Chapter 1862: Evil Flame

Especially that old Taoist who bit off his tongue at the end, he could have stayed alive, but he still had no choice but to fight for his life, just to injure that flying stiff, not even a serious injury.

Was his death worth it or not? No one would know.

At this moment, just chased over the old Taoist, has been fighting with the flying stiff, that old Taoist is also used a cruel trick, above the mahogany sword with a bloodstain, must be using their own blood, so that can let to the mahogany sword to increase the yang qi, used to restrain in front of this flying stiff.

This old man's cultivation is good, and this flying stiff fought for a while, but still continuously retreated down, the strength difference between them is too big, is not a level, at this moment, that old man is also with a blood and courageous gas, only barely received that flying stiff a few moves.

However, Wu Feng quickly jumped down from that big hole and joined the battle, Wu Feng had already held his breath, and inexplicably there was an evil fire in his heart that had to be vented, and at this moment, this flying stiff was blocked in the house, and it finally couldn't fly up to the sky.

Wu Feng's eyes were red, he couldn't help but roar, he activated the Yin Rou Palm, and then met the flying stiff personally, at this moment, he somehow didn't want to use all kinds of magic weapons to deal with it, he didn't even want to use the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword, because that would be too cheap for it to die, he wanted to beat it to death with a pair of fleshly palms.

Due to Wu Feng's joining in, that old Taoist instantly felt doubly relaxed, which also meant that he could no longer intervene.

Wu Feng utilized the Yin Soft Palm, which was powerful and heavy, each palm went out with ten percent of the force, just that palm wind blowing on a person's face, could blow the skin through.

The flying stiff is not a good idea with, although the successive injuries, it is indeed constantly sucking human blood, just sucked dry two old Taoist blood, replenished a large part of the physical strength, the action is still rapid, like a cheetah in general.

But this room is not big, surrounded by tables, chairs and benches, the flying stiff can not run anywhere, plus there is an old Taoist on the side to receive, finally, Wu Feng's move of the yin yao palm heavily slapped on the flying stiff's chest, hit the flying stiff with a miserable howl, smashed fiercely on the ground.

However, it quickly probed its body again and opened its mouth, spraying a scarlet mist at Wu Feng, Wu Feng hurriedly reached out to block it, and that Flying Stiff took advantage of this opportunity to leap and fly out towards the big hole on top of its head.

"Squeak!"

Old Liu Tou and the yellow-haired monkey who were blocking the way on the roof gave full play to their roles at this time, as soon as the yellow-haired monkey saw the flying stiff fly out, he jumped up in a single bound and held onto the flying stiff's thigh and bit it.

At the same time, the old Liu head suddenly from the bosom of a small copper mirror, flying in mid-air towards the flying stiffs shine over, this mirror is called the mirror, is the Dragon Tiger Mountain's treasure of the mountain, was that the Qingxu Demon Road stolen from the Dragon Tiger Mountain, after a few years of transfer to the hands of Wu Feng, a few days ago, Wu Feng felt that too much with the body with the magic weapon, it will be the mirror in the body of the old Liu head on the body of the body for safekeeping.

Old Liu head just suddenly remembered this mirror thing, so took it out and aimed at the flying stiff a light, I do not know whether it works or not, because the flying stiff's daoxing is really too high, this mirror is used to deal with it, but it is a little difficult.