Chapter 42 Wushan Zhenning, Human Skin Sealing Gu is 1.46 million
Amidst Datu's shrill screams, Mr. Xu strangled his neck and raised it high. Master Datu kept waving the Zen staff in his hand, trying to attack Mr. Xu and restore the collapsed situation.
However, it was of no use. The whip-like Zen stick hit Mr. Xu on the back. It was not as violent as expected, but seemed to turn into straw. The force was surprisingly light.
And in this short moment, Master Datu's vitality seemed to have been absorbed by Mr. Xu. He completely aged, his smooth and round head began to shrink, and his already low body became rickety, as if
Like an old monkey.
In a few seconds, Master Datu seemed to have aged dozens of years, like an old man on his deathbed.
When looking at Mr. Xu, his eyebrows became much clearer, his wrinkles were relaxed, and his brilliance was obvious, making people feel indescribable.
After Master Datu was drained of his life force by Mr. Xu, all his energy and spirit shrank, and his limbs drooped, as if he were dead. For such a person, Mr. Xu would not take another look at him, and would treat him like a sack.
Still on the ground, he then raised his head to look at me who was fighting with his eldest disciple, and greeted me in a pleasant manner: "Little friend Lu Zuo, please calm down for a moment, please stop calmly and don't hurt your kindness."
I flew a black iron sickle in front of me with my sword. The waterweed ghosts I fought with were ferocious in appearance and fearless of death. They were much more powerful than the ones from Basong in the past. I was also a little demon trapped in a bronze bell.
, the attack was no longer serious, and he killed two heads in a short time, which made the man in front of him become angry. He showed the weapon in his hand, which turned out to be an extremely heavy cold iron ghost head knife. When he danced, the blade turned up and down.
The flying was so dizzying that it was so powerful that it forced me to retreat one after another.
After listening to Mr. Xu's advice, I turned my head, only to see the little Moluo who had been snatched from my opponent let out a sharp howl, and the soft scales on his body quickly transformed into hard horny protrusions, with each piece having a
The sharp cut was as sharp as a knife. At first glance, it looked like a honeycomb structure, which was very scary. I was wondering why, but I saw the demon shrinking, then rising, and shooting towards Mr. Xu.
Seeing Mo Luo go berserk and Mr. Xu's body was weak, I couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in my heart. Before I could say anything else, I activated the ghost sword again, and it suddenly doubled in length. I rounded the sword and struck out with one sword.
The soul-catching scythes in the hands of the two accomplices, the water-weed ghosts, immediately broke. I took a step forward, and the ghost sword penetrated the heavenly spirit cap of the water-weed ghost on the left at the weirdest arc angle. The ghost hiding the water in this groove was also a violent one.
Temptation, when my sword pierced his skull, he threw away the broken soul-sucking scythe in his hand, and grabbed the ghost sword with both hands. The ghost sword surrounded by black mist was grabbed by this thing's bloody hand, and its momentum suddenly shrank.
I saw that it was fighting for its life, but so what. In the past, it might have been able to show off its ferocity, but now it was no longer in my eyes. The ghost sword used the principle of leverage to pry the skull as hard as steel.
I opened it immediately, spilled a large ball of hot liquid like tofu, and died in anger.
As soon as this thing died, its violent aura was immediately absorbed by the ghost sword, and its aura increased a bit. I followed the trend and harvested the last aquatic ghost. However, when I finished cleaning up all these arrogant aquatic ghosts,
I found that there were about ten men and women in black robes gathered in front of me, holding various magical weapons, blocking the position between me and the bronze bell.
At this time, I was already red-eyed, thinking that the little demon might be suppressed under that copper bell, and an unknown karma fire suddenly burst into flames, igniting the whole blood. At that moment, I also released the fat bugs,
He raised his sword and shouted: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
With such bold words, I suddenly rushed into the crowd, raised the ghost sword in my hand, and with a strong momentum, I started slashing with all my might. However, these people were not the idiot soldiers under Wang Lunhan.
They are elite head-downing masters or practitioners, and they cooperate very well on weekdays. I only rushed in for a few seconds, and I immediately felt as if I had punched cotton, missing, and feeling weak all over my body.
The reaction speed of these guys is absolutely top-notch. They did not fight head-on with the powerful me, but kept turning and circling, leaving only a few of the most skilled guys in front to bear the pressure, while the others waited.
Constant harassment around me.
I rushed left and right in the crowd, but I felt that the road ahead was getting smaller and smaller. Those guys set up their formation as if they had made a noose, and then slowly tightened it until it was tied into a dead knot.
However, even under such a siege by experts, I was still unstoppable. I slashed three or four people left and right, and the blood spurted out for a while, making those guys terrified. My momentum on my side was like a rainbow, while the fat bugs on the other front were
They can also be called little experts in violent abuse. Five people successively let out shrill screams, covering their embarrassing parts, either squatting down or lying on the ground with their bellies held. Their muscles all over the body twitched, and they made sounds that sounded like pain, but also sounds like pain.
A cry of joy comes.
Although the scene was tragic, because I was still frightened, the fat bug did not show off its power like last time and directly killed people, so the painful wails came one after another, as if playing mournful music.
Even so, Fat Chongzi's offensive ended in front of the man who claimed to be the eldest disciple. However, the man put away the ghost-headed sword in his hand, took out a green bamboo tube, opened the covering red cloth, and floated inside.
There was a strange smell, a bit like fried fat meat, but also smelled of rot. The fat bugs that were waiting for an attack smelled it, and Black Bean narrowed his eyes and suddenly got in.
The man hurriedly gathered up the bamboo tube and pasted a talisman with a pattern on it. The material of this talisman was not ordinary yellow talisman paper or anything else, but a piece of human skin. Once it was pasted on
, and immediately sealed the opening tightly. The fat bug inside seemed to finally realize that he had been fooled, but was suppressed and sealed. Although he kept hitting the wall of the tube, he could not break free at all.
Fat Chongzi and I are two in one. As soon as it fell, I felt a little weak here. As the ghost sword was swung, the black mist also dimmed a bit. The face of the big disciple who suppressed Fat Chongzi showed a proud look.
Smiling, the ghost-headed sword rose into the sky, he pointed at me and shouted loudly: "That little thief, my master is a master of playing poison, how could he not be prepared? If I hadn't been prepared for this little thing just now, I would have been there long ago
After taking you down, how can I allow you to chop my pet to death? Everyone retreats and waits for me, Ma Gui, to take his head!"
After hearing the order, the continuous attacks beside me immediately faded away like a tide, and that Ma Gui took a big step and rushed to me. The cold iron ghost head sword in his hand was raised high, splitting the Huashan Mountain with that force.
Up and down, it struck the ground with a roar.
I raised my ghost sword to block, boom!
The two of them intersected, and there was a violent explosion of air. My body sank, and Ma Gui flipped over and took several steps back. When he finally stood still, his face turned white and blue.
The hand holding the ghost sword couldn't stop shaking, while everyone else had expressions of surprise and uncertainty.
"What a sword!" Ma Gui praised the hesitant ghost sword in my hand.
After a fierce battle, my breath was a little disordered. I didn't speak at the moment and kept adjusting my breath. When I saw Ma Gui take a step forward, I praised again: "Good skills!"
I remained silent and looked across the crowd to the bronze bell where Ma Gui had suppressed the little demon. I felt very heavy.
I can tell that Ma Gui is not that old, not even as big as Basong who attacked us in Jiangcheng before, but he claims to be a disciple, and his methods are extremely powerful, and he thinks very highly of himself.
, but this time I led the crowd to besiege me, but I still killed seven or eight of them, and blocked them with one sword. Naturally, my heart was full of fighting spirit, and I desperately wanted to regain my face.
I might have been a little scared before, but now that I have developed a master's mentality, I can remain calm enough even when facing Mr.
The ghost sword was raised, pointed straight ahead, and shouted solemnly: "Let us go, or don't blame me for being rude!"
Ma Gui stood with his sword in hand and said coldly: "It is my master's wish for you to stay. No one dares to disobey my master. I can't, and neither can you!"
I was about to say something cruel, but I heard a sharp scream behind me. It was from Little Demon. I turned around and saw that Little Demon was pinching Mr. Xu with his left hand like a chicken.
He grabbed his neck. The red mist on Mr. Xu's left hand spread and enveloped Mo Luo. The little guy called out "Mom, Mom" in a sad voice. Zhong Shuiyue beside him couldn't help but burst into tears.
He stretched out his hands and cried bitterly: "My child..."
Mr. Xu ignored her at all, walked directly in front of Guo Jiabin, and asked solemnly: "Where is the biological mother of this Mara?"
Guo Jiabin looked at the awe-inspiring Mr. Xu, licked his lips, and said hesitantly: "Are you in... Yangon?"
Mr. Xu glared at him, and he said uncertainly: "It should be in the mental hospital near the International Hotel. What is its name?"
He couldn't even remember the hospital where his wife was staying. He scratched his head and thought. Mr. Xu glared at him coldly and said softly: "Scum, trash!" After saying this, Guo Jiabin's face changed.
They all turned white. Mr. Xu ignored them and turned around to give instructions. His men nodded and turned to leave. Mr. Xu threw the comatose Mo Luo in his hand to Zhong Shuiyue and told Haosheng to take care of it so that nothing would happen. Zhong Shuiyue
Yue didn't dare to respond and nodded in agreement.
After handling all this, Mr. Xu walked between Ma Gui and I, who were at war with each other, and greeted me pleasantly, saying, "Little friend Lu Zuo, I asked you to come to my place as a guest, why do you need to fight with me?"
I had to lower my head when I was under the eaves. For the safety of the little demon and the fat insect, I did not dare to fall out with this legendary figure. I put away the ghost sword, raised my hand and said: "I am just afraid of disturbing your purity, sir. Grant me, sir,
Don’t dare to resign, but don’t obey orders?”
After hearing this, I was subdued. Mr. Xu ignored the dead and injured men underground and said to Ma Gui: "Put away the Wushan Zhenning Bell!"
When Ma Guide heard it, he chanted a mantra in his mouth, and the bronze bell shrank and returned to his hand. However, look at it, there is no trace of the little demon under it?