The chase in the forest became more and more eerie, and the roaring sound of "helicopters" hung overhead, and the "machine guns" were fired non-stop for a while, bombing like rain. At the same time as the machine gun fires rapidly, at certain intervals, the flames shot from above mercilessly destroy and burn a large area of forest.

The rampant Demon Beast Zhisheng Eight Hands lowered a little height, because the forest that blocked its vision had disappeared for most of it under the constant clearing, and the forest in front of it was much thinner, leaving only a few large trees.

Qiu Wuyi jumped out of the crater that had been blasted out of the ground, the sound of rows of machine guns swept along his dexterous figure, there were no trees left, and most of the ink machine guns sprayed out by the eight hands of the helicopter shot towards the ground.

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An ink machine gun was aimed at Qiu Wuyi's back, and the air-piercing bullet had enough force to seriously injure him, but his face remained calm, as if everything was in order, and he casually threw a straight sharp string behind him.

The sharp string that shoots out in a straight line is called the Ito Divine Spear, which is a technique that combines long-range and melee attacks, and has a powerful penetrating power.

Instead of dodging the Itoshen spear that came at him, the helicopter eight hands collided head-on, and the six rapidly rotating tentacles flicked the sharp string away, locking Qiu Wuyi's position more accurately, and further reducing the height.

There were a few crunching sounds, and the sound of the sharp strings and tentacles bouncing off became as if they were hitting a hard object, and the hardened tentacles had enough lethality just by spinning, twisting the broken wood piled up on the ground into sawdust piece by piece, and turning out a lot of dirt underground.

Qiu Wuyi didn't look back at the movements of the eight hands of the straight ascension, such a huge sound was enough to judge the distance and direction by his ears alone, and the sound alone was enough to dodge all of its attacks.

About thirty or fifty meters away, there were two ancient trees that were very far apart, each towering to the sky, and the distance in the center was so wide that the helicopter eight hands passed through the middle, and the sign was erected in the center of the two trees.

"Boom!"

The fireball spewed out by the eight hands of the helicopter shot at Qiu Wuyi's feet again, and the spurting air wave lifted his body up and blew it high. It looks like it didn't dodge the blow.

Qiu Wuyi was like a leaf blown away by the wind, and it was blown out more than ten meters in an instant, and when he saw this, he immediately chased after him, and unfolded the whirling tentacle propeller to crush Qiu Wuyi inside.

"Hmph. ”

It wasn't until this moment that Qiu Wuyi burst into a subtle smile, clasped his hands together, and threw out the battle axe to shatter a thousand mountains.

The whirling battle axe collided with the incoming helicopter eight hands, and the heavy force made its action pause, but Qiu Wuyi took advantage of this opportunity to rush to the center of the two large trees, and flew towards the pre-set mark.

The battle axe that had blocked the movement of the eight hands of the helicopter turned into a thin line and disappeared, and after losing resistance, the demonic beast once again caught up with Qiu Wuyi with great momentum.

Qiu Wuyi's body seemed to fall steadily on the ground, but it suddenly bounced out at the moment when the eight hands of the straight ascension attacked, and the hidden ground suddenly sank into a big pit, and it was the strings that stopped on the pit that bounced Qiu Wuyi.

"Boom!"

The eight hands of Zhisheng slammed into the large pit dug by Qiu Wuyi, and the tentacles rolled up the dirt all over the sky, and at the same time, a mysterious yellow sand swept through, covering everything in front of him in the dim dust curtain.

In the dust, a shrill metallic sound flickered.

The sky and the earth seemed to be turned off by this small sound, and the smoke and dust, the roar of the propellers, and even the cold atmosphere in the night sky all stopped at this moment.

"I'm sorry, I have no grievances with you, I just killed you for my own benefit, as a monster, no one is over for you, if there is hell, I hope you and I don't meet there again. ”

The half-kneeling figure of Qiu Wuyi appeared in the wings of the lone vulture, the dust curtain gradually dispersed, and the moonlight sprinkled on the messy battlefield, making his appearance a little sacred.

"Nam no Amitabha,"

Qiu Wuyi's hands were folded, and under his feet was the huge body of the eight hands that had risen straight up, and the motionless demonic beast had lost its life.

A barely visible string pulled from between the beast's eyes, and thin lines of blood erupted from its body, forming a small blue fountain that dried up in a matter of seconds, it was one of the most unsuitable beasts to dye, with very little blood and no use. More and faster chapters are here.

The reason why the helicopter eight hands are difficult to defeat is because of its superb mimicry ability, second, because it can directly attack the ground from a high altitude, which cannot be touched by the attacks of ordinary martial artists, and third, it has a super regenerative ability, whether it is a tentacle or a body, even if it is cut off ninety percent, it can quickly recover.

A long time ago, Qiu Wuyi had made a good plan, and learned from books that its biggest weakness was its brain.

The huge helicopter eight-hand brain is very small, only the size of an ordinary person's thumb, and it is difficult to penetrate it directly even with the use of broken thousand mountains.

But Sharp String can kill it instantly through the closest point on its body, between its eyes, and it can't even feel the pain. More and faster chapters are here.

"Hoo ......"

When it was done, Qiu Wuyi let out a long breath and pulled out the short knife he was carrying, the jeweled short knife was actually extremely sharp, and it was inserted into the eyes of the eight hands of Zhisheng.

Three minutes, as soon as it dies three minutes later. The two eyeballs will become as hard as a stone, and in some places they will be used as a kind of gem, which is also a proof of successful crusade.

After receiving the two eyeballs in the backpack, Qiu Wuyi began to do the second thing, inserting the short knife from near the big head of the ascension eight hands, and easily peeled off its skin.

The seemingly rough skin becomes like transparent cellophane when peeled off, and it has more toughness than cellophane, and it is almost impossible to even notice its existence after folding.

Qiu Wuyi's movements were very careful, because it was related to whether his string killing technique could go to the next level, so he was even more serious than when he was fighting.

The overall shape of the helicopter eight hands is the appearance of an octopus, the big head part can peel out the skin as complete as a pocket, put down the knife, pinch the mouth of the transparent "leather bag", and blow it into a complete balloon, Qiu Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief, folded the leather bag and put it in the backpack, and began to do the third thing.

Inserting the blade into the body of the helicopter Hachiju from the mouth, even though it has super resilience when it is alive, it is only a lump of dead flesh after becoming a corpse, so it can be easily separated.

In the incision, Qiu Wuyi reached out and pulled out a black sac the size of a football, which was the gall of the eight hands of the straight uplift, which was filled with bile with a strange smell, a flammable object, and also a liquid that could stimulate the sense of smell of many demonic beasts.

Carefully holding his gallbladder, Qiu Wuyi jumped out, and within a moment, he disappeared in the wind and sand.

Although the crusade against the Demon Beast is over, the real thing to do is not over, and the bile of the Eight Hands can be kept fresh for about a whole day, and everything must be finished in the shortest possible time.

The sky was already dark, and Qiu Wuyi, who had never slept without a moment's rest, ran up a hill that was not too steep.

This mountain, he has been calculating for a long time, from the distribution of the mountain to the nearby monster ecology, a total of more than a month of research before the results are obtained, and it is concluded that the real hunting object is here.

The five-string absolute soldier, as the name suggests, is composed of five kinds of strings, among which the heavy strings that can carry thousands of catties, comparable to the sharp strings of swords, guns and halberds, the production method is extremely simple, as long as the method is explained in the blacksmith shop, it can be manufactured in large quantities.

But the other three strings were different, the materials and forging methods required for them were all strange, and even the name of the last string has not been handed down, and in his father's generation, only the four strings were left.

And today, Qiu Wuyi plans to make his own third string.

Running along the winding path to the top of the mountain, Qiu Wuyi squinted at the rising sun, and continued to hurry, regardless of **.

When I reached the top of the mountain, it was already three poles of the sun.

Qiu Wuyi didn't have time to catch his breath, and immediately groped for the sign he had noticed earlier—two large stones merging together.

In fact, it is a natural pile of rocks, which can form a wonderful concealment.

Put the gallbladder of the eight hands of the straight ascendant to the slightly flat place on the top of the mountain, pull out the short knife and cut a small hole on it, and a pungent fragrance came out of the incision, like sandalwood that was several times thicker, choking Qiu Wuyi and sneezing a few times.

Although I had seen a description of this bile in the secret books of the String Killing Technique, it was the first time I had come into contact with the real thing, and I didn't care about emotion, so I immediately flew away and hid in a stone bunker.

The fragrance volatilized along the incision, and soon covered most of the top of the mountain, and many demonic beasts surrounded the foot of the mountain, but none of them dared to rush up to find the source of the fragrance.

The smell even reached the air, and several pale blue bird-like demonic beasts swirled around the top of the mountain, hesitating.

Finally, a strange bird couldn't bear it anymore, perhaps because of its low IQ, and swooped down to the top of the mountain.

Here it comes.

Qiu Wuyi's tense nerves also became a thin string, and there was only the movement in his eyes that broke down into a grid when the strange bird rushed down.

At the moment when the bird-shaped demonic beast was about to catch its gallbladder, a rock on the top of the mountain suddenly rose rapidly, like a wave in the flatland, covering it entirely.

The rock was supposed to be solid, but this rocky wave was a real fluid, and the monster was caught off guard, and its whole body was wrapped in the soft rock, and it let out a sharp cry.

Seeing that something had happened to their companion, the demonic beasts hovering overhead immediately abandoned it and flew into the distance without looking back.

However, Qiu Wuyi, who had been hiding, moved, and rushed out towards the strange rock.