Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Battle of Menqian
"Damn, my Menqian will be calculated!"
The trap of the white bone spike was set up on the last step of the stairs, and while Menqian was mainly focused on the movement of the upstairs room, he accidentally triggered the trap and caused the entire soles of his feet to be pierced by the white bones. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Menqian, who originally planned to continue to conceal his strength, had to do it.
The scalpel flickered into several silver flashes in the air, and the white bone that had penetrated the soles of the feet was smoothed off, allowing the soles of the feet to move freely, while the healing spray was used to speed up the healing of the wounds.
However, while Menqian was tending to this series of wounds, the candlelit lantern had already reached the upper end of the stairs, and the white eyes of the dry old man stared at Menqian, who had not had time to leave the stairs at the lower end.
"Found you."
The moment the old man said this, the candle in his hand was extinguished.
Plants began to grow wildly around the building, locking the old man and Menqian on the current floor, and there was no way to go, and the game of cat and mouse was over, and the next thing was hunting time.
The old man put down the lantern in his hand.
'Crunch! There was a strange bone grinding sound from the body.
Next, the old appearance disappeared, and the tongue was exposed, rushing to the bottom of the stairs like a madman.
"Woooo
A large number of bones as sharp as blades pierced his body, and even in the hands of the old man, he held two bone swords with a length of one meter.
"Do you think you're fast?"
Menqian retreated backwards with an extremely fast body, avoiding the horizontal slash of the blades of the old man's hands.
Stepping on the dilapidated wooden table behind him, he somersaulted over the old man's head in the air, and while falling behind the old man, the ten fingers of the silver thread were suddenly pulled forward.
"Buzz!"
The sound of the needle and thread was tense and trembling, and through the light of the lantern, a large number of silver threads were faintly seen intertwined around the old man's body, and at this moment they suddenly gathered, and the wooden table, bookcase, and sofa in the room were all torn to pieces.
In other words, ordinary people will be cut into equal pieces of meat in an instant.
However, when the pulled silver thread cut towards the old man's body, 'Crunch! The sound of bones rubbing resounded throughout the room, and the silver thread cut under the old man's skin, making it difficult to cut through the dense bones in his body.
"Sure enough, it's a lottery, this old guy is not an ordinary D-class ghost...... Is this bone harder than metal, to the level of alloy? And a lot of power, melee type guys. ”
The ten fingers of the silver thread that were implicated in the old man were constantly trembling and trembling, because the huge force from the old man's body had caused a large amount of fresh blood to seep out of the tips of the fingers of the men and drip to the ground along the silk thread.
"Close!"
Men Qian loosened his fingers and took back all the silver threads.
The old man, who was freed from the shackles of the silver thread, left incisions of varying shades on the surface of his body, but none of them hurt the core.
"Nice, really nice young man, flexible body! The bone contained in your bones must be superb! I've been confined to this island for a long time and haven't tasted the bones of the strong. ”
The old man showed an excited expression, and wantonly waved the bone sword in his hand to force Men Qian back.
Men Qian only used the silver thread in his hand to defend, and the blood oozing from his fingers increased more and more with the slash of the bone sword, splashing on the old man's body and being immediately absorbed by the white bones.
"As a freshman at Dihua University, it's pretty good that you can resist so far! Give up the struggle, and I'll let you die a happy death. ”
When Men Qian stepped back again, the soles of his feet pressed against the wall behind him, and there was no more room to retreat and dodge.
But there was no expression of fear in a desperate situation on Menqian's face, but a look of annoyance.
The moment the bone sword in the old man's hands was cut down, Men Qian took out the silver thread to block it in front of him, but the difference in strength made the bone sword continue to press down, slowly cutting down on Men Qian's shoulders, and blood slowly overflowed from the shoulders.
"Give up the struggle, be afraid!" The old man laughed maniacally in front of Men Qian.
On closer inspection, Men Qian happened to open his mouth through the old man's laughter, and saw that there was a faint luster emitting from the upper end of the mouth, and Men Qian could basically determine that the old man's core was in his skull.
"Fear? It's not enough to make me scared to deal with a ghost like you, I just don't want to use the knife before I see the final boss. ”
"Keep going!" The old man was enraged, and the strength of his arms was exerted to cut off Menqian's arms.
At this moment, Men Qian took the initiative to choose to withdraw his defense, and instantly flicked a pill into his mouth with his thumb.
"Huh!"
A large amount of blood slashed on the wall on the side, and his two arms were cut off to the ground, but Menqian, who was standing in place, had sharp eyes, and his body was not twisted and changed because of the pain, as if he couldn't feel the pain.
At the same time, a sharp scalpel was bitten in the mouth by Menqian.
"Poof!"
The sword flashed, and the old man froze in place.
The hard skull was shaped like tissue paper in front of the scalpel, and it was split diagonally.
"Woohoo!" A pure white bone ball inside fell to the ground, and Menqian pulled the silk thread with his teeth to take out the spare ghost bead from the credit card and immediately sealed the core in it.
When everything was done, Menqian immediately sat on the ground and gasped, it was a bit reluctant to fight the D-class ghost alone.
Immediately after, a very magical scene happened. The two arms that were cut off to the ground spontaneously spread out of the wounds, and a large amount of silver thread was connected and sutured together at the gap in the upper shoulder.
If you look closely, you will find that there are a large number of silver threads in Menqian's wounds, and the silver threads are interspersed between the flesh and have even become a part of Menqian's body.
The pills that I swallowed in a hurry before were highly effective painkillers, otherwise no one could still maintain their composure from the pain of broken arms.
"Damn, it takes a lot of my physical energy, and the physical load is quite large."
After Menqian healed, he took out a bottle of his own specially configured reagent from the credit card and drank it directly to stimulate the hematopoietic function of the heart, and the lost blood in the body was replenished and the blood color was restored.
Take out a 'Snickers' energy bar and bite it into your mouth to replenish the energy consumed by your body.
After recovering for a while, Menqian watched as the enclosed plants around him were slowly lifting, and after a short rest, he slowly walked down the stairs.
"Yujing, this guy hopes to hold on for a while, and wait for me to leave this area before you die, lest I get entangled by the Spider Girl again. If you consume too much physical energy, how can you fight against the final leader of the association? ”
Menqian walked out of the first floor of the dilapidated dormitory with his shoulders and elbows, and suddenly froze in place when he looked at the street in front of him, looking shocked.
Something pierced through the center of the giant human-headed spider-body and hung a plant on the seventh floor of the building opposite, dying.
At this time, Yu Jing stood in the center of the street, put his hands in his pockets, turned his head to look at Menqian, and said lightly:
"Is it out? Let's go. ”