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    "Ahhh!"

    Master Duan immediately screamed, put his head in his hands, took a few big steps back, and half-kneeled on the ground with an extremely painful expression.

    When he was panting heavily and raised his head with a pale face, Luo Yun had already hijacked Ouyang Ce, and the latter was in his hands, so there was no room for resistance!

    "Hand in hand!"

    Luo Yun clasped Ouyang Ce's right arm with his big hand, and directly performed the Shaolin 72 stunts that he had obtained from Qiu Qianzhang's memory!

    Click!

    Click!

    Ouyang Ce let out a shrill scream with two crisp sounds of dislocation of bones and joints, and his right arm drooped limply.

    A big hand grabbed his throat.

    "Hush"

    "Don't move."

    Luo Yun's voice came from behind his ears like a ghost: "It should take less than a second for me to strangle you, Senior Ouyang."

    "Luo Yun!"

    "Let go let me go!"

    Ouyang Ce endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and said: "Otherwise I will kill Luo Yinping!"

    "Slut noise!"

    Luo Yun pinched Ouyang Ce's neck tightly with his left hand, and slapped him three times with his right hand, three times, Ouyang Ce was already half dead!

    Teeth falling out, gums loosening, gums bursting, mouth bleeding

    to be honest.

    The strength gap between the two is too great.

    Ouyang Ce's attack seemed fierce, but it didn't cause much damage to Luo Yun. In order to cooperate with the opponent, the only mouthful of blood he forced himself to spit out

    "Ancient Strong Body Tactics" is the second heaven, with the body of King Kong, and its defensive power can only be described by the four words "horrible"!

    Seeing that the young master was arrested, the bodyguards on the second floor were in a mess, not knowing what to do.

    "Let's do it again!"

    "The Needle of Soul!"

    After Luo Yun controlled Ouyang Ce, he cast the Night Soul Technique again.

    In the purple mansion of the brain region, soul power surged up, condensed into a "needle" that was half a foot long and the thickness of a little finger, and stabbed at Master Duan!

    Soul power.

    Intangible, colorless, elusive.

    But if you are born with different pupils, you can see the color of the soul power, which is purple!

    This purple soul needle can easily destroy the brains of ordinary people and turn them into idiots, but for a peak general, it is not unbearable!

    "Om¡ª¡ª!!"

    Master Duan raised his head!

    Both eyes are staring, and the canthus are cracked!

    A spiritual will exclusive to warriors erupted from the bottom of his eyes, spreading in all directions like a tide!

    "What?"

    Luo Yun frowned.

    His soul spell was actually cancelled?

    This old man has also cultivated the soul?

    "Little bastard"

    "What kind of sorcery did you use!"

    Duan Shi stood up from the ground sweating profusely, and the way he looked at Luo Yun changed completely.

    His pupils shrank:

    "Could it be that you are an extraordinary warrior?"

    Extraordinary warriors, that is, warriors who ate devil fruits, have both martial arts and fruit abilities.

    This kind of person is very rare and powerful!

    Master Duan has only met one in his life, and he never expected to meet another one in this kind of place!

    "Boy, wait wait a minute."

    Master Duan raised his hand to signal a truce, and then suggested:

    "Why don't you and I release people at the same time, and fight against each other later, whether we live or die according to our own abilities, how about it?"

    "Can!"

    Luo Yun did not refuse this request, and even suspected that the old man was a friendly army.

    Ouyang Ce, whose mouth was full of blood, did not veto it, but the hatred in his eyes became stronger

    soon.

    Luo Yinping was brought over by two bodyguards, with his hands in shackles.

    A martial artist who has reached the level of a martial artist can't even walk steadily, which shows what she has experienced in the past few days.

    "MasterMaster!"

    Seeing Luo Yun, Luo Yinping's nose turned sore, and his eyes immediately turned red, "I'm sorry"

    "A Ping!"

    Luo Yun gritted his teeth angrily.

    "Boy, I'll count one, two, three!"

    "We release people at the same time!"

    Master Duan scolded in a deep voice.

    "You should be aware of my methods."

    "If you dare to be clever, I will kill him directly."

    Luo Yun pinched Ouyang Ce's neck, and patted his blood-smeared face.

    ""

    Master Duan was silent.

    When the count reached three, Master Duan really let him go honestly, not daring to play tricks.

    "quick!"

    "Take the young master away!"

    Duan Shisheng was afraid that Luo Yun would regret the murder, so he quickly asked the bodyguards to take Ouyang Ce away and send him to the hospital.

    "Luo Yun, you wait for me The hatred between us will never die, never stop!!!"

    Before Ouyang Ce left, he stared at Luo Yun with bloodshot eyes.

    "Follow him!"

    Luo Yun gave Garfield a look, who was still watching the battle on the second floor of the arena, and the latter immediately understood and followed.

    "Master, you have to be careful."

    Luo Yinping stood beside Luo Yun, with worried eyes, "This man is very strong."

    "Ping, your hand"

    Only then did Luo Yun realize.

    Luo Yinping's hands are useless.

    The wrist hangs limply on the half of the forearm, the wrist bone is shattered, the skin is ripped apart, covered with thick blood scabs, and the skin of the ten fingers is grayish white, obviously necrotic for many days.

    Thanks to being a martial artist, if it were an ordinary person, he would have died of wound infection long ago.

    Perhaps knowing that he is already a useless person, Luo Yinping's eyes are lifeless, no different from a dead person.

    this moment.

    Billowing flames, like a volcano erupting!

    Luo Yun had a strong killing intent again!

    He wants to kill someone!

    "Ping, don't worry, I will find a way to fix your hands when I get back."

    Luo Yun gently hugged Luo Yinping's shoulders, and the latter's tender body shook, "Reallyreally, master, II can still practice martial arts?"

    "real."

    "I swear."

    Clank and iron talk, resoundingly.

    Luo Yinping's eyes burst into hot tears, but suddenly, she sensed a murderous aura approaching!

    "Master, be careful!"

    The voice did not fall.

    With his thin and haggard hands, Master Duan held a basketball-sized Zhenqi spiral pill, and dunked it on Luo Yun's head!

    hello-everybody dunks on your head!

    "Don't hide?"

    Seeing that Luo Yun was still facing away from him, Master Duan was ecstatic.

    "The brat dares to make such a big deal!"

    "go to hell!"

    "The power of this old man's blow is no less than that of a tank shell!"

    With a grin on his face, Master Duan held up a big and white Zhenqi spiral pill, about to give Luo Yun a fatal blow.

    Luo Yinping also went crazy!

    Why doesn't the master hide?  !

    Could it be, can't avoid it?

    Luo Yinping was disheartened Forget it, if I could die with my master, my life would not be in vain.

    At this moment, she gave up hope of life, closed her eyes, and leaned against Luo Yun.

    "Wow!"

    Luo Yun took out a large white robe from Najie in time, and put it on behind him, like a blizzard falling suddenly.

    "?"

    Master Duan was stunned!

    I didn't see where this white robe came from at all, did you play tricks?

    "Chi la chi la chi la!!"

    The spiral pill of true energy slammed on the white robe!

    Then, a scene that surprised Master Duan appeared!

    A blow that can smash the reinforced concrete wall can't tear the white robe, leaving only a series of violent friction scratches!

    "this¡­¡­"

    Master Duan was completely stunned.

    Later, he saw Luo Yun take out another wooden streamer with many white paper strips wrapped around it, rattling, like the Qingming slings that people burn when worshiping ancestors.

    "Hundred Ghosts Eat Souls!"

    Luo Yun hugged Luo Yinping with his left arm, and waved the mourning banner from the underworld with his right hand.

    He was wearing a white robe and his eyes were cold, like the soul arrester of the Impermanence Mansion.

    In an instant!

    The hundred strips of white paper hanging on the mourning banner vibrated violently, falling like dead leaves, and then turned into a hundred ferocious ghosts, rushing towards Master Duan in the air!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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