Chapter 162: Fishing in Troubled Waters
The flying whip easily pierced the walls, as if they were made of tofu. The whip twisted like a snake, chasing the ghosts in the house and crying.
Finally, the ghost cried, and the whip pierced him.
The afterimage shattered, Nangong pounced forward, and the frost and snow sword cut off the long whip.
The hoarfrost spread along the long whip, and the bewitching woman across the wall lost her face, and quickly released the whip, and the moment the whip was taken off, it immediately broke one after another.
Rumble!
As soon as the poor wall was pierced, it was smashed to pieces.
A King Kong Barbie broke through the wall, opened his thick arms, and hugged Nangong with death.
Nangong lowered her head and dodged, and with a slippery turn, a sword pierced through the gap between her thick arms and stabbed her in the chest.
The Frost Sword stabbed into her chest with lightning and left with lightning speed.
Crystal beads of blood splattered from the wound, and while they were still in the air, they turned into ruby ice beads and shattered on the ground.
King Kong Barbie's face was flushed, and thick white smoke came out of the wound, resisting the cold demonic aura.
Her tall body was extremely flexible, and a strong wind blew between her movements, and her big hand shrouded her.
Poof!
In the same position, a blood flower bloomed, and the tip of a knife poked out.
In an instant, more than ten wounds crisscrossed the whole body.
At the wound, a waterfall of blood spurted out, and King Kong Barbie's huge body fell to the ground with a bang, and behind her, the ghost cry showed its traces.
Eventually, the ravaged house collapsed, and the owner of the house, who was lying on the bed, was smashed on the head by a piece of rubble.
The tiles shattered, a large bag rose on his forehead, and the sleeping owner of the house was smashed, and his eyes were opened.
Then, you can see the falling beams.
The owner of the house screamed, his eyes closed, his body curled, his head in his hands and trembled, waiting for the moment when the beam of the house smashed against his body.
Bang!
The voice was very dull.
The owner of the house let go of his hand in confusion, opened his eyes, and saw a snow-white sky, and on the sky, there was flying snow dancing in the wind.
The beam slammed into the ground with a loud thud, the sound was slightly ethereal, and through the "whine" of the wind, it reached his ears.
He looked around suspiciously, there was a ruin all around, the splashed rubble fell to the bed, and a figure holding a long knife and wearing a hat quickly walked away, all of which made him rub his eyes vigorously, a little incredulous.
The cold wind blew, the irritating cold he sneezed, snot flew out, and he finally believed that it was all true.
Several figures quickly staggered, apparently already in a fight.
The owner of the house was no longer confused, and he finally knew what had happened to him.
Click!
The bed under him also collapsed, and the owner of the house fell to the ground, thought about it, shrank into the quilt, and wrapped it tightly.
The cold wind blew, and he wrapped him tighter.
Fake, fake, it's a dream, it's a dream......
The flying poison dart was bounced away by Ghost Cry, and he left his left hand, and the flying knife was in his hand, and he threw it along the trajectory of the poison dart in response.
The woman who threw poison darts was hit in the shoulder by a throwing knife and tumbled off the roof.
Nangong fought with the woman holding the double hook, and in the face of her of the same sex, it seemed very difficult, and she was not as neat as she was original.
Ghost Cry was just about to go and help, when suddenly he stomped on the ground and jumped up.
An arm stretched out of the snow, and blade-like nails collided with each other, blooming sparks.
The crimson light of the sword fell from the sky and sank into the earth, and the arm hung down, no longer moving.
The ghost cry in mid-air reached out to hold the eaves, exerted force on his back, and reached the roof with a backflip.
There were two women on the roof, a madwoman with weed-like hair, and a blind old woman with her eyes rolling.
There was a small sound of tiles clashing, bells and wind mixed together, and the three figures collided and quickly separated, blood splattered from the collision, and drop by drop dotted the snow-covered roof.
Black, red, and white, all of which intertwined, split the entire roof into pieces.
The tiles fell from the eaves and smashed to pieces. The mad woman with a weed-like hair followed closely behind, falling to the ground with a muffled grunt, her posture distorted, and her face pale.
She stood up with difficulty, covering the wound on her neck, still glad that the wound was not deep.
Bang!
The wound exploded, and red splattered from between the fingers. The crazy woman's body shook, her pupils dilated, and she fell down.
After a while, another figure rolled down and smashed into the madwoman's body. This man is the companion of the madwoman.
The whip was like a poisonous snake, forcing Nangong to retreat.
The bewitching woman's face was pale, and she gritted her teeth and said to the double-hooked woman opposite Nangong: "Withdraw!"
After saying this, her heart dripped, and she glanced viciously at the ghost cry who was speeding away, and quickly retreated with the people, passing by another group of people.
......
Armed with spears and shields, the armor soldiers walked quickly along the street in groups, and a figure suddenly flashed to the back of a group of armor soldiers.
He covered the armorer's mouth with one hand, and pulled out a sharp knife with the other, wiping the armorer's neck.
The figure dragged the corpse of the soldier to the side of the street, took off his helmet and put it on his head, discarded his body to the ground, and then picked up the gun and shield and caught up with the group of armor soldiers who were speeding away.
This figure is Boss Wu, he has an old face, a thin body, wearing a helmet, holding a spear and a big shield, how funny he looks, how he looks incompatible with other tall armorers.
But something magical happened.
After he followed this group of armor soldiers for more than ten steps, he miraculously blended into it.
It's like secretly soaking a soak of urine when swimming in the pool, silently, and before you know it, you have stiffened.
"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!!" urged one after another, like a talisman.
The armorers complained in their hearts, gritting their teeth against the cold wind, and the iron armor was like ice, wearing it on their bodies, and they shivered with cold.
But when the order was in his body, he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only grit his teeth and move forward, trying to chase the target.
Ghost Cry and Nangong were entangled, and none of the people present were Ghost Cry's opponents, but their methods were strange, and they could always find traces of Ghost Cry and Nangong. Even if they attacked the blockade again and again, in the face of these prime ministers' disciples and the powerful armor soldiers, they always fell short.
As the armorers began to shrink, the situation of Devil Cry and Nangong became more and more difficult.
Poof!
Anxious in his heart, he couldn't bear it anymore, and Boss Wu pierced the body of the armorer in front of him with a shot.
The armorer who was pierced in front of him turned his head with difficulty, looking at Boss Wu in disbelief, and couldn't imagine why his companion suddenly killed the killer.
He fell to his knees in pain, the moments in his mind echoing over and over again, and finally closed his eyes in confusion.
Boss Wu staggered over to his corpse and took his place.
There were fewer and fewer people, and eventually, the leader of the pair of armor soldiers noticed that something was wrong.
Because, he suddenly found out how he only had one subordinate left.
Boss Wu stabbed him to death with a single shot, then removed the helmet from his head and put on his helmet. Then, I fell into confusion.
Without the leader of this detachment, Boss Wu didn't know where he should go.