Chapter 182 - The Mystery of Drawing the Sword
Huo Xingming and Xue'er followed behind the second brother who was digging the tunnel, while constantly blocking the legions of the dead who chased after them, the two brothers Ah Long and Ah Hu have now been released from beasthood, and the tunnel space that the second brother quickly excavated is not very large, and it is not very suitable for their actions after beastification.
Cher kept condensing one wall of ice after another in front of her in an attempt to block the impact of the Legion of the Dead, but Cher underestimated the impact of the Legion of the Dead, and the resulting walls of ice were like an ordinary piece of glass in front of the Legion of the Dead, shattering into pieces in an instant.
Fortunately, Cher detonated all the shattered ice walls at the same time, and all the legions of the dead who were chasing in the tunnels turned into ice sculptures, although this could not stop the legions of the dead for too long, but it also bought a lot of time for the second child to dig the tunnels.
Huo Xingming brandished the soul knife with the scabbard, and kept shooting back the dead corpses that caught up one after another, Ah Long and Ah Hu were also doing similar things, although the two of them had now been lifted from beasthood, but it was no problem for the strong body to throw back the headless corpses that rushed up.
The most pitiful thing should be Saki, as a giant seat, he has recovered in Huo Xingming's lower abdomen for so long, and he came out after all his strength and injuries were recovered... As a result, he fell into the same predicament as Huo Xingming before, that is, he had a superb knife drawing technique, but he did not have a knife to play.
So I can only honestly follow behind the second brother who is digging the tunnel, and ask Saki of the Giant Throne why he doesn't use Huo Xingming's soul sword?
When Saki was still in Huo Xingming's body before, Saki had tried, and he had no way to pull the imperial soul out of the scabbard, and the current imperial soul was already two completely different knives from the imperial soul used by Saki before.
Huo Xingming looked at the endless legions of the dead rushing over in front of him, and frowned, he had always believed in a truth before, that is, everything has a spirit.
And the Soul Knife is a special knife that cuts off the spirit of all things, the soul does not cut the body, the soul only destroys the soul, this is the characteristic of the Soul Sword, but Huo Xingming now feels very clearly that the legions of the dead who are rushing towards them now are all soulless existences!
Although there is still a scabbard on the Imperial Soul now, with the several collisions between the Imperial Soul and some dead corpses, Huo Xingming immediately made this judgment, this is the first time Huo Xingming has encountered this situation.
Even if he was in the desert before, when he fell into the quicksand trap of Athas, as soon as Huo Xingming's Imperial Soul started, he could immediately perceive the extremely weak soul contained in each grain of sand in the surrounding desert.
But now it was different, Huo Xingming felt a burst of emptiness, no, it should be said that it was the enemy in front of him, a body that did not have any soul in it.
Huo Xingming tried to pull out the Imperial Soul, but the blade of the Imperial Soul had just been revealed, and it immediately automatically retracted into it, and at the same time, the voice of the long-lost old Bell sounded in Huo Xingming's mind again.
At this time, Lao Bell's voice was very angry, "Stinky boy, are you bold, aren't you?!You dare to steal the imperial soul while Lao Tzu is busy?!You even want to pull it out for free?! Do you really think Lao Tzu doesn't exist! These days, who is Lao Tzu tired and tired every day?! Bala Bala Bala @¥#@¥......%..."
Huo Xingming hurriedly interrupted Old Bell's nagging, "Old Bell, I know you're helping me block that inexplicable energy, but now that I'm dying, can you stop being stingy, just let me use the Imperial Soul for free." ”
"Resolutely no!" Old Bell said very firmly, "I have already helped you like this! If you didn't have me, the sudden energy in your consciousness would have turned you into an idiot! You still want to use the Imperial Soul for free?! Heart, kidneys, or hands, feet and buttocks, you pick one, the old rule, sacrifice to give you the corresponding power, and give you the Imperial Soul!"
Huo Xingming's face suddenly darkened, and he said word by word in his divine sense, "I-choose-peach-body." ”
"You!" Old Bell was suddenly speechless by Huo Xingming's words, "You see that I am so lucky, are you embarrassed to say it? What can this thing do? It's not as good as your appendix!"
Huo Xingming waved the imperial soul with the scabbard, and blocked a dead corpse that pounced on him, and argued with Old Bell, "The tonsils are much more powerful than the appendix, okay! The tonsils can be inflamed many times, and I will cut off the appendix as soon as it is inflamed, and the tonsils are inflamed and can tell me that I am sick, do you say the tonsils are good?"
Old Bell sighed, "I'll admit it when I meet such a scoundrel as you!"
As he spoke, the legion of the dead in front of Huo Xingming suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding scene was no longer an authentic, but turned into a pleasing landscape picture, and the familiar black shadow of the unfamiliar old Bell appeared in front of Huo Xingming again, and one hand directly grabbed Huo Xingming's neck, "Alas, I can't even muster the strength to say the lines, just take your tonsils." ”
Huo Xingming smiled at Old Bell, and then felt that his throat was empty, well, the inconsequential tonsils disappeared.
Then Huo Xingming felt a warm current enter his body, and his strength rose a little, Huo Xingming smiled contentedly, the rise of strength is nothing, the most important thing is the right to use the soul in Huo Xingming's hand!
Without a pause, Huo Xingming pulled out the Imperial Soul as soon as he completed the transaction with Lao Bell, and without any skills, he just cut a dead body that rushed over in half.
That dead corpse was different from the dead corpses of the other deceased legions, after being cut by Huo Xingming's Imperial Soul Knife, it fell to the ground, and there was no movement, unlike a few before, the limbs were all withdrawn by the angry Ah Long, and they were still moving on the ground.
And this dead body that was only slashed by Huo Xingming fell to the ground and couldn't get up at all.
Huo Xingming frowned, sure enough, his initial feeling was right, these dead corpses did not have any souls at all, in the past, Huo Xingming used the imperial soul to cut anything without any effort, and now, although he also cut the dead corpse in front of him in half, Huo Xingming obviously felt a wave of resistance, which has never happened before.
used the Imperial Soul to kill a dead corpse, but Huo Xingming couldn't be happy at all, because a dead corpse fell, and there was a group of dead legions in front of him chasing him!
Huo Xingming put the imperial soul back into the scabbard, instantly bounced up, and quickly pulled out the imperial soul again in mid-air, and his body rotated in the air for three and a half consecutive weeks with the pulled out imperial soul, "Draw the knife - spiral slash!"
After the slash was issued, Huo Xingming quickly retreated, "click", at the location where Huo Xingming originally sent the slash, spiral cracks suddenly appeared on the walls of the tunnel.
"Boom!" Huo Xingming's slashing position, the tunnel suddenly collapsed, countless stones and dirt collapsed from the top of the tunnel, completely blocking the pursuing legions of the dead, but there were also many dead bodies that had rushed through the collapsed place, still rushing towards Huo Xingming and them.
Huo Xingming's face is a little pale now, no matter how strong he holds this imperial soul, but the energy in his body is limited after all, just a spiral slash has already consumed almost the energy in Huo Xingming's body.
Huo Xingming is not as powerful as the last time he sacrificed his lungs in the desert, now he just sacrificed a tonsil, and his strength has not risen at all, or rather, in his current state, it is quite good to be able to make such a knife drawing technique.
Saki, who had been running ahead, immediately rushed to Huo Xingming's side, snatched the soul sword in Huo Xingming's hand that had not yet been stuffed into the scabbard, and then made a posture of drawing the sword, and bowed back slightly.
Then, Saki instantly disappeared from Huo Xingming's sight, and in its place, there was a light, yes, a white light, and the white light spread rapidly, connecting all the legions of the dead who were not blocked out!
The corpses connected by the white light immediately stopped moving, as if time had stood still, and then, the light that connected all the remaining corpses flew towards Huo Xingming's position quickly.
Huo Xingming didn't dodge, the light flew in front of Huo Xingming and suddenly stopped, and the figure of the giant lord Saki slowly appeared in front of Huo Xingming, and the soul sword was now inserted into the scabbard of Huo Xingming's left hand.
"Draw the sword - flash and slash!" As the last word came out of the mouth of the giant lord Saki, all the corpses connected by the white light were broken in two from their waists, and they fell to the ground, no longer moving.
The giant slowly straightened his body, covering his left eye, and a drop of blood flowed out from between Saki's fingers, "This knife is still so violent, it's just one move... It seems that this left eye is useless again. ”
Huo Xingming just wanted to say something, but Saki waved his hand, "I'm fine, don't worry, when the matter is over, there are many people among my brothers and sisters who are good at healing, as long as I am not dead, they can heal me." ”
Huo Xingming's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "Then I can recover too?" Will my tonsils, lungs, and my handsome leg hair grow back?"
The giant lord was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly, "It should be... I guess so. ”