Chapter 112: Boss Battle (2)

"Guys, where are you now?" Putting the destroyed white puppet core in his hand, Jiang Xin rushed over again.

"That puppet was solved?" The black pipe glanced at him and moved his shoulders and elbows twice: "The magic weapon on this guy's body is too annoying, we are thinking about whether to activate the third noose." ”

"Can't deal with magic weapons?" Jiang Xin was a little puzzled: "Isn't the purple fire on Bao'er's head specially burned Qi, this can't be dealt with." ”

"Difficult." Heiguan'er nodded: "The thing that can be called a thief devouring beast has been staring at it, as long as there is purple fire, it will be taken away by it as soon as possible." ”

"That's right." Jiang Xin didn't say that he had such a means as Ziyan, but nodded: "Then you can discuss it." ”

After that, he stepped on his feet, and rushed directly towards Ma Xianhong with the ghost of Sensen, turning into 'gravel' with Qi in his mouth, and then touched it violently.

Innuendo!

Although the ghost is vicious, there are not many means, and the only thing that can be used is this insinuation.

"Hidden weapon!" Glancing at the black sand flying from the air, Ma Xianhong frowned, and did not rely on the talisman to resist, but took a few steps to avoid it.

This avoidance, he himself was indeed safe, but the shadow behind him that was stretched narrow by the moonlight was exposed.

As if it had encountered the surface of the water, the seemingly inconspicuous sand and gravel fell silent for the moment it touched the shadow, and then completely dissolved.

The next moment, Ma Xianhong's originally pitch-black shadow gradually appeared a mottled color, and the smooth edges also became rough, and wisps of black fluttered outside.

"It's done!"

Not only Jiang Xin, but also a hint of surprise in Qiu'er's eyes: "Being able to directly bypass the refiner's magic weapon to attack the body, this method is really scary!" ”

Jiang Xin himself didn't expect things to really go so smoothly, he knew that the magic weapon could block all malicious attacks against the user, and he tried to use the ghost's ability to attack the shadow at will.

It was just an attempt, but I didn't expect it to be true!

Ghosts, insinuations, whether it is a shadow or the body, as long as they are hit, they will have sores all over their bodies, and if they are not treated, they will die, and Jiang Xin also deliberately added some five evil qi to those black gravel.

Even if it is an alchemist, the essence of the body is still fragile, no matter how strong the outer skin is, the internal organs are still soft and fragile.

"Everyone, don't worry." Jiang Xin stretched out his hand and slapped at Ma Xianhong, and withdrew with his strength: "My means have hit his body, wait and see." ”

"Joke!" Ma Xianhong snorted coldly, glanced at the Three Treasure Orbs that were still functioning normally, and sneered disdainfully: "Delusional use of the Heart Attack Technique." ”

"Of course not." Jiang Xin smiled: "Sect Master Ma, after fighting with us for so long with your magic weapons, you don't really think that you are an alien who focuses on boiling your body, right?" ”

"Your magic weapons are magical, but in order to design and manufacture these magic weapons, I'm afraid it took you a lot of effort, time is spent on this, your physical fitness, does it really match your current combat effectiveness?"

Pointing to Ma Xianhong's face, Jiang Xin continued: "Touch your face, sores have begun to form on it." ”

Subconsciously reached out and touched the side of his face, a tingling pain came instantly, and when he took it down, some cloudy body fluids had already appeared on it.

"Sect Master Ma, you better admit defeat." Several temporary workers had different expressions: "You have been ignoring one thing, we are here to deal with you, the one who is missing, what is he doing now?" ”

The expression on Ma Xianhong's face gradually condensed, and then was replaced by boundless rage: "Zhang Chulan! ”

"Why do you want to provoke him?" Jiang Xin sighed: "Originally, people might have to surrender." ”

"Is it possible?" Heiguan'er shook his head: "If you don't destroy his last bit of hope, how can a person like him surrender easily." ”

"That makes sense. Forget it, let's keep fighting. Jiang Xin shook his head and chased after him: "I hope the injuries on his body can make him easier to deal with." ”

"You're still chasing!" Ma Xianhong's eyes showed a trace of murderous intent, and with his fingers together, under the envoy of Zhen Qi, the steel knife in Feng Baobao's hand instantly turned, leaving a blood groove on his body.

On the other side, on the black shirt on the black pipe, the delicate wool thread seemed to come to life, piercing his heart like a steel needle.

As if he had been hit hard, Heiguan'er waited for a while, and then fell to the ground naturally, while Feng Baobao on the other side threw away the handle of the knife in his hand and chased after him again.

The other people didn't stop at all, but Lao Meng stayed: "Heiguan'er, Heiguan'er, you're okay." ”

"It's fine." He didn't move: "Has Ma Xianhong gone away?" ”

Lao Meng looked at it, and only said after a while: "Now it's far away." ”

"That's good." One turned over and sat up, and the black pipe tore up one of his owns, and several lines inserted in his muscles were also pulled out together: "Fortunately, I have rough skin and thick meat, and these eight wonder skills are really unguardable." ”

Glancing at the four articles on the ground, Heiguan'er pressed the headphones: "Everyone, don't fight with this guy casually, my clothes and Bao'er's knife were completed by him in just a few seconds." ”

"Everyone, pay attention, not only magic weapons, but all the dead things that have been touched by him may now become his weapons!"

......

"Sure enough." After easily solving the few strangers in front of him, Wang Ye had just relaxed a little in his heart, and a sharp wind suddenly came from behind him.

"What people!" Shocked in his heart, Wang Ye had no time to use the spell again, so he could only move his body to avoid the vital point, and then cast the Eight Gates to carry his position a little farther away.

But it was this short incident that did not take a breath, and the person who attacked behind it had left a deep blood mark on Wang Ye's shoulder near his neck.

"How is that possible!" Quickly standing up, Wang Ye looked at the strangers in front of him, his eyes were full of surprise: "Look like this, it is indeed those strangers in the village, but why can't Jin Ji stop him!" ”

Looking at the few figures still suspended in mid-air in the distance, Wang Ye couldn't calm down in his heart: "Chaos Jin Ji is indeed playing a role, this guy has a problem!" ”

Seeing that the pattern in the formation was rising again, the man did not attack, but like a mixture of smoke, his body gradually dissipated: "Failed... Boy, you're lucky, but you won't be going to be lucky one day..."

"What the hell!" Seeing a large living person completely dissipate like smoke in front of him, Wang Ye's heart was also fluctuating.

Stretching out his hand to grab the air, the wound that was pulled emitted a tingling pain, Wang also remembered that he was injured, and simply sealed the wound, Wang also found some bandages and medicine from the village to deal with it.

Seeing that the wound was no longer oozing blood, Wang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief: "There is already a fight over there, let's go over and have a look first." ”