Chapter 92: Excalibur has a spirit
Bai Chi stared at the pair of dead fish eyes that had no emotion, with a nervous look on his face, and at this time something even stranger happened, the dead corpse that originally had no trace of life breath actually grinned at him, revealing a mouthful of blackened rotten teeth.
Such a weird picture, proper T country horror movie instant visual sense, Bai Chi suddenly felt a 'buzz' in his head, and a cool breath jumped directly from the root of his tail to the back of his head, and his whole body was cool and cool.
Without saying a word, Bai Chi turned around and jumped towards the gate of the Ice Palace, but as soon as he took two steps, he stopped, because he saw that the white-robed old woman who was still sitting under the statue of the snow god was standing at the door of the main hall with her body bent, and there was still no emotion on the old face covered with orange peel in the gray and hazy dead fish eyes.
In this situation, even if Bai Chi was bold, his face instantly turned extremely pale, and without thinking about it, he waved Long Yuan and slashed at the white-robed old woman.
Bai Chi's expression did not move, and after grinning and letting out a series of weird and strange laughs, the rickety figure shook suddenly, and Bai Chi saw that the space in front of her was distorted, and the white robed old woman's rickety body suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, a black hand as dry as a chicken's claw poked out from the void in front of him, followed by a head, and a body......
In just an instant, the white-robed old woman who was still standing a few feet away appeared in front of him, and at such a close distance, he could even see the cyan veins in the folds of the white-robed old woman's face.
The power of space?
Could it be that this is the legendary Tearing Space?
Then this dead old woman's cultivation is terrifying, and I am afraid that even tens of thousands of myself will not be able to match it!
Hiss~!
Bai Chi took a breath of cold air, then didn't think about it, his feet were a little bit, and his body suddenly shot backwards, and in an instant, he had already retreated a few feet away, and Long Yuan in his hand swung out heavily, and suddenly a cyan sword shadow shot out, slashing at the white-robed old woman.
The white-robed old woman seemed to know that Long Yuan was extraordinary, and she was quite jealous of him.
However, it's just a fear, no matter how awesome the weapon is, the person who has to control it has that strength, and now Bai Chi, in the eyes of the white-robed old woman, is nothing more than a baby with an AK in his hand, and he can't exert Long Yuan's true power at all.
Sure enough, the cyan sword struck the white-robed old woman, except for blowing the white-robed old woman's robe, it didn't bring it any substantial damage, as if it was directly judged by the system to be invalid like a game, and a big miss floated above her head.
Depend on!
Bai Chi's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped by.
Seeing that Long Yuan's attack on himself was ineffective, after the white-robed old woman laughed strangely, the blackened ghost claws probed out, and actually grabbed Bai Chi's throat directly, the speed was so fast, like thunder, Bai Chi didn't even have time to react, so he felt that he was breathing, and the white-robed old woman's ghost claws as hard as steel had locked his throat tightly, and then the whole person was lifted into the air like a chicken.
Bai Chi felt that his trachea was about to be crushed, and even faintly heard the sound of 'gurgling' bones breaking.
I......
Is this going to die?
Under the squeeze of the ghost claw, the last trace of air in Bai Chi's body was squeezed out, his eyes began to roll white, and his consciousness gradually began to blur......
It turns out that this is what death feels like......
No wonder people in the world are afraid of death, this feeling is ......
It's really not very comfortable......
But......
Am I really going to die?
I'm a man who aspires to be a peerless powerhouse!
Am I not the Aura Protector?
How could he die so aggrieved at the hands of this dead old woman?
Shennong Ding......
Why don't you come out to escort yet?
No!
I haven't married the school girl yet...... And also...... Police Flower ......
How can I be willing......
I......
Unwilling!
But......
What if you are unwilling?
Disparity in strength.
Die......
It's inevitable!
Correct......
Is Bai Chi really powerless to return to heaven this time?
Suddenly, Bai Chi, who was about to lose consciousness, saw a familiar scene in the blur.
The majestic peak, the man in the green robe......
This is......
Bai Chi recognized the blue-robed man as the man who was fighting against the underworld in the illusion of Fubo Mountain.
"Ask the sky?"
"I ...... Is this dead?"
Wentian smiled silently, and said eight words to Bai Chi after a while......
Excalibur has a spirit,
Blood!
After saying these eight words, with a slight wave of his sleeves, Wentian and Jufeng disappeared again, and what appeared in front of Bai Chi's eyes was the dim hall, as well as the hideous old face of the white-robed old woman.
"Excalibur has a spirit. ”
"Blood-led?"
"I seem to ...... Got it!"
Bai Chi didn't understand why he saw such a scene, but the voice of Wentian was still lingering in Bai Chi.
At this time, Bai Chi's eyes became clear, and he smiled when he looked at the shriveled and hideous old face in front of him.
Hehe, no wonder Shennong Ding didn't come out to save the driver, it turned out that there was another chance!
Bai Chi exerted his last bit of strength, and the Long Yuan sword blade held in his right hand rose upward, and then he held the sword blade with his left hand and wiped it hard, and scarlet blood water gushed out in an instant.
As soon as Long Yuan's sword body was stained with Bai Chi's blood, he actually absorbed it directly, and in an instant, the original cyan sword body turned into a blood-red.
The white-robed old woman also seemed to sense that something was wrong, and was about to use her strength to crush Bai Chi's throat, but Bai Chi didn't allow her to wish, and swung her sword and slashed at the ghost claw that locked her throat.
'Huh~!'
The blood-colored sword shadow slashed across the arm of the white-robed old woman, as if cutting tofu with a sharp blade, and the arm of the white-robed old woman was broken in response......
............