Chapter 32 is full of twists and turns

"Old thing, you don't think you can take me down like this, do you?

A trace of madness flashed in Wang Zhong's eyes, and he seemed to be roaring with the last of his strength, I don't know if he was stubborn. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The old drunken ghost Tiger pupils were stunned, and then the corners of his mouth curled up and his feet exerted force again, and after Wang Zhong spurted the last stream of blood from his mouth, he lost his breath as if he was dead. The old drunkard was at the mercy of his bestiality at the moment, and any word of the king was in his ears the gunpowder that aroused his wrath.

As if Wang Zhong was really dead, he lay quietly at the feet of the old drunkard, without the slightest resistance.

The old drunkard's eyes were also puzzled, the prey was dead, so the big cat naturally lost interest. The old drunkard jumped down from the shell, and at that moment, there was an exclamation from behind him.

"Old man!"

Teng Yuhu, Su Bai and others had already come to the battlefield, but they saw that the battle ended like a withering and decaying under the strength of the old drunk. Just when everyone was relieved, Teng Yuhu saw the incredible scene, the big knife with dark red lines left on the ground actually floated up by itself, and came to the top of the old drunkard's head without noticing.

"Goodbye!"

The familiar voice rang out, close to the ears of the old drunk. I saw that the big knife hanging in the air, starting from the hilt, gradually emerged a figure. His body was covered with black lines, and the aura emanating from those black lines made people feel a strong power contained in them.

The parts of the body that were haunted by black lines showed a translucent black, as if they were spirits in the era of the legendary immortal law.

The black mist surrounding the figure's face faded, revealing the face below.

Wang Zhong smiled fiercely, but his whole face was covered with black lines, like the slightest bruises under his skin, which looked very terrifying.

The big knife in his hand suddenly had black liquid flowing through the blade, those dark red patterns were like water channels, and the black liquid flowed along the lines throughout the blade, and when he finished doing all this, the fog around Wang Zhong's body was much lighter, and his body became more transparent.

However, the big knife seemed to be awakened, and in an instant it emitted a dazzling light, with a scorching breath, and the king laughed and slashed at the old drunkard's head.

As the broadsword hovered over the old drunkard's head, the beast's instinctive perception of danger sensed something was wrong. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Wang Zhong's body at his feet as it had dried up like a deflated balloon, and he had already expected something, so he bounced his legs away and dodged the flaming slash.

"What! This pig is a ghost?"

Teng Yu Tiger Monster shouted, and Su Bai looked at it suspiciously.

"It shouldn't be wrong, that's the [Hungry Ghost Dao] Spirit. ”

Teng Yuhu frowned and said in a low voice.

"Hungry Ghost Dao?"

"Yes, through the blood, one of the six realms can master the power of the Hungry Ghost Dao, and it is somewhat similar to the Animal Dao in that the Hungry Ghost Dao spirit changes his body form by guiding the blood to the whole body. It is a form between a spirit and an entity, which becomes a physical body when attacking others and a spirit when it is hidden, and it is an extremely difficult constitution. Moreover, the Hungry Ghost Dao was extremely hungry, so much so that every drop of its blood was like a tiny demon, capable of eroding everything it touched in an instant. ”

Su Bai listened and asked:

"Wouldn't that be able to beat him?"

"It's not like there's no way to ......"

Teng Yu Tiger Shen color road.

"As long as the moment he transforms into a physical entity...... Wounds for wounds!"

"Is that because entities only manifest when he attacks?"

Teng Yuhu was silent, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence, but his expression became solemn.

The old drunken man dodged Wang Zhong's slash sideways, but the fur on his body was scorched a little, and he looked a little embarrassed. The old drunkard screamed wildly, and the whistling sound shook people's eardrums. However, Wang Zhong was not affected in the slightest, and he was transformed into a spirit body, immune to all physical attacks.

After the aftermath of the old drunkard's tiger roar also faded, Wang Zhong's figure walked out of the void, and it happened to be in the same position behind the old drunkard, and it was also a reddened big knife that was like a burn, bringing a scorching wave to fly behind the old drunkard.

Once again, the old drunkard dodged the sudden blow with the keen sense of a beast.

After Wang Zhong entered the spirit body, his body turned into a wisp of black mist, which could perfectly blend into the environment in this dark night, and Wang Zhong, who occupied a favorable location, slowly regained his advantage, and slashed again and again, so that the old drunk could only be in a state of dodge all the time, and had no time to fight back, let alone seize the moment of Wang Zhong's attack and counterattack his entity.

Seeing that the battle situation is becoming more and more biased towards Wang Zhong, Teng Yuhu's eyes are becoming more and more dignified.

"Hahaha, weren't you arrogant just now? Then look at me like you! I hope you can keep that look when I taste your soul, huh?"

Wang Zhong was like a ghost in the night, his whereabouts were erratic, and the weakness of the original Hungry Ghost Dao in attack power was completely made up for by this Horcrux that had refined the blood of the Heavenly Dao Fire Spirit.

As long as this knife is allowed to drink the blood, it can stimulate the yang flame contained in it, and the more blood this knife drinks, the greater the yang flame it can release, and the temperature will also rise and be infinitely close to the temperature of the real solar fire.

It can be said that the blood that Wang Zhong lost to activate the Horcruxes made himself temporarily weak, and after a period of fighting, the weakness at that time had been completely compensated. Because of the continuous fighting, the old drunkard began to hang flowers on his body, and the big knife absorbed more and more blood from the wound of the old drunk, and the sun on the blade became more and more intense, and the victory seemed to have lost to the old drunk. 、

"Die!"

Seeing that he was about to succeed in one blow, Wang Zhong smiled hideously and slashed into the shoulder of the old drunkard. The old drunkard roared in pain, and Wang Zhong listened to the painful voice, but there was a burst of pleasure in his heart.

Hee-hee-hee, strength is everything! You weak people are my food!

But suddenly, Wang Zhong's eyes darkened, and just when his eyes reappeared, he found that his lower abdomen was pierced through the abdomen by the old drunkard's nearly half-meter-long claws, and blood gushed out like pillars.

Due to his carelessness, the old drunk seized the opportunity to fight back, and at the cost, one of the old drunkard's shoulders was severely burned. The slash wasn't very deep, but the sun flame it carried on it burned the old drunk's muscles to the point of burning his muscles the moment it entered the old drunk's shoulder.

Just like Teng Yuhu said, he exchanged injuries for injuries, and when Wang Zhong thought he was successful, he also used color. All the things that Teng Yuhu knew about the spirit were all taught to him by the old drunk, and of course the old drunk himself knew how to deal with it, even if he had lost his reason at the moment, the body still remembered the combat countermeasures.

The old drunkard gritted his teeth and raised his arm with a tiger's head, and the tiger's eyes were aimed at Wang Zhong's eyes, and the tiger's mouth opened slightly to face Wang Zhong's face.

Wang Zhong only saw that the tiger's head, which was originally like a dead thing, suddenly flashed a glimmer of light in his all-white eyes, and he clearly felt that a powerful killing move was brewing in the tiger's mouth, so powerful that he had to withdraw the big knife embedded in the flesh of the old drunken ghost, and chose to turn back into a spirit body to avoid this move.

Wang Zhong reacted very quickly, and the old drunkard was not slow, the tiger's mouth let out a hurricane roar, and an air bomb shot out from the tiger's mouth, Wang Zhong was like being hit by an elephant, and the whole person flew out upside down.

This air bomb is naturally also the old drunkard's use of qi, on the basis of the Yangguan three stacks, it can charge in the tiger's mouth, and when it is finally released, it can cause a huge impact.

The corners of the old drunkard's mouth were raised wickedly, and he looked unruly, coupled with his infinitely close to three meters of stature and wild unkempt hairstyle, showing full wildness.

Wang Zhong flew out upside down for more than ten meters, and did not stop until he was stopped by a pile of garbage. The huge impact kicked off a pile of garbage and rained down the sky.

Everyone looked at the place where Wang Zhong fell, and in the pile of garbage, a man appeared, he staggered, and when he appeared in the eyes of everyone, he saw that his face was swollen, and his seven orifices were bleeding, and he could not see his original appearance.

"Wow!"

Wang Zhong coughed up a mouthful of blood, he had already received a lot of injuries, and now he was even more injured. The old drunkard was no better, his body was full of scorched wounds, especially the blow that he had just raised his arm to give Wang Zhong the blow that was caused by the huge wound on his shoulder, which involved the wound, and now that arm was not too big at all.

The situation is tense again......

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