The one who had escaped from Asura’s attack suddenly appeared behind me. He was still quite clever. He knew that as long as the sound of the piano was stopped, they might win the battle, but five people died and three were killed. Knowing how, he wants to stop me alone? Humph, it's just wishful thinking!
The man in black appeared behind me with a touch of a mahogany sword, and the blood in his palm flowed down the blade. The sword body was red and the fierce light was exposed. He shouted and slashed directly at my neck.
Worthy of being Maoshan disciples, they should be the only ones who can kill people with the peach wood sword.
But when the Taomu Sword was only a few centimeters away from me, suddenly a black seam appeared under the black clothed man's feet, and countless hands stretched out from the black seam to grab his feet and drag him down.
"Six movements, the way of hell!" Without frowning my brows, the strings swept, and a black seam broke in hell immediately, and countless ghosts stretched out their palms and pulled the man in black down.
The man in black was scared to death, so many ghost hands and this horrible ghost gas made him tremble all over, and he had been focusing on me just now, so he didn't notice his feet, his feet have been caught by hundreds of ghost hands. It's covered.
"Let go, let me go, get out!" The man in black roared in fright, as if he had lost his mind, and slashed the mahogany sword desperately.
His mahogany sword did cut off a lot of ghost hands, but the ghost hands of hell would only grow more and more, until in the end his legs were covered.
"Ah... No, let me go!" The power of hell grew stronger and stronger, and finally the man in black seemed unable to withstand its power, and was brutally dragged by countless evil spirits in hell until the cracks slowly closed on their own. on.
Although these Maoshan Taoists are powerful, Fu Xiqin's power is still too great. Killing them is like killing a chicken. There is still the last one. Shouldn't he be dead? If I die, then I will lose a lot, and I have to leave a question.
I wiped my sweat, put away Fuxiqin, and then swept away the demon's eyes, and suddenly found a man lying on the roof not far away, this... it seemed to be the last man in black.
He seemed to be injured, covered in blood, and his night clothes were already in tatters. He lay on the roof and walked hard, as if to escape.
Asura's attack was so horrible, he almost killed all these people in black. I knew I didn't need this anymore, and I regretted it a little bit.
"Where are you going, big brother?" A gust of wind blew, and I had put Fu Xiqin on my back and came to the last man in black. After he reacted, he almost fell off the roof in fright.
"The roof is so high, don't fall, it's too dangerous, let's go down and talk!" I kicked him in the face.
The man in black hurriedly blocked it with his hand. In fact, he had reacted quickly enough, but his injury was not small, his hand was not completely blocked, and the kick hit his face with 50% strength, and he said With a muffled hum, the person rolled directly off the roof.
With a bang, a hole was smashed into the ground, and the man in black's face was stained red, and that kick probably knocked his front teeth off.
He wants to escape, but how easy it is, the last one, I can't let him run.
A gust of wind blew, and before he could stand up, my right foot stomped on his chest.
"Oh..." The man in black snorted, as if spitting out another mouthful of blood. He wanted to struggle, but my foot made him unable to move, even his body couldn't move, and he dared to struggle, then I let him I can't breathe in my chest.
"Hmph, I'm really sorry, I didn't let you kill, and I lost my wife and broke down!" I sneered, and then pulled off his black face towel.
After seeing his true face, I was a little surprised. This person seems to be about the same age as me. In this way, this matter should have nothing to do with him. At that time, it is estimated that he was not born. He should be instigated by others. The man in black is not him at all.
"Oh, quite young, and said, are you a disciple of Maoshan, who sent you?" My right foot pressed heavily on his chest.
"No, kill if you want, don't talk nonsense." The man in black was extremely painful to be trampled on by me, but his mouth was still stiff.
"Huh, is it? The Maoshan Taoist method, the mahogany sword, and the rat king also confessed your identity, don’t you recognize it?" I sneered, wondering how to extract a confession. , May not easily tell the instructions behind the scenes.
"If you say no, it's not. There is a lot of nonsense, hurry up!" The man in black closed his eyes, looking like he was going to die generously.
"Dead?" I let go of my foot, and then forcibly pulled his collar up. "How can it be so easy. You can feel better if you don't tell me behind the scenes."
After I finished speaking, I punched him again, but this man just didn't say, his mouth was harder than his head, and he tried to bite his tongue to commit suicide, but it was stopped by me.
"Okay, don’t you? Okay, do you know how Zheng Yun became a demon back then? Do you want to try?" I looked at the corpse of the Rat King that hadn’t cooled down yet, and what was incomplete. The demon spirit dissipated.
"What do you want to do?" The man in black struggled feebly, finally revealing a trace of fear in his pupils.
"Huh, what are you doing? If a Taoist priest turns into a demon, how will he live in the future? It should be more uncomfortable to live than to die?" I sneered, and my expression gradually distorted.
"No, no, you kill me!"
The man in black kept begging, but I completely ignored him, dragging him by the collar and dragging him alive to the rat king's corpse.
"Pour the remaining half of the rat king's demon power into your body, and you will become a rat demon like Zheng Yun. Of course, it may not succeed. If you fail, you will die. Please pray not to succeed, haha !" I waved my hands, and then sprinkled a few yellow charms. After a few maneuvers, the yellow charms formed the shape of a bee and glowed yellow, and then sucked the remaining demon power of the Rat King.
After success, I waved my fingers, and the bee-like yellow talisman flew towards the man in black, and then hovered over his head.
"No, no, I don't want, please, I don't become a demon." The man in black kept begging, but I didn't care about him at all.
"Hmph, come on, let me see how fun it is for people to become monsters." I laughed.
"Biography!" I made a golden light with my two fingers, and then pointed directly at the yellow symbol.
"Ah... No, I said, I said, it was my master, my master Huang Yan asked us to come." The man in black wailed and yelled out directly. I saw that his pants were already wet, and there was a smell. The stench came out.
"Haha..." I doubled my fingers back. At the same time, the yellow symbol lost its light, and then fell on the man in black.
The man in black suddenly seemed to feel that something was wrong, and hurriedly sniffed the yellow talisman, then he screamed: "There is no demon, you... You didn't inhale the demon power of the Rat King at all just now. What is this? Rat hair? You just sucked a little rat hair?"
At this time, the man in black finally discovered that the yellow talisman sucked up is not a demon power at all, but the rat hair that confuses it.
I patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Sorry, I won't be able to turn people into demons at all. Although you are the same age as me, you are still too tender. Also, your urine is a bit smelly. It may be a bit hot, remember to drink some herbal tea."
I smiled and walked out of the village, but there were countless heart-piercing voices of regret behind me.
I don't bother to care about him, the next stop is Maoshan School, Huangyan!
Is he the real murderer of the whole thing
(End of this chapter)