At this time, it was too late for Wu Zhiyuan to close his feet, only to hear a few "swish" sounds, and the woman's pair of sharp claws grabbed Wu Zhiyuan's right trouser leg to pieces, but fortunately Wu Zhiyuan was still wearing one on his leg, so it did not hurt the flesh and skin.

Wu Zhiyuan knew that this woman was not very human, so he did not hesitate to pull out the peachwood sword from his handbag, pull the sword flower, and stab the woman in the chest.

The woman still didn't dodge, Wu Zhiyuan sneered in his heart, the peach wood sword is not a fleshy foot, this sword is stabbed, I don't believe you don't die.

I only heard a "poof", and the peachwood sword stabbed directly into the woman's chest, reaching the handle.

With a sword stab, Wu Zhiyuan was about to pull out the peachwood sword with his heavy arm, but at this moment, the woman grabbed Wu Zhiyuan's neck with both hands.

The sharp and slender nails were about to be inserted into the flesh, and in the midst of the crisis, Wu Zhiyuan's knees were on top and slammed into the woman's lower abdomen.

The woman was in pain, her hands suddenly loosened, Wu Zhiyuan took the opportunity to take a few steps back, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the hilt of the peachwood sword, and pulled out the peachwood sword with the momentum of retreat.

As soon as the peachwood sword that pierced through her chest was pulled out, a blood hole immediately appeared in the woman's chest, but strangely, not half a drop of blood came out of the wound.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't know why, but when he saw that the woman seemed to be unharmed, he screamed violently, and frantically came up to Wu Zhiyuan.

For this kind of invulnerable monster, Wu Zhiyuan knew that maybe only a spell could work, but whether the other party was a zombie or a ghost, or other monsters that had been refined, Wu Zhiyuan didn't know anything, and he couldn't think of a way to deal with it for a while, so he had to retreat backwards.

The alley is very narrow, and it is very cramped to dodge left and right, so you can only retreat.

The woman pressed step by step, the speed of her feet was extremely fast, Wu Zhiyuan could not avoid it, if she retreated further, she would have to retreat to the dance floor outside the small door, where there were still many people drinking and dancing, if the woman broke outside, I am afraid that more innocent people would be victimized.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan no longer retreated, but flew up and kicked at the woman's face.

The woman seemed to care deeply about her face, and hurriedly stepped back when she saw this.

Wu Zhiyuan saw that this method worked, and swung his peachwood sword to stab the woman in the face.

The situation suddenly flipped, the woman kept retreating, Wu Zhiyuan stabbed again and again, but every sword failed to stab, seeing that the woman was about to retreat to the corner, in order to prevent her from escaping from the corner, Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly poured vitality into the peach wood sword in his hand, the peach wood sword suddenly made a "buzzing" sound, listening to the sound was clearly a metal ice blade, not like it was made of peach wood at all.

The woman seemed to notice the sword aura emitted by the peachwood sword in Wu Zhiyuan's hand, her eyes were frightened, and she was about to flee in a hurry.

Wu Zhiyuan waved the peachwood sword in his hand, raised it high above his head and slashed down.

The tip of the peachwood sword happened to pass in front of the woman, and it was only a finger's distance from her face, but the sword aura emanating from the sword body split the white-flowered yarke hat on the woman's head and the veil on her face in half, and the hat split in two along with the veil and slid to the ground.

At the same time, Wu Zhiyuan saw the woman's face, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, and shouted "ah".

It was not a face at all, or, only, half a face, for the part covered by the woman's veil had no skin at all, revealing grayish-brown carrion, and white teeth seemed to be embedded in carrion, disgusting and human. The only few hairs left on her head were scattered on top of her head, and they couldn't cover her scalp at all.

"You see it now?" The woman cried out bitterly,

His eyes rolled, he glared at Wu Zhiyuan viciously, and repeated the sentence, "You see it now?" Do you see it now? ”

As she spoke, the woman pressed towards Wu Zhiyuan step by step.

For some reason, at this time, in addition to being shocked, Wu Zhiyuan actually felt sympathy for this woman, and a person was ruined like this, which shows what inhuman treatment she has received.

"Who the hell are you? Why did it end up like this? Wu Zhiyuan took a step back, put the peachwood sword across his chest, and said, "Tell me, I'll help you get justice!" ”

"Who am I? You don't know who I am? The woman's face was hideous, in fact, Wu Zhiyuan could only see the expression on the upper part of her face, because there was only flesh around her eyes.

Hearing the woman's rhetorical question, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt that she might be someone he once knew.

"We know each other?" Wu Zhiyuan asked in amazement.

"Do we not just know each other?" The woman screamed wildly and flew towards Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan grabbed a handful of soybeans from his handbag, silently recited a spell in his mouth, flipped his palm and raised it, and raised the soybeans in his hand towards the woman who rushed towards him.

only heard a "crackling" cracking sound, and the soybeans burst on the woman's body, until her clothes were tattered, her skin and flesh were blurred, and she was miserable.

"Don't come over again, or you're welcome." Wu Zhiyuan said angrily.

Although she was blown up by soybeans, the woman seemed to have not been traumatized, and she pounced on Wu Zhiyuan with a hideous face.

In desperation, Wu Zhiyuan could only repeat the old trick, and grabbed the soybeans from the handbag and threw them over, this time the soybeans still burst, and the woman was blown up, but she still couldn't stop her momentum.

Dealing with this kind of invulnerable body, Wu Zhiyuan really didn't know how to deal with it, if the Blood Shadow Demon Knife was in his hand, he might be able to dismantle her in eight pieces, not to mention that the Blood Shadow Demon Knife was not in Wu Zhiyuan's hands, even in his hands, he couldn't bear to do such a cruel thing.

Just stunned for a moment, the woman was already close at hand, Wu Zhiyuan raised the peachwood sword and stabbed her chest, and with another "poof", the peachwood sword once again pierced the woman's chest.

Almost at the same time, the woman's hands grabbed Wu Zhiyuan's neck, and the force was surprisingly great, and the sharp nails had pierced the skin between Wu Zhiyuan's neck and stabbed into the flesh.

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't breathe well, knowing that before he suffocated, he would definitely be killed by the woman's fingers, and at this time, he could already feel blood flowing out of his neck from between the woman's five fingers.

Wu Zhiyuan couldn't care about the suspicion of men and women, let alone the blur of flesh and blood on the woman's chest, he reached out and pushed the woman's chest hard, and even ran the vitality, but it was still to no avail, the woman was like a leech attached to the body, firmly grasping Wu Zhiyuan's neck, and the strength was getting bigger and bigger.

The situation was urgent, Wu Zhiyuan bit the tip of his tongue violently, and spit out a mouthful of tongue blood towards the woman's face.

The woman suddenly let out a miserable "ah", let go of Wu Zhiyuan's neck, covered her face with her hands and took a few steps back, her body kept twisting, and she looked very painful.

Wu Zhiyuan clutched his throat and coughed a few times, gasped for a few breaths, and before he could completely recover his breath, the woman suddenly danced like crazy with a pair of sharp claws, and attacked again.

Seeing this, Wu Zhiyuan secretly complained in his heart, it seemed that it would take a lot of brains to deal with this monster.

At this moment, Wu Zhiyuan suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a raised part on the top of the woman's head, and the raised part was very abrupt, and it was definitely not her skull.

What is that?