Chapter Seventy-Two: The Puppeteers
Ma Zhen was in mid-air, and the blood arrows spit out by the bloodthirsty crow shot quickly, in order to avoid the blood arrows, she had to forcibly turn around, not only could not attack, but even the flying head that bounced out of the crow's stomach could not be stopped.
He Guang in the back saw Feitouman coming straight towards them, and he held the sharp knife and poked at the sarcoma on Feitouman's head.
'......Quack' A croak, He Guang, who had been quick to shoot, heard this piercing croak, and his body paused, and when he slowed down and made another move, it was too late.
The flying head man had already flown in front of him, opened his mouth and bit down on his skull,
Long Jiu and Xiang Dou beside He Guang had already gathered momentum, and seeing that He Guang was in danger, they each took a diagonal step with their sharp knives and stabbed at the big head of the flying head.
With a snort, the sharp knives in the hands of the two of them both stabbed into the head of the flying head man, and just when they thought they had succeeded, the sarcoma on the head of the flying head man passed over them like a long snake, and went straight to Ming Fang behind the fight.
This incident happened suddenly, and several of them didn't expect that the sarcoma on the head of the flying head could also fly out and bite people.
Seeing that the sarcoma was about to bite Ming Fang's face, Xiang Dou suddenly jumped in front of Ming Fang, he blocked his body in front of Ming Fang, and then hugged Ming Fang and wanted to roll down to the side.
With a "cluck", the flying head barbarian sarcoma opened its mouth and bit Xiang Dou's shoulder and arm, and the bite seemed to have bitten into the bone.
Seeing this, Long Jiu Heguang swung his knife to chop the sarcoma that bit Xiang Dou's shoulder arm, and wanted to chop the sarcoma like a long snake into two pieces.
"Quack, quack......"
At this moment, the crow with blood in the corner of his eye behind him croaked again, and the crow of the crow suddenly made several people tremble and move slowly.
The sarcoma that bit the shoulder arm of the bucket loosened its mouth, and suddenly turned around and bit the arm of He Guang, who was slow but still attacking, and Ma Zhen, who had just landed, flew to the ground when he saw this, and stabbed the sword in his hand fiercely towards the flying head man who was about to attack Long Jiu again, and when he was about to stab, the flying head man suddenly turned around, opened his mouth and bit the tip of the sword that Ma Zhen stabbed, Ma Zhen pushed forward, but he couldn't stab into the big mouth of the flying head man biting the tip of the sword.
"Quack, quack, quack......"
The bloodthirsty crow behind Ma Zhen began to croak again, and as the croaking sound of the crow walked towards Long Jiu Heguang, who was already dizzy, a strong smell of blood rushed towards them with every step.
Ming Fang, who had already helped Xiang Dou up, looked at the people who came over, her eyes flashed with cold light, and she could see that she was extremely angry.
"Fangfang, these two dirty things are very cunning, don't come here!"
Ma Zhen, who was in a stalemate with Feitou, saw Mingfang's appearance and was a little worried that she would act recklessly.
After Ma Zhen finished speaking, he took out a piece of rune paper and bounced it at the human crow, and when he saw the rune paper coming, the human crow opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow to knock the rune paper to the ground.
"Quack, quack, quack......"
The Ma Zhen rune paper was easily shot down, and the blood and tears in the corners of the crow's eyes flowed more and more rapidly, and the smell of blood in the air seemed to have become sticky.
Long Jiu He Guang Xiangdou and the three of them, who had already been dizzy by the croaking sound, were rushed by the thick smell of blood, and they could no longer stand, and collapsed one by one.
Although Ming Fang did not fall, her body was already trembling, and it was estimated that as long as the crow croaked a few more times, she was bound to fall.
Seeing this scene, Ma Zhen was really anxious, but there was no effective way to deal with these two ghosts.
Her soul talisman can only deal with the general evil spirit resentment, these two ghosts are fierce spirits on the ghost list, if it is one, it can barely deal with it, now these two ghosts join forces to attack, and they cooperate quite tacitly, in this situation, they can't kill them at all.
Just when Ma Zhen was very anxious and Ming Fang was about to collapse to the ground, there was a sound of 'knock, knock, knock' footsteps in the west passage, which was very heavy, and the footsteps hit the hearts of Ma Zhen and the others with every step.
Ming Fang, who was already about to fall, heard the footsteps, the dizziness in his head suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the disgusting smell of blood dissipated, and the whole person's spiritual platform became extraordinarily clear, as if he had woken up naturally from a high-quality sleep.
"Who is it?"
This question arose in Ma Zhen and Mingfang's minds at the same time.
At this moment, the bloodthirsty human crow and the flying head man also moved, and the flying head man, who had bitten the Ma Zhen Fu sword and had not let go, suddenly let go and flew into the abdominal cavity of the human crow, and the human crow also stopped moving forward, it turned around and looked at the passage on the west side of the hall motionlessly.
The voice was getting closer and closer, and a man with a white beard and a monk walked out of the passage, the old monk looked as thin as a bamboo pole, holding a wooden fish in his hand, and behind him there was a puppet about a meter high, the puppet was still carrying a small wooden stick in his hand, and one person and one puppet slowly walked towards Mingfang and them.
"Quack, quack, quack......"
Seeing the old monk coming, the bloodthirsty crow became restless and kept croaking.
At this time, Long Jiu and the others behind the human crow had already stood up, and they were also the same as Ming Fang, their minds were no longer chaotic but clear.
The crow croaked, and the monk knocked on the wooden fish, and Mingfang and the others, who were dizzy when they heard the crow, heard the crow again, as if they heard the crow of an ordinary crow, and did not react at all.
Ma Zhen saw that the crow's attention was focused on the old monk, and she jumped up sharply and stabbed the sword in her hand at the back of the crow's heart.
Ma Zhen moved, and Ming Fang and the others behind him understood the meaning, the 'soul calling' of the human crow has no attack power now, so why don't you hurry up and clean it up.
Thinking of these people, he wanted to rush forward, but at this moment, the white-haired old monk who came slowly opened his mouth and said:
"Little donors, if you don't know how to spell, don't act rashly!"
Hearing the old monk's dissuasion, Ming Fang and the others stopped their desire to rush forward, they knew that the old monk must have said this for a reason.
"Quack, quack, quack......"
The old monk got closer and closer, and the crow became more and more urgent, and all his attention turned to the old monk, and the Ma Zhen Fu sword that jumped in the air pierced through the back of the crow with a 'poof'.
Pierced by Ma Zhen's sword, the crow's body began to tremble, and blood gushed out from the corners of his eyes, and it could be seen that this sword had caused it to suffer a heavy blow.
It croaked, opened its chest and abdomen with both hands, and the flying head hiding in it poked its head out, and the sarcoma on the head suddenly devoured Ma Zhen behind it like a long snake.
Although the human crow has been injured, but the flying head man does not seem to be affected, the speed of the sarcoma is still very fast, Ma Zhen has retreated after the sword penetrated the human crow, and saw the sarcoid of the flying head man bite over, she pulled the sword and stabbed towards the sarcoma.
"Evil obstacles dare to hurt people!"
The old monk who had already approached scolded him, and the puppeteer with the stick behind him bounced violently and hit the crow at the head.