Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

Jingzhou, Caixia Mountain, Shenshou Valley.

Early autumn.

The afternoon sun spreads lazily in the valley, making it extremely relaxing.

However, in the largest stone house, the atmosphere was extremely calm and depressing, making people afraid to take a deep breath.

An old man and a young man stood at opposite ends of the stone house, staring at each other warily.

The gray-haired old man was indeed extremely miserable. His clothes had a big gaping hole in his chest, and his neck was dripping with blood.

The dark-skinned, ordinary-faced boy opposite him also felt uncomfortable.

Her face was flushed, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead and flowed down her cheeks, but she didn't dare to reach out and wipe it away.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to have thought of something. He smiled, a treacherous look flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly.

"Iron slave, go get him for me!"

It turned out that there was a big man standing in the corner of the room.

Wearing a black cloak, his whole body was covered tightly by a large green robe, leaving no trace of skin exposed.

He is obviously tall and burly, like a giant spirit god, but he looks like a dead person, without any breath, so it is easy for people to ignore him.

Feeling the extra will in his mind, the giant man let out a breath, stepped down hard with his left foot, and took advantage of the momentum to jump out!

A strong wind emerged out of thin air.

It was as if a tiger came out of the mountain and swooped in front of the two of them.

The speed is as fast as a strong bow and a powerful crossbow.

The dark-skinned young man's face changed drastically. He flicked his toes, and a sharp iron awl automatically jumped into his hand.

Gritting his teeth, the young man grasped the iron awl in his hand and stabbed the giant man in the abdomen.

At this time, the giant man's palm the size of a cattail leaf fan had been chopped off.

Just...

Its target was not towards the young man, but towards the old man with a smug look on his face, as if he had everything under control!

Judging from its momentum, if it is implemented, the old man's head will definitely burst like a ripe watermelon on the spot!

"Asshole!"

The old man obviously could not expect that his loyal thug who would not betray him even if he died would actually betray him on the spot.

But after all, he is also an extremely expert. He senses the strong wind above his head and instinctively lowers his body and jumps out diagonally.

"So close and so far away!"

The speed is so fast that it is still faster than the giant man. In just one flash, he has already swept several feet away, as if he knows the magic of shrinking the ground.

But he was still half a step too late after all.

There was a loud bang.

The edge of the giant man's palm swept hard against the old man's back, like a battering ram hitting a city wall.

The old man's figure stagnated for a moment, and then he flew away like a cannonball.

"Poof!"

Blood sprayed in the air.

Seeing that his body was about to hit the wall made of huge rocks, the old man twisted his waist out of thin air, using the first half of the "thousand catties falling" technique.

He actually lowered his body.

As soon as he landed on the ground, the old man's right hand reached into his arms, as if he was going to get something.

But it's too late.

As soon as the move was successful, the giant man became more powerful and unforgiving, and had already rushed to the old man.

He didn't use any moves, he just clenched his palms into fists and simply punched the opponent's face and chest.

But it gives people a feeling of inescapability.

This is also true.

Looking at the big hand that almost occupied the entire field of vision, the old man's eyes were as wide as bells.

He forced the infuriating energy in his body that had not yet calmed down, and raised his shining silver palm to move it horizontally, trying to intercept the opponent's attack.

The quickness of response and the precision of techniques are indeed at the level of a top master.

There was another muffled explosion, and the movement was even louder than before.

And the two people fighting have completely decided the winner, life and death!

The giant man stood proudly on the spot, his left fist touching the palm of the old man's hand.

As for the right hand, it has already hit the opponent hard.

The old man's entire face collapsed, with white and red flowing down freely.

The dead can no longer die!

The situation in the house is like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling, and the dust has completely settled in the flash of lightning.

While the two were fighting, the young man had already retreated to the door, holding a soft sword half the length of a ruler in his hand, bowing slightly, and shouted at the giant man.

"Who are you?!

What’s the relationship with Dr. Mo?!”

The alert look on his face has not diminished at all.

Although the other party has killed its biggest enemy, it may not necessarily not take action against itself.

The giant man withdrew his arm and shook the old man's body away.

I saw him pointing at himself, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, stammering, and speaking in an extremely weird tone.

"I... Zhang... Tie...

Xiao...li..."

"Are you Brother Tie?!"

The swarthy boy was shocked and looked at the giant man in disbelief.

Involuntarily, he lifted his legs and took two steps closer. He hurriedly stopped again, his expression became gloomy and uncertain.

Obviously, the wariness has not been completely dispelled.

Seeing that the other party didn't completely believe him, the giant man smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand and pulled open his cloak, revealing his big face.

"You are not Zhang..."

Glancing over the giant man's face, the young man Han Li blurted out.

If you tip your toes, you will be swept out of the house.

But soon, as if he thought of something, Han Li stopped hurriedly and looked at the opponent's face again.

This time, I obviously need to be more careful.

After watching for a full quarter of an hour, Han Li took a long breath, turned slightly pale, and spoke tentatively.

"Brother Zhang, is it really you?

Is it Dr. Mo who caused you to do this?!"

With a serious nod, "Zhang Tie" walked towards Han Li and spoke again, his voice obviously much more fluent.

"Be careful, there's a ghost on him!"

Looking at the direction pointed by "Zhang Tie", Han Li blinked. Even though he was so smart and wise, he was still a little confused for a moment.

On the ground, except for the body of their good master, Mr. Mo, there was nothing else anywhere.

"Could it be that Brother Zhang was confused by Old Thief Mo?"

Han Li thought so.

But immediately, his pupils shrank violently and he tightly grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand.

He had been staring at Doctor Mo's body, but out of nowhere, a fist-sized green ball of light appeared on the ground.

Jumping and jumping, the light flickers.

What's going on?!

Han Li felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

Just as he was about to ask Zhang Tie what was going on, he was late when the green ball of light bounced on the spot, jumped six or seven feet high, and hit his head.

Not bad.

Han Li had been paying attention to this thing. He suddenly raised his arm, grabbed the soft sword and slashed towards the ball of light.

That's not all. While he was chopping, he took out a cylinder from his arms, pressed the button, and sprayed out a putrid-smelling liquid on top of the green light group.

"Ah!"

The screams that made people go crazy instantly filled the stone house. The green light flashed and the light group dimmed obviously.

Not long after, it was as weak as a firefly and could not move.

"Okay, Xiaoli."

Seeing that this last point was really difficult to eliminate, "Zhang Tie" spoke at the right time.

"This thing seems to be afraid of sunlight. Opening the doors and windows should be able to extinguish it."