Counterattack Xiaoxian

The people in the body are good at doing business. This time they went to the shaman's territory to trade and made huge profits. Their hardships started when they met a "fellow countryman".

This fellow was a half-boy. The half-boy was originally from a noble family in the country of Yisheng. However, he was born with a body proportion of 30 to 70, which was completely inconsistent with the aesthetics of the people of Yishen. Therefore, he was regarded as a freak and deformed and was exiled.

Of course, the half-child didn't think so, so he had a hatred for the human beings and developed an extreme and vicious character. His greatest wish in life was to have all the human beings kneel in front of him and sing "conquer".

When he bumped into the caravan, he kidnapped several of them and brought them here to work as coolies, and tortured them to their heart's content. After torturing a hundred or so people, there were only five people left in the caravan.

Ji Lingchu clenched his fists and thought to himself that it was this guy. Don't let me hit him, otherwise the old and new grudges will be settled together.

The saint asked several people's names and some details, then let them leave on their own, and then directed the Iron Feather Guards to move forward.

Soon a huge stone forest appeared in front of them. The stone forest was full of "old bamboo shoots" that were hundreds of thousands of years old. The firelight flickered and the figures swayed. It was unknown how many filthy people were hidden there.

The saint couldn't help but frowned. If this was the case, the archer wouldn't be able to use it and would have to take it forcefully.

She took a step forward and shouted: "Half boy, don't you want revenge?"

A figure jumped up to the tip of a bamboo shoot and said grimly: "Hey! You are going to die here anyway, so why should I be in a hurry?"

This man was half a boy. He was wrapped in a compress from his crotch to his chest, like a diaper. Ji Lingchu couldn't help but laugh.

The half-child turned his half-cut laser face towards him and said, "And you, I'm going to pull out five of your bones."

Who doesn’t know how to talk aloud? Ji Lingchu said: "I want to stretch your legs another three inches."

The boy was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was already short in body and long in legs. If his legs were three inches longer, wouldn't it be... The picture was too beautiful to imagine!

He was furious, casually pulled out a stalagmite, and threw it violently.

Not to be outdone, Ji Lingchu jumped up and struck with a punch. He immediately hit the tractor like an electric donkey, and stalagmites exploded all over the sky.

He was thrown to the ground by an irresistible sharp edge, and his whole body felt like being hit by a shotgun. The pain was excruciating. He suddenly realized that this dwarf was stronger than the previous black-robed man and Fujisaki.

Master Sang once told him that after the Blood Gang is refined in the Blood Qi Realm, it will be further strengthened. Among them, there is a kind of "Wind Gang" that is colorless, invisible, and unparalleled in strength. I am afraid that half a boy is such a master. He was still above the waterfall. If he could fight with her for a few moves, he was probably stunned by the saint.

The Saint hurriedly protected Ji Lingchu and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was fine. Upon seeing this, the Tieyu Guards couldn't help but shoot randomly, and the effect they achieved was naturally limited.

But it was said that there was a stalemate here. The five life-size men walked for a while and then stopped. The old man among them bent down and vomited violently, and finally dug out a colorless stone as big as a fist from his throat.

He looked at the stone obsessively and said: "I was promoted to Earth Master when I was thirty years old. I have traveled all over the world and have never seen such a rare gem. If I have to trade it with my life, I will never hesitate."

He turned to the four people in front of him and said desolately: "But a stone is a stone. It is not as good as our caravan. Since everyone is dead, we can't live alone."

The other four life-size people nodded, and then followed the old man to a prismatic mountain wall where the underground river flowed. The old man stopped and said: "Let us bury it all!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the mountain wall without hesitation, and crashed into the mountain wall silently. The mountain wall was intact, except for a thick shadow of blood on it.

Within a moment, there was a loud roar from the mountain, and the violent and wanton river seemed to come from the sky, picking up four life-size men and rushing through the cave...

At this time, You Tuozi happened to lead his troops into a large tomb in the cave. Although he was a great wizard, he was not good at fighting, so he was escorted all the way.

As soon as they entered the tomb, they were in close combat with the enemy. The enemy was so powerful that more than half of the team was killed or wounded.

The Bloody Bloodmen blocked the entrance to the tomb and surrounded them in various tomb chambers to kill them separately. The Iron Feather Guards and the Wumen disciples huddled together and resisted desperately.

The man who fought You Tuozi was a man wearing a silver mask and wearing silver gloves on both hands.

This man uses his palm as a sword, and the sword is like a giant. Everything in front of him, from heads, hands and feet to soldiers, armor and masonry, will be chopped into pieces with one stroke, like a ruthless cutting machine.

Youtuozi's body was not as good as that of a body refiner, so he did not dare to bear it forcefully, and kept shooting out red light, but was easily crushed by the silver-faced man, obviously having the upper hand.

But You Tuozi is not a vegetarian. There is a small white jade mosquito walking up and down next to him. It will wait for an opportunity to strike at the silver-faced man with a stream of light. The silver-faced man is quite afraid and will definitely dodge.

The two of them fought and walked away, but soon there was no one around. The ground was full of corpses, either burned into bones or cut into pieces, like a Shura killing field.

They chased to the last tomb chamber, where there was a tall stone platform with a huge stone urn placed on it.

You Tuozi rushed forward and saw that the urn was empty. His expression changed involuntarily. His fingers were as fast as playing a kite. The red light struck at the silver-faced man like a barrage of cannons. The silver-faced man waved his palms and raised mountains, ups and downs. Block all red light.

However, You Tuozi stopped taking action and said, "Did you take the remains of Xuanhu?"

"I don't know what bullshit black fox remains are. They dare to enter the Ghost Face Valley and spoil my big job. I just feed them to the Ghost King."

Youtuozi thought thoughtfully and said, "Ghost King? So, it's you who caused the plague in our clan."

The silver-faced man asked: "What plague?"

"At first, he was lying and talking nonsense, and then he fell into coma, and then he died of convulsions."

"Are your siblings okay?"

"The fist is as small as a chicken's claw."

"Where's your complexion?"

"Fawu."

"Blue or black?"

"It depends on the severity of the condition!"

"..."

If Ji Lingchu were here, he would definitely laugh again. The two enemies, instead of fighting to the death, were seriously analyzing their illnesses on the battlefield.

Finally, the silver-faced man snorted coldly: "That's right. This epidemic is all caused by the ghost king. Haha, I am happy to give the witch a taste of this kind of pain."

You Tuozi's eyes narrowed and he said, "You are only in your natal realm. Why don't you retreat and I'll pretend I didn't bump into you."

"I'm afraid it's not up to you!" The silver-faced man was decisive and didn't want to talk nonsense. He just heard a "buzz" sound, the silver light surged, and the stone urn was cut into two pieces. You Tuozi dodged to avoid it, but a big hole appeared in the place.

After a few breaths, what they didn't expect was that black foxes of various sizes emerged from the cave one after another...