Chapter 311

In front of him, a dark shadow, wrapped in endless anger, chased the little monk Lingkong's throat.

"What's the matter?" Cloud ink feet even point, one step into the air, reach out to catch the flying Lingkong little monk, raised his hand toward the shadow is a Bone Claw: "roll for me."

"Stabbing." The murderous and invisible shadow was torn in half by cloud ink's bone claw. In a moment, he was not chasing Lingkong, and the little monk floated behind him.

The little monk Lingkong, who was pale and had no blood, looked back and saw that it was yunmo. He immediately shook his hands and pointed to the front: "quick, quick, save them..."

Yunmo looks in the direction pointed by Lingkong monk, and sees that five poisons are waving a sharp sword in front of him, fighting the siege attack of hundreds of people in front of him alone. There are injuries all over his body, and her spiritual power is almost exhausted, so she can't even notice it.

On a big stone behind him, Zhang Cheng's mouth was full of blood. Four of the seven banners had fallen down beside him, and three of them were constantly shaking. Zhang Cheng's remaining spiritual power was all poured on it, trying to stabilize the three banners which had been full of resentment.

The token held up something like a border, shrouded in this square place. Under the attack of the strong resentment that had formed a black cloud above their heads, they were tottering.

All three were seriously injured.

Yun Mo's face sank, and he grabbed the little monk Lingkong in one hand. He even jumped at the five poisons at his feet, waving his bone claws in one hand, and sweeping countless swords directly at the hundreds of people who besieged the five poisons: "five poisons, climb down.".

"Don't... It's all ordinary people... You can't kill them." Lingkong monk was shocked.

All ordinary people?

The smell of these people is the smell of ordinary people.

Cloud Mo's face is more heavy, the gas of Su Sha in the sword Qi is collected, and the ghost force pours out instead: "give me sleepiness."

In the cold shrill voice, the ghost force condenses a black chain in the mid air, crosses the air and locks towards those people

At the center of the siege, the five poisons heard the voice of Yun Mo fiercely, and immediately rushed towards the ground regardless of anything. While they were pulling up their voice, they howled: "madam, help me."

"Shut up, who is your mistress." With a cold drink, yunmo raises his hand and smashes the Lingkong monk to the five poisons. At the same time, he flies into front of the five poisons and draws a circle on his chest with both hands. It's a fierce combination.

The black chain passes through everyone's ribs at the speed of lightning. It's like tying garlic. It binds everyone together. Under the hand of yunmo, it shrinks with all its strength. In an instant, it binds hundreds of people into big rice dumplings. They are trapped in a pile, and they still scream and roar.

The five poisons were smashed by the Lingkong monk into a gourd rolling on the ground. The two men rolled on the ground for several times and directly hit the big stone where Zhang Cheng was behind them before they stopped.

Looking up at the hundreds of people tied up into a mountain, Wudu almost cried with joy: "yunmo elder sister, yunmo elder sister, you are here at last. I don't know if I can see you in the future whether you are here or not."

"It's no use." Yun Mo yelled at the five poisons, looked up at the strong resentment over his head, stretched out his left five fingers to make a button in the air, a black ghost force condensed into a big ball, and waved it up to the resentment cloud.

"Boom..." a dull crash sounded.

The cloud of resentment that blocked the sky above his head was directly blasted into such a big hole, and the brilliant golden sun shone down through the hole, shining the gloomy village with a bright color that belonged to the world.

"Poof." Several people behind Zhang Chengpu spit out a mouthful of blood, around the three flag finally can't hold down, people weak against the stone looking at cloud ink: "finally come."

In a second, he can't hold on.

In the distance, Zhang Zhenren and the abbot of void, who were watching the live broadcast through aerial photography, breathed a long sigh of relief and finally sat back in the chair.

Touching the sweat on his forehead, Mr. Zhang said: "I almost wanted to break the rules and rescue people myself."

The abbot of void rarely did not fight with immortal Zhang. He nodded in fear: "me too."

They both looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.

There are all their most proud disciples. If they are really folded here, they may really want to break the rules and save people.

No, they have violated the rules. The third round is not allowed to be broadcast live. They live and die. Although they didn't broadcast it to everyone, they still watched it by aerial photography around here. They were afraid that because the number of people was too small this time, and the strongest Chu yunmo didn't come, the rest of them would have something wrong. Look, it's really close.

Almost, almost, OK.

"Fortunately, Chu yunmo caught up." Zhang Zhenren relaxed a breath of atmosphere, and then suddenly raised his eyelids to see feng Tianxun coming out of the woods: "Feng Chu, why is Chu yunmo with you?"

Don't think he didn't see Chu yunmo jumping off his helicopter.

Feng Tianxun came and sat down: "a little private."

"Private affairs?" Zhang Zhenren is not worried now, but he looks at Feng Tianxun with a strange and alert expression. Chu yunmo is from Longhushan. How can he have private affairs with Feng Tianxun? When are the two so good? You know, he hasn't been able to meet Chu yunmo alone.

The abbot of void interrupted Zhang Zhenren's evaluation with a wave: "last time I told you that, the insect was found on Chu yunmo. They went to deal with it."

When Zhang Zhenren heard that there was a flash in his eyes, he glared at the abbot of void. He didn't tell him that the ghost insect appeared on Chu yunmo. If he did, he could make a contribution.

"Forget it. I'm not going to ask about it now. I'll talk about it later." Zhang Zhenren reached out and pressed the center of his brow to expose the matter.

Now let's see the third round of competition, the village's resentment is much better than when they first tested, which is a little beyond their competition scope.

Look at this first.

In the village, yunmo looks back at three seriously injured guys, takes out a bottle of medicine from his trouser pocket, throws it to Wudu, and frowns: "it's just some resentment and curse. How can it hurt so badly?"

Five poisons took the medicine bottle and swallowed one of it. They handed it to Lingkong monk and Zhang Cheng, and wailed: "sister yunmo, this is not ordinary resentment and curse. We have never seen such strong resentment before. And this place is very strange. Look at the people in front of you. They are all villagers of this village. They have become monsters one by one, which makes us defenseless. "