Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Missed Opportunity

Click! Click! Click!

A drizzle of rain cut through the red mist and crashed against the rippling puddles.

In the ripples, the turbid water turned bright red at some point.

At this moment, a water snake, nay, should say a vine like a snake.

Under Mo Fan's traction, he walked cautiously in the water, without even making a sound.

The eyebrows that were as sharp as a sword were raised, and he could feel that this was the position.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of a slow heartbeat came from the middle of the day, which was a sign of nervousness.

It shows that the other party is very vigilant now, and the slightest wind and grass may startle him.

Therefore, it is not suitable to do it yet, because [soul magic; The launch of the Chito Oni Dance is symptomatic.

If it is against ordinary people, the fluctuation at the moment of soul magic attack will not be felt at all.

But if the target of the attack is a person who has mastered the exercises and combat skills, then this fluctuation will be infinitely magnified when the opponent's attention is concentrated.

At this time, if you choose to attack, you will only get twice the result with half the effort.

This is not the result that Mo Fan wants to see, in front of someone who is stronger than himself, if he chooses to make a move, then he must hit it with one blow.

Otherwise, when the other party is on guard and wants to make a move, it will not be an ordinary difficulty, it is an act of looking for death.

Wait!

This was his only chance now, and only when the goblin was making a move to cause chaos would he have a chance to kill the nineteenth bandit by surprise with the trick of "stabbing on the ground".

......

Zhang Youhuai's cheeks were like a waterfall at this time, I don't know if it was rain or sweat.

The big knife that usually shocks others is shaking non-stop at the moment.

He could feel a chill lingering around him.

It's cold, a bone-piercing cold.

Especially when he heard his companion screaming, this coldness went straight to the soul.

It was a very bad feeling, and he wanted to get out of here, out of this puddle, out of this red mist.

So he completely left behind what the nine masters had just said, "Don't move, don't make a sound," the phrase.

So he moved, he lifted his foot, and in the red-colored puddle, he took the first step to get out of here.

However, at this step, he saw death, and saw his heart being pulled out of his chest by a monster with green eyes shining with a canine upper body and a human-like lower body.

Yes......

Chu Deyang frowned deeply, and just now he warned those subordinates not to move or make a sound.

But some stupid guys let his words go like farts.

Opening his mouth, he felt the need to remind them once.

But at the very moment when he was doppelgänger, a vine suddenly emerged from the water and stabbed at him.

The good news was that the vine that suddenly emerged from the water didn't stab him.

The bad news was that the horse he was sitting on was stabbed by the vine, and it was a one-hit fatal injury.

Hiss...... A miserable horse bark sounded, followed by a "thump", and then countless splashes flew away.

......

Mo Fan clenched his fists, with a look of regret.

He forgot that the nineteenth thief had come in on horseback, and that the spur attack just now happened to be blocked by the horse under him.

Otherwise, he would have fallen in the puddle now, not the horse.

It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a real pity, the opportunity was wasted like this.

Shaking his head, he pulled out the long knife inserted in the water, and was cautiously vigilant, the attack just now was probably seen by the ghosts in the red mist.

He believed that with such a big movement, the ghost would definitely make a move.

Therefore, you can't steal chickens and not lose a handful of rice.

So he picked up the knife and crossed it in front of his chest, his eyes rolling quietly, scanning back and forth in the red mist far away, and his ears were also erected, listening to the wind and grass in all directions.

It's just that, ready for him, he was released by the ghost again.

Because in the red mist where I couldn't see my fingers, a deafening "Bah" suddenly sounded. ”

And with this "huh", I saw the red mist that I couldn't see my fingers, and it suddenly became loose within a radius of ten meters, and I could see the field of vision from the new.

However, when the field of vision within ten meters was visible, I saw a sturdy bandit with a black iron axe, holding a big axe, slashing back and forth around.

Looking at his pale face and bleeding chest, it was obvious that he had been attacked by something just now.