Hurriedly took off his raincoat and threw it aside, and when he looked up at the battlefield again, Xiao Shi was being pushed to the stomach by a head of a ghost car, and at the same time as being flew, a piece of meat was torn off by the human head from Xiao Shi's stomach, with a hideous smile on the human head's face, and his mouth kept chewing on a rare delicacy.

Xiao Shi covered the wound on his stomach with one hand, held the sickle in the other hand and wanted to rush up, the tail of the ghost car flicked, and three feathers came out, and after flying away from the body of the ghost car about a meter, they turned into three fireballs and shot at Xiao Shi.

"! Don't bully Lao Tzu and girl, can't you hear it! "My left hand slammed down on the blade, when I was dealing with that arrogant student girl on the porch that day, although I had been eroded by the bloody killing aura, I still remember some details! Standing in front of Xiao Shi, he brought his left hand to his mouth and blew the three fireballs, and the black ice immediately wrapped the three fireballs, turning them into ice cubes without any heat.

The ghost car raised its eight heads and made a sharp "reel" sound again, Xiaoshi took a deep breath, and wanted to rush up, but I pressed it on the face with my left hand. "You take a break, I don't want no one to stop me when I go crazy." The strangely colored blood flowed wantonly on Xiao Shi's cheeks, and the little girl stretched out her tongue and licked my wound a few times, and retreated very sensibly, she understood what I meant - killing intent, yes a double-edged sword, and she was the scabbard that could balance this sword.

"Flat-haired brute! Lao Tzu knows that you are a thing that the dead ghosts put together, and I admit that you died unjustly and tragically, but that is not your excuse to harm others! "The wound on his left hand, pressed on the body of the knife, wiped it gently, and where the blood flowed, the Myofa Sengo Village was emitting a more terrifying red and black light than before.

It's rare to have a chance to confront the ghost car, and I can see it very clearly now that the eight heads on the cavity of the ghost car are the people who died in the accident. "If my guess is correct, the last two ghosts who made trouble under the elevator shaft also filled your stomach, and you can be regarded as revenge, so many people died this time, it is enough to fill your life with one life, it's time to send you on your way."

"Wheel!" I don't know if this thing that can only "reel" understands what I say and does not express enough, or is simply dissatisfied with my "food" daring to do something to it, this cry is very sharp, piercing people's eardrums a little painful. I glanced back at Xiao Shi, this time, Xiao Shi's injury did not recover as quickly as usual, I think it was this kind of soul-eating monster, which directly hurt her origin when it bit the ghost body, and if you want to recover, I'm afraid it's not so easy.

"Flat-haired brute, do you know what monster I hate the most? It's not your fault that you're killed, and it's not your fault that you fuse into monsters, but if you dare to attack Lao Tzu's wife and children, it's your fault! "Inserted the Myofa Sengomura back into the scabbard, his upper body was short, and he rushed towards the ghost car.

The ghost car seemed to be a little stunned by my action, and it didn't seem to understand why I put the knife back into the scabbard, and an inexplicable expression appeared on all eight heads at the same time.

A stupid bird is a stupid bird. When it was two meters in front of it, my right hand holding the hilt of the knife jerked Muramasa out of the scabbard with a sharp force, and slashed horizontally. That's right, this is the sword drawing technique of the Japanese kendo. The Japanese sword and scabbard have a certain arc, and the knife drawing technique uses this arc when the knife is drawn to create an instantaneous explosive force, and its strength and speed are greater than that of directly swinging the knife out of thin air. However, it must be mentioned that the so-called knife drawing technique, just like Takeda Shingen's Wind Forest Volcano Trolley, was not invented by Little Japan at all, and its origin came from the "waist strike" of the Chinese two-handed knife technique. It's like that bullshit slashing against the wind, in China it is called force splitting Huashan.

The ghost car obviously didn't expect me to shoot so quickly, or it didn't even think about how I was going to cut it like this, and when my knife was swung out, it raised its wings and raised its claws to try to block my knife with its claws.

Brother smiled, smiled sincerely, you are a flat-haired beast, how strong can your claws be? But the next moment, my smile froze on my face, and Muramasa's blade slashed into the claws of the ghost car, but it was only half cut in! How is this possible! This magic method Qiangomura is an existence that sharpens steel bars like cutting tofu, and actually chops the claws of ghost cars?!

Stunned on the battlefield, it is never a good phenomenon, the ghost car raised its other paw, grabbed it at my chest, I wanted to withdraw and retreat, but the knee of my left leg suddenly came with a sharp pain that pierced the heart, uncontrollable, and knelt on one knee. Damn, this wrestling is too much, and it really affects combat effectiveness.

However, as I knelt down on one knee, the bird's claw, which had been grabbing my chest, swept past my shoulder, and there was a burning pain in my right shoulder.

"I'll fuck your sister's slut!" Myoka Chigomura was still stuck with the ghost car's claws, so the thing took on a ridiculous stance of standing on one foot with one foot raised back after kicking me, and my head was stuck between its legs. This is so unbearable, and I can't bear it when cooked! Almost subconsciously, I raised my left hand and punched the bird's ass on my head. But after this punch, I felt that something was wrong, because the place where I hit seemed to be hairless, soft, and had some strange lines......

"Wheels, wheels, wheels!" The ghost car seemed to be stimulated, flapping its wings and flying frantically towards the ceiling, "bang", hit the ceiling, and then fell to the ground, I just put the wonderful method of Qiangomura pulled out of its claws because it flew up and stuck it on the ground, trying to stand up, half of the huge bird's butt fell on my shoulder, but then, the ghost car howled again, and even my village almost flew away, but fortunately, I grasped it firmly.

Hitting the ceiling again, and falling back to the ground, the ghost car finally got smarter, flapped its wings twice, and landed in front of me, but it was so funny to see how it moved. The legs of the two birds and the whole body of the bird are tense, and the two wings are desperately stretched out to the buttocks, this ecstasy posture, I will go, just now I will not accidentally blow up the chrysanthemum of this goods, and then when it falls, it will blow up the chrysanthemum with the handle of the Muramasa, I'll go, do you want to play so exciting.

The remaining eight heads and sixteen eyes of the ghost car have become blood-red at this time, I'll take it, my brother actually punched him, okay, and the self-exploding chrysanthemum in the back is not my fault, do you want to look at my brother with this kind of eyes!?

With his left hand pressed his knee, he barely got up from the ground, and with his right hand he held the hilt of Muramasa's sword, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out of the ground. The blood flowed down my arm, and kept flowing into the body of the sword of the Myofa Sengo Muramasa, and I don't know if it was because of the excitement of drinking blood, or because of the anger of inserting it into that filthy place, the blade of the village was constantly trembling slightly, and the red bloody killing aura was also constantly churning.

"Wheels! Wheel! "The ghost car's mouth kept making a sharp sound, it sounded like a vicious curse on me, okay, whatever you scold, brother doesn't care, speaking of which, if my brother is blown up with chrysanthemums, he will also scold non-stop.

The ghost car "scolded" a few words, and suddenly flicked its tail, and the three tail feathers broke away from its phoenix tail and flew towards me, subconsciously trying to dodge, and the left knee was a heart-piercing pain, and he knelt down on one knee again. Two of the three feathers dodged, but the last one shot at my face. I didn't have time to think too much, so I reached out and grabbed the fireball with my left hand. The sound of "squeaking" skin and flesh being burned immediately came from the palm of my hand, but fortunately, my left hand contained a large amount of water attribute aura, although it was burned a little, it was not serious, and the water aura came out in response to the stress, and at the same time as extinguishing the fire, my left hand was repaired.

"Wheels, wheels, wheels!" In this attack, the ghost car seemed to ask for the stiffness attached to the chrysanthemum, its eyes full of fierce light stared at me, and the bird's paws began to move towards me step by step.

Cold sweat came out of my head, bird-shaped monsters, no matter what size, agility is one of their specialties, I can barely move my left leg now, there is no way to dodge, if the ghost car pokes its head out and bites me, I can still deal with a few blows, if it flies around and scratches me with its claws, I really can't help it.

It turned out that the ghost car was even more shameless than I imagined, it didn't grab me with its claws, but simply waved its wings and fanned the wind, half of my sunglasses were blown away by the gust of wind at the first time, and my body was a little unstoppable to lean back, I could only hold the village with both hands to maintain my balance.

In the wind, I could barely breathe, and if this flat-haired beast fanned for another ten or twenty minutes, I would not need to move my hands, and I would either be suffocated to death by the strong wind, or I would have exhausted the last of my strength to maintain my balance.

Looking back, Xiao Shi, the injured girl was even more unbearable than me, holding the sickle with the tip of the knife embedded in the ground with both hands and struggling to support, her little body was even blown up like a flag. Xiao Shi's situation is even more dangerous than mine, if it is blown to the end of the corridor, it will inevitably break through the window and fly out, and the outside of the window is wrapped in the rune paper drawn by Master Lu himself, if it is pasted on the rune paper for a long time, and Xiao Shi is a fierce corpse, I am afraid it will be difficult to bear.