The masked man called Remnant Sound pinched the strange magic trick in both hands, and countless purple vines instantly drilled out of the ground under his feet, swinging fiercely in the air, protecting it in the center.

The lightning shot out again, with the sound of breaking the sky, attacking the villagers who rushed up.

These vines are infinitely powerful and fast, like sharp arrows shot out, some directly through the opponent's chest, and some quickly wrap around the enemy's waist or lower plate, and suddenly throw out with force.

Those unlucky villagers are like broken pockets, and they crash into the surrounding mountain walls with a muffled sound of "bang", although they will not die on the spot, but they will inevitably break their bones and tendons, and most of their lives will be lost.

Three extremely bright light beads shine around the strange array, like seven stars on the top of the head, stepping on gossip, three heads of illusion, six arms flying like electricity, and one by one fleshy palms are frequently photographed.

Each palm was full of strength, slapping on the brains of those villagers, and suddenly the brains splashed, the sturdy heads were shattered alive, and the corpses were also shaken out, and slapped on the mountain wall, that is, the rubble flew indiscriminately, splashing everywhere.

The crimson blood had already stained his face mask red, but he didn't care, and seemed to enjoy the pleasure of killing very much, and the constant laughter of the creepy was heard, like a demon crawling out of hell.

The sturdy middle-aged man maintained his usual composure, and the Gabala bowl in his hand did not know what was mysterious, but at this moment, a black mist was filled.

The black mist was like some kind of liquid, like powder, rippling back and forth as he moved back and forth, spilling forward from time to time, drifting towards the crazy villagers who surrounded him.

The villagers who were stuck by these black mist were like enchanted people, howling bitterly, and soon lost the murder weapon in their hands, and kept scratching their skin with their nails, and in the blink of an eye, they cut off the skin and shed blood.

Their scratches became more and more ferocious, as if they were extremely itchy, and their whole bodies were drenched with blood from their own fingernails, like crazy demons.

The spirits on the back of the sturdy man were extremely excited, and one by one they roared out, pounced on the skinless villagers and munched on the flesh and blood, and in this group of spirits, I even saw the two imps I encountered on the plane.

At this moment, these two little ghosts were frantically grabbing food with the ghosts, and one of them even bit the belly of the villager and drilled directly into the man's stomach......

Blood splattered and the sound of flesh and bones were so bloody that even I, who had seen many big scenes, felt like my stomach was churning.

With the passage of time, the menacing villagers suffered heavy casualties, not counting the injured, there were enough thirty or forty people who were killed by us, countless stumps and broken bones on the ground, blood stains quickly condensed, and wet flowers stuck to their feet.

But the number of villagers was more than a hundred, which was too many, and the tragic deaths of their companions and the bloody battle did not frighten them, but they were all red-eyed, furious, and continued to pounce on them with screams in their mouths.

The little black under my feet barked violently, as if to alert me. Before I could react, I was swept by a flat shoulder on my calf, and the pain pierced my heart, and my steps were unsteady, and I almost fell.

When people are mad, they are more terrible than demons and monsters. That's what I felt at that moment.

And the only four remaining white-gauze ladies obviously knew how powerful we were, and they refused to make a move, floating in the air strangely, using these hapless Saipan villagers as cannon fodder, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack.

When it was too late, a villager came out of my side, took a hoe in his hand, and smashed it down on my head. At the same time, a guy with a chai knife behind me also raised his knife and slashed me in the back. qq

When I was swept on my calf just now, I had already quickly adjusted my pace, and the gossip direction that Tianxuan stepped on under my feet had already flowed as usual, so naturally I would not be hit.

At the moment, he turned sideways slightly, first dodged the falling hoe, and with a strange sword in his right hand, he quickly moved forward and came out of the enemy's chest.

At the same time, he silently recited the five-character proverb, his mind turned into a knife, and his left hand turned into a hand knife, prompting a four-way change of Arhat seal, which was cut on the neck of the villager with the firewood knife.

I heard a "click", and the villager's neck was broken by my hand knife, and the whole person didn't snort, and fell to the ground softly.

The villager with the hoe in hand was also stabbed in the heart by me, and blood foamed from his mouth and splashed on my face, which was hot and fishy. I flipped my right wrist and was about to pull out the strange sword that had stabbed him in the chest, when I suddenly felt a tightness in my arm.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a white silk flying down from mid-air and instantly wrapped around my arm, and I immediately understood that it was those haunting white gauze ladies who sneaked attack.

After wrapping around my arm, the white silk quickly tightened and forced, trying to repeat the old trick, and dragged me into the air again.

But its strength was not as good as before, and my reaction was fast, and the true qi of my whole body rippled, and my feet seemed to take root, standing firmly, and there was a stalemate for a while.

In the past, these ladies had brute strength on their white silk, and at this moment they could compete with it, even I didn't expect it.

However, calculating the current time, it is about five o'clock in the morning, and the white gauze lady is a ghost, although the ghost can also master the ghost path and some sharp moves after cultivation, but they are yin and evil after all, and they are restrained by the right time and place.

There is a time limit on the means of casting, and the physical strength cannot be compared to that of a cultivator, and the energy will soon be exhausted after a short burst. To put it simply, it's similar to our cold-blooded animals in nature.

For example, an angler weighing more than 100 catties can catch a big fish of several hundred catties, and this is exactly the reason.

These ladies have been fighting with us for a long time, and their peak period has passed, so they dare not confront us head-on, so they can only sneak attack in secret, and their strength is greatly reduced.

But having my arms wrapped around me is tantamount to losing my freedom, and there are so many enemies around me that it will definitely be disadvantageous if I continue to stalemate. I was just thinking of a way to do it, when I saw a purple vine break through the ground under my feet and wrap around the white silk accurately.

The vine circled rapidly, all the way up, and in a blink of an eye, it grew to a height of two meters, and spread along the white silk towards the lady floating in the air.

The lady exclaimed, and also knew the power of this vine, so she accepted the white silk without hesitation, her body swayed, and retreated.

I was overjoyed in my heart, knowing that it was the remnant sound and helping each other in secret. This woman's identity is a mystery, she has helped me several times, is it really an old man? Who could she be?

The shackles of my right hand were untied, and my strange sword was pulled from the chest of the villager who had long since hung up, and I was free again. The purple vines silently re-burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

The battle was fierce, and there were more than one or two villagers surrounding me, and before I could turn around, a gust of wind came from behind.

In the afterglow, a steel fork came fiercely, piercing the back of my heart......