Young Master Yun

The faint black mist gradually condensed, and Mr. Ghost's figure in black robe suddenly appeared in the thick mist. Qiao'er's face changed slightly, a ray of cold light flashed above the mist, and a pale green light also followed along The dagger shot towards the palm of the black leather glove.

"Huh, corrosive poisonous gas?" Mr. Ghost seemed a little surprised, and he quickly let go of the palm that was holding the dagger tightly. The area inside turned into scorched black, and an empty hole appeared in the middle of the old tree.

"You vicious girl!" The corners of the ghost's eyes twitched, and he said to Zhou Yuanmin, "Master Zhou, please don't forget what you promised me." Son.

Zhou Yuanmin nodded helplessly, and immediately turned his gaze to Yunhao. Yunhao leaned on the ground with a knife, his head was slightly drooping, and a few strands of loose temple hair swayed slowly in the breeze, which made Zhou Yuanmin take a deep breath and stepped on the ground. Walking towards Yunhao with slow steps.

Yunhao's heartbeat speeded up quietly. The sudden attack just now had aggravated the injury to his torn muscles. Even though he was standing still, he still felt severe pain from time to time. The upper and lower muscles couldn't help spasming.

When he got closer, Zhou Yuanmin noticed Yun Hao's slightly trembling body, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a cold arc. The seriousness in Zhou Yuanmin's heart must have dissipated a little, and Yun Hao's current state, obviously, has become the end of his strength.

"Yunhao, you killed my son and ruined my sect. This enmity is irreconcilable, you take your life!" Sen Leng's murderous intent slowly emerged, and the sharply spinning wind blades on Zhou Yuanmin's palms quickly condensed After that, the two palms suddenly blasted out, and the two mighty wind blades swept towards Yun Hao violently.

Yun Hao's figure moved slightly, but he still couldn't avoid the staggering under his feet. At this time, the old wounds in his body had not healed, and new wounds had been added. There may be no small obstacles in returning to the previous peak state.

Two raging wind blades directly bombarded Yunhao's body, and the fierce force caused Yunhao's body to float far away like a kite with a broken string.

"Bang..." His body fell on the dead tree, and the tree broke in response, and a mouthful of blood spit out from Yunhao's mouth. He forced himself to sit up straight, and looked at the slow-moving man coldly Zhou Yuanmin came over.

"Hmph, kid, you gave me so many blows, if I killed you easily, wouldn't that be too cheap for you kid? I will slowly torture you to death."

Another two small hurricanes formed in his hands, his palms trembled slightly, and those two hurricanes spun across Yunhao's body in a strange trajectory, the painful moment of being torn by the spinning force It is full of Yunhao's nerves.

"Ah!" A scream of pain came out of Yunhao's throat, and clusters of black mist drifted out of his mouth strangely and dissipated in the surrounding thick fog.

Qiaoer's mind was flustered, and her originally rhythmic pace couldn't help being sluggish for a moment. In the thick fog, her black palm suddenly stretched out, and hit Qiaoer's thin shoulders heavily. Her throat was sweet, and Qiaoer Qiao'er looked at the one staggering in front of him, and immediately a violent look appeared in the black and purple pupils. The mist pierced sharply, and Qiao'er, who completely ignored the injury, delivered the strongest blow.

Mr. Ghost's complexion changed slightly, and he gave up his second wave of attack in a blink of an eye. He thought it was a pity that his figure retreated into the mist. Both of them are good at hiding. Let's see who can keep calm, Mr. Gui has enough confidence, after all, when Yun Hao is being ravaged, the mentality of this girl who has a good relationship with him will definitely be fluctuated.

This made him feel a little complacent, but when he thought that this girl was just a sixth-level swordsman, his complacency disappeared. The sixth-level swordsman actually had to rely on the opponent's poor state to win. If this was reported, he might not have the face to go out to meet those fellows in the future.

Thinking of this, Mr. Ghost's expression became ferocious. As long as he ends up this girl under his own hands, no one will be able to spread the news.

After repelling Mr. Ghost who was chasing him, Qiaoer's eyes were full of worry, she tapped her toes lightly, and she turned into a shooting star filled with mist and fell towards Zhou Yuanmin's standing position.

A vague black mist drifted past Mr. Ghost, and a strange look appeared on his face. This black mist seemed to be quite different from the mist he released when he was hiding. Green smoke flew past him, and immediately entered the village in the woods.

The black mist spread like ripples in the village, and the daze in the eyes of the villagers gradually receded, replaced by an unprecedented clarity.

Garba tried his best to shake his head, spread his palms and muttered to himself in amazement: "What happened to me just now?"

A gust of strong wind came from outside, and his expression also changed slightly, "No, I'm afraid it's someone from the Hurricane family who came to take revenge."

"Let's fight, brothers!" roared domineeringly, and someone handed over Galba's long knife, and Galba rushed into the mist first with a loud roar.

The hurricane tore Yunhao's body ferociously like a devil. If Yunhao hadn't experienced the double tempering of soul and body, he would have died in pain by now.

In the pupils of the eyes that were struggling to support, a red glow loomed.

"Hahahaha, how's it going? It's refreshing! I'll make you feel better..." Zhou Yuanmin smiled complacently, and his laughter was almost crazy.

There was a shrill sound of piercing the air behind him, Zhou Yuanmin frowned, and swung one hand behind him, a two-meter-long cyan wind blade bombarded Qiao'er.

"Oh!"

A low muffled sound came out, and Qiaoer's crazy figure like a lioness was hit straight to the ground. In the thick fog, there was a burst of air twisting in the thick fog. Mr. Ghost's black palm It just reappeared and slammed down Qiao'er's Tianling cover.

"when!"

Sparks flew out suddenly, and Mr. Ghost couldn't help taking two steps back. In front of him, a strong figure stood there, straight like a long spear.

"Third-level great sword master..." Mr. Gui was a little surprised in his words, he never thought that there would be such a master in such a small village.

"Sister Qiao'er, rest well, I'm here!" The long knife swung a few sharp blades, Galba's eyes shrank suddenly, and the long knife moved towards Mr. Ghost with a sharp whistling sound. Hack the past.

Mr. Ghost's figure was erratic in the mist. Although Garba's saber skills were sharp, it was still difficult to touch Mr. Ghost's figure, which made him a little depressed.

Zhou Yuanmin flashed aside, the controlled hurricane swayed and gradually dissipated, Yun Hao was gasping for breath, his bruised body was unbearable to look at.

Stepping forward, two groups of small hurricanes reappeared on Zhou Yuanmin's palm. The two groups of hurricanes danced slowly, and flew towards the dying Yun Hao again.

A black shadow hurried over, Qiao'er stood in front of Yun Hao, her beautiful eyes were burning with anger.

"Hmph! Overestimate your own strength!" Fingers jumped, and two small hurricanes emerged, floating towards Qiao'er in an instant.

The speed of the last two hurricanes suddenly accelerated, and the four hurricanes turned into a puff of smoke and flew towards Qiao'er's delicate figure.

"Oh!"

The strong wind suddenly turned into small cyclones and dissipated in the air.

Zhou Yuanmin narrowed his eyes slightly, and four men of different heights stood in front of Yunhao and Qiao'er holding weapons, they were the four remaining warriors in the mountain.

"If you want to hurt our friends, you have to pass our level first!" The four shouted in unison.

Zhou Yuanmin frowned, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, just the four of you, it's just a delay!"

With a deep shout, Zhou Yuanmin clapped his palms together, and the strong wind swept out again crazily.