A young man looked at Lang Xi dissatisfied.

After his words fell, except for Langxi's cousin, everyone else also showed a trace of disdain and disgust on their faces.

Lang Xi's hair suddenly exploded, and he opened his mouth to speak, when suddenly a ghost hand attacked from behind him, as fast as lightning.

Before Lang Xi could react, the five slender fingers of the ghost's hand grabbed him by the throat and slowly lifted him up.

Lang Xi's face was full of horror, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation, so he threw away his saber and grabbed the ghost hand stuck in his neck with both hands.

However, he used all the strength of his body, and condensed all the dark purple aura on his hands, and the ghost hand still showed no sign of letting go, but became tighter and tighter.

There was a "click" sound of dislocated bones coming from the neck of the ghost hand's palm.

Lang Xi's face turned blue and white for a while, his eyes began to roll upward, the movements of his body struggle became smaller and smaller, and the vitality gradually dissipated on the hands that were pulling the ghost hands, and the strength became more and more loose.

"Konishi!"

Lang Xi's cousin Lang Dong shouted, and the long sword in his hand quickly turned around and stabbed at the dry and thick black wrist of the ghost hand.

With a "sonorous" sound, the ghost hand seemed to be made of fine iron, and the long sword in Lang Dong's hand couldn't help it at all.

Seeing that Lang Xi's struggle was weak and that he might lose his breath at any time, Lang Dong turned his head and shouted to Zhuge Mingxi: "Zhuge girl, help!" ”

It's not that there is no other way to deal with this ghost hand, but his cousin Lang Xi is in the hands of the ghost hand, and if he shows some fierce hole cards, I am afraid that his cousin's life will also be confessed here.

Zhuge Mingxi heard Lang Dong's plea for help, and a golden chain was thrown over, instantly wrapped around the ghost hand that was holding Lang Xi's neck.

In full view of the crowd, the ghostly hand violently let go of Lancey's neck, and struggled violently in the bondage of the golden chains, as if the chains had inflicted unbearable torture on it.

Lang Dong caught Lang Xi, who fell from the sky, and put the person on the ground gently.

Seeing that Lang Xi's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and there was a dark purple strangulation mark on his neck, his eyes trembled violently, and he trembled his hand to probe his snort.

Feeling that there was still gas, he breathed a sigh of relief, and pinched his thumb hard in Langxi's people.

Lang Xi opened his eyes abruptly, and coughed with a flushed face.

"Ahem, cough, suffocation, suffocate me!"

"Get up and take your sword!" Lang Dong said sternly to Lang Xi, he had already heard the sound of Xi Xi Suosuo, and approached this way.

Next, they may have an uphill battle to fight.

The other four also realized the danger was approaching, and gathered back to back, looking around vigilantly.

On a tree canopy in the distance, Xuan Liyue looked coldly at everything below.

Not far from her side, Qiu Ming, Chen Jing and the others were all hidden in the canopy, and if they didn't look carefully, they couldn't notice it at all, there were dozens of people hiding here.

The flame aura released by the Drunken Dream Sky Spider made those strange trees dare not attack Xuan Liyue and the others, so they had to honestly maintain the appearance of the trees, trample on Xuan Liyue and the others, and help them cover their bodies.

Where Zhuge Mingxi and the others were, dozens of snow-white or ink-black ghost hands suddenly appeared, frantically attacking seven people.

The chains in Zhuge Mingxi's hands are limited, and under the crazy attack of the ghost hand, he can only protect himself gradually, and has no time to take care of others.

Lang Xi and the other six young people were scattered by the ghost hands, and they fought separately, and soon hung up their colors.

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