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"Yes, maybe this kind of thing will work. Ding Li looked at it for a long time, and finally determined a spell and couldn't help but shout: "Whoever has a dagger, hurry up and get it!"

"Here, here!" exclaimed Tom, and everyone had something like a dagger. threw it directly to Ding Li.

This is an extremely sharp military dagger with a serrated blood groove on its back, and at a glance it is a murder weapon. Piercing into the human body is definitely not easy to even stitch up.

"Good knife!" Ding Li praised, the authentic military product was much stronger than the dagger that was made by someone. I believe that it is not so easy to break.

Ding Li began to walk up, stomped his feet on the ground three times, and shouted, "Xiaozhu upper body!"

"What the hell is this?" A few remaining foreigners surrounded Ding Li in the middle. watched Ding Li jump around like crazy, looking at each other one by one.

One of the guys even muttered, "Didn't you say that this guy is a magician from the East?

"It's the same with the wizards of Africa, they all dance like this!" said a black man, unconvinced.

"When is it, shut up!" Tom snorted coldly, "You idiots, don't disturb him. Our lives are still in his hands!"

But at this time, Fang Xiaozhu, who had been following Ding Li's left and right, shouted: "I know the way, brother." As he spoke, he suddenly pounced on Ding Li.

A familiar cold aura made Ding Li almost can't help but tremble his teeth. This is Fang Xiaozhu has already been on his body.

Immediately, Ding Li's whole person seemed to be frozen, and even his consciousness was about to fail, and his thoughts were about to become blank.

The others who were standing nearby also felt an inexplicable wind blowing over just now, almost making them shiver.

All of a sudden, everyone fell silent and watched Ding Li's movements with wide eyes.

Fortunately, Ding Li is not the first time to be psychic, he already has some experience, and let the cold surging all over his body, freezing people.

He just always kept in mind Bao Yuan Shouyi, and said in his mouth: "Please fly the sword god, descend to the world and behead people, everyone harms me and does not do evil, the Taoist sacrifice flying sword, and the life of the wicked is lost." I serve the Flying Sword Ancestor, and the divine soldiers are as urgent as the law!"

The pen and ink in his hand hooked the cinnabar ink, and quickly wrote: "The sword face is yin and yang, carving the law of heaven and earth, Qian takes the burly gang as the pin, and Kun uses the thunder and lightning to ......"

He kept in mind the heart method on the cheats, the heart went with the pen, the pen according to the heart, the heart and pen were one, and the spirit was since. This is easier said than done. Fortunately, Ding Li is now in a state of psychic possession.

The soul retreated from the main consciousness, like a bystander. It's more like sitting in a car and driving, although you can control the car and make all kinds of movements, but the car is moving, not the person driving.

This state is extremely strange, but it also happens to be in line with the state of drawing talismans, allowing Ding Li to outline a few talismans on the dagger like a cloud.

Just after the last stroke, I heard a buzzing sound and the air vibrate. The dagger jumped twice on the table, as if it had come to life, and finally stopped.

With a hula, all the foreigners gathered around and asked, "How is the magician?"

At this time, Ding Li was still in a trance and said: "Now with this dagger, you can hurt that ghost, that is, the spirit!"

"What a joke!" exclaimed Tom, "will you let us take this dagger into a dream and kill Freddy?"

Ding Li said coldly: "Although I can't bring it into my dream, I dare to guarantee that as long as you hold this dagger, Freddy will never dare to approach you, let alone enter your dream!"

Although he is not ashamed to say this, this is the first time in Ding Li's life that he has cast a spell, and even he doesn't know how many effects he has.

And there is no master to teach, just rely on himself, follow the secret book and read the book, is it right? Even he didn't count it in his heart.

But apparently everyone else believed it, and several foreigners grabbed the dagger in a dagger. At this time, you can see the sequelae after Dan's death.

There is no guy with absolute prestige who can shock these people. As a result, no one was convinced, and everyone wanted to snatch the dagger in their hands.

After all, this is a life-saving guy, who can save his own life from the hands of that pervert Freddy!

"There's a magician, let the magician make a few more!" Tom decided.

"It's a pity...... My ability now is limited, and at most I can only open up such a sword......" Ding Li said.

Hearing Ding Li say this, everyone else was in an uproar.

Ding Li is not lying, it is. To open the light for this sword, the consumption is too huge, and if you open one or two more swords, Ding Li estimates that he can lie down by himself.

"But I can draw a talisman for everyone," Ding Li said.

This sentence miraculously stopped these quarrels. Tom looked at Ding Li with some suspicion and asked, "How's the effect?" I mean compared to this dagger?"

"Of course, it can't be compared, but I guess it will be somewhat useful, right? at least remind you that Freddy is here!" Ding Li said.

"All right, it's up to you," said Tom, "then no problem, we'll give this dagger to the magician, because the magician knows how to use it best!"

Ding Li was impressed by Tom, but he didn't expect that this guy who saw it as soon as he opened his eyes and didn't make a very reliable first impression actually had quite a lot of leadership skills.

"No problem!" Tom's distribution plan, in the eyes of these foreigners, seems quite reasonable. Therefore, they all agreed that for these foreigners, reasonableness is far more important than fairness.

For Ding Li now, everything is just in the stage of painting a scoop according to the gourd. He didn't know what the meaning of this amulet was, and why he painted it like this, so he could only draw it according to the cat and the tiger. But whether it will work or not, even he himself can't say.

Fortunately, drawing amulets is much easier than consecrating a dagger. Rao is like this, when Ding Li finished drawing a talisman for everyone who remained, the whole person also felt almost collapsed.

Even when Fang Xiaozhu left Ding Li's body, he had a feeling of extreme weakness. The feeling of weakness that came out of my bones was as if I had just been seriously ill and not yet fully recovered.