When Wu Ma was talking, her eyes were fixed on Qingxia, which made her feel heavy in her heart.
The soldier hurriedly said: "How can this cause my terrible life..."
Only then did Qingxia come back to her senses, thinking that this bastard was really heartless. He was able to find the illusion of divine will, and it was not because of herself. Why didn't she feel the least bit grateful? Instead, she treated him coldly like an executioner.
Being provoked by Wu Ma's words, she also became angry and said in a cold voice: "He is my savior. You don't need to tell me that I will protect him. But for some people who just looked on with cold eyes, I have recorded this grudge."
, just wait and see."
Wu Ma said: "You have to start early."
With that said, Jianfeng opened the way, and the people rushed into the hall like a cheetah. Qingxia did not dare to neglect and hurriedly followed.
As soon as she entered the palace, the harsh wind became stronger and penetrated into her bones, making her whole body uncomfortable.
Looking around, the hall was full of skeleton monks, who were much taller and stronger than those in the courtyard. They each held swords and sticks in their hands, and surrounded the three of them in a circle.
Looking further away, the skeleton abbot wearing a bright red cassock had blue fire flashing in his eyes. He looked this way and pointed in his hand, as if he was controlling the skeletons in the temple.
How could Qingxia dare to look at those ghost eyes again? She avoided them as soon as they touched them and looked at the circle of skeletons surrounding the three of them again——
Their steps staggered, their formations changed, and they moved around in circles, making people dizzy. They were quite sophisticated, and no one would have thought that a dead monk could also arrange formations.
Standing in the southeast, northwest, and southeast of the skull circle is a large skeleton holding a golden tin staff. The aura on his body is far superior to that of similar people around him, which makes people panic.
"This is not a good idea."
Qingxia looked at the soldier on the dancing horse. Half of his body had turned into a skeleton. From the nose down, half of the bones were slanted on his face, and half of his face was pale. He looked even scarier than those real skeletons.
"Wu, please hurry up," Qingxia said, "otherwise my savior won't be able to hold on."
Before the dancing horse could reply, the four skeletons holding sticks moved first, and all swung their sticks at the three of them.
Dancing horses and wielding swords greet him.
Qingxia took a closer look and found that the luster of the tin staff turned from gold to white when she waved it, and turned into one made of bones.
"Wu, be careful," she said hurriedly: "If you let this tin stick get on your body, you may be doomed."
The dancing horse did not dare to be careless, and swung the sword in a circle, and with the sword's sharp edge, it blocked the four tin staffs.
He was about to swing his sword to fight back, but the tip of the sword in his hand dimmed and turned into a bone material before his eyes.
From the edge of the sword down, the white bones were stained one after another, one next to another, and spread up to the hilt of the sword like lightning.
"Throw it away!" Qingxia shouted.
Before she could speak, Wu Ma had already thrown the sword in her hand.
The direction of the sword's edge was towards the skeleton abbot wearing a red cassock in the distance.
The sword of the dancing horse is gone, the skeleton cannot touch it, and the bone staff cannot touch it. The danger of this illusion of divine decree is really outrageous...
Qingxia was wondering whether to ask Wu Ma to evacuate the hall first and then make plans.
"then,"
Wu Ma threw the soldier towards her, "Remember what you said."
After saying that, he bent his legs slightly, flicked them suddenly, and rushed forward like an arrow following the sword thrown earlier——
Qingxia saw it, and he actually wanted to cut through the mess quickly and go straight for the skeleton abbot in the red cassock.
This leap was like water falling into a pan of oil. The skeleton monks in the hall suddenly exploded and swarmed towards the dancing horse.
I saw the tin staff, the sword, the club, and the white bone claws all coming towards the dancing horse, they were as dense as locusts and there was no way to dodge them.
And the sword he threw earlier, in the chaos, smashed several skeleton monks one after another, and was also broken into bones and slag.
Qingxia looked at her and felt goosebumps all over her body. She thought that Wu Ma had no weapons in her hands and she was afraid that she would really be doomed this time.
He looked around and saw that all the skeletons were surrounding him. His side was clean and tidy. He just took this opportunity to escape from the hall. Maybe there was still a way to survive.
Then I thought again, if the dancing horse died here, and I fell into this group of countless skeletons alone, and there were restrictions and barriers everywhere, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a good thing.
He gritted his teeth and shouted at Wu Ma, "You can take the one with the surname Wu."
With a wave of his arm, he threw the sword towards the dancing horse.
The sword slipped out of her hand, like a stream of light, passing through the dense skeleton and stabbing behind the dancing horse.
"Well done!"
Without turning his head, the dancing horse turned aside and held the edge of the sword in front of him.
He stretched out his hand and was about to take the hilt of the sword in his hand, when suddenly a tin staff stretched out from the side and hit Wu Ma's hand.
Wu Ma used his backhand to split the tin stick with the wind from the air, but another tin stick suddenly came from behind.
The dancing horse swerved aside, and the tin staff hit the hilt of the sword.
As soon as Fang touched it, the hilt of the sword quickly became bone, running whitely from the bottom to the edge of the sword.
Qingxia saw it and said it was too bad—the last weapon was gone.
However, Wu Ma stretched his arm forward and grabbed the sword's edge hard. He actually used the sword's edge as the hilt and held the sword upside down in his hand.
The blade of the sword was really sharp, and the palm of Wu Ma's hand was instantly cut open, and blood flowed all over his hand, as if it had been soaked in a big red dye vat.
Wu Ma ignored the wound on his hand and swung the sword handle in a circle around him, knocking back all the skeleton monks around him.
But the bone of the sword in his hand was really fast. In such a delay, the white bones had already rushed up from the hilt to the blade, and were about to touch the hand of the dancing horse.
He then swung the sword hard and threw it towards the skeleton abbot with a fierce wind, and the people followed closely behind.
The skeleton abbot had been looking at him with his blue ghost eyes for a long time. He suddenly raised his arm, stretched it out quickly, and reached the chest of the dancing horse in just a blink of an eye.
The dancing horse ducked his shoulders to avoid it. The arm swung towards his shoulder. The dancing horse raised its upper body sharply, and its arm brushed his face and passed across. Then it stopped moving and went to greet the dancing horse's lower body.
The dancing horse pushed its legs on the ground and jumped into the air, barely avoiding it.
This move followed one after another, coming very quickly, and the dancing horse didn't dare to let it touch his body, so he had to dodge continuously. After a delay, the skeleton monks around him surrounded him again.
Then he saw piles of bones, densely packed with ghosts and fires, and the dancing horse disappeared in an instant.
Qingxia's scalp was numb when she saw it, and she thought that Wu's blind show of talent was really in danger this time, and she had to make new plans if she wanted to survive.
While thinking about it, he stepped back and looked at the soldier he was holding in his hand. Most of his body had turned into white bones, his nose had also become boned, and there was only one eye left. Anxiang looked at himself, as if to say: Girl, hurry up and leave.
stop.
Qingxia secretly thought that risking her life to save someone who she knew could not be saved was something only a fool would do. She originally thought that the person named Wu was a very smart person, but she didn't expect that he was the best among fools. Now.
It's so cheap to die so easily.
Looking back, I saw that the skeletons on the other side of the dancing horse had piled up into a mountain, with bones connected to bones, weapons connected to weapons, swords and clubs raised, it was very frightening.
The dancing horses will turn into bones. If all these skeletons come to Qingxia, she will definitely not be able to deal with them.
So he dragged the soldier and hurried to the door. As he ran, he thought, since I promised Wu to protect him, I might as well hold on until he turns into bones, which means I keep my word.
As Fang Xing walked to the door, he suddenly heard a clear and loud shout coming from the pile of bones.
She was overjoyed, and quickly turned around to look, only to see a huge wave of air rushing up, a hill-like pile of skeletons scattering, and a dancing horse leaping out from the pile of bones.
"There's something going on!"
She turned around and went back, but before she had taken a few steps, her heart plummeted to the bottom of the valley - she saw among the pile of skeletons that covered the sky and the sun, the right arm of the dancing horse had turned into white bones...