Inside the small mountain city.

The north wind is bleak.

In the hall of the Yam Gang, Han Nuo ran over with a pissing flowing over, his voice full of panic: "What's wrong? Our horse-striking horse has discovered the team of the old immortal Ji. He is coming to the small mountain city! I'm afraid he will reach the city gate in a short while. What should we do now?"

Facing a master who was still on the ground list, he could not have the slightest idea of ​​resisting.

"Are you finally coming?"

Zhong Shenxiu touched her hands and gloves, then looked at the worried people around her and said to herself.

Wei Baizhu snorted coldly at this time and shouted: "June 1st, go quickly! The farther you go, the better! As long as you save your life and make it to the ground list in the future, you will definitely avenge us!"

Wei Hongyao's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and stood up and said, "Why would you hand us over? I heard that as long as he followed the rules of the old immortal of the Pure Land, he would not start a big killing."

"No!" Zhong Shenxiu laughed: "I have never had this habit when hiding behind a woman. Next I will go to the city gate. Please give yourself your own wishes, but remember, don't be too close to me."

He has recently practiced the Wan Gu Hand to a certain level and can be slightly controlled, but the scope is not yet certain, and it is easier to accidentally hurt friendly forces, so it is better to keep a certain distance.

A quarter of an hour later.

The cold wind whistled, and Zhong Shenxiu stood on the gate of Xiaoshan City, looking into the distance.

In his ears, a sound of bells and drums and the sound of blowing snails was heard soon.

At the end of the sky, under the dark sky, a group of people slowly emerged.

Among them was a carriage with curtains on all sides. Some disciples were blowing magic snails, while others held flower baskets, flag sails and other ceremonial guards, which looked quite like a high-ranking official traveling.

A moment later, the team arrived at the bottom of the gate of Xiaoshan City. A disciple of the Pure Land came out and shouted coldly: "The old magic magic of the Pure Land has arrived, are you still unwelcome?!"

Zhong Shenxiu laughed and stood on the city tower and looked down. He saw that there seemed to be a pair of eyes on the layers of curtains on his shoulders, looking at him coldly.

The eyes were cold and indifferent, with malice from the top of the food chain. If you were an ordinary warrior or even a master on the human list, you would probably suffer a great loss.

It was as slow as a little white rabbit who was shocked by a giant dragon.

There is no way, there is such a huge gap in the essence of life.

Zhong Shenxiu felt as if she was unaware of anything. She looked at the snowflakes in the air, smiled again, and waved her hand back, allowing Wei Baizhu, Wei Hongyao and others who were worried about following him to retreat for a while.

At this time, a hoarse voice came from behind the curtain: "The fifth place in the human list, Yin and Yang Handshou Xun June 1?"

Zhong Shenxiu laughed and replied: "It's me who is still the guest of the God's Sect Yinzhang. Can the old immortal give him some face and take a detour?"

"Haha...No!"

The old fairy in Jile was joking in his voice: "A mere man listed warriors did not make me retreat... However, I have a rule that every time I pass by a local gang, I ask them to send a woman over. I heard that your gang leader has a good daughter, so I send it over and I will spare you this time, otherwise the court rules will not save you."

Among the eight major forces, although there are hidden rules, it is also the premise that low-level warriors do not take the initiative to provoke high-level warriors.

The reason for the old immortal Jile is far-fetched, but it is barely an excuse. Anyway, as long as you kill someone, you will leave, and then it was just a dispute between major forces.

Of course, if Zhong Shenxiu really handed over Wei Hongyao obediently and let the old immortal Jile have no excuses to have an attack, he might be able to maintain peace for a while, but he felt very unhappy in his heart doing so.

"Oh, it seems that I still have to fight in the end."

Zhong Shenxiu confirmed the distance between the two sides again, and felt that the disciples of the Jile Sect were still close, so he chuckled and took off the gloves on his hand.

With a thought, some inexplicable fine Gu spread from his hands to the surroundings.

Because of the training period, he was able to barely control these fine Gu and float towards the direction of the disciples of the Pure Land Sect, without causing any great tragedy to kill his own people.

The old immortal Jile was still conscious at this time, and he smiled behind the curtain: "I have heard of the reputation of Yin and Yang Hands. I have a few unattractive disciples. I want to learn about the power of Yin and Yang Palm. Children, you go first."

A young man next to the frame suddenly came out. Judging from the style of the clothing, he should be the one who killed the Black Tiger Gang that day.

He looked at Zhong Shenxiu with a stern expression and shouted, "Yin Yang Hand? I'm afraid that after today, I can only turn into a pair of broken hands. You can make a move!"

"idiot!"

Zhong Shenxiu stared at him with pity in his expression: "I have already taken action."

"when?"

The young man was shocked and looked around him and suddenly felt something was wrong. There seemed to be something in his body.

In the carriage, the old fairy Jile suddenly surged around her body, and seemed to have a fight with something inexplicable. She shouted with a little lack of energy: "You can use your energy to heal your wounds quickly, and this person uses poison!"

"I am worthy of being the old immortal of the Pure Land. I finally discovered it. When I took off my gloves, I started..."

Zhong Shenxiu looked at the crowd calmly. Although he was fighting against the crowd, he had the illusion of surrounding the other party at this time.

‘This time, you will probably see the real power of Wan Gu Hands…’

He thought so, and immediately saw strange things happening in the team below.

A disciple of the Pure Land scholar had a split headache and suddenly fell to the ground and screamed. His skin was black all over, as if he was burned. Not only that, but also accompanied by extremely severe pain.

Those who originally practiced martial arts would not scream like this even if they had broken their hands and feet, but at this time, they seemed to be overwhelmed by pain.

In the blink of an eye, his skin cracked inch by inch, his internal organs seemed to be expanding and squirming, and his bone marrow seemed to be making overwhelmed.

In addition to this person, other disciples also felt a rust smell coming out of their mouths. They fell to the ground and vomited black blood, and they seemed to be out of their way.

Even when Wei Baizhu and others saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel cold.

In this era, even the most violent plague attacks did not occur so quickly.

And this symptom is very strange, not like a plague at all.

However, Zhong Shenxiu recognized it and felt it was a bit similar to acute radiation disease, and she was very surprised.

"Is there any radiation type among the fine Gu? But since it is the most essential thing in the world, it seems normal to reproduce a radiation type... and this disease cannot be cured!"

"This move seems to be named - Radiation Palm?!"

Once the human body is subjected to excessive radiation erosion, the damage caused is almost devastating.

In a blink of an eye, the disciples and servants under the Old Perseid of the Pure Land were all over the world, and they were all infected with radiation poisoning. They had symptoms of acute radiation disease on their bodies, and they fell to the ground, and some of them died directly. Even the bodies swelled strangely, as if they were about to turn into a piece of pus and blood and explode.

This scene made many people retreat and their hands and feet chill. They felt that this Yin-Yang hand was even more evil and terrifying than any enemy they had seen before.

No one carried the sedan chair, and the carriage fell to the ground with a bang.

An old man with a crane-haired and childlike face, holding a black wooden crutch, slowly walked out of it and looked at Zhong Shenxiu with a solemn voice: "You have been promoted to the master?!"
Chapter completed!