Knock knock knock!!

Not long after Wang Xu closed the door, there was a knock on the door outside, and Martin's whisper: "Can I go in and drink saliva?" I'm thirsty and hungry now, so I'll drink a little water and eat something and leave, and I'll never trouble you. ”

Glancing at the door, Wang Xu had thought in his eyes, and he really wanted to come to something.

He was still thinking about it, and if Martin had a problem, he would definitely try to get close to him in every possible way.

As soon as the idea came to mind, Martin knocked on the door, whether he had a problem or was he thinking too much.

"I'll play with you and see where you are!" Wang Xu put the long knife into the space ring, stepped forward and opened the door.

Outside the door, Martin saw the door open, nodded gratefully, rubbed his hands and walked inside.

Wang Xu closed the door with his backhand, took out two cans of canned beef from the refrigerator, threw them on the sofa, and said, "Do you want to drink some red wine?" ”

"Okay!" Martin sat on the couch, holding the can and smiling shyly.

Wang Xu picked up the red wine from the table and poured two glasses without saying a word.

After pouring the wine, he glanced back at Martin, took two copper coins from the spatial ring on his hand and stuffed them into the wine glass.

These two copper coins are offering money, engraved on the front with the Taoist Sanqing, and on the back are engraved with Amitayus Shouzun.

The function of offering money is to worship the immortal Buddha, as a thing to bear the incense, it has the effect of warding off evil spirits and driving away evil spirits, and it is absolutely impossible to touch evil things.

"Drink!" Wang Xu put the wine glass containing the offering money on the coffee table in front of Martin.

Martin picked up the wine glass, stopped when he was about to put it to his lips, shook his head and said, "I can't drink enough, I'll get drunk if I drink a little, so forget it." ”

"Don't, this is a toast, don't you want to drink the toast?" Wang Xu didn't wait for Martin to put down the wine glass, and then held his right hand.

Martin smiled and nodded, holding his glass to his lips.

Syllable!!!

Before the glass could reach his mouth, Martin's hand suddenly shook, and the glass fell to the ground and shattered.

The red wine was spilled all over the ground, and so was the money for the offerings.

Martin stood up embarrassedly and argued, "I'm sorry, my hands are shaking." ”

Wang Xu didn't speak and just looked at him, and Martin also looked at Wang Xu, and the atmosphere was a little solemn for a while.

After a while, Wang Xu glanced at the offering money on the ground and said, "You are not Martin, who are you?" ”

"I..."

Martin didn't wait for him to speak, and Wang Xu grabbed it out.

As soon as I grabbed it, I grabbed it, and then I saw that Martin had left the sofa and sat on a chair not far away.

"Where did I slip a flaw?" Martin spoke half-male and half-female, and the scalps of those who listened were numb.

Wang Xu had a right hand, and the long knife instantly appeared from the space ring, and he grabbed it in his hand, and the blade pointed forward: "Martin loves his cigarette gun more than his own life, you say that I will doubt you if you lose the cigarette gun." ”

"I see!" Martin tore his hand at his face, as if he had removed a human skin mask, and instantly turned into a pale ghost.

The demon had long hair and a shawl, bared fangs, nails as long as daggers on his hands, and a pale and blue face.

Wang Xu narrowed his gaze after just one glance, and whispered: "Painted skin ghost, it's still the old version of painted skin!" ”

"Give me your heart, give it to me!" After the painted skin ghost showed its original form, it flew violently and pounced on Wang Xu.

The painted skin ghost in the old version is a man, but his voice is a woman, compared with Zhou Xun's version of the glamorous painted skin, he is so ugly that he is at his grandmother's house.

With a backhand grab, the two spirit runes were taken out by Wang Xu and pasted directly on the blade, and the starting hand was a sweep of thousands of troops.

As soon as the skin ghost's hands touched the blade of the knife, it was directly bounced out, and at the same time, the spirit rune that Wang Xu pasted on also had a fireless spontaneous combustion.

"Eat me!" Wang Xu blessed the long knife with true qi, and the half-meter-long pale golden crescent sword swept out.

The painted skin ghost plucked the onion on the dry ground, smashed through the window and flew out.

At the same time, Wang Xu's sword slashed into the wall, and in the splash of stone and wood, the entire western wall did not exist.

"Demon, where to go!" Wang Xu pointed to the ground on his toes, and chased directly with a long knife.

When I got outside, I saw that the Paintboy was standing where he had planted the bomb.

"Die!" Wang Xu raised his hand and patted it on the watch, and the next second, a deafening roar sounded.

The flying smoke and dust covered the vision, Wang Xu flew out upside down with a long knife in his hand, and stood firmly on the roof and looked down.

In the eye, a large pit of more than five meters exploded on the ground, and the painted skin ghost stood in the middle of the pit, as if he had not received any damage.

"Physical immunity?" Wang Xu frowned, took out twenty-four demon-breaking flying knives, and put them around his waist with the bag where the flying knives were inserted.

Hands rose and fell, three blessings of runes and cinnabar, palm-sized demon-breaking flying knives broke out of the air.

The painted skin monster laughed and struck down the throwing knives one by one with his claws.

Judging from Wang Xu's position, every time the Painted Skin Ghost dropped a flying knife, he would take a step back, and green smoke continued to rise from his claws.

"Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers!"

Wang Xu pulled the belt on his hand and threw all the remaining twenty-one flying knives into the sky, and at the same time flew up.

Dingding!!

Wang Xuren took out his knife in mid-air, and the blade kept hitting the flying knife, knocking the flying knife out like a bullet.

Twenty-one shots in a row, and all twenty-one throwing knives were shot.

Wang Xu didn't wait to land, stepped on his right foot to his left foot, his body instantly rose again, and he shouted in a low voice: "The flying dragon is in the sky, and the knife is infinite!" ”

Whoosh!!

In front were twenty-one flying knives, and in the back were five golden blades.

Wang Xu lifted the Yijin Sutra, and the whole person was reflected in the pale golden true qi, descending from the sky like a golden-armored god of war, and pounced on the painted skin ghost who was shooting down the flying knife.

The Painted Skin Ghost is very high, and the spell on the Demon Breaking Flying Knife can only force him to take a step back.

When Wang Xu fell from the sky, all twenty-one flying knives had been shot down by him, and even the five swords were flashed by him.

But this is enough, the sword and the Demon Breaking Flying Knife have bought him enough time, and Wang Xu's favorite is close combat.

"Slash the Sky!" The long knife in his hand was swung in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree rotation, followed by a heavy downward slash.

The Paintskin Ghost raised his hands violently, his bruise-purple nails like daggers, crossed over his head.

Rumble!

With a roar, the spirit rune that Wang Xu attached to the knife body exploded first, and then the true qi of the Yi Jin Jing burst out.

The Skinghost was illuminated by the golden light, like a snowman seeing the sun, and his entire face began to melt, and yellow liquid continued to drip out.

"Hah!" At the critical moment, the painted skin ghost suddenly opened his mouth and squirted, accompanied by the smell of blood, and a black pillar of blood sprayed towards Wang Xu.

Wang Xu drew his knife back in an instant, and danced the hilt of the knife like a windmill, resisting the black blood pillar.

Three seconds later, the pillar of blood disappeared, and Wang Xu took back the long knife to see that the battle knife made of alloy was full of pits, mixed with a dizzying fishy smell.

"Boy, I'll be back!" The Paintboy laughed and flew deep into the forest.

Wang Xu didn't want him to go, so he quickly took out a bottle of black dog blood from the space ring and poured it on the blade without looking.

"Go!" Like throwing a javelin, Wang Xu flew the long knife violently.

The Painted Skin Ghost grabbed backwards when he heard the sound of the wind, and his hands grasped the blade of the knife, as if he had caught a soldering iron, and the hot skin and flesh were churning.

Wang Xu flew out as early as after throwing the long knife, and the last hair came first, and when the painter caught the long knife, he also grabbed it on the hilt.

One grabbed the handle of the knife, the other grabbed the blade, Wang Xu was like a string of sugar gourds, pushing the painted skin ghost to fly deep into the forest.

flew out dozens of meters in a row, Wang Xu's wrist flipped and hit the handle of the knife hard.

Sou!

The long knife sped up sharply, breaking through the ghost's hands and stabbing into his body, carrying him to the ground.

Wang Xu used the longitudinal cloud ladder again in the air, and the whole person volleyed one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and his head slapped downward: "Donkey Kong handprint!" ”

Rumble!

Under the blessing of the true qi of the Yijin Sutra, the Vajra palm turned into a three-meter-wide golden handprint, and shrouded it towards the painted skin ghost in the air.

A roar sounded, and waves of air blew.

Wang Xu did another somersault, floating backwards seven or eight meters in the air, and landed steadily in the forest full of leaves.

As far as the eye could see, the place of the painted skin ghost was empty, except for a little black and red blood, only a black robe remained.