Chapter 139 (1/2)

Yila!

There was a sound of barbecue. Si Kongying was very happy. After waiting for so long, he heard it.

Well, I just fought with Luo Peng. Fake fight is fake fight, but the bamboo stick handed down by the leader of Maoshan is real! His ability to restrain all heretics is not an active skill. It doesn't mean that Si Kongying doesn't want to use it. That's a passive skill, as long as there is a kind of evil touch, directly roast you!

However, Luo Peng's accomplishments are extremely high, and he can resist this kind of power to a certain extent. It's just like the brazier of barbecue didn't reach the heat, so he didn't show his anger. Now, the thousand face Taoist's mana is not enough, the cultivation is evil, and the bamboo stick has been depressed for a long time. When you see the goods coming, can you bear it?!

Neng, he!

Yila!

A Yi under, that thousand noodles Taoist immediately exposed painful facial expression, on the hand also relaxed a few minutes.

Si Kongying's eyes moved. Suddenly, he pressed his thumb lightly, and the bamboo stick broke!

No! Not broken, but separated!

On the nine bamboo knots, there is a thin chain between the two close to each other. This bamboo stick turns into a nine whip!

However, the iron chain on the nine whip is not a real iron chain. Like the red line on the copper coin sword before me, it is an illusory thing condensed with magic power. However, its firmness is better than that of the real magic iron chain!

Si Kongying, holding the nine whip in his hand, swung it out of the hands of the thousand face Taoist priest. Then he returned another whip and took down three routes, right in the middle of his right leg.

Pop!

Jiujie whip is soft. It hits the right leg of the Taoist priest. It bends directly and coils on it. Sikong Ying takes advantage of the situation to exert his strength again. Jiujie whip moves quickly and instantly pulls his right leg up and out of the ground!

Qianmian Taoist had just been scalded by the bamboo stick. At this time, he didn't shake his mind. Suddenly, his right leg was lifted up. How could he control his body shape?! Just lean back and fall to the ground.

However, relying on this fall, the Taoist priest finally responded. When he opened his eyes, he found a figure flying directly.

Luo Peng is relieved!

Even if the thousand face Taoist's move consumed half of his mana, he could not really hurt Luo Peng seriously, but it was true, but it was not serious. At this time, slow down, a belly of fire, Laozi pirates nearly a thousand years of zombies can tolerate you this?!

Neng, kill him!

Just press it down with one hand!

As soon as Qianmian Taoist opened his eyes, he saw such a frightening picture. His heart almost burst, so he quickly got the first donkey to roll, rolled to the side, and dodged the palm.

Luo Peng clapped his hand on the ground and cracked the ground, but he didn't hurt the Taoist. Looking back, he saw that the Taoist struggled to get up, but before he could stand up, Si Kongying's whip had already passed.

Pop!

Si Kongying's nine whip angle strangely bypasses the short handled sharp gun used by Qianmian Taoist to resist the attack during the crisis, and the most front-end slub hits him in the chest.

”Well --” the Taoist priest of Qianmian snorted and flew back. After flying about two or three meters, he fell to the ground heavily.

Just at this time, a round Dharma array suddenly appeared on the ground. It was gold and copper. The eight trigrams totem appeared on the ground. One Yin and one Yang reflected each other. The thousand face Taoist was above the eight trigrams. At the next moment, a pillar of light shone from the eight trigrams and went straight to the sky ten meters high!

That texture, that feeling, and my master give me the cover, have the same wonderful!

A thousand faces Taoist knows that it's not good. He is very familiar with the breath from this dharma array. The chief elder of Maoshan, Xufeng!

He tried to stab it with his short gun. As expected, it didn't move at all. This pillar of light was like a border, trapping him in it.

But fortunately, the array is not over yet, and the top is still empty!

Now he is like being put in a cup without a lid. People are standing at the bottom of the cup. There are walls on all sides. Only the top of the cup can let him out.

Although he himself knows that the people in Maoshan have made such a situation, they must be determined to win it, and it is impossible to let him escape, but the mole ant still lives secretly. How can he let go of one point, even if only half of the chance to escape?!

With a kick at the foot, the whole Taoist of Qianmian rose up to escape from the vacancy above.