Yan Yuhan glanced at the big clam under Ji Xu's feet and his eyes flashed.

"Sure enough, is it just a legacy left?"

He felt a little relieved. As long as the mirage demon was not there, there would be no twists and turns to kill the boy in front of him.

As for the soldiers and police outside the scenic spot, does he care?

"Submit the scroll of people." Yan Yuhan spoke lightly, as if talking about something irrelevant.

Ji Xu raised his eyebrows, "I said why are you biting me like a dog? The original source is here."

He suddenly smiled. Although he didn't know what the purpose of the old man Su Yaoxian was, it would not prevent him from sorting him into the same category.

"But, how do I give it to you?" Ji Xu said with a smile: "After all, it's not a book or something."

"As long as you surrender, I have my own way." Yan Yuhan curled his lips, "That way, there is no need to waste everyone's time."

"Well." Ji Xu suddenly lost interest in teasing the other party, and his face re-embarrassed the indifferentness of the habit, "Silly x."

Yan Yuhan's face suddenly sank, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled up. Obviously, he didn't expect the guy in front of him to suddenly swear?

Ji Xu smiled and loosened the 'annihilist' in his arms, "I want the scroll of man, let me try your weight. I'm dead, so I'll do whatever I want."

Yan Yuhan narrowed his eyes and pressed his hands down, and two whirlpools suddenly surged in the lake.

The spiral water column in the vortex soared into the sky, but it was strangely pitch black, like a well-mixed ink.

"In a place with a lot of water, I can only blame you for your bad luck." Yan Yu snorted coldly, closed his hands and pinched a strange seal.

The secret techniques inherited by the hidden vein are often released through changes in mind and thoughts, and produce manifested energy manifestations in the outside world, but this is not the case.

There will be some powerful killer moves and forbidden techniques, which require special conditions when releasing.

Some are special weather, rain or wind, day or night, etc., which is the time; some are specific geographical environments, mountains, rivers, etc., that is, the location is good; some are the release body needs to cooperate and make corresponding actions, and gradually evolve into a unique system of pinching and pinching techniques, the so-called human and harmony.

And Yan Yuhan is now making handprints.

"Secret Art·Mo Long!"

Ji Xu's face changed. He could feel a faint dull pressure coming around him, hindering his movements, slower than usual.

And the two water columns that soared into the sky had turned into two long black dragons, with murderous intent in their eyes showing, black light flowing around them, five claws intertwined, and their power was intimidating.

Yan Yu looked coldly. This was a powerful type of his secret technique. When the ink dragon turned out, the dragon's power appeared.

The martyr is nothing more than a mere mortal, so how can he resist the dragon's power?

Therefore, body slowness is not a pressure generated by space, but an energy suppression, and more of a psychological effect produced after seeing the Molong.

The first time they saw it, they were already intimidated by God.

A red light suddenly flashed in Ji Xu's eyes, and a cold murderous intent filled his eyes. The hot and burning heat dripped two lines of blood in the corners of his eyes. At this moment, it looked extremely cunning.

He looked at the two mo dragons in front of him with expressionless expression, but was surprised at the magic of this secret technique.

So far, he has only seen the famous moves and talked about how many of them are.

The dialing hand of [Yin and Yang Family] and the six forbidden spells of [Yin and Yang Family] seem to be just these two.

By the way, there is also his own "fire arrow".

Ji Xu felt that when he named the attack method, he suddenly shouted it out... Although it was a bit too second, it seemed to be quite exciting.

He looked moved, glanced at Yan Yuhan, and raised his right hand suddenly towards the other party.

Yan Yuhan was stunned, then his face became solemn, thinking that he was going to use some moves, his whole body was tense and ready to go.

Ji Xu's five fingers were instantly drawn and he shouted in a deep voice: "Several cutting antennas!"

...

Yan Yuhan slowly lowered his arms and his face turned gloomy.

"Don't be nervous." Ji Xu smiled 'hey', "live the atmosphere."

Yan Yuhan didn't make a sound, but just waved.

Two ink dragons roared silently and roared down.

Ji Xu stepped under his feet and jumped into the air. The two ink dragons were too powerful. He vaguely felt that even if the beacon tower was condensed, it could not be completely blocked.

Mo Long pounced on the air, but did not rush onto the clam shell. Instead, he turned around and wrapped around Ji Xu in the air.

"Since it's hot, let's have a higher stature." Ji Xu's expression moved slightly. Thinking of "Naruto" that he had watched not long ago, he took a long breath and then spit out suddenly.

"Long Yan sings!"

The hot and hot power of qi and blood turned into a hideous dragon head, and its whole body was red and clear, just like the essence.

The two ink dragons almost instantly bumped into the dragon's head.

When the two came into contact, it was like a hot iron pile pouring onto a cold mountain spring. There was a loud bang, followed by a sharp wave of air.

Before Ji Xu could fall, he was directly ejected, smashed through the floating bridge beside him, and fell into the water.

Yan Yuhan got up and jumped out of the pavilion, jumped to the small boat beside him, and looked at the collapsed pavilion and the rolling white smoke.

This is the steam generated by Mo Long's explosion after colliding with the hot qi and blood.

Yan Yuhan's eyes were sharp, and he glanced at the lake where Ji Xu fell into the water. With his fingers, an ink dragon emerged from the mist and rushed straight under the water.

"The blood of the human coil is indeed powerful."

Looking at the only one Mo Long left, a trace of heat flashed through Yan Yuhan's heart. With his powerful blood-releasing energy, he could fight against his secret technique head-on, and even destroy a Mo Long. As long as he got the scroll of man, what he could exchange for would be enough to step into the furnace realm.

"Bang!"

Just as he was thinking about it, his face suddenly changed, his figure flashed to the side, and the boat under his feet exploded instantly.

Even so, it's still a bit slow.

The figure who flew out of it flashed black light in his right hand, Yan Yuhan suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his whole body fell to the water surface. With a "thump" sound, an arm fell into the water.

The black dragon floated out under his feet, and Yan Yuhan stood on top, covering the broken arm of his left shoulder, his face looked ugly and even more frightened.

"If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been split in half just now."

His eyes fell on the dark sword in Ji Xu's hand, and his eyes narrowed, "How is this possible with the power of the curse seal?"

Ji Xu stood on the wooden board of the remaining ship, evaporated his wet clothes and hair as the blood and energy flowed through his body, and tightened his hands holding the sword.

Yan Yuhan's face turned pale, then turned to calm again, and she smiled softly, "I underestimated you."

A trace of black ink thread was pulled out from the lake, wrapping around and rushing towards his broken arm. In a blink of an eye, a brand new arm grew out, just like before.

But the sleeves on the jacket disappeared.

Yan Yuhan shook his left hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then smiled at Ji Xu, "You can't kill me."

Ji Xu pursed his lips, shook his hands, and the sword of the curse disappeared.

He lifted his coat wrapped in the "Annihilation", revealing the hideous guy inside, who looked like a rocket launcher. The intricately carved warhead became more conspicuous after being stained with water.
Chapter completed!