In Yi Heng's eyes, he saw that the ghost was pale, his facial features were bleeding, and a bloody tongue hung from his mouth to his chin, which was very eye-catching.

Like the eyes of the dead, there is no trace of living emotions, with blood light, staring at Zhuge matchless.

At the same time, the left hand stretched out from the sleeve of the black suit, as if it could be stretched out, reaching out four or five feet, and grabbing Zhuge, who was heading for the rapid speed skating.

Zhuge Wushuang is a monk of Yuanying, but where has he seen such a monstrous appearance?

After a scream, he was speechless. He watched the pale left hand, with a foot long dark fingernail, clawing at the white neck!

However, Yi Heng, who follows Zhuge Wushuang, seems to be ignored by the GUI people, and doesn't care.

Or is he trying to seize Zhuge matchless to blackmail himself?

Yi Heng just flashed an idea in his mind, and his whole body's magic power was running wildly. In his rapid running, his right foot slammed on the ground, and his body shape disappeared.

In the purple mansion, Zhangyu youth stood up, his face was dignified and incomparable, and his eyes were fixed on the ghost family in black.

Qiu Xiyin said that ghosts mainly cultivate their souls. When facing them, they must be careful!

Yi Heng doesn't know if he is cautious at this time!

In the purple mansion, the four Xun characters are blessed in the body. After a series of shadows fly by, they have already passed Zhuge matchless, and one punch strikes at the terrible head of the ghosts.

Even if a monk of Qin Shengtian's rank was hit so close by himself, if he had no other special strength, he would have to drink hatred on the spot.

"Bang"

a dull sound.

All the friars in the room responded to what happened in the breathing room just now.

Qin Shengtian just wanted to kill the fire clan, he was shot down to the ground by a monk in black on the attic.

When Zhuge matchless rushed away, the monk in black suddenly turned back. All the people could see the monk's appearance clearly. They were all scared to take a breath.

When he thought that Zhuge Wushuang would be hard to avoid the pale left hand in this fright, a series of shadows flashed over Zhuge matchless and hit the monk in black with one blow.

When they heard the dull noise, they were glad.

How could you be killed by a black monk?

Only Yi Heng's heart sank slightly, and when his fist was about to hit, he had found that the ghost family in black was no longer in place.

But he was so fast that when he flew away, there was still an illusion.

A dull sound of "bang" is caused by the fist hitting the phantom.

He took a deep breath and didn't speak. He pushed his feet on the ground and ran for the sky.

"Bang."

"Bang."

...

the crowd looked at the scene in the field, and they were numb.

I saw a blue figure flying all over the sky. When I was about to take a closer look, the blue figure had disappeared.

The naked eye has been unable to keep up with the speed of the cyan figure. What we can see is all the shadows left behind by the speed.

Although people can't see clearly, they also follow the Figure shaking their heads.

They naturally knew that the blue figure must be chasing the monk in black.

I just don't know if the blue figure flying all over the sky has hit the monk in black.

"He is Yi Heng?"

"Hui elder, he is Yi Heng!" Zhou chengran put down a stone in his heart.

"Why do you suddenly feel relaxed?" The old man surnamed Jiang was a little puzzled.

Zhou chengran flashed a trace of remorse in his eyes and said in a low voice: "with him, none of these provocative friars can please you today!"

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

The old man, surnamed Jiang, looked up into the sky. The shadow of the sky could not be concealed from his eyes. He could see a thoughtful look in his eyes, and a smile gradually flashed through his mouth.

"Who are you? When I can't fight back? "

From the air came a grim roar. Yi Heng didn't care, and his body didn't stop.

If the ghost in black can fight back, will it just shout?

Inside the purple mansion, Zhangyu youth's eyes were fixed on the outside.

In his eyes, a faint shadow flickered to the right, and Yi Heng's fist also hit to the right.

There is no trace in the air, only the power of the soul can sense the trace of ghosts.

Therefore, Yi Heng, left and right, iron fist is always the shadow.

"BAM, BAM, BAM..."

The dark shadow always wanted to spare no time and cast magic, but he did not dare to stay there, so he had to continue to flee.

With such a rapid movement, Yi Heng naturally feels that the consumption is huge. However, he knows that the first one who can't stand it must be the ghost people in black.

The people below finally reacted. At this time, the voice of the discussion rose, and the mood rose in an instant. It was obvious that he was chasing after the ghost family in black.

"What's a sneak attack? Give me a rest

"Didn't you just sneak in? If you have the seed, you can stop for a moment"You want to die!"

"Who is looking for death, it is not obvious at this time?"

...

there is only a blue figure in the air moving constantly, and only one punch is produced each time. However, this fist is like hitting the entity, giving out a "bang".

And strange is a blue figure in the air even issued two voices, tit for tat, not let.

In the dialogue, another voice is extremely cruel, but helpless.

Everyone feels relieved.

On the ground, the monks of the Qin family, Li Sixian, Wang Cequn and Bai Jili, have helped Qin Shengtian away. Only a pool of blood is left on the ground, which is very conspicuous.

Qin Shengtian has come to his senses and knows what happened without Li Sixian and others.

At this time, looking at the blue figure in the sky, I don't know what to say.

After half a cup of tea, another figure finally appeared in the air.

The whole person is shrouded in black, but at this time the hat is too late to put on, revealing a pale face.

The tongue was back in his mouth, the blood of his five senses had disappeared, his slightly opened mouth gasped for breath, and his lifeless eyes looked towards the attic.

"Want to escape? Die Yi Heng knows that he can't hold on to it. He immediately drinks, and his figure follows the shadow and goes to boxing.

Qin Shengtian didn't need to help, but he made a mistake to Zhuge.

What's more, he was not happy with these races.

"Ha ha, you take advantage of sneak attack, but how can you take advantage of me?"

The shadow flashed and shot down into the attic below.

In the purple mansion, Zhang Yu young man pinched his hands fiercely, and four or five dry words rushed out of the purple mansion and shot in the direction of the black shadow.

In the void, a trace flashed, and the dry words were approaching the shadow.

Suddenly, the black - clothed ghost clan was shocked and called out: "help me!"

"Poo poo, poo poo..."

One after another stabbed the body the sound spreads into everybody's ear, the air spurts out four or five blood.

When people are excited and about to cheer, Yi Heng says in his heart that it is a pity.

I saw a tall and powerful body suddenly appeared, blocking in front of the black Guizu.

And the ghost family in black is spraying blood and falls on the attic. The originally pale face has become extremely red with blood.

A fist sized hole in the right chest, puffing with blood.

Lifeless eyes, but at this time is infinite hate, staring at themselves.

Yi Heng's body does not stop, aiming at the huge body in front of him, without fear, he punches.

The tower like dark man, suddenly swung his fist the size of his head, quickly ushered in.

"Boom"

like thunder, there are two figures, one is three feet tall, the other is only seven feet, one touch and split, and fly back more than ten feet at the same time.

Yi Heng's right hand is negative behind him, standing in the air, his eyes are dignified, staring at the dark iron tower man in front of him, and he feels a trace of joy at the unbelievable in his eyes.

But the pain of his right fist made him hide this joy deeply.

Compared with the demon clan, their own body training skills are one notch worse. Just now, with a hard fight, the right hand is shaking, and it is difficult to exert a trace of strength.

What's more, back injury, at this time feel hot tingling into the mind, want to tear the flesh and blood again.

Today, never do it again, he said in his heart.

"Are you Yi Heng Yi Dao you?" A voice came from the attic. Though it was not big, it suppressed the excited voice of monks around.

"It's Yi." He turned his head and saw the friar in the silver robe asked him, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"It turns out that the rumor is true. Lei wants to have a fight with Yi Daoyou for the first time. Now it seems that there is a dilemma to win Daoyou!"

Yi hengdaqi was very arrogant when he spoke to Qin Shengtian before.

But at this time, he was so polite to himself that he even lured him to be extremely curious. At the moment, he couldn't help asking, "what's the dilemma?"