Suddenly, just when the whip was about to hit me and I was powerless, the black-faced man threw the fat man and smashed him against the wall, and golden flames ignited in his hands.
"Golden Dao Fire?"
The black-faced man withdrew his whip without even looking at me, as if I was just a fly that could be swatted to death with one hand.
But I was very glad that he didn't take me seriously and gave me some time to breathe.
I quickly ran to the fat man and saw golden ancient characters flowing all over his body. Under the golden ancient characters, there were countless black ancient characters flowing.
"Hmph, have you been fooled? Do you really think Fatty is a fool?"
Countless black gray smoke was seen rising from the black-faced man's body, like a dry powder fire extinguisher extinguishing the flames, rushing towards the golden flame in his hand.
However, this golden flame did not diminish at all, but became even higher due to the addition of black gray smoke.
I felt the desolate power in the golden flame. It was a powerful pressure that was as majestic as a mountain range and would never change. Fortunately, I knew it was on our side, otherwise I would really be overwhelmed by this feeling.
He became incontinent and collapsed on the ground.
I see that although there is joy of revenge on the fat man's face, it is more of a pity.
The flames were still rising, and the black-faced man shouted, and his right hand liquefied into a blade, cutting off the left arm burning with golden flames.
However, what I didn't expect was that a trace of golden light suddenly overflowed from the cross-section of his wound. With just a pause for breath, the flames spurted out again, like fireworks shooting out of his body.
At this moment, I saw the black on his face melting little by little, turning into tentacles, reaching towards the golden flames. The two collided and canceled each other out!
The fat man sighed and said that if the black-faced man killed him, his whole body would be covered by this spell, and the golden flames could engulf him in an instant.
I feel something is wrong. Why is there a sense of pity in his tone? Does the fat man not want to live anymore?
Gradually, the black on the black-faced man's face became thinner and thinner, but there was still a small poke from the flames. When the last tentacle on his face was offset by the flames, he moved his eyes to the man who had been sitting at the table, his face covered with
On sad woman.
The fat man immediately yelled no, but he couldn't keep up with the black-faced man's determination to protect himself. He suddenly pulled his right hand, and the woman's eyes widened instantly. Black tentacles came out of her body, and she only took a few breaths.
Over time, the woman's body was riddled with holes, and her clothes were reduced to pieces and scattered all over the floor.
The fat man was chanting various spells quickly, and suddenly slapped me on the forehead: "Go and collect her soul!"
I immediately rushed over, and blood-red threads rushed out of my hands, wrapping them around the woman's body. Soon, a trace of sadness suddenly appeared in my heart, and at the same time, there were many more memories of women, including her and Li Nan.
Beautiful days in the Tang Dynasty.
Unfortunately, beauty is always short-lived. Just when I was still silent in that kind of emotion, the flames on the black-faced man's severed hand had gone away, and a long black whip appeared in his hand again, slamming towards the woman on the ground.
I yelled no, and my spiritual energy exploded, forming a shield and rushing over, but the shield was like paper, and the black-faced man's long whip hit the woman after all.
With a pop, the smoke disappeared. Like magic, the woman's body turned into white smoke. One of the black tentacles hovered in the air and was collected by the black-faced man. In the white smoke that quickly dissipated, the red thread shot from my hand kept shaking.
, and finally pulled back some.
When they gathered in my hands, I could only feel some fragmented memories and incomplete emotions.
The fat man asked me to put it away, and said that if I had the ability in the future, I would put it together.
I didn't understand why he said that, but I nodded heavily.
Suddenly, I saw the fat man hitting the black-faced man as fast as a stream of light, like a bullet.
The stunned expression stayed on my face for a moment, and I saw all the golden ancient characters on the fat man rushing onto the black-faced man, but he retreated completely and returned to my side.
It scared me to death. I thought the fat man and the black-faced man would die together, but I didn't expect that he just used his unique skills.
But from the look on Fatty's face, it seems that the matter is not over yet. Even with the talisman that can produce golden light, the black-faced man cannot be killed.
I saw the black-faced man standing there, with ancient golden characters crawling all over his body like ants. They began to shine brightly, and suddenly, they seemed to be inspired by each other and gathered on his chest.
Boom, the huge power exploded instantly. My body was blown away and hit the wall heavily. The fat man grabbed my arm and laughed.
The power quickly disappeared. When we looked ahead clearly again, we saw no body of the black-faced man among the mess of tables, chairs and sawdust.
"Bombed?"
I looked around the room for a while, put aside the sawdust, and couldn't help but ask.
The fat man shook his head, his eyebrows lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
Suddenly, my feet were free, and I quickly grabbed the table next to me. Only then did I realize that there was a half-meter-wide hole in the floor. I thought it might have been created by a bomb.
"Fuck, let it run away!" The fat man shouted, and his body flew out of the window.
I quickly ran to the window and looked outside, only to see a leg flying in the sky dozens of meters away.
The fat man screamed angrily in the air. I was still staring at the leg, and suddenly I saw it begin to deform. Finally, the remaining pants and shoes fell from the air, and the trouser legs flew in the wind.
The severely deformed leg turned from white to black, and finally turned into a black flying snake with wings on its back.
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My head suddenly twitched, and I almost got slapped in the face. Seeing the fat man shouting as if he had lost a child, I calmed down in my heart.
At least, we destroyed the black-faced man with only one leg left, and he escaped, which is considered a victory.
And I have completed the task of avenging the fat man. If I count it like this, I can go back to live a normal life.
The way back was not as complicated as before. We found a pipe on the third floor and within five minutes of jumping in, we fell into a hotel room.
When I looked back curiously, the pipe had disappeared and there was only a white wall.
After leaving the hotel, I discovered that this place is actually in the city, only three streets away from Li Nan's headquarters.
On the way, I saw that the fat man was still unhappy. I said that the result of this battle was considered a success. Before I could follow the words, the fat man looked at me coldly and said something that made my heart drop.
At the bottom of the valley, I was filled with emotions.
"Today's monster can return to normal in at most a year, but the Daoguang Talisman I used requires the souls of five hundred people. Those are all souls that can be reincarnated and are just lining up in the cemetery!"
In this way, I suddenly remembered what the female ghost said. It turned out that the fat man did not use ghosts to refine elixirs at all, but used them to make a bomb.