On the ground, Gu Mingtai's clothes were torn into a pile of rags and his body was covered with wounds. It turned out that these cold winds were like sharp knives, blowing through people's bodies, and this person felt as if he was cut by these sharp knives.
"I'm fine, leave me alone, run." he shouted.
Without a second thought, Zhang Meng turned and ran back. Standing in front of Gu Mingtai, he shouted, "Xiaobai, soul-eating insects, come out!"
The soul-eating insect and the little white snake slid down from her wrists and neck.
The little white snake suddenly turned into an extremely huge snake, opening its mouth wide towards the dark wind that was rushing towards them again. The strong and powerful dark wind instantly entered the mouth of the big white snake.
Seeing this, Zhang Meng quickly issued an order to the soul-eating insect waiting for orders, "Soul-eating insect, it's up to you now. Bite this disgusting guy to death."
The soul-eating insect, having received the order, let out two hissing sounds from its mouth, then twisted its fat body and crawled towards Taoist Wuxin who was fighting with Youhui and the others.
Taoist Wuxin, who was concentrating all his energy on dealing with the four people in front of him, suddenly felt a pain in his neck. He immediately freed one hand to touch his neck and found blood on his fingers.
"Hiss!" Then he felt pain in his ears again, so painful that he couldn't help but make a sound.
The next moment, blood began to flow from his eyes.
He clearly felt something biting him, but every time he felt pain, the thing would quickly run away as soon as he reached out his hand.
Gu Mingtai, who was being helped aside by Zhang Meng to rest, managed to hold on for a breath and said to Zhang Meng, "Xiao Meng, don't worry about me. Hurry up and kill Taoist Wuxin with Comrade Tang and the others!"
Zhang Meng looked at him with a worried look on her face. He seemed to be bleeding more and more. "Will you be okay here alone?"
Gu Mingtai coughed lightly, enduring the taste of blood in his mouth, and continued, "I'm fine, don't worry about me. Go quickly and kill him while he's distracted before he discovers the soul-eating insect. Hurry."
Zhang Meng looked at Taoist Wuxin who was running around everywhere because of the soul-eating insects. Now was indeed the best opportunity. If he missed it, he didn't know when the next one would be.
Gritting her teeth, Zhang Meng nodded, "Okay, I'll go over there. You take care of yourself."
Gu Mingtai forced a weak smile and said, "Don't worry, I can take care of myself."
Zhang Meng immediately stood up and joined Tang Gu and the others.
Taoist Wuxin, who was finally tortured to the point of madness by the soul-eating insect, suddenly roared loudly, and his three hands simultaneously emitted powerful and strong dark winds that flew towards Zhang.
Because Zhang Meng was the farthest away, she was not seriously affected and only had a few minor scratches on her arms.
However, Tanggu and his two senior brothers and sisters, Nanhai and his sister, who were closest to Taoist Wuxin, were in a miserable state. They didn't have time to dodge and were blown far away by the evil wind. They fell to the ground at the same time and spat out a lot of blood on the ground.
"Comrade Tang, are you okay?" Zhang Meng saw the three of them being thrown out and asked them with a concerned look on his face.
"Zhang, Comrade Zhang Meng, I, we are fine. You, you have to be careful of the evil wind in his hand, it's very powerful!" After answering, Youhui spat out another mouthful of blood on the ground.
Taoist Wuxin was already driven mad by the soul-eating poisonous insects that were biting him, and he was scratching himself all over with his hands.
Zhang Meng gritted her teeth, raised the sword in her hand and chopped it towards his head.
Taoist Wuxin's hands that were grabbing his back suddenly stopped, and his pair of smiling eyes stared straight at him.
Zhang Meng immediately became extremely alert as he held his sword.
Just as the sword in her hand was about to chop down, his head suddenly turned 180 degrees, and at the same time, one hand grabbed the sword that Zhang Meng was chopping at.
"Do you think you can kill me like this? Haha, you are too naive!" As soon as he finished speaking, he snatched the sword that guards the house from Zhang Meng's hand.
Seeing him snatch the sword fearlessly, Zhang Meng was shocked, "You are not afraid of this sword!"
Taoist Wuxin, with blood gushing out of his seven orifices, laughed loudly and said proudly, "I used to be a Taoist priest. It's a joke that this little magic weapon wants to hurt me."
After saying this, he threw the house-guarding sword far away.
Zhang Meng looked at the sword he threw out to protect the house, bit her lip, and the expression on her face gradually became heavy.
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