Chapter 127: Self-decapitation

Hearing the ghost crying, Sun Fu's expression was gloomy: "Boy, you are too arrogant. ”

"Really?" the ghost cried, the corners of his mouth hooked, fierce, and his eyes widened angrily!

"Die!"

With a loud shout, the strong wind blew in his face, and the ghost cry instantly took a step, and the long knife slashed up diagonally.

Withdraw!

Sun Fu's hair stood on end, and his pupils dilated. He saw it, and a piercing sword light pierced the night sky, splitting the whole world in two. In my ears, I heard the sound of "snort", like a poisonous snake spitting out red letters.

The edge of the long knife is upward, and the tip of the knife is pointed at the sky obliquely. The snow-white blade became red, and a little green smoke came out, floating into the sky, and was blown away by the wind. A flash of fire slowly dissipated. The solid stone floor reveals a straight scorch mark.

And the sword light in Sun Fu's eyes gradually faded, and was replaced by a piece of red.

He reached out and touched the tingling cheek, and then a slanted red line split his cheek in two, slightly scorched in the red. The blood did not spurt out, but seeped out little by little. The wound seemed to have been burned by high temperatures, and the surface had solidified and carbonized.

Little by little, a small half of the head slowly slipped down. With a "snap", it fell to the ground.

Sun Fu, who had only half of his head left, muttered, "What a fast knife!"

"This knife, you should have been able to dodge. Devil Cry lowered the knife in his hand, took out a bottle of sword oil, and poured it down the blade. With the sound of "Zizi", a large area of smoke rose up, and the place where the reddish blade was walked by the sword oil quickly recovered its brightness.

Glancing at the blade of the knife, Ghost Cry continued to say to Sun Fu: "My knife is indeed very fast, but with your reaction, you can completely distance yourself and let me miss the knife." After more than ten years of hiding here, your sword has become faster, but your reaction has become sluggish. ”

"Shut up!" Sun Fu, who had only half of his face left, gritted his teeth. The knife, from the right side of his cheek through the center of his eyebrows to the left side of the top of his head, caused him to lose half of his face, and from the incision, his charred brain could be clearly seen.

But even so, he still didn't die. Not only did he not die, but he still looked like he was not in the slightest.

"Boy, you forced me, you forced me!"

Sun Fu gritted his teeth, put the long sword across his neck, glared at the ghost viciously and cried, and then fought hard with his sword.

Poof!

Blood gushed out, and the mangled head fell to the ground.

Sun Fu, who had no head, swelled in size, like blowing up a balloon, and was blown up. The garment quickly expanded, the sleeves were completely shattered, the waistband of the trousers broke into two sections, and the trouser legs were torn one after another.

Undulating mountain-like muscles squirmed, and his thick hands tore first his clothes, bare his chest, and a face full of resentment appeared there.

The large, knobby hand touched the broken part of the neck, reached in, and inserted it into the flesh of the broken place, making the meat there a mess. Then, he felt his spine and pulled it out with all his might.

Click! Click! Click!

The spine was pulled out one by one, and the spine composed of Sensen's white bones was covered with blood, flat and slender, like a sharp sword, tearing open the flesh behind him, and the entire spine was finally pulled out by him and held in his hand.

Devil Cry's cheeks twitched, and a phantom pain spread from his neck to his tail vertebrae, creating goosebumps along the way.

In front of him, Sun Fu, who had no head, not only did not become shorter, but his body was taller, almost the same as Ghost Cry, more than eight feet tall.

The face on Sun Fu's chest twitched, his lips opened and closed, and a voice came from inside: "Boy, I said that today, you will die!"

The spine sword in his hand pointed at the ghost and cried, and ordered: "Kill him!"

The ghost cried in his heart, ready to fight against the water. However, a group of headless warrior families stood there quietly, and no one moved.

"Hahaha......" The ghost cried and laughed, and the knife in his hand pointed at Sun Fu in front of him: "Seniors, it seems that they are not very obedient!"

"I command you, kill him!"

However, the headless Wu family remained motionless.

Sun Fu's face on his chest was cloudy, and his thick arm wiped it hard, wiping away the blood that kept flowing, and once again issued an order: "Kill him!"

The Wu family finally moved, but it was not what Sun Fu thought. The headless bodies of the Wu family moved to the sides, revealing a path. The old man took off his head and became strong and walked out, and looked at Sun Fu with a mocking face on his chest: "Don't bother, now, we have drunk the blood of the descendants of the Wen family." Although it will still pay a heavy price to take the initiative against you, now, you can no longer command us. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the ghost and cried: "Young man from afar, if you kill him, I will let you go." ”

As soon as the words fell, a broken voice came from behind Sun Fu. A group of expressionless men walked through the gate, tearing off their heads and tearing open the placket of their chests, revealing the skulls inside.

Then they took knives and bows and aimed them at Devil Cry and Sun Fu.

Another pile of heads ascended into the sky, mingling with the heads hovering overhead, and let out a high-pitched howl.

They are persecuting Ghost Cry and Sun Fu.

Sun Fu's cheeks trembled on his chest, and he shouted loudly: "You, you can't do this, I'm a jailer sent by an adult to supervise you, do you want to rebel?"

The face on the old man's chest laughed, and the head only flew above his head: "But now, our shackles have been opened, and we are no longer prisoners." ”

"Whoever wins, he will live. If you don't fight, you'll all have to die. As he spoke, the old man looked at Sun Fu with scarlet eyes: "Don't think we can't kill you, it's just that we don't want to pay too much price." ”

In the midst of one high-pitched howl after another, Ghost Cry took out the Rejuvenation Pill, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it with his teeth. Suddenly, a warm current spread all over the body, and the injuries around the body were better, and the physical strength, demonic energy, and energy recovered rapidly.

After doing all this, Ghost Cry carried the knife and beckoned: "Come on, senior!"

Seeing this situation, Sun Fu had no choice but to face the ghost crying alone: "Boy, this is you looking for death." ”

His thick wrist shook, and the long sword composed of white bones spine whirred a sword flower, and stepped closer to the ghost cry.

Ghost Cry flipped his wrist, the long knife fell, he pressed it with both hands, put on a posture, and slowly approached Sun Fu.

Sun Fu's body sank suddenly, and then he took three steps in a row, instantly approaching the ghost crying, and the heavy spine sword slashed at him with the sound of whirring wind.

However, the long knife of Devil Cry is faster. I saw a flash of sword light, and the ghost cried and flew back. The spine sword slashed in front of him, bringing up a head full of messy hair.

Sun Fu still wanted to pursue, but suddenly his arm hurt, and when he looked down, a huge wound appeared on his arm, and suddenly the skin and flesh rolled up, and the blood flowed like an infusion!

When?

So fast!

Two thoughts flashed through Sun Fu's mind, and he looked at the ghost crying, and his heart was uncertain.