I am your natural enemy

"Senior, this thing is much more troublesome than expected. I am brave enough to help you protect the law."

Of course the Wudang leader knew that Wen Yan was trying to get off the stairs. He was attacked in the middle of casting the spell. He had to either resist it or give up the spell to avoid it.

Taoist priests who open altars have this flaw. The bigger the altar, the less likely they are to randomly change things midway.

He was ready to fight hard just now, but he didn't expect Wen Yan to react so quickly.

The headmaster of Wudang's face was as dark as water, and he was still holding his fingerprints in his hand. He did not open his mouth to vent his anger, but nodded solemnly.

To open a serious altar, one does need someone to protect the law. This time, he actually brought someone with him, but they were all sent to other people.

There are more people in Wudang who are either not suitable to go out, or they have other things to do, and it is impossible to spend them all on one thing.

When he opened the altar, he had already invited the guardian deity. The altar looked like a target, but it was not that fragile.

There is Wenyan Dharma Protector, the headmaster of Wudang. He glanced at Huo Yong in the distance, lowered his eyes slightly, and scattered the fingerprints in his hands. He pinched the Taoist fingers with one hand, held the Dharma sword in his right hand, stepped on the Yu step, and recited Bao Gao. .

Wen Yan held the pure mace in his right hand and pointed diagonally at the ground, looking at Huo Yong in the distance.

Huo Yong looked fierce and unruly, but his eyes were obviously quite serious.

He looked at the weapon in Wen Yan's hand, and then sensed the Wudang Master who was obviously reading the message aloud. He opened his mouth and spat out, and an undetectable stream of light broke through the air in an instant and went straight to Wen Yan's head.

When Wen Yan blessed Chunjun's mace with yang energy, and smashed the sneak attack with one strike, black energy flowed in front of his eyes, and the yang energy in his body exploded, dispelling it instantly.

But at this time, he saw that Huo Yong had disappeared.

In just the blink of an eye, Huo Yong appeared at the broken road. His special movement method was interrupted by the broken road.

However, the next moment, Huo Yong appeared and took one step forward, trying to cross the broken road in a normal way.

Wen Yan frowned slightly. He didn't think that Huo Yong was a coward and knew how to advance and retreat. This guy was much more troublesome than the Chao Feng he met last time.

The cover dissipates, and the biggest obstacle disappears. If he escapes now and escapes from China, there will be endless troubles.

Wen Yan took a deep breath, with a solemn expression on his face, and his anger sank into his dantian. He locked his eyes on Huo Yong and shouted loudly.

"I'm Dad Xie!"

Huo Yong paused slightly and slowly turned his head to look at Wen Yan.

The hostility in his eyes began to grow, and his expression gradually became ferocious.

But he just glanced at Wen Yan and continued to take steps.

"I'm Dad Xie!"

There was another loud shout, and Huo Yong's face became more serious, but he didn't look back at all and continued to take steps.

After taunting three times in a row, Huo Yong's body did not move, but his head suddenly turned around. Violence grew in his red eyes, and his anger increased. The moment he turned his head, he vomited three times in a row.

A whooshing sound broke through the air.

Wen Yan didn't move his right hand. He stretched out his left hand and quickly swung his left middle finger three times in front of him to block all three objects.

Wen Yan glanced at the side. One of the objects penetrated a tree and was nailed to a steel plate. It was a sharp tooth.

Huo Yong fought back once, his head turned to his back, but his body had already taken a step and crossed the fault in the road.

Wen Yan stretched out his left hand and raised his middle finger at him.

"Come on, be good, let's see what this is?"

"What a good boy you are. Knowing that your father's nails are long, I took the initiative to trim your father's nails. You are so filial."

"Come on, let dad touch your head."

Huo Yong was ridiculed three times in a row and took it hard. He had no intention of playing a show of bravery with Wen Yan and the others.

If there was only Wudang Headmaster, judging from his feelings just now, he would plan to make a quick decision and leave quickly.

But Wen Yan suddenly intervened, and the burst of power in an instant made him understand that in his current situation, it was impossible to kill the two of them quickly.

He retreated decisively, and we will talk about it later, and we will spend it slowly.

At this moment, he was ridiculed by skills and words. Huo Yong could still suppress it, but the next moment, he listened to Wen Yan.

"As expected of a brave man, his nails are so well-manicured. They almost left a gap."

Huo Yong, who was already suppressing his anger, could no longer bear it after being ridiculed to such an extent.

When he opened his mouth, he saw sharp teeth shooting out of the air with a sharp swishing sound, like bullets being discharged.

Wen Yan really didn't use his right hand, so he only used his left hand. He raised his middle finger and shook it rapidly in front of him, creating an afterimage that blocked all his teeth.

The moment the last sharp tooth was blocked and was about to be led to another place, the sharp tooth suddenly exploded, and with a sudden sound, it turned into a ball of fire three or four meters in size, wrapping Wen Yan inside.

After the flames expanded, they immediately rolled and shrank. Wen Yan stood in the flames, motionless and unscathed.

On Wen Yan's shoulders, Little Flame stretched out two small flame hands, as if grabbing the flame, causing the huge fireball to split into two sides and continue to shrink.

Just when the small flame was about to engulf the flame, Wen Yan reminded it.

"Don't eat other people's vomit indiscriminately, in case you have bad breath."

The little flame opened its mouth and widened its eyes as it looked at the two flames in its hands. For some reason, it felt that these things were disgusting for a moment.

Xiao Huomiao waved his hand and threw the rolling flames into the sky, letting them gradually dissipate in the air.

It also feels that Wen Yan is right, it is better to eat natural gas burning flame at home, it is refreshing, clean and natural.

Wen Yan stretched out his left hand and looked at the black nail on the middle finger of his left hand. Indeed, there was not even a chip. Moreover, after continuously resisting high-speed objects, the dark nail seemed to be completely activated, dark and bright, with a metallic luster. , and also extended a full inch beyond the fingertips.

Wen Yan raised his middle finger and hooked his finger at Huo Yong.

"You're not good at this. You can't even trim your nails. They're getting longer and longer. Are you still brave? You're laughing so hard."

Wen Yan was like a villain, filled with hatred. As Huo Yong breathed, flames began to rush in his mouth and nose. His waist became rickety, and his arms fell to the ground, as if he had turned into a beast. A fierce aura emerged.

However, just when he was about to take action, he saw the Wudang Master behind him, who was reading a message loudly, and suddenly stopped.

The headmaster of Wudang's eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of light flew out and fell into the magic sword.

Yu's steps, Baogao, fingerprints, and incantations stopped all at once, and he raised his sword in front of him and shouted in a deep voice.

"Respectfully ask the Holy Lord Zhenwudang Demon to subdue the demon."

The next moment, there was thunder and an explosion, and a huge finger fell from the sky and pressed on Huo Yong's forehead instantly.

Huo Yong's head was suddenly pressed to the ground, and his lower body couldn't even keep up with the too fast speed, so it jumped into the air and left the ground.

A shock wave, centered there, swept across instantly.

Huo Yong was pushed to the ground, face up, his neck was broken, the ferocious expression on his face disappeared instantly, his eyeballs exploded, and his head collapsed in half.

And when the impact swept across, all the bones in his body seemed to be shaken away together. The demonic energy on his body was swept away in an instant, and most of the Yin energy in his body was also dissipated.

In the blink of an eye, Huo Yong was lying on the ground, like a dead dog.

Wen Yan turned back and glanced at Wudang Headmaster. A lot of Yang Qi in his body was consumed, and a lot of energy and spirit were also consumed.

He once thought that these Taoist priests could only defeat people if they couldn't defeat them. The last time he saw the old Heavenly Master cast a spell to defeat people, the power was really like that of gods descending to earth.

Later, I slowly understood that this is considered shaking people, because you must first be qualified to shake people.

It can be regarded as a release of skills. The skills themselves are the things carved into the heaven by those big guys who ascended back then, just like the talismans.

With the same skill, the results of different people casting the spell are completely different.

The power is directly proportional to the strength of the caster. A stronger skill requires a stronger caster to reach the threshold.

In this way, you can directly block the younger generation and shake them indefinitely if they can't beat them. You have to improve yourself first, and then talk about other things.

Wen Yan felt that the designs of his predecessors were indeed very scientific.

It gave the younger generation the opportunity to use their abilities, and also made the younger generation have to work hard to climb up, forcing none of them to dare to slack off.

If anyone slacks off or takes a wrong path, then the mountain gate will be destroyed, and the once-ascended bosses will look on with cold eyes and will not interfere at all.

Wen Yan turned to look at Huo Yong, preparing to go over and hit him.

However, the next moment, Huo Yong's body, which had been shattered into mud from the inside out, was quickly recovering.

He stretched out a hand, and ghostly energy floated on it, and black beads appeared out of thin air. He opened his mouth and swallowed all the black beads. In an instant, the Yinqi and ghostly energy on his body skyrocketed.

Before Wen Yan could get close, he saw the pile of sharp teeth that had flown out before and been bounced away by the black nail of Wen Yan's middle finger. At this moment, they flew up again and came straight towards Wen Yan from all directions.

Wen Yan held up a pure mace in his right hand, and kept waving his left hand to block those sharp teeth.

The sharp teeth exploded one after another, turning into blazing fire, shrouding Wen Yan inside.

On the other side, Huo Yong slowly climbed up and swallowed all the black beads he had collected before. The ghostly energy and yin energy in his body rose rapidly.

As his power increased, the demonic energy that had been forcibly flattened by a single blow also began to recover quickly.

He was something between a devil and a ghost at the moment, and he made full use of his own abilities to get himself stuck in the middle.

If anyone kills his demonic part, then according to his fixed abilities, it stands to reason that the demonic profession will be erased, but he is not a pure demon.

Even the part that killed the demon in seconds or severely damaged the ghost part is not considered dead now. It does not have to be at the expense of erasing a profession. If the ghost part is not dead, it can be restored.

These days, he is both conscientious and extremely arrogant, just to obtain resources as quickly as possible.

These black beads transformed by Ah Piao are the resources he wants.

It's not that good, it's still A Piao from outside China, but at least the risk is low and you can continue to get it.

At this moment, in a posture that was completely unable to dodge or endure, and almost killed, he had no intention of keeping these resources.

If you don’t use it now, you may not have a chance to use it in the future.

The headmaster of Wudang watched Huo Yong recover quickly with cold eyes. He glanced at the compass in front of him.

At that moment, the compass had indicated that the demon had been eliminated.

But at this moment, it began to slowly turn again, turning to the way it was before, stuck between two categories.

At this time, Yang Qi suddenly burst out in the flames, and Wen Yan also walked out of the flames.

"Wen Yan, this guy is very strange, I'm afraid he won't be able to kill him with one blow.

Pindao takes action first. If you seize the opportunity, you must seize the opportunity to hit the target.

You have to kill him twice in a very short period of time. "

"I understand, senior, please continue."

The headmaster of Wudang clicked on the cell phone placed on the corner of the table. He was on the phone with several other people.

"Get ready, Prisoner Demon Lock."

Wen Yan's irritating behavior could make Huo Yong, who was running fast, feel so angry that he would turn his head and fight for his life.

The headmaster of Wudang now believes that Wen Yan can control hatred to death.

With such a warrior protector who is particularly capable of attracting hatred, Taoist priests like them dare to perform some magic techniques with complete procedures. Otherwise, pursuing efficiency is the first option.

There is a saying that although the headmaster of Wudang feels that Wen Yan's words are a little damaged, he feels really comfortable when he casts spells. He dares to close his eyes, focus on nothing else, and devote 100% of his energy to cast spells.

Before the spell was cast here, Wen Yan had already rushed forward with a pure mace in hand.

After Huo Yong recovered, the flames burning all over his body and the outer flames began to be stained with a layer of black.

As a large number of black beads swallowed in one breath began to gradually take effect, Huo Yong's momentum also increased rapidly, and his form began to transform into the form of a beast.

Claws sprouted from his hands, an exoskeleton sprouted from his back, and black spikes sprouted from his spine.

Huo Yong's eyes turned black and red, he roared something unknown, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

At the same time, the gray cloth wrapped around Wen Yan's left arm also flew out, like steel, stretched straight, and then inserted into the earth.

At the moment when the gray cloth stretched straight, Wen Yan stepped on the sky, and the figure that was approaching rapidly also moved sideways by more than a meter out of thin air.

The next moment, Huo Yong, who disappeared out of thin air, suddenly appeared where Wen Yan was standing just now, and his huge claws slammed on the ground.

Wen Yan paused and swung his body, forming a huge arc. The pure mace in his hand was blessed by the fierce sun.

Many runes on it were activated instantly, and the power of meteors fell on the pure mace, which seemed to activate the fusion reaction instantly. The pure mace held by Wen Yan turned into a round of energy in an instant. Big day.

Wen Yan twisted his waist and used all his strength to hit Huo Yong hard on the side of the head.

With a muffled bang, Huo Yong's body was forcibly thrown away.

He landed on all fours, leaving ravines on the ground. After retreating for more than ten meters, he regained his balance.

Half of his head, along with half of his shoulders, seemed to have been smashed directly into his chest.

He stretched out his hand, and a large number of black beads appeared in his palm. He faced his mouth and kept swallowing them.

Huo Yong showed real fire, roared in his throat, and spoke in an unknown language. Wen Yan looked at the cell phone on his waist and was sure it was still recording. He held a pure mace in his hand and put into a boxing stance.

The mythical bracelet on his right hand also began to change, wrapping around it, covering his right hand, and connecting it with the pure weapon.

"It's great that I can't be beaten to death. I've never met anyone who can really test my strength since I started practicing. You're such a big boy. You've done a good job manicuring your nails. Come on, keep coming."

Wen Yan's fighting spirit began to rise, and the energy and blood in his body began to boil. The feeling that could only be found by asking Bai Jiahui for help in the past was now rising rapidly.

He felt his energy and blood boiling, and the strength was merging faster and faster. The yang energy in his body surged and began to turn into flames visible to the naked eye.

"Come!"

He stepped on the Tiangang, shook his left hand, and the gray cloth flew out, making him faster.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, there was a footprint on the ground, and there was a sudden explosion behind him, and his speed increased again.

After three consecutive steps, he held a pure mace in his hand and smashed it head-on. The power surging in his body poured out along with the force.

The big sun in his hand burned and turned into brilliance. After all the power was integrated, the moment Huo Yong used his arms to withstand the blow.

The dazzling brilliance turned into a seven or eight meter long sword light, splitting Huo Yong straight.

The ghostly and demonic aura in him began to evaporate in large quantities.

With one blow, his figure turned into an afterimage, flew out with a whoosh, disappeared in an instant, and reappeared at the intersection in the blink of an eye.

Huo Yong opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. Then, his body was almost split in half, and a large amount of black blood sprayed out.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed his almost split body, and pulled hard, and the two halves of his body quickly recovered.

At this time, the Wudang Taoist priests from the other three directions also completed the reading.

Under the earth, phantoms of black chains flew out and wrapped around Huo Yong's limbs, torso, and neck.

On the other end of the chain, in three directions, phantoms of turtles, snakes, and cranes appeared.

This is a secret method of trapping monsters specifically.

How could Wen Yan waste such an opportunity? He flew forward, jumped up, held the big sun in his palms with both hands, fell from the sky, and hit Huo Yong directly on the head.

At the same time, the yin and ghost energy surged rapidly on Huo Yong's body, turning into ghostly faces. These faces faced Wen Yan's attack, looking like crazy, roaring and cursing crazily.

Under the bright sun, faces quickly shattered and disappeared.

The burning energy and blood rolled, burning and shattering more than twenty faces with one blow.

A huge rebound force surged out from inside, sending Wen Yan flying backwards.

The gray cloth flew out quickly, pierced the ground with both ends, and turned into a buffer, blocking Wen Yan.

When the dust fell, in the rolling black air, Huo Yong's form had transformed into a half-man, half-animal. He was still more than two meters tall on all fours.

The limbs are thick, and the fangs in the mouth are a foot long. Half of his face is charred and demonic, and the other half is green and has fangs. Two curved horns on his head slowly grow out with flames.

The faces that emerged on the body surface were retracted with unwilling and desperate roars.

Wen Yan's face darkened. This guy was really good at taking advantage of bugs. With his power, he suppressed the backlash caused by swallowing too many souls in one go.

Just when he saw that the opponent's aura was getting stronger and stronger, and the chains could no longer restrain him, Wen Yan's title of "natural enemy of ghosts and gods" suddenly came to his senses.