Chapter 48: Devil May Cry (3)
Seeing Luo Tian's movements, the resentment on the female ghost's body rolled for a while, and her heart became even more angry, wasn't the stick waved hard? Why do you still have to stab? Looks like I'm addicted!
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I'm going to kill ...... Kill......
The nails of both hands began to be gloomy and sharp, and the female ghost looked at Luo Tian who rushed up and sneered, just now I just wanted to tease and tease a few people, but I didn't expect it to be on the road, but now it's different!
Seeing Luo Tian rushing in front of her, the female ghost waved her hand and swept away the wooden stick she stabbed, and found that the moment she touched the wooden stick, she was actually sucked a trace of resentment, and she was shocked, it seems that this wooden stick is not simple.
But people can't do it, the female ghost thought like this, but her other hand quickly grabbed Luo Tian's head...
Because Luo Tian's speed when he rushed up, the inertia must be very strong, and the female ghost just swept away Luo Tian's wooden stick, it will definitely make Luo Tian's body a little unstable, according to this development, Luo Tian's head will inevitably meet his sharp finger, as long as he grabs his head, this person will let himself play, unless he still has extra strength to squander, he will avoid this blow.
But what strength does such a thin body have?
The power of the ghost is much larger than that of a human, and as soon as it comes up, it rushes like this, this person looks stupid.
In the eyes of the female ghost, this blow is determined to be won.
No, Luo Tian actually stopped his body alive, the female ghost didn't know that Luo Tian's body was different from ordinary people, Luo Tian's body squatted slightly, and the head of the stick in his hand was slightly upward, sweeping towards the female ghost's outstretched wrist.
The female ghost also dodged Luo Tian's sweep, and was surprised that Luo Tian had such a thin body, but had such a strong strength.
I didn't expect to be able to stop, hey, I like this kind of man the most......
Seeing Luo Tian stabbed again, the female ghost glanced at Luo Tian, didn't think about it much, and fought with Luo Tian.
You come to me to block, I attack you to hide, it's not thrilling, but it's just Luo Tian who is thrilling, the female ghost's attack is critical, and the moves are coherent, but Luo Tian's moves are not very coherent, and sometimes you can only dodge the attack of the female ghost in a thrilling way. . .
Despite this, Luo Tian hurt the female ghost, every time the female ghost comes into contact with the peach stick, the resentment will be absorbed, although it is not a lot, but it will still cause great harm to the female ghost if it goes on like this.
The resentment on the female ghost began to skyrocket, and she was about to start getting serious.
Yang Mingsheng and Song Aihua saw this scene on the side, and their hearts were in turmoil, the female ghost just now could only make them afraid and fearful, and the current female ghost was like a demon king coming into the world for them, as if life and death were held in the hands of the female ghost, so that they had nowhere to resist from the despair in their hearts, and the monstrous resentment was surging and rolling, like the end coming.
When had they seen such a horrific sight.
They began to worry about Luo Tian, is this an existence that people can deal with? If I had known that the world was like this, and that I would have known that there would be such an encounter today, then even if I went to become a monk in advance, practiced Buddhism or found a fortune teller to learn the Tao, I would not be as passive as I am now, Yang Mingsheng wailed in his heart.
This is the first time he has faced evil, and he feels completely powerless, even if he is in trouble fighting with people in the past, Yang Mingsheng will not lose confidence, but now......
Yang Mingsheng's heart was beating rapidly, and he had an impulse, the urge to slap a brick past.