"Head-lowering technique?" Everyone was stunned. Many of them had never heard of this name. However, Situ Fengyi's husband had a face full of shock, and then he slowly explained.

The art of lowering the head originated from China and is related to Taoism. In ancient times, there were some evil-minded Taoists who believed that the higher the magic, the more they could become immortals. Therefore, a large number of Taoist priests used the profound and profound principles of Taoism to concoct a large number of magic tricks.

"Experiments" that were contrary to Taoist ideas, techniques such as raising ghosts and lowering heads began to appear, and they gradually strayed into evil ways. Later, this evil system gradually spread to Southeast Asia and spread there.

The head-lowering technique is very evil. Anyone who falls victim to this technique will be tortured and eventually die.

After hearing what Situ Fengyi's husband said, everyone's faces turned pale. This was beyond their understanding.

"Sir, please save my father." Situ Fengyi, who had looked suspicious just now, immediately walked up to Chen Feng, pleading.

"Don't worry, as long as Mr. Situ is still breathing, I will definitely pull him out of hell." Chen Feng said calmly: "Situ Qiang stays, and everyone else will go out."

Not long after, only Chen Feng and Situ Qiang were left in the ward.

"Sir, what should we do?" Situ Qiang whispered.

Chen Feng pointed to the teacup on the table: "Put a cup of blood into the teacup and wait for my instructions."

"Okay!" Without saying a word, Situ Qiang picked up the fruit knife on the table and cut it hard on the palm of his hand. Immediately, bright red blood dripped down, and in just a moment, it was a full cup.

But on Chen Feng's side, I saw him violently tearing open Mr. Situ's clothes, exposing the entire front. I saw that the entire chest was covered with dense black lines. These black lines were like earthworms, stretching and contracting.

It's about to reach the heart.

Chen Feng's eyes straightened and he stretched out his sword finger. Suddenly, a faint zhenqi flashed at his fingertips.

"Such a strong zhenqi!" Situ Qiang looked on, secretly frightened, his eyes full of admiration. You know, he has been practicing martial arts for more than 30 years, but he has not developed zhenqi. In the martial arts world, he has only mastered zhenqi.

Only when you are angry can you be considered a master on earth.

The zhenqi on Chen Feng's fingertips had reached its peak, and he pointed towards Mr. Situ's heart with one finger.

"Bang——"

A faint halo of light suddenly spread from Chen Feng's fingertips. For a moment, all the black lines on Mr. Situ's body seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, suddenly gathering into a ball, and then, like blowing up a balloon, they suddenly appeared on Mr. Situ's body.

The skin swelled up, forming a black ball, as if it wanted to break through the shackles of the skin and escape outside.

"Gulu—Gulu—"

As the black ball moved, you could see that these black lines were constantly separating from Mr. Situ's body and joining the expanding black ball. Finally, the black ball expanded to the limit, and there were no more lines in Mr. Situ's body.

Isolate the black line.

"Boom——"

The skin outside the black ball burst like a blister, and the black ball in the package suddenly lost its restraints. The next moment, an extremely fierce aura suddenly burst out from the black ball.

The black ball exploded violently, forming a black evil ghost in mid-air. Countless ferocious auras surrounded it, making it indescribably eerie and terrifying.

Then the cold aura in the ghost shadow made Situ Qiang's legs tremble.

This black evil ghost is actually a kind of Yin spirit. However, since the day it was formed, this kind of Yin spirit has been cursed with various vicious curses by the evil head-turning master. It has slowly lost its nature and turned into

The devil.

"roar--"

The black evil spirit roared horribly, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed towards Chen Feng, as if it was going to devour Chen Feng in the next moment.

"What can a mere ghost-subduing technique do to me?" Chen Feng shouted, and with his left hand, his right index finger suddenly shot out a ray of true energy, which he quickly traced in the palm of his left hand.

"Thunder Prison Soul Calming Talisman!"

In an instant, a golden light lit up on the palm of Chen Feng's left hand. A huge power grid appeared instantly, surrounding the extremely ferocious black evil ghost.

"Crack, crackle -"

Like firecrackers, bright sparks bloomed everywhere on the black devil's body, and a stench suddenly filled the entire ward.

"roar--"

The black evil spirit sniped from left to right, but could not break through the strong power grid. Finally, it roared shrilly, turned into a line of blue smoke, and disappeared.

"Is it over?" Situ Qiang swallowed and said in shock. What he saw today made him unable to describe his mood in words. He vaguely felt that he had come into contact with an unknown world.

Looking at Mr. Situ who was still unconscious, Sha Qianhe's face was indescribably solemn: "The main event is next!"

"Ah?" Situ Qiang couldn't react for a moment. Could it be that the ferocious evil ghost just now was just a side dish? However, before he had any idea, something even more shocking happened.

I saw Mr. Situ's throat suddenly growling, and then his mouth suddenly opened, and a blood-red centipede flew out.

That’s right, it’s flying! Centipedes that originally could only crawl can actually fly!

"squeak--"

The centipede's two blood-red eyes stared motionlessly at Chen Feng. It knew that it was the man in front of it who was trying to stop it from harvesting this life.

The bloody centipede's tail suddenly swung, and its body was like an arrow from the string, shooting straight into Chen Feng's face.

"Hmph!" Chen Feng shouted, pointed his finger, and a powerful blast of Qi shot out like a laser, just hitting the centipede's head!

"One Yang Finger?" Situ swallowed hard and shouted in surprise.

"Humph, you've read too many novels!" Chen Feng's lips curved into a playful smile: "This is called 'Mountain Finger'!"

As he spoke, he tapped his finger again and accurately hit the centipede's head again.

The centipede, who had been injured repeatedly, suddenly went crazy. He screamed sharply, and then his body expanded violently, and a thrilling momentum came over him like a mountain.

"Spill it with the blood in the cup!" Chen Feng drank suddenly. Situ Qiang reacted quickly. As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, the cup full of blood had already been poured out!

"Hiss--" Strangely enough, as soon as the blood was poured on it, the originally ferocious bloody centipede remained motionless, and looked like it was enjoying itself.

"This is the moment!" Chen Feng secretly shouted, and the energy in his right index finger gathered to its peak, and he pointed at the centipede's head.

"call out--"

The body that just couldn't be broken with two fingers was actually pierced by Chen Feng in this situation.

"roar--"

The bloody centipede twisted violently, and blood-red juice continued to flow out of the big hole on its head.

"Pah——"

The centipede struggled violently and swiped its huge tail against the wall. Immediately, a large layer of skin was scraped off the hard wall. The cracks extending outward around the scratch looked so hideous and terrifying.

.

"This centipede is so strong." Situ Qiang exclaimed in admiration: "But why did this centipede enjoy it so much after my blood was spilled on him? Moreover, its defense power dropped so much."

"Haha, this is a rare 'blood-sucking flying centipede'." Chen Feng looked at the centipede still flopping on the ground and explained in a rare way: "This kind of centipede lives by sucking blood. For blood, it will do whatever it takes.

When attacking any animal, it will become more powerful as it sucks more and more blood. However, it also has a fatal characteristic. When it sucks blood, it is the moment when its defense is weakest."

At this moment, the blood-sucking flying centipede finally stopped all movements, apparently too dead to die anymore.

Chen Feng's eyes flashed, he picked up the fruit knife on the table, and with the infusion of zhenqi, the fruit knife cut open the centipede's belly with extremely sharpness. A blood-red pill rolled down and lay quietly.

On the floor, it looked extremely coquettish.

"This is a blood pill, it is of great use to me." Chen Feng was a little happy. He never expected that he would meet the "Vampire Flying Centipede" by chance this time. Its blood pill is a good product for improving one's cultivation.

Putting away the blood pill and taking a look at Mr. Situ, whose face was gradually turning rosy, Chen Feng said to Situ Qiang: "Old Mr. Situ should be fine. Also, the meat of this 'Vampire Flying Centipede' is a treasure that can strengthen the body.

If you don't find it disgusting, eating some should help you condense your true energy."

When Situ Qiang heard this, he looked at the centipede corpse on the ground with bright eyes, wishing he could eat it alive right now.

…

At the same time, in a private house on the outskirts of hz, an old man with a goatee was sitting on a futon with an ugly face, and a bright red blood stain hanging from the corner of his mouth. He was seen saying to himself bitterly: "Who is it?

, not only broke my head-dropping magic, but also killed my 'Vampire Flying Centipede'. Damn it, I will cut you into pieces!" As he said that, he punched out with a sudden palm, and there was actually something on the wall in front of him.
Chapter completed!