Chapter 55: The Strange Wound (Part 1)
The more than 100 ghosts that have just been killed, the highest level, that is, the phantom level.
The rest are ghosts that are not even ranked in class, and the quality is extremely low.
All of them were transformed, and "Tianxin Gong" didn't even improve by one level.
"You...... You, who the hell are ......"
Uncle Guo's mouth is wide enough to stuff an egg.
He was ready to sacrifice his life for righteousness, even if he risked his life, he would save the boy.
Outcome...... As a result, in the blink of an eye, the young man who was supposed to wait for his rescue destroyed half of the village with a knife, and wiped out all the ghosts around him.
"You're also from the Heavenly Alliance?"
Fang Yi put the hundred-meter big knife on his shoulder, and the big knife that broke through the sky and his small body were simply not proportional.
"Do you know the Heavenly Alliance?!"
Uncle Guomian was taken aback.
He didn't remember that there was such a genius boy in the Heavenly Alliance.
Don't...... Is it disguised?
Feeling uneasy in his heart, Uncle Guoface said nervously: "I am the main person in charge of this Heavenly Alliance's convening order, may I ask this ...... Senior, are you also a member of the Heavenly Alliance? ”
In the Heavenly Alliance, strength is respected.
Even if Uncle Guoface fights for his life, at most he can barely save one person surrounded by ghosts.
In contrast, it is naturally a higher level of righteousness.
They Heavenly Alliance, the purpose of this summoning order is not this cattle herding village, let alone that this place is originally a place where ghosts gather.
According to their goals, the members of the Heavenly Alliance summoned by this summoning order were sufficient to cope with this mission.
I didn't expect such a number of ghosts to appear at the meeting point.
Although he hadn't entered the village yet, after seeing a ghost of such a scale at the entrance of the village, Uncle Guoface had probably guessed what would happen to the members of the Heavenly Alliance who came earlier than him.
Hearing the question of the country-faced man, Fang Yi just smiled and did not answer, but closed his eyes, as if sensing something.
The night is darker, and the surroundings are calm.
The smoke and dust cleared, and the country-faced man approached.
All the way closer, and there were all the corpses lying on the ground.
All of them were broken in two, and the corpses were very decomposed, and there was hardly much rotten flesh hanging on their bodies.
On the skeleton, you can see the clothes of the villagers, who seem to be the local villagers of the cattle herding village.
More than a hundred corpses were scattered in a fan shape, and the initial point was the position occupied by Fang Yi.
Although he had already seen the terrifying power of Fang Yi's sword with his own eyes just now.
But now that he has a close look at the endgame again, it still shocks the heart of the country-faced man.
To be able to easily crush the phantom fog, it must at least be the strength of the phantom soldier.
Converted into human terms, that is the strong soldier!
Such figures, even in the headquarters of the local Heavenly Alliance, are only a few people.
Among them, there is absolutely no such person as Fang Yi!
Where is this senior, where did he come from, and why did he suddenly appear at the convening point of the Heavenly Alliance, is it an enemy or a friend......
There are countless questions that pop up in my mind, and I want to ask them clearly.
But the man with the national face knew that he couldn't speak.
A junior, a weak person whose strength barely reached the mist, is not qualified to talk to such a strong person.
Forcing a conversation will only cause displeasure.
With such a strong person, there is almost no force in the world that can restrain it.
Even if something is committed, most people will turn a blind eye.
In other words, if the question of the country-faced man angered Fang Yi, then he died in vain.
He's not stupid and knows when to open his mouth and what to keep shut.
Respectfully waiting beside Fang Yi, the country-faced man was full of doubts in his heart.
The ghost thing has been killed cleanly, why are the seniors standing still motionless?
Could it be ......
Stomp and tread.
The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from behind, interrupting the country-faced man's thoughts.
Looking back, I saw an old woman holding her wife's hand, as if she was wandering in the back garden, slowly approaching this side.
It was at this moment that Fang Yi slowly opened his eyes.
Turning around and looking at the old woman who had taken him in before, Fang Yi frowned slightly, and raised his head to point at the old woman.
"It's not you ......"
The fingertips moved and landed on the old man, Fang Yi's brows were still tightly locked.
“…… Nor are you. ”
As soon as she finished speaking, the old woman suddenly laughed, revealing a mouthful of mutilated yellow teeth.
Her wife also smiled, but the smile was weird.
The whole mouth is empty, there are no dentures, no tongue, only internal blood vessels, all over the mouth.
"Yes, it's not our ......"
“…… However, it is enough to have us. ”
The old woman and the old man are like a whole, taking steps in harmony.
As they moved forward step by step, the surface of the skin of the two old men gradually overflowed with white liquid.
However, in just a dozen steps, the liquid stopped overflowing, and the bodies of the two old men also became extremely emaciated, and the bones could almost be seen.
And the liquid dripping all the way is like fat in their body, leaving a place of oiliness.
Bang bang bang.
When the fat is completely removed, a series of strange noises sound.
I saw that the skin on the soles of the feet of the two old men was sticking to the ground piece by piece as they walked forward.
The skin on their faces also seemed to melt, sliding down little by little, revealing the white bones on their foreheads.
"It's up to you?"
Although the appearance of the two old men was weird and strange, Fang Yi did not have the slightest nervousness.
The hundred-meter-long knife slashed lightly......
Woohoo!
The two of them froze.
Two heads, rolled to the ground on the spot.
The head has fallen, the eyeballs are still wandering, and there is a weird smile on the corner of the mouth.
And the body, even lowering the waist, picked up the head, and put it on the neck.
Poof!
Fang Yi's neck was marked with blood on the spot, and blood spurted straight out.
Bang.
The country-faced man next to Fang Yi had even more round eyes, and he fell straight and straight without warning.
His neck had a scar the size of a bowl, almost cutting off his head, leaving only some flesh and blood still attached, which could be regarded as avoiding the fate of his head in a different place.
"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ......"
The country-faced man didn't know what was going on, and it was clear that Fang Yi's one was cut on those two ghosts.
But now, it was the two of them who were inexplicably hurt...... Moreover, almost fatally wounded.
Breathing becomes heavy and consciousness becomes blurred.
The national face man realized that this was a battle with no room for him to interfere, and it was a battle that far exceeded the upper limit of his strength.
Even...... Not even qualified to be a spectator!
At the end of his life, the man with a national face seemed to see that Fang Yi took out some medicine from the ring and wiped it on his neck, and the injury suddenly stopped.
It's a pity that his injuries are not the same as Fang Yi's injuries.
The national-faced man can sense that the power of the attacks fed back by the two ghosts is actually the same.