Uncle Jiu refuses to accept disciples, I realize the practice method by myself

Chapter 23

"Run!"

Several security team members screamed at the same time, turned around and ran.

The man who aimed his gun at Zhao Ying did not move his feet. He seemed to ignore the leaping figures in the distance, and only had Zhao Ying as his target in his eyes.

His face was as sinking as water, his eyes were calm, and he aimed his gun calmly.

Zhao Ying was not far away from him.

When the man pulled the bolt, he had already stepped forward again, taking two steps.Now the distance between the two sides is only six or seven meters. With Zhao Ying's speed, this distance is only two steps.

Already within the range where you can deceive yourself and grab your gun.

But the man's fingers were also on the trigger, and he might shoot at any time.Charged straight up at such a short distance, if that person fired, Zhao Ying would definitely not be able to dodge.

But Zhao Ying didn't seem to know the harm, with a face that was like ice and snow, and his eyes were cold, all his attention was on the man's fingers.

At this time, he saw the man's fingers moving slightly, and he knew that the man was going to pull the trigger.He suddenly fell, and his body fell backwards in an instant.

boom.

Gunshots exploded.

Zhao Ying had already fallen to the ground with his back touching the ground. At this moment, he suddenly raised his right hand and made a move forward. Spreading his five fingers, a silver light suddenly shot out from the palm of his hand.

boom.

A projectile shot from above Zhao Ying and hit the bluestone ground.

And the silver light was like an arrow leaving the string, it hit the man's forehead in the blink of an eye.

boom.

The man was hit hard, and suddenly he couldn't help but fell backwards.

Zhao Ying turned over and rolled, and the sound of silver light falling to the ground could be heard next to her ears. Under the shining moonlight, a silver dollar fell to the ground, and the sound of jingling was very pleasant.

At this moment, Zhao Ying straightened her body and rushed towards the man with big strides. The moonlight fell on his cheeks, and she could clearly see the beads of sweat on his forehead.It can be seen that in this state of highly concentrated spirit, every string of his has been tightened, and his mental consumption is extremely high.

Zhao Ying rushed to the man in two steps, his energy and blood rushed to the top and formed a ghost in an instant, and the five-fingered halberd waved a puff of black smoke towards the man's head.

At this time, the man was grabbing the gun quickly, and the bluish bloodstain on his forehead was particularly glaring, it was the silver dollar that Zhao Ying shot earlier.Zhao Ying has practiced martial arts since he was a child, but it's a pity that he has never learned hidden weapon techniques. The silver light just now was shot with brute force, and the force was rushed, so it didn't directly kill him.

But for ordinary people, receiving this blow is the same as being hit with a sap, and a burst of dizziness must be inevitable.But this person was able to recover his mind in a short time, and was ready to fight back with a gun again, which shows that he is absolutely extraordinary.

But although he reacted quickly, the rifle had already been fired just now, and he had to pull the bolt again if he wanted to shoot again. How could he pass Zhao Ying so quickly at such a short distance!In the blink of an eye, Zhao Ying's big hand wrapped in black smoke landed on his face.

"what……"

The man suddenly let out a shrill scream, and his face was scorched black at a speed visible to the naked eye.At the same time, a phantom appeared on his body, as if the soul and body of the human body were separated. The phantom opened its mouth and screamed, and the whole body seemed to be as light as nothing, and kept floating to the side without touching its feet.

"Sure enough, someone is playing tricks. Today's murder is really aimed at me." Zhao Ying's eyes were cold.

With a stride, he leaped forward, and swung his black smoke billowing fist towards the receding phantom.

Qi, blood, and yang can shatter consciousness, and naturally restrain ghosts.

With a punch, the strong wind and black smoke rolled away, like a reckless dragon with teeth and claws.

A hot and ferocious breath spread in the air, and the cool night air seemed to be ignited.

Taking advantage of the gap between punches, Zhao Ying finally saw the image of this phantom clearly.

is an old man.

A head of thin white hair, loose skin and deep wrinkles on his face, making one feel that every wrinkle on his face could kill a fly.

It can be seen that he was already very old when he died, at least seven or eighty years old.

Obviously, this phantom is just a ghost, or an old ghost.Just don't know when to shell?When was the ghost body metamorphosed?How many years have been together?
"what."

As soon as the fist wind rushed, the black smoke fell on the old ghost like a wave. The old ghost was sent flying for more than ten meters in an instant, and immediately let out a shrill scream.

However, soon the old ghost was no longer screaming, and the black smoke was no longer overflowing from his body. The phantom's body instantly solidified, and he stood in the air without touching the ground.

He glared viciously at Zhao Ying who seemed to be about to charge again, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Ying didn't even froze for a moment, she turned around and ran away.

Swish.

Behind, the evil wind howled.

The old man Ren is like a shadow, jumping and flying, the speed is astonishing, and he is less than ten meters away from him at this moment.

Zhao Ying could even faintly feel the bad wind blowing to his back, and he ran in big strides, pushing his speed to the limit.The black flame condensed on the top of the head did not restrain itself, and was wary of the disappearing old ghost.

Up to now, he has been able to confirm that this old ghost is the real mastermind in all likelihood.

As for the identity, it should be the Feng Shui master who was robbed of the "Dragonfly Pointing Water Cave" by the Ren family.

In fact, he had suspected for a long time that Awei might not be the mastermind behind the scenes at all, and might even know nothing about it, but someone was using his body to act.

For example, "ghost possession".

It was also because of this that Zhao Ying used the power of Jiesha to hit the person who shot at him inexplicably.If you just deal with a normal person without extraordinary power, his strength is enough to kill him with a single punch, there is no need to waste energy, blood and yang evil.

Zhao Ying was just using this to verify his conjecture.

Swish.

Swish.

he chased.

He fled.

The old man Ren who was chasing after him suddenly stopped, leaned over and grabbed a unconscious man on the ground, bit his neck, and swallowed blood.

The blood-sucking person was the one who was possessed by the old ghost and shot Zhao Ying.

The wind suddenly stopped behind Zhao Ying, and he was aware of it immediately, but he didn't turn his head to look, but took advantage of the gap to run for 30 meters, widening the distance between him and Mrs. Ren again.

Not long after, the old man Ren chased after him again.

At this time, Zhao Ying had already run out of the town and was running towards Yizhuang.

Under the moonlight, two figures chased each other one after the other, the scenery on both sides faded rapidly, and soon the outline of Yizhuang could be gradually seen in front of the eyes.

Zhao Ying quickly ran to the door, and the black flame formed by the evil spirit above his head suddenly dissipated. He jumped up the steps, and as soon as he stood still, he kicked down the door of Jiushu Yizhuang directly.

After slamming into the door, Zhao Ying hadn't heaved a sigh of relief before she opened her mouth and shouted: "Come on, old man Ren is here to kill you."

The sound was loud and spread far and wide.

Zhao Ying didn't stop at all, and ran into the courtyard quickly, and glanced at the weapon rack in the courtyard, picked up a big knife on the rack, dragged the floor and ran to the gate of the main room.

The blade crossed the ground, the flames shot out, and the ear-piercing sound completely broke the quiet atmosphere of Yizhuang.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Ying activated his supernatural powers to bring back the separated consciousness.Now that he has decided to kill Old Master Ren, this consciousness can no longer stay on him.There is Nine Uncle here, if it is not taken back in time, once the body of Old Master Ren is killed and burned by a fire like in the play, his sense of separation will be exposed without any sustenance.

Of course, he can also control his consciousness to understand himself before Old Master Ren is killed, but all the information about Old Master Ren's evolutionary stagnation will dissipate on its own, and then the gains during this period will be in vain, and nothing will be gained.

Zhao Ying naturally would not make such a simple mistake.

At this time, there was movement inside and outside the Yizhuang.

In Yizhuang, someone was awakened.

Outside Yizhuang, Mrs. Ren hurriedly chased after him.

inside the house.

Uncle Jiu rolled over and got up.Not long after he fell asleep, he was busy all the time when he came back from Yihong Courtyard. He didn't finish eating and go to bed until about an hour ago.

Prepare the herbal medicine for bangs to nourish the essence, browse through the collection of books, and find the solution to the ghost, and there is no idle time for the whole afternoon.After finally falling asleep, he was awakened by a loud bang, and then he heard Zhao Ying's shout.

Hearing Zhao Ying's words, Uncle Jiu was awakened from drowsiness, and hurried to the door to open it.

"Literary talent, literary talent..."

"The zombies are coming, go to the main room and protect Tingting."

Uncle Jiu yelled, and hurried to the main room without caring about Wen Cai's reply.

Both he and Wencai lived in the backyard, while Ren Tingting lived in a room at the back right of the main room.

At this time, a light was lit in the room behind the lobby.

But Ren Tingting also heard the movement.

boom.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the courtyard.

The old man Ren, dressed in rags, flew into the courtyard and landed on two collapsed gates.

Zhao Ying, who was leaning against the door of the main room, suddenly raised the Daguan knife in his hand.

"Squeak!"

There was movement from the door behind him, the door opened a crack, the person who opened the door did not fully open the door, just enough for him to pass through.

Uncle Jiu stepped out from behind the door holding a mahogany sword. He moved so fast that he almost bumped head-on into the tip of the Daguan knife that was over Zhao Yingyang's shoulder.

"..."

Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows, as if he was quite shocked.

It's not that Zhao Ying made the blade extremely low on purpose, but that the floor of the main room is much higher than that outside the courtyard. As the saying goes, the threshold is high, which is what it means.

Fortunately, Zhao Ying's saber was raised over his shoulders at just the right distance. If it was extended a little further, he might be able to eat Uncle Jiu's table tomorrow.

Of course, the premise is that he can live until tomorrow.

Uncle Jiu moved his body to one side, squeezed open the door on one side and stepped out, turned his head and gave Zhao Ying a vicious look.Looking at that posture, it is not difficult to see that there is a fire in his heart.

Zhao Ying was puzzled by his stare, how could he know that he almost sent Uncle Jiu up the mountain just now.

at this time.

The old man Ren stood still at the foot of the courtyard, he seemed to sense the breath of blood relatives nearby, and his face was already facing the right side of the main room.

Even Zhao Ying, an enemy who was close at hand, did not have the posture of pursuing and swearing to kill endlessly.

For zombies, the attraction of blood relatives is more important than anything else, even if the old man Ren has become intelligent, he may not be able to suppress the corpse's instinctive desire.

"Roar".

The old man Ren couldn't bear it any longer, so he jumped straight and charged towards the right side of the main room.

There was only one door in the main room, which was being blocked by Zhao Ying and the two of them. The old man Ren couldn't see, relying on his sense of blood relatives, he didn't care whether there was a door or not, he flew up and slammed into the wooden wall.

"Bastard, you want to demolish my house..."

Uncle Nine's anger that had originally fallen on Zhao Ying suddenly turned to Old Master Ren.Quickly biting his fingertips, he wiped the mahogany sword, the blood spattered, every inch of the sword glowed with golden light, and it instantly became a golden lightsaber.Holding the sword, he stood up and stabbed with it.

A sword hits the mark.

It disrupted the movements of Old Master Ren who was about to leap into the air and make a second lunge.

"Ok?"

Just as the mahogany sword pierced the zombie's body, Uncle Jiu's face suddenly changed. He only felt that the sword's force was stagnant, and his own energy was not fully released.It was as if a sword pierced an iron wall, and half of the force was bounced back.

At this moment, a sharp claw grabbed at his face.

Uncle Jiu raised his eyebrows, hurriedly urged his strength, and pushed forward with all his strength.Hearing Ka Ba's sound, the mahogany sword broke in two.And Uncle Jiu reacted very quickly, relying on this force to separate the distance between the two sides, dodging the sharp claws that were grabbing at the front door.

He immediately withdrew and retreated.

Take a few steps back.

As soon as he stood firmly, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Stay stiff!"

"It's been less than ten days since it came out of the coffin, how could it evolve so quickly?"

This sword didn't work, but Old Master Ren was enraged by him, he leaped forward and grabbed it straight with his sharp claws.

boom.

boom.

One person and one corpse confront each other again.

With punches and claws, after a few moves, Uncle Jiu was steadily losing the wind, his punches and kicks did not hurt the opponent half a point, but he himself was forced into danger.

The old god Zhao Ying was standing at the door, taking the opportunity to recover his strength.Hearing Uncle Jiu's words earlier, my heart moved, and I had an idea to use my strength to fight.

"It should be because of an old ghost. When I ran for my life just now, an old ghost possessed a security guard and wanted to shoot me. I heard from him that it was because I blocked the old man from absorbing the blood of his blood to evolve. He Some of the objectives have not been achieved."

"Since he hates me because of Mr. Ren, he must have something to do with Mr. Ren. I suspect..."

boom.

Uncle Jiu was kicked out.

He quickly turned over and got up, looking angry at the old man Ren, but he said angrily: "Are you suspicious? Is there anything you can't talk about later, why don't you carry a knife and just watch from the sidelines?"

Roar.

The old man jumped up.

"Hurry up and help." Uncle Jiu shouted angrily.

Apparently, his glaring look just now was directed at Mrs. Ren, but in fact it was directed at Zhao Ying.

"Here we come. I fought with him just now, and I was in a hurry to run for my life. I was exhausted too much. It's not that I don't want to help. I have to take a breath and recover my strength!"

Zhao Ying explained a sentence, and then raised the knife and went up.

Earlier, he had a bad intention. He wanted to use the hands of Uncle Jiu to get rid of Old Master Ren, and also wanted to use the hands of Old Master Ren to inflict a severe injury on Uncle Jiu that would never recover. Better yet.

In this way, all the troubles around him can be eliminated.

Don't worry anymore, Uncle Jiu will verify his doubts.

There are people in Maoshan in the underworld, and Uncle Jiu can communicate with errands.Zhao Ying was so afraid that Uncle Jiu would use this relationship one day to check his own fate.

That way, his biggest secret would be exposed.

It's just that this belongs to his accidental conjecture, and he doesn't hold any hope.If you procrastinate and don't help immediately, recovering your strength is one aspect.Second, he also wanted to take the opportunity to vent his anger. Since he was tempted by his suspicions overtly and secretly, it was not too much to vent.

Anyway, for a while, Mrs. Ren couldn't possibly hurt him.

In the final analysis, it is still imaginary that it cannot be successful, and it can only be the next best thing.

After all, there is still a little maneuverability in killing Uncle Nine, but the possibility of making him lose his mind is very small.

He didn't know how high Uncle Jiu's spiritual cultivation was.

If only Jiu Shu's physical body was killed, he might be in even greater trouble.

With the yin and virtue accumulated by Uncle Jiu's subjugation of demons, killing evil spirits and controlling ghosts, if there is no accident, his soul should be able to get a priesthood in the underworld.In case one day he wants to check Zhao Ying's fate record, wouldn't it be more convenient?And once he finds something wrong with Zhao Ying and informs other brothers who are still in the mortal world, then...

Perhaps Zhao Ying was worrying unfoundedly, but as long as there was a slight possibility of this, he would not dare to gamble.

All fears come from lack of strength, and Zhao Ying knows this very well.

He practiced hard day and night, never daring to relax for a moment, and there was also the reason for this hidden danger.

As long as he is strong enough, even if everyone in the world knows that he is from another world, what can happen to him if he takes away the body of another person to live a new life?

boom.

boom.

In the courtyard, fierce fighting is raging.

Zhao Ying slashed wildly with his knife, looking as if he wanted to chop the old man into ten or eight pieces, but his blood didn't flow out of his body, secretly retaining his strength.

The evil spirit formed, Zhao Ying didn't dare to let Uncle Jiu know about it, so as not to intensify his doubts about him.

"Xiao Zhao, give me a shot, I'll go in and get some stuff."

Uncle Jiu kicked Old Master Ren in the air, and used his strength to turn over and get out of the ring.

Turn around and run into the main room.

"..." Zhao Ying's eyelids twitched, and he had reason to suspect that this was the other party's narrow-mindedness, retaliation for his actions just now.

"I can't stand it!"

He swung his knife and roared.

(End of this chapter)