Chapter 1685: Heads-up invincible

"The thirty-eighth generation of Maoshan teaches, Ye Shaoyang."
"Maoshan teaches?" The middle-aged Taoist stared at him. His face was incredible. Then he nodded helplessly and looked around. On Ye Shaoyang said: "You have more people, killing me is like stepping on an ant, but I am Do not accept, leaf palm teach, you can dare to fight with me."
Ye Shaoyang has no choice but to smile. "You are really not stupid. When you were bullying me, why didn't you say that you were singled out with me? Now you are left with one. You think of singled out, give me a reason to promise you?"

The middle-aged Taoist said: "You don't do it now, you don't want to know from my mouth, why do we have to deal with you?"
Ye Shaoyang said: "I caught you and used Soul Art to know the truth."
The middle-aged Taoist smiled and said: "I am afraid that it will not work. If I use the Broken Soul on myself, I will immediately fly away and you will not be able to catch anything."
Ye Shaoyang gave a slight glimpse. If he used the Broken Soul on himself, it was a matter of blinking. It was absolutely impossible for others to start. This is similar to the self-destructive heart of many martial arts dramas. When the Master is in a desperate situation and must die, he will leave the last road to himself, and the soul will fly away to avoid the soul being acquired and utilized by the enemy.
Ye Shaoyang looked at him and shook his head. "I don't believe you have this power."
The middle-aged Taoist sorrow smiled and said: "It’s not in the end, if you don’t believe it, then try it."
When you look down, you will look like you die.
Ye Shaoyang looked at his virtue, and his heart was really speechless, as if he had become a bad person.
"If you lose, how about winning?"
"If I lose, let you dispose of it, what do you ask, what do I answer, if I win, let me go."
Ye Shaoyang listened, took a step forward and turned to the group and said, "You don't bother."
Lin Sansheng sighed: "You always use your anger."
"Nothing, I will let him lose his heart."
Ye Shaoyang extended his right hand and made a gesture to the middle-aged Taoist.
"It’s not that Mashan teaches, really -" said half, the body was short, and it was so fast that it was very fast.
Ye Shaoyang also greeted him. The two men decided to fight each other. They continued to attack and fight for more than a dozen hands. Ye Shaoyang hit his hand on the wrist. The middle-aged Taoist retireed and retreated. At the same time, he raised a hand and made a paper man. Flying, surrounded by Ye Shaoyang, the paper man suddenly turned into a virtual shadow, layered and rushed over.
This is another means. Ye Shaoyang remembered the previous battle in the Qing Dynasty, the other side is almost the same number of roads, it seems that this goods is said to be a disciple of the cabinet, really did not lie.
However, the mana of this guy is far worse than Huang Guanzhu.
Ye Shaoyang Shi Zhan Tian shuns to avoid, while paying attention to observation, although the paperman's offensive is fierce, but carefully discerned, there are still certain rules, Ye Shaoyang soon sees that their trajectory is based on the eight-door conversion, and now find out A cup of copper beans, sprinkled out in the direction of the door, suddenly knocked down a group of paper people, Ye Shaoyang squatted out.
The middle-aged Taoist is practicing the paper man, and the cold is not enough to prevent Ye Shaoyang from breaking through. He suddenly rushed out, and he was shocked. He hurriedly stepped back half a step, his hands were pinched and the paper man rushed to fly over, surrounded by Ye Shaoyang, and more frantically rotated. .
The middle-aged Taoist priest is about to step up the chanting. Suddenly he has a numb shoulder and looks down. It is a hand patted up and turned to see Ye Shaoyang with a faint smile.
"you lose."
The middle-aged Taoist was shocked and said: "The paper man array is not trapped!"
"The door is coming out of the door, as long as the speed is fast enough, the mana is not bad. It is easy to think of it."
The middle-aged Taoist gaze dimmed and sighed and said: "I am wrong. I can confiscate the nine-tailed fox as a servant. Naturally, I am not able to deal with it. Even if it is my master, I am afraid that it is not your opponent."
Then he turned around and looked at Ye Shaoyang and said, "Why are you coming to Lop Nur?"
Ye Shaoyang listened to this and suddenly felt speechless. "I said, you don't know what I am doing, why are you dealing with me?"
The middle-aged Taoist said: "I know that you are trying to touch the tomb of the Witch God."
Witch tomb?
Ye Shaoyang wanted to ask him what kind of ghost it was, and he thought about it, deliberately vaguely saying: "It’s not as simple as you said."
The middle-aged Taoist nodded and looked at Ye Shaoyang’s hand on his shoulder and said,
Can you take your hand off first, let’s talk slowly?

Ye Shaoyang said: "I am afraid that you can't think of it, use the broken soul curse."
He pressed his shoulders, and his hands had gathered a sigh of relief. As long as he had a change in his soul, he could immediately shoot his soul and pull his soul out of the body.
The middle-aged Taoist sorrow smiled: "Yezhang teaches, I don't have the courage to use the broken soul curse. I just had a hope before, and I want to beat you."
"now what?"
"Now that it is in your hands, let's talk about cooperation?"
Cooperation? Ye Shaoyang frowned at him, and this attitude became too fast. Just now, life and death, now I started talking about cooperation?
The middle-aged Taoist was afraid of his unbelief, and then said: "Since we are coming for a common purpose, then talk about cooperation. If you can't make it to half of the time, you have this strength. I believe that my master is also very good. I am happy to work with you."
"Don't set it up." Ye Shaoyang said, "First tell me, why are you dealing with us?"
The middle-aged Taoist reached out and took his hand down. Ye Shaoyang did not insist, and took a half step back.
Middle-aged Taoist Road: "This is a difficult story. Let's sit down and talk."
Ye Shaoyang turned to ask the orange. "How about the monitoring room?"
"It's okay, Baoye goes back, guards in the surveillance room, so we come to help you."
Ye Shaoyang nodded and said to the middle-aged Taoist: "If there is anything, let me go back and talk."
The middle-aged Taoist hurriedly waved his hand. "It is still said here that these words are inconvenient to know with the public family."
"What do you mean?"
"It’s hard to say a word. When you listen to me, you know."
Ye Shaoyang thought for a moment, said to the orange: "You go to change the four treasures, you help me protect Cao Yu, they said that this is the right thing, let them stay in the monitoring room, do not go out, I will go back later."
The orange is also very curious about the secrets of the middle-aged Taoist priests, but Ye Shaoyang’s order is not defying, he snorted and turned to the direction of the monitoring station.
The middle-aged Taoist looked at the back of the orange and said: "The East China Sea people, I did not expect to be tamed by the leaf palm, it is incredible."
Ye Shaoyang ignored him and let Meihua look at him. He walked over to the sand dunes. He could see several wizards lying on the ground, and there were blood under him.
(First two chapters)