call out!

call out!

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Long picked up the silver needle and stabbed it into the ghost hole on the old man's chest!

Then!

The thirteen silver needles began to rotate!

Soon, the old man spitted blood on his mouth, and then he slowly regained his consciousness!

Tang Long said calmly: "Okay, hurry up and go to the hospital."

"This...this needle method is this?!"

"Ghost... Thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate?!"

"Oh my God, how is this possible? Isn't this needle technique lost?!"

Looking at the thirteen silver needles on the old man's chest, the Xinglin master present couldn't help but exclaim.

Bang!

I saw Tang Long stretching out his finger and untie Liu Xuelin’s acupoint!

Tang Long sneered: "Haha, young man, don't be too arrogant, be careful not to lose your life!"
Chapter completed!