Chapter 44: Giving You a Chance...... You're useless!

He just said this, I don't know if it was mixed with words with a playful tone, which seemed to provoke the stitching ghost.

On the faces of the two halves of the ghost, there is a tacit understanding and an angry look at the same time!

Fan Wu's verbal provocation provoked anger and blasphemy against the Great Venerable......

All of them made the stitching ghosts eager to swallow Fan Wu alive!

Ignoring the injuries carried by its own soul, it fell on all fours and rushed towards Fan Wu like a wild beast.

It was running so fast that others couldn't react at all.

At least Xie Jiuyi felt that with his eyesight, he couldn't see the movements of the stitched ghost at all.

He could barely see an afterimage passing by.

Wherever the afterimage passed, the yin qi was churning like mist, which made people shudder!

It made him palpitate!

The stitching ghost, who was emotionally annoyed, did not rush towards Xie Jiuyi and Shen Jiyue, but identified Fan Wu alone!

wants to devour Fan Wu's body and soul.

At the back of its head, a large amount of black hair was growing at a breakneck rate.

And swept towards Fan Wu's position!

The stitching ghost himself is also like a tooth and claw to reveal a hideous and terrifying face.

Wielding the only remaining arm with claws, and the other with claws already severed......

Rushing to Fan Wu to attack!

Its reckless movements, as if it wanted to exchange injuries for injuries with Fan Wu, thus consuming Fan Wu to death.

If it is really a "numerical game", with Fan Wu's 89+ [life] attribute, it may really overturn.

After all, the [life] attribute of the stitched ghost, even if he suffered several heavy blows, it was much higher than Fan Wu.

It's a pity......

The world of the Strange is not a game world.

[Life] attribute is higher than Fan Wu......

It doesn't have to grind Fan Wu to death!

I saw that the thousands of black hairs behind the stitched ghost brain had quickly wrapped around Fan Wu's feet, and Fan Wu's ankles were wrapped like a big dumpling, as if Fan Wu was afraid of moving.

The yin and yang grimace of the stitched ghost was obviously stunned.

The black hair on the back of its head was actually just a feint, but it didn't expect that the feint would be successful?

The stinky Taoist priest in front of him who dared to blaspheme the Great Venerable and dared to despise it was ......

Don't dodge or dodge?

Moreover, this stinky Taoist priest did not use the sword in his hand that made him tremble a little to cut off the black hair that was entangled in his feet.

What's he doing?

What does he want to do?

In just a short period of lightning and flint, several problems such a few problems emerged.

But when it reached its body, it was already close to Fan Wu.

It doesn't have time to think about it that much.

One of its claw-bladed arms slammed into Fan Wu's empty left hand, and its other arm with a claw-bladed blade was a right hand that controlled Fan Wu's Broken Demon Sword.

The stitching ghost knew that this sword was very powerful, so it didn't want Fan Wu to use this sword in the first place!

Its huge head was less than two steps away from Fan Wu's head!

At the center of its eerie yin and yang face, a small gap was opened. In a short period of time, that small gap became as big as Keju.

The gap occupies a third of the grimace.

The gap in the center of the eyebrows was dark, as if no light could illuminate it. An indescribable air of dead silence permeated from the darkness.

It stared at Fan Wu deadly.

The pitch-black gap at the center of his eyebrows was straight at Fan Wu's head, and a strange black mist with an ominous and deathly aura was rolling...... Erupting from the gap!

Go straight to Fan Wu!

The billowing and extremely strange ominous black fog seemed to be able to corrode all living beings.

The air seemed to make a strange "sizzle" sound.

The air is being eroded by the ominous black mist!

"I told you, I'll let you have two hands." Fan Wu, who was approaching danger, still did not panic at all.

At this tense moment when everyone was holding their breath, he also showed a "kind" smile.

Looking at the ominous black fog in front of him.

He doesn't dodge or dodge.

Instead, take a big breath!

The ominous black mist gushing out of the pitch-black gap in the heart of the stitched ghost eyebrows was actually inhaled into the body cavity by Fan Wu by opening his mouth!

This strange scene happened......

not only looked at Shen Jiyue and Xie Jiuyi who were not far away.

At the same time, I was stunned by the stitching ghost!

Person.

Ghost.

All stunned!

Fan Wu inhaled wisps of ominous black mist like a greedy glutton, his lung capacity could not be seen at all at this time, and there was not a wisp of ominous black mist that could escape his inhalation.

After just a few breaths passed, the ghost's soul body became trance-like and illusory.

Obviously, the use of this trick consumes it very much.

The pitch-black gap at the center of the eyebrows is slowly closing.

Because if it doesn't close again, I'm afraid its whole ghost will be consumed to death!

But what makes it unbelievable.

The ridiculously strong stinky Taoist priest in front of him didn't look like he felt the slightest feeling!

This guy sucked its black mist in.

Unexpectedly......

Nothing at all?!

How can it be!!

Its hollow eyes widened, and the extremely dangerous ominous black fog that could erode and melt even the hard steel! Even the soul of a cultivator can be corrupted!

A person's skin defenses are strong...... Barely able to make the stitching ghost acceptable.

Then the internal organs should be fragile, right? It's not as firm as your skin, is it?

But......

This weird stinky Taoist inhaled the black mist, and the black mist should erode his internal organs.

Why isn't there any?

He......

Is it really human?

At this moment, it was no longer just Qin Tiansi's people who suspected that Fan Wu was not human. Even this stitching ghost is wondering, is Fan Wu a human being?

No one answered this question that it had raised.

Saw.

After Fan Wu's mouth was closed, he opened it again, and the billowing ominous black mist was like a sharp arrow off the string, and it was actually spit out of his mouth!

Exhale like an arrow!

Nothing more than that!

And in the ominous black fog, there is also a very strong and majestic yang energy, and the stitching ghost didn't notice it for a while, and was directly sprayed.

The painful burning and erosive sensation made the yin and yang grimace of the stitched ghost distort in an instant!

"Shh!!!h

It let out a deafening roar in agony that shattered the crockpot, the terrible sound...... When it is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who hear it, it makes people almost feel pity.

The expression on its face, in just a few moments, changed countless times because it was too painful.

The "skin" of the ghost's face is stitched together, as if it has been corroded by sulfuric acid.

The "skin" gradually melted away, revealing the black "bones" inside!

The black hair that wrapped around Fan Wu's feet also quickly retreated backwards. The two ghost hands that grabbed Fan Wu's arms also hurriedly let go.

It couldn't bear the pain at all.

I just want to distance myself from Fan Wu.

However, the moment Fan Wu let go of it, he grabbed one of its hands with his backhand.

His terrifying grip actually cracked the thick wrist of the stitching ghost!

The ghost is trembling all over!

Extreme pain!

"Huh......" took a long breath of relief, and the expression on Fan Wu's face did not show any discomfort. He still had that rather kind smile on his face, staring directly at the stitching ghost in front of him.

"Give you a chance...... You're useless! He kicked the devil in the jaw with a direct kick to the sky.

The stitching ghost was kicked three inches off the ground, and the ghost body fell back uncontrollably.

Then he fell to the ground hard!

Fan Wu retracted his feet, and the Broken Demon Sword in his hand stepped forward without hurrying.

The tip of the sword is pointed at the throat of the ghost!

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