The matter has reached an extremely urgent juncture, because I saw nineteen savages sitting on the ground huddled together, and two other natives carrying a stone axe and planning to do it.
One of the other two people is a child and the other is a young man.
It seemed that these bastards weren't holding any sacrificial activities, but purely for cannibalism, so that some of their sympathy disappeared instantly. The only far-fetched explanation for them that could survive is gone at this time.
It seemed that they were going to chop off the man's arm and leg and put it on the fire to roast. I saw that the two natives had bent down at this time and were about to untie the ropes on their bodies.
I turned my head and said to Xiaowan with a solemn tone: "Listen to my order to act." Xiaowan nodded her head, and I could see that she was also angry at what these people did!
There are so many of them, I might still suffer from head-on. I plan to use puppetry to fight them. Without joss sticks, I used branches instead. I broke three branches and lit them, bit my fingertips and waited for a burst of red blood to spill out. When I chanted the spell and pinched out a hand-determination, the flames of the three branches suddenly burst. , The purple-blue light is very weird!
Maoshan's puppetry can only manipulate things that have sex but the soul leaves, such as corpses. For trees and stones that are completely inanimate, this kind of puppetry is not very effective!
Puppet Shuyan reaches out to the special cultivating group of "puppet master" and "dead corpse"
At the same time, it enables the cultivators to realize that "dividing skills", "throwing beans into soldiers" and "blowing into objects" and other mysterious and thaumaturgic techniques, even to help reshape and resurrect, are inseparable from puppetry.
The influence of speech spells is even greater, which directly leads to the appearance of spells. Almost any monk of any race must wear spells. All of this is the result of spells.
Mantras formed the buds of spells in the ancient times, and then they were improved by countless heroes, who carried the spells on paper, and finally achieved the effect of blooming a hundred flowers.
There was a ready-made corpse whose head had been chopped off by them and an arm had been removed. I plan to manipulate this corpse to show them good looks. When I chanted the spell and mobilized the puppet, the corpse over there jumped up suddenly, swinging one arm stiffly.
The savages were so scared that they all jumped up from the ground. They didn't know where to run, and they panicked and even couldn't get up on the ground. Several others were scared to death on the spot. It seems that they are also superstitious in ghosts and gods, and they are quite superstitious.
This time, we and I manipulated the puppet and rushed on to one of them. The man kept screaming when he saw it. He ran around and screamed like a madman, and was pulled down by the puppet alive. An arm came down, and the screams of blood spattered endlessly! The puppet rushed toward the other people again, and those people were immediately thrown down, severely wounding their bodies and hands.
At this time, there was a shabby-looking person among the aboriginals who seemed to react. I saw him jumping up on the ground, although the dance looked funny. However, in an instant, the black clouds came in a violent wind, and the sky fell suddenly. Then several fallen corpses around, stood up in a row, standing in a row, with scarlet and scarlet eyes incomparably scary.
Under the aboriginal shout, the corpses suddenly rushed forward with their teeth and claws, grabbed the one-armed corpse, and slammed into the ground. For the next four corpses, three people each grabbed one arm and two legs. A corpse grabbed his head. After a sharp scream, the one-armed corpse was suddenly dismantled, blood flowed violently all over the body, and the internal organs and intestines were left on the ground, whispering. I even clearly saw the falling head and gave out a wicked smile!
Nima! There are experts in this group, and this group of natives are really not ordinary guys!
The remaining few aboriginals were still alive, and they didn't care about the older aboriginals. They ran away toward the sea with their feet, hating their parents for having two fewer legs. They jumped on a canoe and swayed to the deep sea.
It seems that this guy must be killed today!
It seems that we are on par with each other, so we can only kill him by surprise!
I jumped out immediately, and the native was obviously taken aback. He actually grinned at me, it was the beast's triumphant smile when he saw the food. His mother's is still so arrogant at this time, it is estimated that he can only show him some colors, otherwise I don't know how powerful the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is!
I ran up to him in one step, his smile froze immediately, and I suddenly stretched out my hand.
Between the electric light and the fire, I grabbed the aboriginal stone axe, and when I twisted my backhand, I snatched it away. There was a cold light flashing in the warehouse. Before the others could react, I heard a slap, and the sword light was on my wrist. During the shaking, as if suddenly alive, the electric light flew around the aboriginal head in a circle, and then returned to my hand.
"Unexpectedly, the stone axe is so sharp!"
When the voice fell, I buckled the axe lightly and let out a crisp sound.
Pouch!
A beam of blood spurted from the necks of the natives.
The aboriginal man was clutching his neck in horror, feeling that there seemed to be a pair of cold death hands, strangling his throat, and was drawing his own vitality bit by bit, making him proud of the native witchcraft at this time. Doesn't work anymore...
I can see that his eyes are filled with fear and despair....
"Murder pays your life, debt pays back, no matter when it comes, these two sentences are the eternal theme of this world. When you raise a butcher knife to kill people unscrupulously, you should know that you will have this result sooner or later!"
After I finished speaking, he fell to the ground with a puff and died.
I drew out the knife and tore off the ropes bound by the two people who had been paralyzed by the fright.
kill! Do nothing and do nothing, and kill all this group of people.
The anger filled my whole body, as if new powers had grown, I immediately rushed to the aboriginal people who ran slowly, drew out the Qingming Sword and chopped down two of them at once, and chopped them into sludge. . A few were so scared that they cried and cried directly on the ground! I didn't let them go. For this group of murderous and wicked people, I would naturally not be merciless and kill! Cut to two more.
Another hand-to-hand combat with an aboriginal man, I fought fiercely with him for a while, and cut two big cuts in the head of the savage man. The savage was extremely strong and mighty, and saw that he leaped forward and fell me to the ground, intending to take my sword! Seeing that it was going to be over, I slammed into his head with a heart, and knocked this guy unconscious.
When I turned over, this guy was killed by a single blow!
Several other savages were also killed by the small bowl, leaving none.
There were four people who escaped in the boat; one of them was injured although he did not die. I'm afraid they will find rescuers when they go, and we will be completely finished by that time! (To be continued) (End of this chapter)