My Master is Lin Zhengying

As soon as Wencai raised his hand, Kudo Kano grabbed the staff.

No matter how hard Wen Cai tried, he couldn't move.

Instead, the other party sneered:

"give me!"

With one hand, he was pulled over.

Jiuju's staff once again fell into the hands of the disciples of Jiuju's sect.

Wen Cai staggered and fell to the ground.

Embarrassed.

"Second Senior Brother!"

"Literary talent..."

Nan Chen shouted, wanting to gather energy and fight again.

As a result, Kudo Kano raised his stick and threw it on the ground.

In an instant, the staff of Jiuju was bright.

A phantom of a chrysanthemum appeared [-] centimeters from the top of the Jiuju staff.

The next moment, a strange light emanated from the phantom chrysanthemum.

Like the tide, it comes directly.

Nan Chen and the others glanced at it and felt dizzy and couldn't stand upright.

Kudo Kano saw this.

"Hehe" smiled, and now the staff of Jiuju has fallen into his hands.

I feel better.

He planned to slowly torture everyone to death.

Then, he looked down at Wen Cai who had just got up.

And said coldly:

"Then, let's start with you!"

After speaking, this guy raised the Jiuju Staff.

Unexpectedly, he stabbed Wen Cai's stomach fiercely.

"Whoosh" sound.

The nine-chrysanthemum staff actually pierced Wen Cai's belly on the spot.

Blood dripped from his back along the stick.

As soon as he stood up, he saw such a scene.

Nanchen Qiusheng and Jiale Qingqing were all stunned.

His face was full of fear.

"Second Senior Brother..."

"Literary talent..."

"..."

Everyone yelled in horror.

The belly is directly pierced, can this, this still survive?

Wen Cai also looked down at his stomach, and found that he had been pierced by the staff of Jiuju.

His pupils also dilated.

Breathing became rapid.

The body also trembled.

The stomach also came first with bursts of severe pain.

However, Wen Cai didn't scream this time.

His gaze even became firm.

Slowly raising his head, he stared fiercely at Kudo Kano in front of him.

There was hatred and killing intent in those eyes, and they were very fierce.

This made Kudo Kano, this kind of old onmyoji who lived in Fusang, feel a little bit of palpitation.

At the same time, Wencai subconsciously.

He covered Jiuju's staff with his hand.

In his mouth, he opened the mouth even more fiercely: