Chapter 746: Not Worthy of My Shot
() The other two were a very bony man, his skin was full of wrinkles, and he was supposed to be a tall and fat man before he was sucked dry by his black hair.
The other was a woman with four tails flicking behind her buttocks, like a fox's tail, and was clearly not human.
The fox is very strange in the Sang Kingdom, and it is naturally close to magic, but as long as it cultivates into a human form, it is a great demon that has just passed a hundred years, and it is difficult for ordinary grandmasters to compete with it.
And the monster in front of him is not only cultivated in human form, but also has four tails, and his attainments in magic are definitely not low, and his strength before his death is probably not weak, how much Hirata Hanzo is.
In this way, the strength of these three people must have been very terrifying during their lifetimes, and they may have left a name in the thousand-year-old history of the Sang Kingdom.
These three people are here to work together, and it is not difficult to defeat the three psychics.
It seems that this grimace mother-in-law is really menacing!
After the three of them met with Meng Chuan, they directly surrounded Meng Chuan in the middle, and the black hair seemed to be driven by them at will, condensing into the shape of a weapon in their hands.
Aside from Hirata Hanzo's demon suppressor, the tall psychic man had two giant hammers in his hands, each the size of a millstone.
As for the fox demon channeler, there is a bell in his hand, but this bell is not composed of black hair, but a real magic weapon, and the appearance is very simple.
The three masters discussed it, and generally attacked Meng Chuan at the same time.
Meng Chuan did not procrastinate, the situation in front of him was indeed critical, and it was not much more than being attacked by the thousand-year-old god yak and the mandala living Buddha before.
With one finger of one hand, the five Vientiane Golden Wheels slashed directly at Hirata Hanzo.
Although Hirata Hanzo was just a corpse, he still retained the instinct to fight before his death, and instantly slashed out hundreds of swords to repel the Wanxiang Golden Wheel.
It's just a pity that the weapon in his hand is not a demon suppression after all, and the long sword composed of black hair hit the Vientiane Golden Wheel and suddenly burst into flames, and it was cut off immediately.
After these hundreds of swords were slashed, although Hirata Hanzo flew three Vientiane Golden Wheels, the long sword in his hand had also been shattered, and at the same time, the other two Vientiane Golden Wheels directly split his head and chest.
Hirata Hanzo's body was knocked out, shattered, but there were countless black hairs in his
The hair squirmed, and it was like a needle and thread that sewed up his body again, and rushed back again.
Meng Chuanxin said Sure enough, these people are already dead, even if they attack their vital points, they can recover immediately in this black-haired whirlwind, and fighting them by themselves can only be in vain.
As soon as Meng Chuan smashed Hirata Hanzo's body, the tall psychic man came with two sledgehammers.
Although the two sledgehammers are composed of black hair, they also weigh thousands of pounds, and they are wielded by this psychic person, like a god descending to earth, with an unstoppable momentum.
It's just that this little bit of strength is nothing to Meng Chuan, and Meng Chuan directly raised his hand to catch the two hammers of this tall psychic man.
The sledgehammer rumbled down and was menacing, but when it hit Meng Chuan's hand, it stopped immediately as if it had smashed on an indestructible wall, and Meng Chuan's body didn't move, but the two sledgehammers couldn't bear it, and they broke off from the vertical handle and flew out, turning into hair and floating in the black hair whirlwind.
"If this is the magic weapon you held when you were alive, maybe it can make me pay a little more attention. ”
"But now, you really deserve to be dusty to dust, and being manipulated here will only ruin your reputation. Meng Chuan said and directly pulled his leg over and kicked the tall psychic man in the head fiercely.
Suddenly, his head exploded like a watermelon, but in an instant, the pieces of his body were naturally pulled back together by the black hair, just like the original.
"Jingle bells!
At this moment, the fox demon psychic also shook the bell in his hand.
The sound waves visible to the naked eye rippled out, Meng Chuan must be unavoidable, and when he was in it, he suddenly felt that his eyes were blurred, accompanied by the sound of the bell, everything he saw was distorted.
This bell is really a magic weapon with a history, although it is not as powerful as the demon suppression, but it can definitely be found in the history of the Sang Kingdom.
This kind of sonic attack Meng Chuan had seen before when he fought with a grandmaster named Xiao Hongmei in Tibet, but compared to the magic sound of Xiao Hongmei's two strokes and the magic sound of this bell, it was simply a difference between heaven and earth.
Even a body like Meng Chuan can be affected by this bell, if it is an ordinary grandmaster, I am afraid of this
It's already exploded.
Meng Chuan took a deep breath and shook his head, the blood qi on his body was a little more vigorous, minimizing the impact of this bell magic weapon on himself.
At this time, Hirata Hanzo and the tall Taoist had already killed with weapons in hand again, and the three of them were far away and two near, and their cooperation was extremely tacit.
Being entangled by the three of them in such a situation, and being in the black-haired whirlwind, even a very powerful psychic is a mortal situation, and it seems that the other party has made full preparations when he comes here.
It's just a pity that she still underestimated Meng Chuan.
"It's just three lifeless lackeys, and I don't need to waste my strength on you!" Meng Chuan's body didn't move, but the blood and qi on his body suddenly exploded, rushing straight to Xiao Han, and he actually split this black-haired whirlwind from the middle, and the momentum was even better.
This sky-high blood qi alone directly shook the shells of these three psychic beings out, and almost shattered their bodies.
"Hehe, there are two hits!" the ghost-faced mother-in-law sat in the wind and watched all this coldly, letting out a playful laugh.
Meng Chuan's face was already a little angry, standing between heaven and earth, the blood on his body was like a long dragon: "Senior, you and I don't want to play these boring tricks anymore, just show your body, let's have a happy fight!"
The momentum of the ghost-faced mother-in-law is also rising, and although the black-haired whirlwind was split by Meng Chuan, it gradually condensed at this time, forming a confrontation with Meng Chuan.
"Do it with the old body, you kid is still too tender, let's defeat these three dogs under my command first!"
"Hehe," Meng Chuan smiled: "It's just three dogs, and you need me to do it myself?"
Meng Chuan said, there were three layers of human skin on his body, each of which had the strength to be infinitely close to the psychics.
These three human skins all have Meng Chuan's terrifying blood qi, although they are not as good as Meng Chuan's body, but even if they are against a real psychic person, they will not fall behind in a short time. Compared with the teacher-student puppets of Hirata Hanzo, the strength is definitely between the two middles.
"Go!" Meng Chuan spat out a word, and the three human skins instantly carried monstrous blood and qi, and pounced on the bodies of the three psychic people, starting a shocking battle.
And Meng Chuan himself stepped on the blood dragon and rushed straight towards the eye of the black-haired whirlwind.