Volume 2: Snow Ridge Please Ling - Haidong Imperial Mausoleum Chapter 309: The Death of the Beng
Yue Guanchao saw that the tentacles were becoming more and more chaotic, and he had an idea in his heart!
He deliberately slowed down his body and gave this beast a false move, and he was angry and wanted to kill, but when he saw that his skills were slowing down, he thought that his strength was exhausted, and sure enough, he whimpered with his wide head, obviously hooked.
As long as the tentacles are close to his body, Yue Guanchao will definitely shake like a fairy, jumping from between the chains several times to dodge the side, and the clam is not to say, and he can't immediately retract the tentacles!
There are many times like this, and these tentacles can't retract, interspersed with knots and messed up into a ball!
Yue Guanchao hung on the chain and looked back, the tentacles of the clam had all knotted into a clump, and there were no other tentacles to attack the living creatures.
He knew that the opportunity had finally come, and as long as he abolished these tentacles, it would be much easier to subdue the clumps of tentacles.
"Brother Ge, copy the guy and it~"
Yue Guanchao looked at Ge Da, shook his eyebrows at him, and Ge Da comprehended that he would take out a scimitar and outflank Yue Guanchao from both directions, and slash at the tentacle chaos together.
The clam had been the climate for thousands of years, and when it realized that it knew what they were thinking, it shrank its tentacles and tried to hide in the waterhole.
Once the tentacle is returned to the water, and when it unravels the tentacle group, the two will only be ferociously retaliated!
Yue Guanchao and Ge Da stepped on the tentacles fiercely, trying to stop the tentacles from retracting, but after all, the strength under their feet was not as strong as their arms, and the tentacles were slippery and difficult to catch, even if they were trampled underfoot, they still slowly slid towards the waterhole.
As long as they loosen their feet, they will definitely give up all their efforts, and the two of them are unwilling to draw water from the bamboo basket, so they can't help but be led by tentacles to the waterhole and slowly slide towards the mussels.
"Eun Gong~"
Ma Chang's tentacles quickly retracted into the pool, and both hands threw out the hanging wire in his hand to grab the tentacles.
When the suspensory wire buckled the tentacles, Ma Chang began to exert force with both hands, dragged the suspensory wire and tied it to the bronze statue's arm, and pressed it downward.
The strength of the three people is much greater than that of the two people, and the force of the hanging wire is on the arm of the bronze statue, so Ma Chang can pull it backwards without any scruples, and cooperate with Yue Guanchao, and he actually dragged the tentacles back to the shore and pulled them near the bronze statue.
For a while, the tentacles that had been retracted into the waterhole, like a snail lying on the ground and slowing down, were dragged to the shore a little bit, and in a blink of an eye, they were all ashore.
"Quick, stop the ink, cut it quickly."
Song Siyuan stood behind Ma Chang and gestured towards Yue Guanchao's eyes, he and Ge Da let go and picked up the scimitar, slashing at the tentacles one after the other.
Click~
The knife fell, and the blood splashed.
As long as the two of them find the weakest point, they will use all their strength to cut off all the tentacles.
The severed tentacles were like the tail of a gecko, even if it had broken away from its mother, it was still wriggling and shuttling in the blood like a snake, like a mass of parasites shaking and shaking, so disgusting that Yue Guanchao kicked his legs and kicked them into the distance!
"Moo~Roar!!"
The tentacles all grew on the body of the mussel, and the severe pain caused by all the fractures made the mussel tear his heart and lungs and roar to the sky, and the blood foam sprayed red all over the pool, and he no longer dared to do evil, all the tentacles on his body seemed to be cut off from the roots, only half a meter long was left, and even going ashore became a luxury, so he had to take the corpse and cut off his arm to flutter in the waterhole, venting his resentment.
"Brother, it's good, this beast can be regarded as being submissive."
Yue Erpao hid behind the bronze statue, and saw that the clam was no longer able to climb out of the waterhole with his tentacles, and he jumped three feet high with joy.
Seeing that he was out of danger, Yu Bo exhaled a long breath, and he didn't even have time to wipe the cold sweat on his head, so he hurriedly ran to Yue Guanchao's side and took out the cloth bag from the bamboo basket.
"Hou Sheng, I just thought, if the black catfish is afraid of god-worshipping incense powder, is it the same for this mussel, since we have defeated it, we might as well cut the grass and eradicate the roots."
Yue Guanchao looked at Uncle Yu, the god-worshipping incense powder was all in the palm-sized long pocket, and he nodded slightly towards the old man: "Uncle Yu, you are right, it's just that you don't need so much, leave a line for everything, we can throw half of it in." ”
After speaking, he tore off the strips of cloth on his body, wrapped half of the god-worshipping incense powder, took the bow and arrow handed by Song Siyuan, and shot at the mussel with a whoosh.
The mussel's mouth was different from that of ordinary beasts, its mouth was full of staggered sharp teeth, and the moment it opened its mouth and roared, the god-worshipping incense powder pierced directly into its mouth, and it was immediately sent into its body.
"Isn't it useless?"
Yue Guanchao and everyone else hid behind the bronze statue, staring at the waterhole carefully, after swallowing the god-worshipping incense powder, he didn't show any discomfort, but he wasn't sure in his heart, whether this thing was useful to it or not.
"Puff~Roar~Puff~"
When the drums were beating in everyone's hearts, the clam suddenly rolled violently.
The black skirt quickly stood up, and the body fluttered and churned in the pool, stirring the pool as if boiling water, and the nostrils erupted with golden mist, and the eyes that should have been half-asleep and half-awake suddenly widened, and the thief's black eyes bubbled with blood.
After a while, blood began to spurt from his mouth.
First, the yellow-green mottled pus, then began to vomit rotten flesh and dry bones, and finally even the dry bones were vomited clean, and the stomach and intestines were vomited out with a loud roar.
"Moo~~~~~"
The clam let out a final mournful cry, its eyes rolled upward, and the light dissipated.