All Chapters_Chapter 93 Fight for Your Life
Ye Congwen never imagined that Ye Xiaoqing would adopt Xiaohao, Xiaohao's appearance completely shattered his lies, and also made me see his sinful face clearly.
I slowly pulled out the Zhongzheng sword in my hand and said, "Ye Congwen, today is your death." β
Ye Congwen looked at the sword in his eyes. He sneered disdainfully.
Of course, Ye Congwen can tell that this is a ghost soldier, but it is no different from an ordinary blade for people, and in his eyes, the Zhongzheng Sword is just a rusty iron sword.
His fierce gaze swept over us and said, "Just because you cats and dogs want to kill me?" β
I raised my Zhongzheng sword and said, "I will kill you today." β
Holding the Zhongzheng Sword, I felt a powerful force grow up, giving me endless confidence.
Kill!
I ran towards him with my sword raised, my hands clenched behind my back and slashed at his head.
Ye Congwen suddenly turned to one side at the moment caused by the sword blade, and the sword blade brushed past him, but he missed it, but he heard the sound of his sleeve tearing, and it cracked, and the crack was neat and tidy, as if it was cut out with scissors.
Ye Congwen was taken aback, frowned and said, "How is it possible, what kind of sword are you in your hand, it is impossible for the ghost soldiers to make you so strong." β
I slashed his head with a backhand: "Go down and ask Hades." β
Ye Congwen lifted his body back, and Yang kicked me in the stomach. I flew out of the air and landed heavily on the ground. The title of the book is free of charge without the fastest chapter of the pop-up
What a strong force!
Could it be that this is the power of a Star Monarch-level Onmyoji? The power that burst out of Onmyoji's instantaneous concentration was so terrifying, although it couldn't be compared to ghosts, it was far beyond ordinary people.
What's more, I'm not an ordinary person yet, I have the blessing of ghost soldiers.
He was kicked out in two rounds.
But instead of a trace of frustration, my fighting spirit became even higher, and as long as I didn't die, he had to die.
I got up from the ground.
Ye Congwen didn't chase after me and beat me hard, but pounced on Li Changle.
Not only me, but even Li Changle himself was taken aback, and I immediately realized that Ye Congwen was not afraid of me, nor was he afraid of the current Ye Xiaoqing, but was afraid of Li Changle.
Li Changle has a gun in his hand.
Seeing Ye Congwen pounce, Li Changle instinctively raised his pistol and aimed it at him.
But did Li Changle dare to shoot?
After all, this is a society under the rule of law, and Ye Congwen is an ordinary person. If he shoots. That is to kill.
Li Changle retreated continuously. Shouted: "I shot." β
Ye Congwen kicked the hand of Li Changle holding the gun with a precise kick, his foot strength was so amazing, Li Changle screamed in pain, and the pistol flew out and fell into the darkness at the far end.
At the same time, Ye Congwen landed on the ground, pinching a piece of paper in his hand, and the little ghost stuck it to his neck.
After pasting.
The paper man imp was attached to the skin and flesh as if it had a suction force, Li Changle screamed in pain, and the blood of Ye Congwen's index finger gushed out and quickly drew a strange talisman on the paper man imp.
See this scene.
I only felt that I was panicking, my hairs were standing up, and I looked at Li Changle nervously, feeling that something very bad was going to happen.
The blood rune is drawn.
The suction power of the paper man imp suddenly lost, and it fell to the ground fluttering like an ordinary piece of paper, and with a buzz, Ye Congwen ignited the paper man imp with human fire.
The paper man imp burned.
Suddenly, he heard Li Changle's howl of pain, and his body burned for no reason, as if the flames were burning out of his body.
I hurriedly shouted: "Li Changle! β
The paper man imp struggled desperately in the flames.
Li Changle was also struggling desperately in the flames. But the fire grew bigger and bigger, and he cried out in pain: "Help, save meγγγγγγ β
I was so anxious that I was about to cry, it was I who hurt him, it was me, I roared angrily: "Ye Congwen, you brute, I will kill you." β
With the ghost soldier in hand, he killed it.
The anger in my heart made my sword even more powerful, and I fought with him recklessly, and the weeds on the ground broke inch by inch with the blade of the sword.
Ye Congwen was attacked by me, and his movements were a little messy.
He suddenly turned, dodged my attack, and kicked me in the ribs, and I kicked me out, and he pounced before I could hit the ground, holding a paper figure in his hand that was constantly struggling.
Suddenly, a figure flashed out, and Ye Congwen was greeted with a kick in the air.
Ye Congwen avoided it for a moment.
It's Ye Xiaoqing.
She pulled Xiao Hao to the tree at the far end and folded it back, but she didn't expect that in just a short period of effort, Li Changle had already been killed.
She raised her foot again and kicked at Ye Congwen.
The ghost monk is already powerful enough to be powerful just by the ghost.
Ye Xiaoqing is a ghost spirit, and his power is stronger than that of a ghost monk.
This kick was enough for Ye Congwen to drink a pot, but he didn't expect that Ye Congwen pushed forward with both palms, flew backwards two or three meters with Ye Xiaoqing's strength, and landed safely.
I couldn't help but be surprised.
This is the skill of the onmyoji's hand-to-hand combat with the ghost.
Leverage your strength.
Ye Congwen flicked his fingers, and a copper plate tied to the red rope flipped into the sky and hung on a branch, the copper coin inertia swung around the branch several times, he dragged the other end of the red rope to the other end of the woods to run, and one copper plate after another in his hand slipped out along the red rope, hanging on the red rope, and kept trembling.
Ye Xiaoqing's face changed greatly when she saw this.
Turn around and run.
Ye Congwen didn't chase after him, but quickly climbed up along a big tree, grabbed it in the air, seemed to hold something, and jumped down from the tree.
I looked up and shouted, "Be careful." β
But I saw a large net falling from the sky.
Yes!
As soon as Ye Xiaoqing's body that had just flown up touched the big net that fell in the sky, the net line suddenly flashed with a dark light of blood red, this light was too similar to the lantern at the entrance of the village, and it should also be the red blood of a boy.
She screamed and fell from the sky.
The delicate body trembled in pain.
The ghost aura on his body came out.
I shouted in distress when I saw the situation: "Xiaoqing", rushed over, and cut the rope with the Zhongzheng sword.
Ye Xiaoqing looked at me poignantly and said, "Mingtong, run away." β
I yelled, "No! β
Ghost soldiers are extremely threatening to ghosts, and they are extremely sharp.
But the Zhongzheng sword itself has been decades old, and it is not only blunt, but also rusty, and it can't be cut at all.
On the other side, Ye Congwen took out a candle and lit it under the copper coin hanging from the red string.
Ye Xiaoqing shook her head painfully and said, "Mingtong, take Xiaohao away, when he finishes arranging the money for the lights of the hundred houses, not only will I die, but you will not be able to escape." β
I yelled, "No. β
Zhongzheng sword slashed the rope continuously, but it can kill bloodthirsty, I swung my sword and rushed towards Ye Congwen, the tip of the sword was aimed at his chest, I want to pierce your heart once and give me death.
Ye Congwen saw me rushing over and stared closely at the Zhongzheng Sword in my hand.
As soon as the blade was in reach, he suddenly sideways and avoided it, and at the same time, raised his kick and kicked at me.
Fight with you.
There was a piercing pain in the ribs, and then I heard the click of broken bones, but I gritted my teeth fiercely and grabbed his kicking leg, and with the impact of running just now, I pulled Ye Congwen to the ground.
The ghost soldier in his hand stabbed at him with his backhand.
Ye Congwen reached out and grabbed my wrist, I roared fiercely, and the tip of the sword pressed down hard.
Yes!
Ye Congwen pressed against my wrist hard.
I only have one thought at the moment, kill him, kill him.
Ye Congwen's face also appeared hideous, the tip of the sword was only three centimeters away from his chest, and he roared angrily: "You hillbilly wants to kill me, in another hundred years." β
My eyes were bloodshot, and I roared like a beast, and my hands pressed down with all my might.
Ye Congwen resisted hard.
Little by little, the tip of the sword sank into the epidermis of his chest, and blood flowed out.
Ye Congwen's eyes widened in surprise.
I saw the bright red blood flowing out of Ye Congwen, and the whole person became extremely excited, and the power in my body felt even stronger, and I roared: "Ye Congwen, your time of death has come." β
Those who struggle will be pierced.
Ye Congwen closed his eyes, and as he read something, a paper figure floated out of his clothes, and it drilled into my neck like a mouse.
I yelled, "I'm fighting with you." β
Even if I am burned to death, I will kill him first.
Chirping!
The paper figure gripped to my neck and stinged as if it had been bitten.
At this critical moment.
Something in my pocket moved, and I was ecstatic and shouted, "Boss Yao, save me." β
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