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Chapter 941 Yin Yang Tattoo Master
I thought to myself that maybe Gui Sanqi was waiting for the corpse to approach Jin Lianhua, and then immediately manipulated the corpse with the vast soul, letting him make a sneak attack between the lightning and the flint, and get rid of the old witch.

I'm tempted to keep watching, wondering what's going to happen next?Will the Tianzi Agency defeat the three-meter-tall Yin Corpse?Will Gui Sanqi's calculation succeed?

But I am not a spectator, I have a more important task!
Flying wildly, I looked up and saw more dark clouds gathered in the night sky, it was really dark and stormy.

Taking advantage of the dark night, I quickly ran to the Jin family's base camp along a small road.But unexpectedly, before I ran far, I found a man wearing a black cloak standing on the path a hundred meters away...

My footsteps gradually slowed down, and I saw that the mysterious man's hat was pulled down very low, and the black clothes on his body wrapped him tightly, and his true face could not be seen at all.I can only tell that it is a man from this tall body and strong build.

The aura of this mysterious person is very subtle, not murderous, but somewhat evil.

I walked over slowly, put on the obsidian battle armor cautiously, projected a Shura sword in my hand, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

But the mysterious man didn't speak, a gust of wind whizzed by, blowing his sleeves, and under the dim moonlight, I vaguely saw a giant python tattooed on the back of his hand...

Tattoos, tattoos... I naturally thought of the yin and yang tattoo artist Gui Wenli mentioned, and the mysterious heir of yin and yang embroidery.The technique of possessing the body of the demon god on the Yin Corpse was created by the tattoo master with the method of painting Yin!
I was secretly surprised, I don't know if it was Jin Lianhua's intentional arrangement, or did I bump into this mysterious person by mistake?

If the mysterious person in front of me is really the tattoo artist, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass here so easily. In the impression of the middle-aged man, this tattoo artist is more terrifying than Jin Lianhua!

I walked over step by step, while gathering black feather arrows in the dark, I don't care who this mysterious man is, anyway, he will not be our friend.

Unexpectedly, before I could shoot the feathered arrow, the mysterious man in black suddenly spoke, his voice was colder than the cold night wind, "Zhao Changsheng, I didn't expect you to guess my identity... ..."

I was taken aback, "You...you are really that Yin Yang tattoo artist? Why did you help Jin Lianhua?"

But the tattoo artist remained silent and stopped talking. I snorted coldly and said, "I don't care who you are? I have to pass here today!"

I held the Asura Sword tightly in my hand, and dozens of black feather arrows behind me greeted the tattoo artist first, but I didn't expect that the tattoo artist was extremely fast, and easily dodged the volley of arrows.

I didn't wait for the tattooist's feet to stabilize, and then my Shura sword stabbed towards his chest.

To my surprise, this time the mysterious tattoo artist did not dodge, but stretched out his right hand, holding the extremely sharp edge, and blocked the sharp blow.

I was amazed in my heart, this Shura sword is a weapon of the underworld, even Huang Shisan and Zhang Deaf can't touch it, let alone this Shura sword is a weapon of ghost generals.

What surprised me even more was that the tattoo artist's right hand was holding onto the sword like iron tongs, and I couldn't pull it back even with all my strength!

The blue veins on the tattoo artist's hands were straining, and the lifelike python tattoo on the back of his hand looked like a python wrapped around his arm at first glance.

I don't know if it's because I was dazzled, but I seemed to see the blood-red light from the python's eyes, and only then did I realize that the tattoo master was planning to use brute force to break my Shura sword.

I was not willing to admit defeat and compete with him. I thought that no matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to break the ghost general's weapon, but at this moment, I vaguely heard the sound of the sword breaking!

I didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and hurriedly disarmed the Shura sword projected from the projected object, but before the weapon was projected in my hand again, the tattooist's right hand bit me like a giant python with its mouth wide open!
(End of this chapter)