Chapter 64: Fighting Methods
Zheng Ying's face was red and white, and there was no one in front of him at this time, the soldier with the gun had long since disappeared into the darkness, but his steps were as if he had been nailed, and there was no way to move at all.
He really didn't dare to look at what was going on in the place where the voice came from.
I wanted to go before, but I was angry, with a hot head, at this time after being stopped, this breath had already been discharged, and at this time, the voice was faster than the other, one was more poignant than the other, and every sound seemed to sound in the bottom of the heart, stimulating the soul of the person.
Looking at the place where the voice came from in front of him, he couldn't see anything in the black hole, and he fought a cold war, Zheng Ying felt goosebumps popping up layer after layer, where did he dare to go?
"This ...... Since it's inconvenient to go, then I'd better not go. ”
Jung Ying smiled awkwardly and retracted her steps in a gloomy manner.
"Humph!"
Fang Miao snorted coldly, no longer looked at Zheng Ying, but muttered to herself:
"What the hell is going on now?"
Except for Luo Tian, no one knew what was going on now, and he was not easy at this time.
The left hand holding the torch has exhausted all the strength of his body, and his arm is also covered with sweat, it is not a simple thing for anyone to maintain the same posture for the past twenty minutes, not to mention that Luo Tian has to do more than this, if it were not for a strong will, I am afraid that he would have given up at this time.
"Wow Wow Wow~~~~"
The sound of the straw man is getting louder and louder, and it is getting more and more poignant, it has reached the level of deafening, at the same time, the straw man is still trembling desperately, but the strange thing is that no matter how the straw man trembles, not a single straw on his body has fallen!
Staring at the straw man, Luo Tian suddenly shouted "ah", the torch in his left hand was inserted into the ground with a "whew", and the purple knife in his right hand slashed at the straw man fiercely!
"Humph! Don't! ”
In the distance, the eyes of the old man sitting cross-legged on the ground opened suddenly, his right hand pressed even more fiercely on the skull in front of him, and the incantation in his mouth sounded even more urgently, like a raging storm.
The straw man is the key to the whole witchcraft, if Luo Tian is allowed to break it, then everything is over!
The skull's eyes burned like oil in an instant, and in the darkness it shot forward like two knives!
Blood slowly gushed out of his nostrils, but at this time the old man couldn't take care of it, if he hadn't taken Luo Tian in his eyes before, then at this time he was already regretting how he could despise the other party so much, even fear.
It's just that at this time, where is there a way back?
Bite the tongue fiercely, a mouthful of blood "flutter" on the skull, and suddenly the original blue skull became red, as if soaked in blood, slowly became transparent, and it was faintly visible that there was a picture inside, it was in the distance of the small woods, a straw man hung on a branch, Luo Tianzheng pulled the knife and jumped high and waved towards the straw man.
"Bang!"
Luo Tian's knife slashed the strawman, he used all his strength, and the weight of the firewood knife was very heavy, the power of this knife can be imagined, but even so, when this knife slashed on the strawman, it made a metallic sound, as if it was cut on iron!
"Whew~~~"
Spit out a breath of turbidity, Luo Tian, who fell back to the ground, raised his head to look at the straw man, and found that not to mention cutting it off, even a straw did not fall.
A firewood knife made of steel can't help a straw man made of straw, which is very unreasonable, but Luo Tian doesn't feel strange at all.
After Luo Tian adjusted his breathing, he jumped up again, and every time he jumped, he would use all his strength to slash at the straw man.
When the brave meets on a narrow road, he learned this as early as when he was in the army. This straw man is obviously like this because of the other party's witchcraft, and in the face of such a situation, there is no choice but to fight hard and see who is powerful.
"Bang bang bang!"
In the silence of the night, the sound of the collision between the wood knife and the straw man became louder and more urgent.
The tiger's mouth in his right hand was in sharp pain one after another, and then a mushy feeling came, and Luo Tian knew that it must be a crack in the tiger's mouth.
But as if it wasn't his own hand, Luo Tian still slashed at the straw man one after another, one knife after another.
The eighteen straw men inserted on the ground were also burning more and more vigorously at this time, and it was even as if Luo Tian's whole person was surrounded inside.
At this time, the waving firewood knife was like a magnet that sucked the flames on the eighteen torches, forming an incomparably huge fire knife, which was fiercely walled on the straw man, and with each split, countless sparks would burst out.
All of a sudden, it was like a small meteor shower.
"Wow~~~~Wow~~~Wow~~~"
Suddenly, the straw man began to scream again.
"Huh!"
Luo Tian was overjoyed in his heart, he found that the resistance of the firewood knife when it was cut on the straw man at this time was not so great, as if it could be cut into it a little.
Soon, Luo Tian knew that his feeling was not wrong, the wood knife was indeed cut into the straw man: a trace of dirty blood flowed out of the straw man, and he could see clearly under the firelight.
The dirty blood flowed more and more, and as the chopping of the firewood knife splashed out, a lot of it was simply sprinkled directly on Luo Tian's face and body!
"Wow Wow Wow~~~"
The straw man shook like an old man who had suffered a stroke, and the straw began to fall one by one, and in the process of falling, the flame entrained on the wood knife was ignited and burned.
Fishy!
A disgusting stench filled the air, like a rotting corpse, because the sparks and the spilled blood from the straw men "collided" together and burned out.
"Humph! I see what else you have to do! ”
Luo Tianleng snorted, his right hand was even harder, and the flames on the firewood knife that he waved were even bigger, like a huge fan, the temperature around him suddenly rose, and all the blood spilled from the straw man was steamed, and the stench was even stronger, and the middle man wanted to vomit!
"Silk!"
The wood knife cut the lower part of the straw man, and the part that was tied into the straw man's foot was cut off, and the grass man let out a crazy cry of "ah" as if it were alive, and it spread far away.
What followed was like a fountain of dirty blood spurting out, squirting straight towards Luo Tian's front door.
"Rub!"
He didn't expect such a thing to happen, but he knew that he must not let the dirty blood stick to his body, so he quickly withdrew his hatchet and blocked it horizontally in front of him.
"Squeak!"
Dirty blood sprayed on the wood knife, and it gave off a stench of burnt meat.