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Chapter 204 Red Plum Snare Drum

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    If an ordinary monk had suffered such a serious injury, he would probably have lost his fighting power long ago, but Master You Ming has always been able to persevere. It can be seen that there is still a big difference between ghost cultivators and ordinary monks.

    If the body of an ordinary monk is injured, he can recover within a few days at most after taking some healing medicine, and it will take less than a month for a severe trauma.  And the corpse puppet's injury is extremely troublesome to heal, otherwise, Master You Ming wouldn't let the previous wound remain on his body.

    I don't know if it's because of the defect in the skill, or because the corpse is not completely transformed with the soul. The Wuying Ghost Mother's corpse is very difficult to use, and now it is injured like this. In the future, I don't know how to spend myself  What a lot of energy, thinking of this makes Master You Ming's teeth ache.

    These are not the most urgent. What needs to be solved most at present is the immediate crisis. Master You Ming was very confident at first, but after an hour, he finally confirmed that compared with these poor and crazy casual cultivators, he is really not  opponent.

    Fight or flee?  Is it a desperate fight, killing one is enough to kill two and earn one?  Or do you want to keep the green hills in place without fear of running out of firewood?  Death is easy to say, but hard to do. If it wasn't because he was afraid of death, he would not have escaped to the Kyushu Continent through all kinds of hardships.  Turned into a corpse, lingering on his last breath.

    But even if he escapes, where can he escape to?  Now that what I have done has been exposed, in the Kyushu mainland, everyone is shouting and beating rats crossing the street, where can I escape to in my current state?  I'm afraid that before he leaves Yuling Mountain, the pursuers will block him. If even the people from the immortal sect also show up, he will really have no way to go to heaven or enter the earth.

    Thinking of this, Master You Ming couldn't help slowing down his hand movements. He was hit several times by casual cultivators around him, and almost fell to the ground with a stagger.  He hastily stepped back a few steps, regained his energy, and covered his whole body with his hands.

    Some casual cultivators seemed to see the advantage from the moment just now, and shouted: "Everyone, work harder, this Master Youming is already at the end of his battle, and the reward for his meritorious service is just around the corner."

    Yes, everyone has been besieging for so long, isn't it just such an opportunity?  Now that the victory is in sight, the casual cultivators seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and their attacks suddenly became more fierce.  Even some monks who had been hiding behind and being lazy rejoined the besieging team.

    Victory is in sight, and those casual cultivators in the Qi refining period also showed joy, Zi Zhuweng said: "The defeat of this real Youming has been revealed, and it will be up to us next."

    Although Qingsongke was happy in his heart, he kept his face calm and reminded: "We can't be too happy. I can see that his eyes are floating, obviously thinking about the way out, and we have to guard against this guy escaping, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of money?"  Is the basket fetching water in vain?"

    Jia Ting next to him said: "That's not a problem. All of our qi cultivators spread out to form an encirclement. This time, it's impossible for him to escape. But let me say it first. This time, you are not allowed to bully us by virtue of our numbers."  These single monks."

    "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Jia, there are only three Suihan friends. If we really want to rely on the number of people, everyone will not agree." Master Miao said.

    The current situation is different from the beginning. At that time, most of the qi refining monks were quietly hiding behind. They hadn't figured out the situation, and they didn't show up for the sake of caution. Only the three friends of Suihan and Jia Ting were fighting.  , so whoever grabs it may belong to him.

    Now there are so many people working hard, there are more than 20 qi refining monks alone, and there are even mid-stage qi training monks who have a higher level of cultivation than Sui Han's three friends. How can they be allowed to mess around?

    In order to snatch the jade spirit marrow, the three friends of Suihan did those things, and then it caused a scuffle among casual cultivators, which inspired the blood-trapped demon formation. Not to mention getting nothing, they almost killed everyone  Killing him is tantamount to being a villain for nothing.  Now that Jia Ting mentioned it again, the Zizhu Weng could only smile awkwardly, and said, "Friend Jia was joking."

    The battle has reached this level, there is no need to issue orders, and everyone knows what to do next. The monks in the Qi refining period scattered to the side, blocking all the escape routes of Master Youming, and the remaining monks in the pulse opening state also scattered around.  Surrounded the Nether Immortals in the middle.

    At this moment, old man Chimei took out his red plum snare drum and slapped it vigorously on the drum, and then an invisible wave spread throughout the mine.  The casual cultivators heard that their morale had increased greatly, but the Master Youming heard it, but his ears were buzzing, his qi and blood were churning, and his true qi was not flowing smoothly.

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zizhuweng raised his hand, and the purple piccolo spun around in the air, and then flew towards the real Youming.  The speed is astonishing, much faster than the previous attacks, the sharp sound of the wind accompanied the shortThe howling sound is breathtaking.

    This kind of attack should not be underestimated. The real Youming dared not neglect it. He quickly calmed down and dispelled the mental discomfort. Then he dodged sharply to avoid the attack of the purple piccolo.

    The three friends of Suihan were united in spirit, and the other two made their moves, and Qingsongke was no exception. He had already figured out the direction where Immortal Youming should avoid, and directly grabbed his pine xylophone and threw it at it.

    Because of the interference of the red plum snare drum, Master Nether was a step slower in avoiding the attack of the purple piccolo. Now that he was attacked by the pine xylophone again, it was too late to dodge, so he could only use his body to block the pine xylophone.

    Only a muffled sound was heard, and Qingsong Ke's pine xylophone hit the back of Daoist You Ming.  The pine wood piano is a high-grade magic weapon with amazing attack power. However, the dead body of the ghost is not to be underestimated.  harm.

    However, Sui Han's three friends' attacks didn't stop there. At this time, there was another drum sound, and Daoist You Ming's energy and blood rolled, and his movements couldn't help but stagnate.  The purple piccolo hovered in the air, and then hit him on the head. At the same time, the pine qin suddenly made a bang, and a string shot out from the qin, piercing towards the eyes of the real man.

    The external interference and the two sides of the attack made Master Youming exhausted. If the three friends of Suihan made a move at the beginning, then Daoist Youming would be full of morale, full of true energy, and his movements would not be restricted, so he could easily deal with the three friends of Suihan.  A series of attacks, at this time he is already at the end of his strength, and he is a little powerless to deal with it, so he can only exchange injuries for injuries.

    I saw his head tilted to the side strangely, as if his neck had been broken, and he avoided the attack of the strings.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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