Chapter Seventy-Eight: Killing the Enemy with a Sword

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The swarm not far away suddenly changed.

Behind the dense insect swarm, there was a sudden commotion, crowding and pushing each other, and even formed a wave of insects, which was very beautiful...... If you don't consider their hideous appearance.

A wave of heat rushed in from afar, and the hot wind blew the sleeves of the three of them, pouring into the collars, instantly blowing Qi Ming's entire body through the air.

"This is ......" Qi Ming felt this familiar temperature, and his face suddenly showed excitement.

The woman who had been observing Qi Ming's reaction saw that his face was different, and she was about to grab Qi Ming and ask loudly, "What do you know?!"

Qi Ming opened the hand she had unceremoniously stretched out, but he didn't pursue her surprise, looked in the direction where the heat wave came from, and muttered, "That's my fourth brother." ”

"Your fourth brother?" the woman was slightly stunned.

"Your fourth brother?" Lao Ta seemed to react to something, and suddenly asked again, "You were distracted before, and you were also looking at your fourth brother?"

"Hmm. Qi Ming came back to his senses, nodded, and then said, "My fourth brother is a little unconscious now...... It's hard to say, in short, I can't count on him for the time being, and it's dangerous to get too close to him. But ......"

"But what?" the woman asked hurriedly.

Qi Ming's mind suddenly flashed a sentence that the evil spider queen said to the gourd babies through the body of the spider spirit when he was still in the cave that day: "That old devil is afraid of fire." ”

The past suddenly appeared in his mind, but Qi Ming also knew that the current situation was not good, shook his head and put away all the messy thoughts in his head, looking at the puzzled expressions of the two in front of him, Qi Ming suddenly asked: "Bloody sickle, are you afraid of fire?"

Qi Ming suddenly asked this question, and although the two of them were a little confused, they still answered honestly.

"When I read ancient books, I say it's ......"

Before Lao Ta finished speaking, the woman had already grabbed the stubble and hurriedly spoke: "The blood-greedy sickle belongs to wood and water, and is not afraid of ordinary fire, but it is especially afraid of divine fire, not only to suppress wood, but also to overcome water." ”

"That's easy!" Qi Ming nodded, finally breathing a sigh of relief, "Although my fourth brother uses some kind of divine fire, it is by no means an ordinary fire, and it is more than enough to deal with this blood-greedy sickle." ”

The old tower and the woman glanced at each other and were overjoyed.

"Then let's go to your fourth brother for refuge?" the woman asked urgently.

"No, I can't. Qi Ming shook his head, looked at the puzzled expressions of the two, and explained, "My fourth brother has been manipulated by someone, and now his mind has been affected by the killing intent, and the six relatives don't recognize it, we can't rashly appear in front of him, otherwise we will also be attacked by my fourth brother." ”

"How is that good?" the old tower also frowned, his facial features huddled together, and he was three points more vicious than the bloodthirsty sickle.

"Just follow my fourth brother. Qi Ming shrugged his shoulders, "But don't let him find out, it's easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and with my fourth brother opening the way, we will be much easier." ”

"That's a brilliant plan!" the woman nodded like a chicken.

"Since that's the case...... Lao Ta also nodded as if he had made up his mind, "I'll withdraw the magic circle, everyone will work harder and break through to your fourth brother!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and their faces showed resoluteness.

Qi Mingxuan set his eyes on the fire rising into the sky in the distance, and couldn't help but start worrying about several other gourd babies...... With such a powerful sea of insects, I don't know what the situation of the other brothers and sisters is.

All kinds of worries can only be forced to the bottom of his heart now, and at the moment, Qi Ming can only do his best to save his life first.

"Are you ready?" asked in a deep voice as Lao Ta reached out and grabbed the flagpole, his eyes swept around him around the hideous sickle centipedes.

Qi Ming and the others took a deep breath and nodded towards the old tower.

"Good!" the old tower shouted, like thunder, and the arm holding the banner suddenly exerted force, pulling the heavy banner from the ground again.

But seeing that this defensive magic circle covering a radius of ten meters only fell apart in an instant, turning into a little bit of spiritual light and shattering, dissipating into nothing in the wind.

"Let's go!"

Lao Ta roared, the big flag in his hand disappeared, and he replaced it with a wolf's tooth stick, and strode in the direction where the four babies were.

The old tower moved, and the two who had been waiting beside him for a long time immediately followed.

The three of them advanced and retreated together, and rushed towards the overwhelming swarm of bloodthirsty sickles with fearless faces.

The sickle group that had been blocked by the magic circle for a long time had been waiting for a long time, and suddenly saw that the three "rations" in front of them took the initiative to withdraw the magic circle, and they were immediately overjoyed.

But before they could rush to the side of the three, the gray orb in the woman's hand was once again powerful.

A gray and simple aura rippled from the top of the orb, and in the blink of an eye, it spread out a three-zhang radius, shaking the blood-greedy sickles that surged up and flew back.

The blow was frustrated, and the Bloodthirsty Scythepees had no intention of flinching at all, and they fell down one batch after another, and endlessly rushed up towards Qi Ming and the other three again.

"With my current state, I can't use this spirit bead at will, and the next thing is up to you. As she spoke, the woman clasped the spirit bead with her left hand, flipped it with her right hand, and conjured a three-foot Qingfeng, and casually pulled a sword flower, with a cautious look on her face.

"Don't worry. Lao Ta nodded, pretending to be relaxed, "It's just some demon beasts that can't be opened." ”

Qi Ming didn't speak, and was concentrating on preparing to meet the enemy, when suddenly a sharp sword was thrown in obliquely, and he subconsciously took it.

In a blink of an eye, the woman snorted coldly: "Seeing that you are pitiful with your bare hands, I will lend you a favor." ”

"I don't use the ...... of the sword" Qi Ming waved the long sword in his hand with a smile, although his mouth looked disgusted, his body still honestly clenched the hilt of the sword.

Somehow, although Qi Ming was just casually holding the long sword, he suddenly had a lot of pride in his heart.

The eldest husband was born in troubled times, and he should carry a three-foot sword and make immortal achievements!

As a human being in two lives, he has never touched a real weapon.

Previously, in the phantom array of the Ten Thousand Spider Heart, he had touched the Fang Tian Halberd in his memory once, although it was only an illusion, and now he thought about it for a short moment, but this feeling of holding absolute power in his hand was still enough for him to reminisce to this day.

Now that he is holding the sword earnestly, despite the difficult situation at the moment, feeling the cold touch of the metal in his palm, Qi Ming's somewhat confused heart suddenly calmed down little by little, and a real sense of security was born for no reason.

He suddenly understood a little bit about how an armed thug could easily deter a large group of unarmed ordinary people in the news of his previous life.

Because in the mortal world, weapons represent power, and the strong with power, killing the weak at will, seems to be common sense that everyone likes to see and accept.

Now Qi Ming has stepped into the world of monks, but he still has a mortal heart, and he now knows that for monks, the so-called weapons are no different from children's toys.

But the power is timeless.

Why was Grandpa taken away by the snake demon?

Because the snake demon is strong.

Why was Zhangjiazhuang washed in the blood of centipede spirit spider essence?

Because the villagers are weak.

Why are the gourd babies obviously the embodiment of justice, but they are played with by the Blood Centipede Demon King without any resistance?

Because seven weak people are tied together, they can't defeat a real strong man at all!

There are all kinds of feelings in my heart, but it is only two or three breaths.

The Bloodthirsty Scythe was close at hand, and Qi Ming had to come back to his senses and fight to meet the enemy.

It's just that when the sword in his hand fell and the blood splashed everywhere, in the eyes of the sword-wielding young man, a certain flame called fighting spirit began to gradually ignite, dotted with stars, very small, but firm enough.