Jiang Wuji didn't know what effect it would have if he took the red elixir in the gourd, so he never dared to take it.
But now because of the female corpse with small feet, Jiang Wuji was forced to take a red pill. At this moment, Jiang Wuji felt as if his Qihai was ignited. It was extremely unstable. The cold breath filled his blood vessels and enveloped him.
Bones, spreading to the whole body!
Jiang Wuji wiped away the blood on his face, raised his copper coin sword, and attacked Wuyuan again.
Because he had learned Tai Chi sword, Jiang Wuji's sword technique was not just random slashing, but a way to move forward and retreat freely in conjunction with his body technique.
Perhaps Wuyuan didn't expect Jiang Wuji to be able to resist, so he was confused for a moment, and his body was cut several times with the copper coin sword in an instant!
"Buddha Vaishambhava, Buddha Vaishambhava, Buddha Vaishambhava..."
Wuyuan kept chanting, and the wooden fish head on his neck began to ooze blood. He knocked faster and harder with the wooden fish in his hand!
Suddenly, the wooden fish made a crisp sound, and a crack appeared.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Wuji felt as if his skull had been struck by something, as if the bully had just hit him on the head!
At this time, the Jianzhi in Wuyuan's hand changed its direction. Instead of hitting him on the head, he stabbed it towards his eyes!
"not good!"
Jiang Wuji wanted to stop Wuyuan, but the trauma to his skull caused dizziness, and he couldn't even stand still.
Since this guy can graft the wooden fish's injuries onto himself, you can imagine what will happen next!
At this critical moment, a soft sword came from one side like a snake coming out of its hole. Wu Xian paused in his hand and used his sword to block the soft sword.
As a result, this soft sword that was supposed to be as tough as it was soft, broke apart inch by inch just by touching Jianzhi! Murong Wanfeng spit out blood, and his whole figure flew out like a kite with its string cut off!
While Wuyuan fought back Murong Wanfeng, he retreated and regained a certain distance from Jiang Wuji.
Just when he was about to insert Jianzhi into his eyes, a ghostly figure appeared behind him without warning!
"laugh!"
The dagger wrapped in Qiyuan slashed through Wuyuan's arm, and the right hand holding Jianzhi detached from the torso in the direction of the dagger!
The gloomy Xiaoyu turned the dagger in his hand and stabbed it directly into Wuyuan's back vest!
Before he could recover, the copper coin sword in Jiang Wuji's hand had arrived.
"laugh!"
The copper coin sword slashed through Wuyuan's neck, and a bloody wooden fish fell to the ground and rolled several meters away, leaving a dazzling blood trail.
"Brother! Are you okay?"
Xiaoyu hurriedly ran over and found that blood was oozing out from the right side of his brother's head. The location corresponded to the cracks in the wooden fish...
Seeing the injury, the girl suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
If Wu Xian hadn't focused all his attention on his brother, she and Murong Wanfeng would never have succeeded. Wu Xian's methods were really weird and terrifying.
"I'm fine." Jiang Wuji shook his head, and then slashed at Wuyuan's corpse a few more times.
"What kind of evil is this? Why do you have a wooden fish head?!"
"This is not evil..."
The pale-faced Murong Wanfeng staggered over and said, "This is the demon from the Red Lotus Sect."
"Human? What about his head?" Jiang Wuji couldn't accept it. Can someone with a wooden fish head be called a human?
However, Murong Wanfeng said: "Isn't it already beheaded by you?"
Jiang Wuji looked at the wooden fish not far away.
Murong Wanfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face as cold as frost: "It's just that I have only heard about this method, but I have never seen it with my own eyes."
"The method is again..."
Before Jiang Wuji could finish speaking, the creaking sound of the door opening suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, the five topless monks walked out of the filthy room together with the nine prostitutes.
When they saw the endless corpses, there was no trace of surprise on their faces. Instead, they clasped their hands expressionlessly and began to chant sutras.
"Visabuddha, desire is the root of life and death. Many desires are tiring, but few desires are fearless. Because of love and desire, he is born in the three realms and reincarnates in the six paths of life and death."
"Buddha Vaisabhu..."
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Just when Jiang Wuji was about to kill them all, a solemn voice suddenly sounded like muffled thunder!
"Put down the butcher knife."
"Clang! Bang!"
Jiang Wuji and Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but drop the weapons in their hands, and even forgot about "picking them back up" for a while, as if the idea was directly wiped out.
Turning my head sideways, I saw the incense-burning Buddha statue sitting upside down again.
"This is evil!" Jiang Wuji, whose forehead was bursting with muscle, rushed towards the incense burner in the yard!
"elder brother!"
"Taoist Priest!"
The two women exclaimed that this evil spirit was obviously beyond their ability, and they should run now instead of going up to die with bare hands!
Facing Jiang Wuji, who was flying towards him, the Buddha statue did not make any move. Perhaps in the eyes of this incense-burning Buddha statue, whatever Jiang Wuji did was useless.
The earthworm shakes the tree, and the mantis' arms are nothing more than a chariot.
Jiang Wuji broke through the rain curtain and jumped onto the incense burner, and then he jumped up with a sudden force on his feet.
Just when the two women's hearts were in doubt, the latter suddenly took out a red hijab from his clothes and threw it towards the Buddha's head in mid-air!
"You're still fishing! Work for me!"
Under Jiang Wuji's violent shouting, there seemed to be a delicate and angry response.
Immediately afterwards, the red hijab quickly grew in size and directly covered the entire Buddha's head!
With just one breath, the incense began to dissipate, presumably being absorbed by the red hijab.
After a while, the red hijab wrapping the Buddha's head also began to shrink, and finally fell back into Jiang Wuji's hands.
The incense that shrouded the temple completely disappeared!
At this time, the five monks and the nine prostitutes finally showed frightened expressions on their faces.
"Visabuddha! Vaishabhu Buddha!"
"Buddha Vaisabhu protect me, Buddha Vaishabhu protect me!"
"Baonima, where did Vaisava Buddha come from? He is an evil spirit!" Jiang Wuji picked up the copper coin sword and cooperated with Xiaoyu to kill all these people.
During this period, Jiang Wuji left two people alive and wanted to ask for some news, but the latter didn't know what to ask and kept talking about Vaisabho Buddha.
In this case, they will be sent directly to the road.
The dust has settled.
Murong Wanfeng frowned and couldn't help but ask: "Tao, Taoist Priest, what do you mean?"
Jiang Wuji: "Finish the knife."
Murong Wanfeng: "Final attack?"
"If you don't understand, don't ask."
Jiang Wuji was too lazy to explain and continued to do the work he was doing. Murong Wanfeng opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to scold him, but in the end he kept his mouth shut.
Although this may seem cruel, it is very necessary.
After all, Jiang Wuji had watched a lot of movies, and too many people had been shot back because they forgot to last-hit, and he didn't want to capsize in the gutter.
In addition, Jiang Wuji was also looking for the black pills in these people's bodies.
But unfortunately, nothing was harvested.
Just when Jiang Wuji thought that this was the end of the night, Xiaoyu's exclamation suddenly sounded.
