The supernatural power that freezes everything is not enough to affect this old woman for a long time. At most, it only has a slight interference effect.
However, in this intense confrontation, even one second can decide a lot of things.
"I'll send you on your way first."
Li Leping raised the big knife in his hand, intending to kill the opponent before he could get rid of the suppression of the short stick.
As long as this attack is successful, the old woman in front of him will be split into two parts.
With the supernatural being weakened, even if he didn't launch a new round of attacks, the supernatural power of the sleepwalker and the man-seeking ghost alone must have been enough to suppress the dismembered old woman.
moment.
The sword fell.
As long as the old man who is lying on the ground unable to move is struck, he can be divided instantly.
"Killing people in front of me?"
Suddenly.
A black-and-white projection beam from an unknown source suddenly hit Li Leping, and then the beam spread out in all directions, like a screen, and an old movie was about to be shown around him.
next moment.
Li Leping's body disappeared from the spot and appeared in this black and white projection, as if he was forcibly pulled into a strange movie world.
The falling knife was swung in the air and failed to hit the old woman who was close at hand.
"Is it a supernatural world? Each of these kings is really more difficult to deal with."
Looking at this strange and empty world, Li Leping's eyes narrowed and he understood why he was forced to come in.
Ghost Smoke is entangled with the ghost realms of other kings, trying to contain each other.
Without the cover of the ghost realm, he was naturally unable to resist this kind of supernatural force that was forcibly pulled into a supernatural world.
However, this kind of pulling in was not considered a supernatural attack, because his life was not endangered.
But at this moment.
In the black and white picture in front of him, a foreign man appeared, staring at Li Leping with a ferocious face.
"I'll kill you now."
The next moment, a chainsaw suddenly appeared in the foreign man's hand and struck Li Leping in the face.
The old chainsaw was operating, emitting a sharp roar. The terrifying saw teeth seemed to be able to easily cut anyone or anything. If Li Leping had been hit like that, he would probably have suffered horrific dismemberment.
"It's not certain who will kill whom."
Li Leping in the picture did not choose to retreat, but picked up the big knife in his hand again and slashed at the incoming chainsaw.
But just when he raised his hand.
Some twisted figures appeared around him. These strange figures were like ghosts. Although most of them were destroyed by the attacks of sleepwalkers and ghosts looking for people, there were still a few figures that were so twisted that they were about to disappear.
At the last moment, he grabbed Li Leping and held down his raised arm.
But it was at the moment when his arm was pressed.
The color of the skin that came into contact with these strange figures immediately changed.
The killing pattern of the green and yellow paint was triggered at this moment, and the waxy yellow paint was immediately smeared on the figures of these ghosts that were about to collapse, giving them the final blow.
Several twisted figures completely dispersed, and Li Leping was freed from the shackles of the evil ghost.
But it's too late.
The restricted time may be less than a second, which is the blink of an eye.
But for the king who controls the movie world in front of him, a blink of an eye is enough for him to arrive in front of Li Leping.
"Go and die quickly."
Before he could swing the big knife, the electric saw had already struck down, hitting Li Leping's right shoulder holding the big knife.
Just by contact, the high-speed rotating saw teeth were like teeth biting with all their strength, directly tearing apart his flesh and blood, and kept drilling deeper.
For a moment, many black ink dots were splashed in the projected picture, like pools of blood stains falling on the lens, dotted with blood flowers on the screen.
"Did it succeed?"
The foreign man holding the chainsaw couldn't help but look happy when he saw that he had succeeded. However, this happy expression combined with the blood stains on his face made it look particularly frightening, like a perverted murderer.
But soon, the king's face turned gloomy again, and he exerted force with both hands, trying to speed up the cutting speed of the electric saw, completely sawing Li Leping in half, and dismembering Li Leping in one go without giving him any food.
No chance to breathe.
But just when he exerted force, trying to make the chainsaw cut deeper.
Li Leping, who had been embedded in his flesh and blood with a chainsaw, and half of his shoulder bones had been sawed open, suddenly raised his other hand and firmly grabbed the neck of the king in front of him.
"Can you survive this?"
The suffocating feeling on his neck made the king, codenamed Projectionist, open his eyes in disbelief.
He felt that the captain in front of him was getting more and more difficult.
It is even possible that this captain, like himself, is no longer a living person, but a ghost.
If an ordinary ghost controller were to be cut by a chainsaw like this, even if the ghost in his body was not suppressed by it, he would be dismembered by the cutting of the chainsaw. The ghost would be instantly unbalanced and die suddenly on the spot.
But now the captain did not die under the attack of the chainsaw, and he still fought back against himself despite the pain of being torn apart by the chainsaw.
This cannot be accomplished by willpower alone.
Only an alien could survive the attack of a chainsaw for so long.
"If you like to talk about the word 'death' so much, let's see who of us dies first."
Face to face, you can see a trace of pain in Li Leping's eyebrows. It is obvious that being cut by a chainsaw feels very uncomfortable.
But he did not choose to restart because of this. Firstly, because his body had not reached its limit and could still bear it. Secondly, because the chainsaw had cut into his body. Even if he used restart to recover the wound, the supernatural weapon would still be there.
It will stay in his body and cannot be transferred away by the restarted spirit.
Therefore, we must kill the king in front of us who is attacking us with a chainsaw as soon as possible.
At the same time as the sound came, the death curse of the man-hunting ghost and the sleepwalking ghost had already locked onto the projectionist in front of him and rushed towards him.
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on his neck, and quickly spread to the rest of his body.
The counterattack begins.
"This is……"
The projectionist's body trembled slightly as his neck was strangled, and the strength of his grip on the chainsaw decreased accordingly. His body felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
At this moment, his body was attacked by several fatal laws. Within a few seconds, traces of decay appeared, and the skin and flesh began to fester and fall off, as if it had been corroded by some terrible supernatural force.
A closer look revealed that there was no trace of blood in the fallen flesh, only a strange waxy yellow color.
Unknowingly, the yellow paint covering the projectionist's skin had seeped into his body, eroding his blood.
Despite this, in the face of this terrifying superimposed attack, there seemed to be some kind of supernatural being in the projectionist's body that was trying to resist Li Leping's attack, so Li Leping was not able to suppress it instantly.
But it was only a matter of time. As the attack continued, Li Leping was confident that he could suppress the opponent before he dismembered him with a chainsaw.
Just like now, although the pain on the shoulders is very severe, it can be clearly felt that the strength of the hands holding the electric saw is constantly decreasing, and the speed of dismemberment has also slowed down a lot.
This shows that the projectionist in front of him is quickly falling into a disadvantage and is already somewhat powerless under Li Leping's attack.
"Damn it, preacher, ink man, come in here and help me."
The confrontation had begun, and the projectionist, who felt that his body was rapidly being suppressed, did not dare to delay. The strange projection light came on again, covering the missionary and the black man who was covered in ink at the dock.
Immediately.
The missionary and the king covered in black ink also came to this supernatural world.
Moreover, the location where they appeared was directly next to Li Leping, and the distance between them was less than one meter.
"We won, Li Leping."
The missionary was very calm, because in his view, Li Leping was already a dying man.
No one can withstand the combined attack of three kings in this situation.
As long as they kill Li Leping, they can immediately free up their hands to kill Lin Bei, who is struggling with the coffin bearer, and end the struggle.
As he spoke, the old book in the missionary's hand opened by itself, and turned to a yellowed and dull blank page.
The next second, the outline of a person gradually appeared on the blank page. As time passed, the outline of the person became clearer and clearer. In the end, it looked exactly like Li Leping.
However, when the characters on the paper were reflected, the eyes of the missionary's numb face moved.
Because he suddenly discovered that Li Leping's face on this piece of paper was actually blank, and the outline of his facial features was not revealed.
It was as if even a ghost couldn't remember the appearance of the strange captain in front of him.
It seemed that the missionary attack went wrong because of this.
But if there were problems with his attack, it didn't mean that the man on the other side, covered in black ink, couldn't attack Li Leping either.
This strange man, who was all black and covered in ink, flashed, but he did not choose to appear behind Li Leping to launch a sneak attack. Instead, he took the initiative to come to Li Leping, as if he planned to confront him head-on.
And that's when he appeared in sight.
Li Leping just glanced at it, and the figure of the king suddenly appeared in his mind for no reason, and the figure quickly became clear. Then, both his eyes and his mind seemed to be soaked in ink, and his consciousness began to be eroded by darkness. , the whole person seemed to fall into darkness and never wake up.
at the same time.
"It seems that the attack plan against you was indeed correct."
The missionary looked with some surprise at the book in his hand that could not reveal Li Leping's face.
"Since I can't kill you this way, let's find another way."
The next moment, the old book in the missionary's hand suddenly began to rot rapidly, with page after page fading away.
As the thick books rotted and weathered, some of the terrifying supernatural beings sealed in those pages were released.
One after another, terrifying figures began to appear around the missionary.
These figures are all evil ghosts imprisoned in books. Now the missionaries have chosen to release them, which is enough to show their determination to kill Li Leping.
While himself and the projectionist assault his body, the black ink assaults his consciousness.
Under the double blow, Li Leping would definitely die.
"With the joint efforts of the four of us, you were able to suppress the old woman. I have to say that your strength really surprised me, even in awe. But fortunately, we were well prepared and had the advantage in numbers, and you You're just one person, and the bald captain can't save you. It's a pity that you can only stop here." The missionary said with an indifferent expression.
However, what responded to him was Li Leping's equally stern look and a scream.
"ah--!"
Suddenly, the body of the black man covered in ink trembled, he covered his head and let out a painful scream. He kept struggling and shaking his body, as if there was something wrong with his mind at this critical moment.
"Strength in numbers?"
Glancing at Lao Hei, whose consciousness was being wiped away, Li Leping looked at the missionary whose expression suddenly changed and sneered: "You are not the one with the numerical advantage."
As soon as the words fell.
A look of horror appeared on the face of the projectionist in front of him, because at this moment he felt that a terrible supernatural being was invading the movie world, and he was powerless to do anything about such an invasion and could only allow things to happen on his own territory.
"What?"
The missionary also felt a strong sense of crisis suddenly appear at this moment. This sense of crisis appeared very suddenly without any warning, but it made even a king like him feel dangerous.
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A scene that goes against common sense occurred.
The empty and strange movie world was suddenly covered by a thick smoke, as if Li Leping's ghost smoke had gotten rid of the constraints of other ghost realms and recovered at this moment.
However, this is not the case.
This familiar smoke seems to belong to Li Leping, but it is not entirely his.
now.
Thick smoke covered the sky of this world, blocking light and making everything dim in an instant.
"Tap, tap..."
In the darkness, there was a sound of footsteps, and it seemed that someone was wandering in the thick smoke, and his figure was a little blurry surrounded by the smoke.
"How can this be……"
Looking at the black smoke that suddenly appeared, the projectionist was startled for a moment. But when he saw the figures walking in the thick smoke, his expression suddenly changed and he looked extremely shocked.
At the same time, thick smoke drifted from all directions. Although the figures walking inside were very blurry, if you look carefully, you can still see clearly that these people all hold some kind of weapon in their hands. The weapon in one hand looks like a weapon.
A rusty broadsword, and the other hand held a short stick with an iron chain wrapped around it.
The chain, like the sword, fell to the ground randomly and dragged, making an unusual sound like metal rubbing against the ground.
"Fifteen."
The missionary and the projectionist counted the number of people while forcing themselves to remain calm in shock.
There are a total of fifteen people hiding in the thick smoke like this.
And the weapons in their hands looked very familiar.
These people all seem to be Li Leping.
And if we add Li Leping, who is surrounded by three kings at this moment, then the number of Li Leping now reaches sixteen.