Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Ye Wushang took a closer look, it turned out to be people from the other two factions, but judging from their appearance, they seemed to be under some kind of control.

The voice like a crow quacked and laughed, this voice kept appearing around, full of eerie and eerie, with the sound of this voice, the surrounding seemed to be full of eerie aura.

The laughter was still echoing, getting worse and worse.

Ye Wushang obviously also discovered the change!What is there in this underground palace that can control so many masters.

If it is not a coincidence, but a deliberate arrangement, then why? [

Ye Wushang felt more and more that the underground palace was really full of inexplicable layers of fog, and after this layer of fog, would he be able to get the Immortal Policy Order?

Ye Wushang murmured: "It's really weird!"

The gloomy voice got closer, and Ye Wushang found himself surrounded.

Front, back, left, and right, there is no one who is not a puppet-like person.

Ye Wushang looked at the people in front of him with cold eyes.

In the dark underground palace, there are shadows and many people lurking in the dark, paying attention to the movement here.

The crowd uttered crows again, and immediately after, six people appeared in front of Ye Wushang. These six people were all dressed in black, even their skin was black, and even their eyes were barely visible. White, only when turning, will there be traces of white eyeballs appearing.

Ye Wushang stared at it, and his mind suddenly froze, the soul control technique, the long-lost soul control technique did not expect to reappear in this underground palace.

These six people blocked Ye Wushang's life gate respectively, and blocked every gap tightly.

But Ye Wushang remained unmoved, his mind was spinning rapidly.

The next moment, a gloomy sword glow had already arrived in front of him.

Ye Wushang has already made preparations, these people were not the ones who came in together a long time ago, they are now puppets, so he will not show mercy.

The sword is like a shooting star!

The puppet in front of him roared, turned over suddenly, and turned his head to one side, avoiding Ye Wushang's elegant swordsmanship, only to see a few thin hairs falling gently in the air.

Ye Wushang's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered an astonishing scene, that is, he saw clearly a silk thread as thin as a bright moon under the feet of these people.

If it weren't for the reflection of the knife light just now, Ye Wushang probably wouldn't have noticed this insignificant situation.

Taking a closer look, I saw a silk thread wrapped around the ankles of these people.

It looked a little weird, a little evil.

But he saw the figures of the two people on the left and right started to move again, rushing towards Ye Wushang. [

There seemed to be something important in his mind. At this moment, Ye Wushang was just using his usual swordsmanship, using all means to interfere with the opponent's moves, and by the way, figured out how to cut these threads.

Turning his eyes, he saw the sharp blade in the opponent's hand flying towards him.

At the moment when he shook his hand, Ye Wushang was not resisting, but moved towards the puppet behind him.

Ye Wushang's move broke all the opponent's calculations.

A long laugh: "How dare you take out such a simple thing to make a fool of yourself!"

With cold eyes, Ye Wushang's long sword twirled for a while, suddenly emitting a dazzling brilliance.

But it was like snowflakes all over the sky, with a few bangs, the silk threads of the people in front of them broke off one after another!

As the silk thread fell to the ground, these lucky people looked at each other, and looked at Ye Wushang in front of them, their confused expressions clearly expressing their confusion.