next moment.

Potential and fire, what about symbiosis?

But ye Xiaogu doesn't have any means at present. He originally wanted to go up and punch.

But looking at the posture of Nanyuan old man, he should also be a practitioner.

Don't say it's a few moves. Just take a few more. It's estimated that ye Xiaogu can lie down.

“......................................................”

The blood of the left hand didn't stop. At the moment, it rubbed on his face. For a moment, it was blood.

Ye Xiaogu finally reacted and looked at the blood color of his left hand.

Nanyuan old man in the distance waited for a while. He saw that ye Xiaogu didn't make any movement for a long time, but now he was Yang Fan and said.

"If you don't do it again, I'll have to show off my ugliness."

Ye Xiaogu frowned when he heard the speech, but then he said.

"Old man, although I don't know, how do you think I killed your son? I guess it's useless to explain now."

"Now I only have a Maoshan Taoist art called palm thunder, but I'm not familiar with it. If I can, why don't we sit down and have a good talk."

As soon as he said this, ye Xiaogu just wanted to slap himself. Doesn't that mean he despises master Nanyuan?

Sure enough, master Nanyuan heard this, but he snorted coldly. The paper fan in his hand opened fiercely, and several runes could be seen faintly.

Seeing how dare ye Xiaogu keep his hand, his left hand spread out and his right hand madly drew the seal characters in memory on his left hand.

Speaking of it, the palm. Lei saw that Xu Xiaoman had used it once, and ye Xiaogu didn't deliberately remember it.

But now it seems that he is very familiar with it. He is as fast as flying in his hands and recites the formula silently.

Seeing Chu Huan's action, Nanyuan old man, who could have done something with his hands, slowed down.

Although the paper fan in his hand was opened, he didn't start. He just stood waiting for ye Xiaogu.

On ye Xiaogu's side, the blood color on his left hand was beautiful, and he couldn't see the texture on it. Even the small electric flowers of that day didn't appear.

Ye Xiaogu didn't notice Nanyuan's hand, but he was more and more eager.

Vaguely, the movement on his hand seemed to be a little faster. Even ye Xiaogu didn't notice that the symbol seal he drew seemed to be completely different from that painted by Xu Xiaoman.

But at present, ye Xiaogu only wants to finish the palm. Lei doesn't have so many scruples for a moment.

The pain in his chest and hand became very clear for a moment. Stimulated by the bloody smell of his breath, ye Xiaogu was more white and eager in his heart.

"I don't want to die here like this!!!"

The movement was not slow, but there was no movement.

Nanyuan old man in the distance seems to think this is ye Xiaogu's delaying plan.

At that moment, Nan yuan waved a fan in his hand, and suddenly 50 or 60 fist sized sharp ice cones appeared in front of him. At the moment, he hovered in front of Nan yuan's father.

Master Nanyuan frowned and looked at ye Xiaogu. Then he waved. Then the ice cone hit ye Xiaogu quickly.

This blow was just a test by master Nanyuan. Although it was powerful, it was just so.

As long as you want to resist, even the entry-level Taoist of Maoshan should be able to resist a few.

But ye Xiaogu didn't seem to see it. Like the amazing ice cone, he just made gestures and kept moving in his hands.

In the distance, old man Nanyuan frowned, and the paper in his hand fanned, but he didn't lift it up.

For a moment, the ice cone was facing, but ye Xiaogu didn't feel it.

"It's over."

Nanyuan didn't see much relief between his eyebrows and eyes, but frowned.

Such unilateral repression is naturally unsatisfactory for Nanyuan master. The vigorous figure in the image that day was the one he wanted to defeat.

Not this clumsy ye Xiaogu. It's just that things have come to an end here.

This idea is not finished yet. Suddenly, master Nanyuan only felt a loud noise in his ear, and then he was pale in front of him!

In an instant, there was no power to fight back!

When the reaction came, Nan yuan looked at ye Xiaogu with a blank face in front of him, but he was somewhat surprised between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Is this boy pretending? This power................................."

One thought did not stop, Nanyuan died.

Shock!

Ye Xiaogu looked at Nanyuan old man in front of him in amazement. Just now, he had forgotten his situation.

He even wanted to finish the palm. Lei, but the more anxious he was, the more motionless his hand was.

At last, ye Xiaogu didn't know what he was doing. He even drew urgently in his hand. He didn't want to recall the runes painted by Xu Xiaoman that day.

But when he stopped, ye Xiaogu waved in front of him, but he quickly appeared in front of Nanyuan master.

Not only ye Xiaogu, it seems that master Nanyuan didn't react.

This is between lightning and flint. Ye Xiaogu's left hand was suddenly flashed with lightning, not just his palm. The manic arc even wrapped around ye Xiaogu's arm, burning most of Ye Xiaogu's short sleeves in an instant.

But at present, ye Xiaogu directly pierced master Nanyuan's chest. In an instant, it seemed to pierce a thin layer of paper.

Ye Xiaogu even hesitated, but there was a faint look of pain on master Nanyuan's face.

“！！！！”

Countless thunder and lightning flashes burst out in a flash in ye Xiaogu's consternation, directly burning old man Nanyuan to ashes!

"This is................................"

Ye Xiaogu looked down at his left hand, but now it was covered in countless beating arcs.

"Why?"

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Yipinju is still peaceful and peaceful, probably because the mountains of money separate the secular world.

"Back?"

It's only two o'clock in the afternoon, but the voice is so calm and not as gentle as usual.

"You know I'll kill him?!"

The voice was a little cold. The owner of the voice stood at the door, his face full of blood. He was about a big flower face, wearing a short sleeve that had been burned for most of the time.

At the moment, he was embarrassed, and with the tears in his eyes, he also seemed a little wronged.

“...............................................................”

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yang is flourishing throughout the day.

The woman is wearing a white coat. It's not winter at the moment, but she still wears it, probably because he said he liked it very much.

Between the white fur on the brim of the hat, the woman looked a little thin. After hesitation, she still said.

"Do you want to eat?"

"You know I'll kill him?!"

Although the man at the door simply repeated a question, his voice was more or less hoarse.

"I'll always follow you, no matter what! Even if I don't know anything! Even if I can't help it! Even if you open the mouth, I'll break through!"

"Why! Why! What do you want me to do! What do you want me to do?"

At last, the voice broke into tears, and ye Xiaogu didn't know what he was talking about.

Bao'er stepped forward quickly and held him, but there was no word for a moment.

But the man in his arms kept trembling between sobs, as if trying to calm his emotions.

But at the next moment, he broke away from the embrace of the past.

He dashed out of the door.