Pointing my toes, I suddenly passed over the little monkey who came to open the door. My right hand turned into a dragon's claw and grabbed the old man with yellow spots in the room.
I aimed to take the sword with this move, and the victory came from suddenness. I wanted to use my closeness to the ghost sword to gain some buffer time and quickly resolve the battle. However, when I was about to succeed, the ghost that was firmly controlled by my mind
The sword suddenly lost contact with me, then the tip of the sword reversed, and it quickly moved towards my neck.
Looking at the way he holds the sword, it can be seen that this old man is not a master of swordsmanship, but his sword is completely natural. Whether it is the strength, angle or intention, it is eye-catching and amazing.
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Know-it-all, know-it-all, this old man is also a seasoned fellow, and he is not someone to be ravaged by. After I avoided the blow, the sword in his hand turned into thousands of rays of light and shrouded me.
Come on. As the owner of the ghost sword, I am fully aware of its sharpness. At that time, my hands were empty and I didn’t dare to swipe its edge. I just moved around the room without engaging in a head-on confrontation.
After fighting for several rounds, I turned around and saw that the little demon was angry with the monkey and was chasing it all over the place, while Duoduo was at the door, helping us block our escape route and looking out for the wind. This is the home base of the Heiyang tribe, and it has a profound heritage.
, experts from all walks of life were there, and I didn’t dare to stay longer. I picked up a knee-high table, and the bottles and cans on it were thrown away by me. Then I grabbed one of the legs and used the tabletop as a shield.
He fought back.
The yellow-spotted old man was holding a restless ghost sword. The sword came out like lightning. Although it was unorganized, it was extremely threatening. He was cutting, slashing, chopping, and stabbing all at once. He actually used me as a shield.
The square table was chipped with holes everywhere, like tofu.
But I was frightened. The old man with yellow spots was not panicking. Facing me, who suddenly rushed into the house to fight with him, the old man with yellow spots shouted loudly at me and tried to communicate with me. However, his language
Although it was somewhat similar to the ancient Miao dialect, I could only understand a few words, and the rest was at a loss. I thought that I would not make too much noise because it would be difficult to evacuate when the time came, so I accelerated my offensive a little bit more, and then I said
He couldn't help but curse: "Old thief, you stole my sword, why don't you return it to me quickly?"
My previous sentence "Give me back my sword" was said too hastily, so the old man may not have heard clearly, but he heard the next sentence clearly and understood. He was also surprised at the moment and said it in Chinese with a weird accent.
: "Ah, Chinese?"
I became even more angry, raised the table and threw it at him, shouting: "Oh, you can still speak Chinese, so please return the sword to me, otherwise, I will make you die with tears streaming down your face!"
I stepped forward, trying to block his attack with the table, and then take the sword, but I heard a gust of wind behind me, and when I turned around, I saw that it was the monkey who had stolen the sword.
This guy didn't look as furry as when he opened the door just now. After chasing the little demon, he completely changed his appearance at this moment. All the fur on his body fell off for some reason, revealing his red skin.
The surface is oozing with body fluids, sticky and mixed with plasma. The eyes are like burning coals, with a strange fire inside, as if whatever they touch will be burned.
Seeing the terrifying appearance of this monkey, I knew that this little beast must not be a simple beast. It must have been treated with special techniques and mutated like the Bengal tiger under the beast master Yang Lun.
This mutated monkey came like lightning and clawed at my head. I was not afraid of this beast, but I felt that if it was contaminated with some mucus, it might corrode, so I took a step back and turned the table over to block the blow.
Boom!
The table made a heartbreaking sound of shattering. I felt as if a heavy lead ball had been thrown out and hit the table. My hands were numb. Before I could react, the table in my hand shattered.
It broke into several pieces, and the monkey actually used its head as hard as stone to break a hole and reached out to grab me.
But its ferocious attack ended here. When it wanted to reach out to catch me with its claws again, its hind feet were grabbed by a pair of small white jade hands. With a hard twitch, the whole body was thrown backward. The little one
The demon chased this ridiculously nimble little monkey for a long time, and finally caught it this time. At that moment, it was ravaged, and it smashed the hateful beast against the pillars of the house. It was like driving a stake in the ground.
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This monkey was dealt with. I turned around and was about to take back the ghost sword in my hand again, but I saw the old man with yellow spots groping for the cabinet door behind him with his right hand. Just as I stepped forward again, he waved his hand, and there were several people immediately.
A black shadow shot over.
The square table in my hand was smashed to pieces by the devil monkey's hard head, but there was still one leg of the table in my hand. I waved my hand to block it without any hesitation. I never thought that these long black shadows were nothing but others.
They were living venomous snakes. As soon as the thick and short table leg in my hand blocked them, they immediately swung their heads and bit my wrist.
Seeing this venomous snake, my doubts were relieved. I said that usually those venomous snakes would retreat when they smell the smell of fat insects. Why did a venomous snake suddenly appear and attack me on the cliff? It turns out that the snakes here are all eaten by humans.
Those who are driven are lawless and fearless of life and death.
I have been very afraid of snakes, such dark and cold-blooded animals since I was a child. Even those harmless lizards and four-legged snakes would stay far away. But later, I discovered a truth, that is, there is no fear in the heart.
Many scary things are actually not as powerful as we think. This kind of ugly and cold-looking reptile has a three-inch inch, which is the most vulnerable part of the spine, and a seven-inch inch, which is the heart. Once these two places are attacked effectively,
, no matter how fierce it is, it will only lead to death.
I reached out and grabbed three inches of the snake. I squeezed it hard and the bones shattered. Then I picked up the snake and shook it. The whole skeleton made a crashing sound and fell softly to the ground, no longer alive.
The yellow-spotted old man's snake darts were numerous and fast. I took a few of them and couldn't care less. When I was depressed, the fat bug rushed over. With this little thing here, the troublesome snake darts became
It was a different kind of feast. Fat bugs shot like lightning, flying in the brains of those long snakes with huge mouths. They were eating brains here and gnawing poison sacs there. It was so satisfying.
The appearance of the fat bug turned this fierce battle into a farce. The yellow-spotted old man saw this golden light flying back and forth in the air. All the snake darts in his hand fell like rain, and either remained limply motionless or twitched all over.
His tail and head were twisted into a ball, and he couldn't help but panic. As he backed away, he asked loudly, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"
I am a little demon on the left and a fat insect on the right. I have the aura of a master who is overwhelming me. I sneered and approached: "Who am I? I am just a soy sauce gangster passing by. I originally wanted to go on a good journey, but I ended up being killed by you."
The monkey followed the sheep and took away my sword. All I want is for my sword to be returned to me!"
The old man's face was uncertain. He looked at me and then at the sharp and silent ghost sword in his hand. There was a look of reluctance in his eyes. However, after a few seconds of silence, he finally compromised.
He said: "Okay, here you go!"
He turned the ghost sword over, with the tip pointed at himself and the hilt stretched out toward me.
I felt a little hesitant in my heart. This person was not an easy person to deal with at first glance. Otherwise, he would not have sent monkeys to steal the sword and caused so many troubles for no reason. But I didn’t expect that we had just had a fight and he actually did it.
He compromised so quickly and returned the sword to me. Although I had doubts in my heart, I still cautiously reached out to take it.
But my worry was not unreasonable. When my hand was still a punch away from the hilt of the ghost sword, the old man with yellow spots who had been squirming suddenly showed a strange smile on his face and pulled away.
He left behind, and then took a look at the rows of old cabinets behind him. The cabinet doors suddenly opened to the outside, and a lot of black mist spewed out from inside.
Boom, a thick and rotten corpse gas spurted out from inside, blowing towards my head.
In fact, I had a plan here. The moment the old man with yellow spots stepped back, the little demon who had packed up the mangy monkey protruded from the side and kicked the old man with yellow spots on the lower back. Although this kick
I was blocked by the old man casually, but my body swayed, and the hand holding the sword didn't use much force. At this moment, I had planned it for a long time and shouted out the truth in my mouth: "Good luck!"
After saying this, I formed the sword formula with both hands and pointed towards the ghost sword.
Since the birth of the ghost sword, except for the miscellaneous hairy path, it has always been by my side, and it has been implicated in my thoughts. At that moment, it finally broke through the shackles of the old man with yellow spots. It made a buzzing sound, and the whole body vibrated, sending out a sound like electricity.
With normal force, as soon as the old man loosened his grip, it suddenly shot towards me.
Brush - As soon as I got this ghost sword, I felt like I was reunited with my relatives. I was so happy. I shook off two sword flowers and raised my head, only to see three zombies jumped out from the cabinet that was as high as the ceiling. Their faces were frozen.
, with a shiny surface and red hair, thick and long, like the moldy bacon hanging on the stove in my hometown.
These guys jumped out, opened their mouths, and let out a strong corpse gas that made people faint, and then rushed towards me.
These zombies seemed to be quite old, and they seemed to have the most basic spiritual consciousness, so they were not simple characters. However, when I held the sword in my hand, I suddenly felt awe-inspiring and said with a ferocious smile: "Let me show you how to use the ghost sword!"
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As soon as I finished saying these words, the yin-yang fish in my sea of qi moved in a whirlwind, the demon shaman's hand was activated, and the qi penetrated the sword. The ghost sword suddenly doubled in length, with one sword on the left, one on the right, and one in the air, from top to bottom.
, I fired three swords in total, and the result was that these three zombies were either cut in half or split in half, their auras converged, and the evil spirits entered the sword body, and they no longer looked like ghosts.
But at this moment, the old man, whose eyes were about to pop out, fell to the ground and clutched his stomach, screaming in extreme pain.
I pointed at this guy and smiled proudly: "I told you, I just want to get my sword back, but if you want to show off, I can't stand it anymore!" I knelt down and was about to talk to him.
At this time, Duoduo, who was watching the wind at the door, suddenly said: "Brother Lu Zuo, someone is coming this way!"