Chapter 114

"Who are you? You know us?"

Even if Yang Junshan recognized his identity, the surprised look on the young man's face could not hide the hostility between his looks.

Yang Junshan put his foot on his chest, and the man's pale face suddenly turned red. He only heard Yang Junshan's killing meaning: "you seem to have made a mistake. Now I should ask you and answer, where is your ghost nest, who is the leader, fierce ghost? Judge? Ghost king?"

The young man looked at Yang Junshan in disbelief and said, "who the hell are you? How can you know so much?"

Yang Junshan said angrily, "answer my question!"

The young Friar's mouth suddenly burst into a sneer of ridicule and said, "what's the use of such details? Anyway, you're all going to die!"

Yang Junshan sneered: "you're just a kid. You can't help me if you change into a fierce ghost and practice soul searching. Maybe we'll die."

"Hey, hey, don't you all die! All of you will die!"

The boy said, his voice was almost roaring, his twisted face suddenly gave out a sharp strange smile, and then a pool of black blood suddenly gushed out of his mouth, but he lost himself and died.

Yang Junshan frowned when he looked at the young ghost monk. The ghost clan is a strange race between substance and illusion. The cultivation of the young ghost is no more than the realm of IMPs. He can only hide his body and can't combine reality with reality. Otherwise, Yang Junshan won't be so easy to kill him.

It's just that the ghost family wants to fight, how can there be only such a young boy in the realm of little ghost? Listen to the words of the young man before he committed suicide. He should not be the only one in the cave. He just doesn't know how powerful the ghost family behind the young man is. If there is a fierce ghost, he can't resist his soul seeking skill with his cultivation in the world at this time.

The more Yang Junshan thought about it, the more he felt that the danger seemed to be approaching him. At this time, the cave couldn't stay any longer. He hurried through the passage and wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

However, Yang Junshan had just turned a fork in the road, and his fast running body suddenly stagnated. The whole person jumped like a tiger, and fell quietly behind a stone edge in the channel.

He poked his head out slightly. From a distance, he saw that five people were gathering in a circle. The light curtain guarding them had become thinner and thinner, and two of them had been injured and were just trying to support there.

"Cluck", a clear child voice sounded from the void and said, "you can hear where I am, but you can't hit me!"

"Your shield light curtain is getting weaker and weaker. It's too weak to stop my sneak attack. Look, they have been hurt by me. I had a chance to kill them, but I just didn't start. Do you know why?"

Xu Jing sneered and said, "because you can't hide my hearing!"

"Wrong!"

The voice seemed very erratic. It sounded here and there: "cluck, because your shield is about to break, you must flee in all directions at that time, but I'm afraid I couldn't catch up with everyone at that time. Now I hurt your two companions, and there will be fewer people I'll chase at that time!"

"Hee hee, and the burden of your two injuries, will you take the three of you when they run for their lives?"

The two injured people looked at the other three with panic on their faces, but they saw the three. Only Yan Qinxi looked at them in embarrassment. The other two didn't even hear the voice of the empty little girl.

Yan Qinxi said in a deep voice, "if you have the courage to show your shape, I will fight with you one-on-one. What ability is it to hide your shape to harm others?"

"Hee hee, it's my ability to hide and harm people!"

The voice kept walking all the time, and always kept a certain distance from several people. It seemed that Xu Jing was worried that she could distinguish her position from the voice.

"This sister is so beautiful. Those eyes are really big. I'll kill you in a moment. I'll pull out your two eyes. When I become a fierce ghost, I'll press them on myself. I'll become beautiful, sister. Do you think so?"

Rao is this Yan Qinxi, even when facing danger, can always be calm and calm. At this moment, hearing this creepy words is also a breath of coolness from his heart to his forehead.

"Eh, why is there so much sand on the ground? It's just clear that there's no sand!"

The hidden child voice suddenly said in surprise. As soon as the voice fell, I suddenly heard someone running here from the channel behind me.

Yang Junshan came running with a horizontal knife in his hand. His coagulated eyes stared at a place in the void as if it were real, like a skilled knife on the horizontal knife.

"Hee hee, another one died. Today's blood food is very rich!"

After a word, the voice sounded in different positions. It was obvious that the hidden person was constantly changing his position for fear of being rushed up by Yang Junshan.

Although Yan Qinxi, Xu Jing and other five people were shocked that the clay figurine with great power on the gentle slope suddenly appeared here, they also expected this person to become a strong aid to help them get out of trouble.

"Be careful, someone has hidden his tracks to plot against you!"

Xu Jing suddenly opens her mouth and reminds her that she always feels familiar with the person in front of her. Unfortunately, this person is covered with mud and his face is covered. Xu Jing doesn't know who he is. However, this person has helped shake Tianzong and others and killed several people of Tanxi sect before. Therefore, Xu Jing thinks this person is a friend rather than an enemy.

Unexpectedly, the visitor turned a deaf ear to her reminder and still bumped into her. Xu Jing couldn't help but close her eyes and couldn't help seeing that this person was also assassinated by his mysterious people.

A sharp whistling sound suddenly exploded in the channel, followed by a clear cry of surprise, which was the voice of the opponent who had been hidden before.

When Xu Jing opened her eyes and looked, she saw that a bright knife had just converged, and a fluffy hair was falling from the air.

Xu Jing's ears trembled and suddenly said, "she's behind you!"

The man didn't seem to hear her. The horizontal knife in his hand suddenly turned upside down, but he suddenly turned his left hand to his side.

"Not there..."

As soon as Xu Jing's voice got out, she got stuck in her throat. She heard a "pa La" sound, like the sound of a broken stone, exploding in the air. Another scream came from the direction pointed by the man. A pale little girl suddenly showed her body in the void, but she soon hid again, Only a pair of frightened eyes looking at the clay figurine seemed to remain in the air.

"Hum, still want to run?"

With a cold hum, Yang Junshan suddenly took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to grasp the void. His arm just stretched out, suddenly changed direction and turned down in mid air. A loud scream stopped as soon as it sounded. A little girl only more than three feet tall was shown out and shook fiercely, but she could not get rid of the palm pinched in the middle of her neck.

At this time, Yan Qinxi, standing in the middle of the shield ring, suddenly burst up, and two flashes of light flashed in the palm of his hand. One printed on the little girl caught by the man, and the other printed on the back of Yang Junshan.

"What are you doing!"

Xu Jing didn't expect Yan Qinxi to be in trouble at this time. It was too late to stop him, so she immediately turned back and printed her hand on the previously injured Tanxi sect disciple beside her, beating him to the ground with blood.

Originally, in Xu Jing's opinion, Yan Qinxi's sneak attack on Yang Junshan could not be avoided. She wanted to make the only disciple of Tanxi sect live, and make Yan Qinxi throw a rat's deterrent at that time.

Unexpectedly, just as Xu Jing was about to come forward to control the Tanxi sect disciple, the aura nearby was suddenly turbulent. When Xu Jing looked up, she saw Xue Ziqi pointing the spell that was about to condense at her with a grim smile.

Xu Jing was stunned. In a hurry, she only had time to crush a talisman. She was hit by Xue Ziqi's "shaking mountain palm" spell and flew out in the air. The protective cover broke in the air with a "pop". Xu Jing's body crashed into the stone wall of the passage and rolled down. As soon as she stood up, she vomited a mouthful of blood.

The sudden rise and fall of the rabbit was beyond everyone's expectation. The injured disciple of qiantianzong was still stunned. Xue Ziqi had slapped his head with a palm, and the spiritual power in his palm was slightly shocked. The disciple's brain had already been stirred into a mass of paste. He fell soft to the ground without humming. Blood slowly penetrated from his nose, ears and mouth.

"Xue Ziqi, what are you going to do? You dare to kill your fellow disciples. It's a great crime of this sect. Even your father can't save you at that time!"

Xu Jing was shocked by Xue Ziqi's sneak attack, and her spirit was lax. For a moment, she had no power to fight back. She saw Xue Ziqi coming to her with a grimace and said in panic.

"What are you doing? Of course I'm going to kill you! Who will believe that I killed you then?"

Xue Ziqi sneered and said that his hands had once again condensed a group of spiritual light. Looking at Xu Jing was like looking at a dead man.

"I advise you not to start in a hurry!"

A cold voice came from behind. Xue Ziqi's face stiffened and suddenly turned around. He saw that the little girl who had just been pinched by the clay figurine was fainting on the ground. At this time, Yan Qinxi, who had made a sneak attack and wanted to kill both at the same time, was controlled by the man.

"How could..." Xue Ziqi's face flashed a panic color, but then he took two quick steps to Xu Jing, slapped her on the top of her head and said, "let her go, or I'll kill Xu Jing!"