Rumble!

The wall behind the idol is in flames. The sudden rise in heat caused the snow to melt and a large amount of white gas to boil.

"Hey, you recognize me. Li Dalang raised his head with difficulty, and the heavy pressure pressed his body tightly, as if he was pressed on the bed by a ghost. Obviously there is no heavy object on his body, but he can't get up.

"Of course I do. Ghost Cry's tone was cold and accentuated, as if it came from the depths of the distant underground: "We have only met for a short time. ”

"yes. Li Dalang smiled strangely with difficulty: "But my skin is gone, how did you recognize me." ”

The ghost cried: "Breath, voice, don't have to rely on your eyes. ”

"Do you know?" Li Dalang smiled weirdly: "You have too many words." ”

Rumble!

On one side, the wall shattered.

The heavy hammer, held high, fell with a bang. Li Dalang felt his body light, used his hands and feet together, and quickly retreated backwards.

Ghost Cry's expression became even more gloomy, and the long knife met it.

There was a tear, and a string of sparks bloomed.

The square-headed hammer deflected along the trajectory of the blade and slammed into the ground.

The ground shook, accompanied by flying dust and snow, and a huge crater appeared. Overhead, several tiles fell, along with the snow and dust from the roof.

The sturdy and tall body squeezed in from the outside and let out an angry roar. And his appearance, bald head, fish face, white bone Buddha beads, is also exactly the same as the statue of the god.

The temple has been abandoned, this guy has fallen from the altar, and now he is just a monster with a touching IQ.

He roared, and spit out turbid gas from his mouth, and the turbid gas was shaped into black smoke, and the taste was like the fragrance of plum blossoms, just inhaling a little, the ghost cry felt that his energy was rapidly consumed, and he quickly held his breath.

Looking at the snow-white plum blossoms swaying on the branches outside, the ghost cried and then understood why Nangong, who had always been vigilant, was tricked.

However, this silly girl was obviously gradually numb in the chase, and when she saw the heavy snow, she thought that winter had arrived, but she didn't know that according to the time, it was still autumn at this time, not when the plum blossoms were blooming.

Li Dalang can be killed at any time, but this culprit must die, and the ghost cries regardless of whether this former god is used or not.

The long-handled war hammer swung again, and the ghost cried and hugged Nangong three steps back, and the whistling long-handled war hammer slashed across his chest.

This is a big guy who is a foot tall, and his strength is just as great. But it's a pity that Devil May Cry once dealt with a big guy, but it's much more powerful than this one.

The demonic aura that soared into the sky was firmly blocked by evil thoughts, and the demonic aura stirred up a cold wind, making the cold iron armor even colder.

However, the boiling blood was as hot as the boiling hot water in the iron pot on the flame, and the steaming heat came out of Ghost Cry's body, even if he held a person in his arms, he resolutely raised his sword with one hand and launched a charge.

The rapid and continuous change of direction dazzled the big cumbersome guy in front of him, and the originally light two-handed warhammer in his hand became chaotic and bombarded the wooden pillar.

With a click, the log pillar snapped into it, exposing the dry wood under the red lacquer, and a piece of sawdust flew everywhere.

Overhead, without the support of logs, the roof collapsed again, and large tiles fell from the sky, crackling and smashing to the ground.

The big bulky creature let out an angry roar, and the cold blade flashed, and the sharp tip pierced through the flesh, piercing through the right lower abdomen and stabbing out from the lower back.

One large and one small staggered, the blade cut horizontally, the waist was torn apart, and the internal organs rolled out and steamed.

Ghost Cry turned around, and the dance class turned around, and the tip of the knife pointed to the ground, drawing a semicircle on the ground, revealing a blood-red trajectory.

Blood splattered and fell to the ground like broken petals.

The blood was very red and red, and this big guy who fell from the altar was very painful and painful. He threw away his long-handled hammer and fell to his knees, his large hands gently cupping his entrails and wailing in despair.

Li Dalang's heart trembled when he saw it, he felt that he had underestimated the knife technique of the ghost cry, and he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly threw himself towards the wall of fire.

However, the ghost cries faster, even when he is holding a person in his arms.

"You've been fooled!"

He giggled and turned suddenly, a blinding white light shooting out from his waist.

A sharp knife with lightning patterns appeared in his palm and stabbed straight at Nangong.

Figures staggered, blood falling from the tip of the knife.

Ghost Cry looked gloomy, and there was a shallow scar on the back of his hand.

"That's all you have to do. ”

Li Dalang fell to the ground, and large expanses of blood gushed out of his neck.

Most of his neck was torn open and his head tilted to the side. But even so, he was still moving. I saw him turn his head and tear off the white cloth on his face, revealing an ugly face. This face, with skin.

Scapegoat!

The ghost cried and his eyelids jumped, and 'Li Dalang' exploded with a bang, and countless butterflies-like white cloths fluttered, and at the door, the real Li Dalang appeared.

He was still like a mummy, with a blood-dripping knife in his hand.

Sticking out his tongue, he licked off the blood on it, and showed a smug smile: "Ghost cry, you are really powerful, I have never seen a knife as amazing as you, but today, you still have to die." ”

Ghost Cry narrowed his eyes, his originally narrow eyes turned into line segments, and black blood gushed out from the wound on the back of his hand: "Do you think it's just these poisons?"

"These are no ordinary poisons. Li Dalang cracked his mouth, and the white cloth squirmed, revealing all his teeth.

Ghost Cry snorted coldly: "I don't think this picture is anything special. ”

"Of course you don't notice it, but have you ever heard of the poison curse?"

If Li Dalang still has skin at this moment, presumably. At this moment, his face was already pale.

"Ever heard of a vicious spell?"

"Of course not. ”

Li Dalang shook his head: "It's a poison with spells." ”

The ghost cry became strange: "So, you licked the poison from the knife." ”

Li Dalang's laughter became more and more weird: "Yes, I'm poisoned now, are you surprised?"

"It was a pleasant surprise indeed. Ghost Cry also turned up the corners of his mouth and laughed.

The two laughed at each other, and burst into hearty laughter at the same time: "Hahahahaha......"

The ghost cried, "To be honest, it's the first time I've seen such a stupid person. Knowing that his knife was poisonous, he still had to lick it. ”

Li Dalang said: "To be honest, I have seen such simple people like you more than once, and they always think that my poison can poison me. ”

The ghost cried and smiled, "Isn't it poisonous?"

"Of course it's ......" The white cloth was quickly dyed black by the blood, and the black blood seeped out: "Of course it's poisoned to me, but you have to bear the consequences of this poison." ”

Li Dalang shouted loudly, his voice trembling. Ghost Cry is such a powerful person, in his opinion, he is definitely the owner of an island, and no matter how bad it is, he is also a big pirate.

I didn't expect that one day, such a person would die in my own hands, and I was very excited to think about it.

He took an excited step, and then, with a smile, froze, he fell to the ground with a thud, paralyzed and unable to move.

"How... How could it be ......"