Chapter 158: A Sword Breaks the Soul
Possessed? Zhang Chuang's heart was shocked, he had never heard of this new term, but he knew that Bi Fang's strength and speed had greatly increased after he became this half-human, half-bird appearance, and it seemed that there would inevitably be a bitter battle tonight.
"Haha! I really think I'm an angel if I have a few feathers, and if you have any high-pole means, just use it, you're welcome! Zhang Chuanglang laughed twice, pulled out two three-edged military thorns from his back waist with his backhand, held a military thorn in each hand and looked at the opponent coldly, exuding a dignified and fierce aura all over his body.
Bi Fang's eyes flashed red, and he said in a cold voice: "Where do I seem to have heard your voice, who are you?" β
In fact, after the possession, not only did he improve his strength and speed, but even his thinking became much sharper, and he had already heard a hint from the other party's voice.
Zhang Chuang didn't answer, he bent down and rushed forward, the military thorns in his hands were like two poisonous snakes with open mouths and teeth, devouring Bi Fang's throat and chest, he had experienced too many desperate fights, and he never hesitated to shoot.
Bi Fang stood still, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and the two big wings instantly blocked in front of him with a loud breath, only to hear two soft pops, the military thorn was fiercely pierced on the wings, Zhang Chuang only felt that the military thorn seemed to have pierced a thick piece of soft rubber, and he stopped moving after piercing it for an inch, no matter how hard he used his hand, he couldn't pierce it again.
Zhang Chuang's heart was shocked, and he was about to retreat, but unexpectedly, his two wings suddenly opened, and a sharp claw of Ji Zhang buckled towards the door in front of him, and he immediately waved his military thorn to block in shock, only to hear a soft sound, and the hood had been torn by the tip of the claw, revealing his true face.
Bi Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a stunned expression appeared on his face, but it quickly turned into ecstasy, and he raised his head and let out a nervous strange smile: "Truly...... It turned out to be you, very good, very good, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to break in hell. β
"Who will go to hell, look guy!" Zhang Chuang let out a low shout, jumped forward, and pounced forward, the military thorn in his hand was like an antelope hanging horns, and it was slashed out from the bottom to the top, and stabbed at Bi Fang's throat. This trick seems to be unremarkable, but in fact, it hides a very powerful backhand, and I don't know how many iron-blooded mercenaries have died under the military spur before.
A faint hint of disdain floated at the corner of Bi Fang's mouth, and his incomparably agile wings instantly blocked in front of him, this kind of Cheng DΓΉ's attack might be difficult for ordinary people to resist, but in his eyes, it was as ridiculous as a dragonfly shaking a pillar.
Woohoo! The two army thorns touched the surface of the wings as if they were oiled and slid down, Zhang Chuang's body fell downward, and the military thorns in his hand went straight to Bi Fang's lower abdomen, all the movements seemed to be flowing in one go, fast, accurate, ruthless, and the three flavors were complete, and the connection between the movements was not hindered at all, even if the opponent reacted and wanted to change the move half a beat late.
Poof! The military thorn flashed two black lights, and pierced into Bi Fang's lower abdomen, Zhang Chuang's eyes flashed two sharp lights, and his hands spun sharply, he tried his best to pierce the military thorn deeper, and it was best to put the opponent to death immediately.
Bi Fang, who was heavily injured, did not have the slightest pain on his face, looked down at Zhang Chuang, who gritted his teeth hard, and said coldly: "Good means, but unfortunately it is useless for me." Before the words fell, he flew up and kicked Zhang Chuang in the chest, kicking him so that he flew out with a muffled snort, and his back hit the dirt slope heavily, pausing and sliding down.
Zhang Chuang knelt on one knee, his eyes stared at the two army thorns in Bi Fang's abdomen, it stands to reason that he would definitely bleed when he was stabbed by the three-edged army, but there was not a single blood spot at his wound, so he must have used some special method to defend.
"Weird, right? You're going to die anyway, so I'm going to make it hard to satisfy your curiosity. Bi Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, stretched out two long claws and teeth to clamp one of the military thorns and pulled it out, put it on the ground at will, and then drew a gourd to clamp out the second one.
Zhang Chuang didn't speak, gritted his teeth and looked coldly at Bi Fang who gently opened the placket with one of his claws, revealing a large piece of fine and thick feathers, overlapping and overlapping like a fine Lin armor often worn by ancient war generals, it was these strange feathers that blocked the military thorns and kept the surname Bi from harm.
"The surname Bi, where is Mo Qingxi?" Zhang Dashao knelt on one knee, his left palm pressed against his chest, his right hand clenched into a fist on the ground, and the corner of his eye swept to the side of the dirt slope, Bi Fang's strength completely subverted his previous cognition, but he still had the strength to fight, and he would never give up lightly until the moment his heart stopped.
Bi Fang sneered and said: "It doesn't matter if you sue you, the little girl surnamed Mo was taken by Situ Wenbo, tsk...... That girl is still an original product, but it's a pity that it's cheaper than Situ Wenbo's kid......"
"Flat-haired brute, you can't be left behind!" An angry cry came from above the dirt slope, like a thunder cow roaring on dry land, shaking people's eardrums.
Bi Fang looked up, only to see a silver light hanging down from the top of the soil slope, as if a waterfall that was just gushing out of the water hanging upside down from the top of his head, the waterfall was waterless, but it contained an awe-inspiring murderous aura, which startled him to fan his wings and fly back.
The silver light that fell from the air seemed to be given life, and suddenly flashed towards Bi Xiangmen five feet above the ground, and the lightning flashed indescribably fast, and flew through his neck in an instant.
Cold! One last thought flashed through Bi Fang's mind, and the next second he heard a pop, and he saw the pitch-black ground up close for the last time......
Warm blood gushed out from the neck of the headless corpse, like a bright red fountain, the corpse stood frozen for two seconds and fell to the ground, Bi Fang's head was a few meters away, the empty eyes were unwillingly wide, the person was already dead.
After the possession, Bi Fang has the power that ordinary people can't imagine, he thought that he would win, he never thought that he would move his head the next moment, as the so-called happiness and sorrow, the reality is so cruel.
The white light that killed Bi Fang suddenly stopped, and Zhang Chuang saw an old man in white with his hair in a bun on his head, holding a long sword with cold light shining in his hand, and a drop of blood solidified on the tip of the sword.
"Stay with Hou Zhu, you go!"
The old man in white turned his back to Zhang Chuang, he couldn't see his appearance, and it was not difficult to judge that he was not young from the silver threads on his head, but he spoke with a full temperament and did not look old at all.
The expression on Zhang Chuang's face changed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Thank you seniors for making a move, but Sui Hou Zhu is a friend of mine, I can't just give it to you, unless you give me a reason." β
"My name is Mo Jiutian, and I am still Mo Lingxiao's elder, if you leave now, someone will come and deal with the corpse."
The old man in white asked lightly, and the long sword in his hand disappeared in an instant with a slight shake, if it weren't for the thunderbolt method that I saw him beheading with a sword just now, I am afraid that he would be regarded as an old magician.
Zhang Chuang's heart was relieved for a while, he took out the brocade box from his pocket and stretched out his hand to the old man in white, his hand was just halfway out, and suddenly the white shadow flashed in front of him, and the old man in white had disappeared, looking down at his palm with a stunned expression, but found that the palm was empty......