Zhu Yan said, "where are the Ming emperor and the little prince?"

Old five hums a way: "you have ability to kill me, have no ability, less in here wordy."

Zhu Yan raised the fishtail sword again. The fire of hunting is jumping around the sword. The sword is threatening: "do you think we can't kill you?" He raised his sword to stab. The fifth man closed his eyes. Although he was nervous, he still had a glimmer of hope. He hoped that this man was just bluffing. He was the future monarch of the underworld. How dare they?

Seeing that the fishtail sword was about to hit Lao Wu's chest, Lao Wu even felt that the hot fire was about to enter his chest, and the voice of calling to stop had been forced to his throat. Just at this time, a familiar cry suddenly sounded, heavy metal impact sounded in his ear, and the hot fire finally left him, making him relax.

He quickly opened his eyes and yelled to the comer, "fourth brother, you are here at last. Take them quickly!"

The comer was a slender man with white face. His body was thinner than that of the old three and five, but he was more handsome than them. He was more feminine than Yuanjun.

Old four's face is full of evil, more evil than old three and old five.

"You are brave enough to go into the underworld and bind my fifth brother. Do you know who we are?" The old four's evil eyes are constantly wandering around in the body of Xia Yuanqiu, and the smile on his face is also unkind.

Zhu Yan side body obstructs his vision, cold voice way: "we are to seek the Ming king and you little monarch of, base others in our eyes, all and common Yin ghost have no different, you also don't need to report home, we don't care."

The evil smile on Lao Si's face became more and more intense: "good, interesting. You are very interesting. I haven't seen such an interesting person as you for a long time. It's a pity that such an interesting person will soon become a real ghost."

Old four's eyes looked at Zhu Yan's back. Although he didn't see anything, he still couldn't help swallowing: "I haven't seen such a beautiful girl for a long time. It's a pity to become a ghost like this. It's not as good as this --"

after old four's words, Zhu Yan has been up with his sword. What he can't bear most is that someone is openly fighting Yuanqiu He can't stand his wrong idea.

Hunting sword wind accompanied by hot fire, stabbed Lao Si's chest.

Old four's nimble Dodge, a trace of dignified on his smiling face: "yo - sure enough, it's no wonder that even five younger brothers are planted!"

Old five yelled: "fourth brother, don't be polite to him. He's a good guy."

As soon as Lao Si heard this, he understood the meaning of Lao Wu. Lao Wu almost didn't say it. In fact, Lao Si was not the opponent of this boy. Let him go straight to the most powerful trick, and let him be confused first.

Looking at the fire on the magic sword, Lao Si didn't dare to be slighted. He directly used his best skill, soul splitting.

As soon as the soul splitting technique comes out, the ghosts around will be affected. Normal living people like Zhu Yan and Xia Yuanqiu will have a feeling that the soul wants to break away from the body. It is very painful. Although it is not until death, it is enough to hurt the vitality.

Xia Yuanqiu is dressed in Baoyi, and the effect of soul splitting on her is very small. On the contrary, the color of pain gradually appears on Zhu Yan's face.

It should not be too late, Xia Yuanqiu regardless of Zhu Yan's opposition, directly threw him into the jade bracelet space, with one person's strength, facing the old four.

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