Li Xiaomei believed that the Fire Sect disciple did not die of the curse, but no one could explain the cause of his bizarre death, and the entire team suddenly fell into an unprecedented panic.

Huang Cang roared angrily: "What are you afraid of, this king is not dead." The sky can't fall, and everyone is in formation to defend externally. ”

When the corpse of the disciple of the Fire Gate crawled into the cave, the knights of the Holy Light had already jumped into the bottom of the muddy river, forming a phalanx and continuing to advance in the direction of the castle, the phalanx only advanced a few steps forward, and the armor on his body was filled with bursts of golden light, and the light that was intertwined in one place was like a golden wave sparkling in the military array, and soon the golden flames on the knight's body burst out, and the heavy light and shadow flew like fire.

Lan Moying's side obviously felt that the death of that Fire Gate disciple was due to a curse, so he used the divine armament.

Li Xiaomei looked at the Holy Light Knight intently, and a cry suddenly rose from the bottom of the river, the Holy Light Knight grabbed between the hilts of the sword, and Lan Moying also shouted in a deep voice: "Don't move, keep going." ”

After a moment's hesitation, the Knights stepped forward again, and the cry from the bottom of the river grew quieter and lower, and in a matter of moments it was gone.

Huang Cang couldn't help frowning: "Holy light can suppress the curse?"

"Not necessarily, let's see. ”

While Li Kitten was talking, the mud at the bottom of the river set off a cloudy bubble. At first glance, it looks like someone is lying in the mud and breathing hard, but the bubbles he spit out are expanding bigger and bigger on the mud surface, until the limit bursts open, and a sharp cry also rises with the explosion of the bubbles.

Immediately after, one bubble after another exploded on the ground, and one after another ghost cries soared into the sky...... Moments later, the Light Knights were in disarray, unable to form an army no matter how much Betty shouted.

"Stay put...... Don't move ...... place" Lan Moying shouted a few times and then suddenly let out a long howl, undulating howling, continuously pressing towards the bottom of the river and crying, as if trying to disrupt the rhythm of the ghost crying, but the tactful cry was like a ghost walking through the army, not hindered by the whistling sound at all, and even knocked the target to the ground, and in less than a moment, most of the knights had fallen.

Huang Cang squinted his eyes and said: "That ghost crying is not a sound wave skill, Lan Moying's broken jade roar is also a first-class sound wave technique, even if you are not defeated by ghost crying, it is impossible to even contain the other party." ”

Li Xiaomei's brows were furrowed, but Ren Tianqing exclaimed, "Why are there a few Holy Light Knights?"

Originally, although the Holy Light Knight had collapsed, under Betty's suppression, he did not leave the place. From a distance, the prototype of the phalanx can be seen in general, but the people in the phalanx are standing and lying.

However, the current phalanx of knights is like someone has broken off a corner of the plank, and a corner is missing, and about five or six people disappear into the phalanx in an instant.

Huang Cang said in a loud voice: "Lan Moying, your people are lost." Look at the phalanx for yourself. ”

When Betty and the others reacted, there were suddenly several screams from the underground cage, and everyone's eyes were focused on the cage, and several bloody palms stretched out from the guardrail of the cage.

The armor on the Holy Light Knight's body was still there, but the gaps in the armor were overflowing with blood, and the Holy Light Knight was still struggling desperately while holding on to the prison bar, and the helmet on his face suddenly split in half and fell to the ground, and a bloody face appeared in everyone's sight.

Several knights of the Holy Light seemed to have their faces stripped of their faces, their whole faces covered with blood, and their eyelidless eyes protruded from the frame, staring at the crowd on the shore, as if they were going to drag them all into a bloody prison.

"Hell...... That's hell......" A knight of light couldn't help but kneel on the ground and pray desperately. Lan Moying roared angrily: "Get up, withdraw, and retreat to the shore." ”

Betty gave a series of orders, and before she could fall to the ground, the Holy Light Knight picked up her companion and dragged her to the shore desperately.

By the time the Knights retreated, a stone statue of a supine figure slowly rose from under the silt at the bottom of the river. The stone statue was clearly a knight wearing armor and holding a long sword, but the face of the stone statue was a stone like a honeycomb, only dense pits, and no facial features at all.

Someone suddenly exclaimed, "Faceless Horseman! That's the Faceless Horseman......"

"Shut up!" Betty roared, "Protect this formation, and don't let anyone move." ”

Betty was trying her best to stabilize the morale of the army, and Huang Cang also whispered, "Is the curse of the Faceless Rider real?"

Ren Tianqing exclaimed, "What is the Frontless Horseman?"

Huang Cang said in a deep voice: "It's a legend. Legend has it that when an adventurer stole an ancient tomb, he brought out a golden knight wearing armor made of gold and covered with gems. ”

But after the statue left the tomb, it turned to stone overnight, and the armor that had covered the face was gone, leaving only a honeycomb face. ”

"The men who took the knight's statue were also cursed, and every night came, they were skinned. No matter how much they hide, they can't escape this fate. Even if you hide in a church, you will be taken away from your face. ”

"The Curse of the Faceless Rider was once a sensation, and then suddenly disappeared. Could it be that some adventurer sent the Faceless Rider to the Cursed Lands?"

Li Xiaomei shook his head lightly and said, "What I care about now is not the Faceless Rider but Wang Huan." According to my original plan, we will attack the castle from three sides and contain the demon star together. She will have no time to kill Wang Huan. Wang Huan had a chance to smash Huanglong. ”

"Now, it's not that the demon star is being held back by us, but that we have fallen into the trap of the demon star. The demon star has enough time to deal with Wang Huan. ”

"Then what should we do? We can't watch Wang Huan fall into the ancient castle, right?" Ren Tianqing said urgently: "Kitten, do you have a way to contain the demon star?" If so, say it quickly, I'll do it!"

Li Xiaomei looked at Huang Cang and said, "Are your people afraid of death?"

Huang Cang narrowed his eyes: "Huomen disciples are never afraid of death, but Huomen will not do things that are not profitable. How much are you going to share?"

Li Xiaomei said: "I won't take any of the castle treasures." Dunhuang Book of Heaven is shared with you. I can promise to do it for you once, whoever you want to kill?"

"The conditions are not enough!" Huang Cang shook his head and said, "The only extra condition you have is that you will make a move for me once." No one I wanted to kill had escaped yet. This condition is not very attractive. ”

Lu Xinyao took a step forward and said, "I promise you on behalf of Wang Huan that I will cooperate with you to explore the Hell Gate." ”

Among the three girls, the only one who is qualified to say this is Lu Xinyao. Li Xiaomei and Ren Tianqing can't be regarded as people from the research institute now, even if they have the heart to agree to Huang Cang's conditions, the other party will not believe it. Only Lu Xinyao's can nod.

Huang Cang raised his thumb: "Okay, happy." Disciples of the Fire Gate, prepare for battle. ”

Huang Cangyang didn't see anyone respond between his hands, and when he turned around, they all stood in place with pale faces, and everyone's sleeves were constantly dripping blood.

"What's the matter!" Huang Cang grabbed a Fire Sect disciple in one step, reached out and tore his sleeve, and a blade of inches long was suddenly revealed on his shoulder, and blood was dripping down the tip of the knife.

"You bear with it!" Huang Cang whispered, pressed the other party's shoulder with one hand, stretched out two fingers with the other hand to clamp the tip of the knife, and pulled out a few inches long blade from his shoulder, the other party's shoulder was suddenly splashed with blood, and one of the person's arms seemed to have been broken by someone, hanging softly beside him.

Huang Cang shook off the blade in his hand and pointed into the other party's wound.

Huang Cang dug a finger between the other party's arms, his face couldn't help but turn pale, and he quickly pulled out his fingers as if he had been burned by fire, and retreated a few steps back.

Only then did Li Xiaomei see that one of Huang Cang's fingers had been smoothed out by half as if it had been cut by a knife, and blood was gushing from the bone-revealing wound.

In the wound of the disciple of the Fire Gate, a sharp knife grew again. Just now, Huang Cang's fingers were sticking to this blade and slashing into the opponent's arm.

Huang Cang said in a deep voice: "The knife grew out of his bones. ”

If there is still a way to explain the faceless curse that the Holy Light Knight encountered just now. Now, this kind of thing of the long knife in the body can no longer be explained by secret techniques.

Huang Cang looked at the Fire Sect disciple, and the man struggled and said, "Two ...... Two knives ......"

As soon as he saw it, it burst out of the man's throat and slashed outward, and the cold light on the knife only flashed, and the man's head fell to the ground. The headless corpse stepped on its own blood and walked into the river and climbed into the cave of the castle.

I don't know, who said in the crowd: "He...... What did he mean by two knives?"

"Big ...... Probably to say...... The first person to die was a knife...... The second person to die is two knives, and so on......"

"Shut up!" Although Huang Cang was scolding angrily, the fear that was difficult to suppress had already surged out of people's hearts, and it could no longer linger.

Huang Cangqiang calmed himself and said, "Li Xiaomei, if you don't talk about the secret technique of disillusionment, how can you break the curse?"

Li Xiaomei said: "According to the legend, either you break the object that bears the curse, or you kill the person who bears the curse. ”

"Then try it......" Huang Cang was originally a thief among thieves, and he never knew what it meant to sit still, but now that he has been forced to a corner, the ferocity in his bones naturally bursts out.

Huang Cang stretched out his hand and pointed to a Huomen disciple: "You brought explosive* medicine to the formation and blew up the secret cave for me." ”

The disciple immediately jumped up and ran towards the city wall, and not long after the man ran out, the blade on his arm broke out, instantly cutting off one of the opponent's arms.

Before the man could scream, another sharp knife had already peeked through his leg......