Chapter 135: Ink Snake Sword

The blazing Dao fire scorched me worse than death. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Rakshasa Ghost held a hooked and sickle, with a graceful posture and a seductive posture, his eyes flashing with a hesitant expression.

The qi flowing in the body is becoming more and more vigorous, like mushrooms after rain, rampaging in the meridians of the whole body, one side is internal trouble, and the other side is external trouble...... The two phases were superimposed, and I was in pain and wanted to die.

I knelt on the ground, and the snake didn't dare to get too close to me, and the rakshasa changed his posture, holding a hook and sickle and despised the snake spirit.

"Look at the move!"

The Rakshasa ghost's body swept away, like a ghost.

"Phew!"

The sound of breaking the air was heard, and the thick snake body of the snake retreated, and the tip of the hook and sickle pierced into the concrete floor, and an inexplicable force exploded, shattering part of the concrete floor.

The dark blue pupils in the snake's eyes shone brightly, and the blood basin opened its mouth, and invisible sound waves burst out.

The Rakshasa ghost reached forward with one hand, and a force spread out from her palm, forming a vermilion shield.

The sound wave poured through, and the vermilion shield rippled slightly.

"Whew!"

Vanishing again, the snake's thick, powerful tail slammed into a void.

The Rakshasa suddenly appeared here, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he raised his spear and stabbed forward, touching the snake scales, stirring up a lot of sparks.

A few snake scales fell, the snake retracted its tail in pain, and the Rakshasa easily retreated back with a gun.

Reincarnated as a human body, the serpent stood in front of me, and there were a few minor breaks in his dark green robes.

The green tendons on my face were bare, and they burst out one by one, like the roots of an old tree, and my face was hideous...... The temperature of the Dao Fire became hotter and hotter, and his consciousness felt that he would be turned into slag in the next moment.

"Engong!" the snake was watching from the sidelines, and his face trembled with nervousness.

"Ahhh......h

I screamed in pain, and the qi in my body may have found a breakthrough, gushing out of my mouth, like an eagle striking the sky, and the sound of the explosion was like thunder and lightning.

The invisible qi just poured out of my mouth, and I could no longer perceive the slightest bit.

As for the Dao fire, it quieted down and gradually went out until it was extinguished.

Sweating profusely, I stood up panting, staggering to the brink of falling.

"Poof......" I spat a mouthful of black blood on the ground, and then vomited three mouthfuls of blood one after another, and my face suddenly turned pale.

"Eun Gong!"

The snake was holding me with concern, but in fact, he had been vigilant against the Rakshasa on the side.

"It's fine, it's supposed to be a build-up of bruises, although the way it drains is a little strange. I shook my head, and after a few mouthfuls of black blood spurted out, I was in much better spirits, and even felt a little stirring in my blood.

Especially in the spine, in the tail vertebrae, it is itchy as if something is about to grow.

Spit out the remaining blood at the corners of my mouth, and I stared at the Rakshasa seriously.

"What are you doing here, who sent you to the world?"

I straightened my back and asked.

"Who are you, and what do you have to do with him?" asked the rakshasa with a hook and sickle pointed at my nose.

"I'll tell you, and you tell me how you came to be here, how?" I thought about it and made a condition.

Rakshasa privately, living in the Shura realm, lives in the same realm as the asuras...... Asuras are enemies of the gods, while Rakshasas are invading humans, and it is hard to imagine that two different races can live in the same realm.

"If you don't say it, let's die! The smell of human flesh and blood is really nostalgic. Rakshasa privately stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, and rushed over with a hooked scythe.

"Engong, you retreat, I will protect you. The snake turned his hand and took out an ink snake sword, the snake tail is the hilt, the snake head is the tip of the sword, the snake letter stretches out and has a fork, and the tip of the sword has two forks.

Could it be that the snake has read Jin Yong's blue blood sword novel?

Aside from the different colors, the sword resembles a coiled snake.

"Be careful. "I took a half step back, and the snake held a sword to stop the Rakshasa privately.

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Knife and light gun films, Rakshasa is extremely fast, good at concealment, and the snake is a snake clan, born with quick movements and excellent reactions.

The two fought all the way and unknowingly entered the shrimp pond.

The snake sword went down, and the ink snake sword was like an ink snake, and the snake's head opened wide and bit the tip of the hook and sickle.

Rakshasa snorted coldly, shook his hand and withdrew the hook and sickle gun, tapped the pool water under his feet, and retreated a few meters and landed on the water, but he didn't sink.

"I can't see it, it's a bit of strength. Rakshasa sneered, and the hook and sickle spear reflected a cold light in the moonlight, on the shrimp pond.

"More than enough to kill you!" replied in a cold voice.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Rakshasa turned his private beautiful eyes upside down, his eyes contained evil energy, and the body of the hook and sickle spear glowed with brilliance, and suddenly a layer of vermilion covered the entire gun.

The spear jumped up, suddenly disappeared, and suddenly appeared in the air above the snake head.

The tip of the spear was cold, and it slashed straight down.

The snake dive into the water, and with a 'bang' from where it was standing just now, patches of water splashed down all over the sky, as if it was raining.

A sharp sword, the tip of the sword forked, and the inky energy swam, breaking out of the water and stabbing at the back of the rakshasa privately. (To be continued.) )