Chapter 778 Headless Horseman
Olsen's companions basically had no losses except for a few fate servants who were killed by Daomei. They were all battle-damaged strong men and fat old aunts. The momentum is really like that.

A large group of people followed behind Olson, grinning grinningly and posing as a encirclement.

Olsen snatched a long-handled short-headed mace from his companion and rushed straight towards Li Cang, roaring, "Live? Do you need me to thank you for your mercy? That little bitch has been blasted into a charred corpse by you, right?" ? Your Excellency is really broad-minded!"

However, after listening to the translator's translation, Li Cang and Lao Wang's expressions looked weird.

Wonderful~
You are quite like Ka Dazuo!
How handsome Olson's posture was when he smashed Huashan, and how embarrassing the posture when he flew upside down. Li Leisi's figure rose from the ruins and intercepted Olsen in the middle. The already huge dragon blade dragged his feet The piercing knife light that was several times the size of the length and width "smashed" on him like a substantial hammer.

As the price of the mouth, the mace that Olsen just got was blown into three pieces, the leather armor like a girdle or waistcoat was instantly torn apart, the bones in his chest exploded, and the person drifted at a right angle in mid-air. The body plowed a trench that was two meters deep and more than ten meters long on the ground.

"Kara!"

The ghostly metallic ghost face bounced upward amidst the crisp buzzing sound, revealing a dark face, and Li Leisi complained in a very speechless voice: "Li Cang, can you rely on something?"

She was just above the explosion that did not know what caused it, and was stunned by the shock wave for a long time.

Li Cang scratched his head: "Why didn't you hang up?"

No guilt, just curiosity.

If he had been resurrected once, not to mention a new look, at least there would not be so many burn marks on his face.

Li Leisi: "."

He he he, this dog! !

The flirting and flirting of several people can be described as insulting, and Olsen's accomplice, with red eyes as if he had been brushed with a layer of berserk buff, delivered a crazy output.

On pure paper data, the values ​​of these people are at least not inferior to Li Cang's. Suddenly, they were beaten to death by the force of the old master, so that they retreated steadily.

However, when one of the wretched-looking strong men rushed towards Tai Xiaoyi with a ulterior motive, he watched this beautiful woman evaporate under his nose.

"Wang Defa?" Chadwick was shocked: "Shet! Damn it! That woman disappeared! She is a witch!"

At this moment, he had already had a bad premonition, and almost subconsciously slipped back.

Facts have proved that his premonition is very accurate.

Because of this early dodging action, a scarlet bullet with a long green flame just slid past his right shoulder by a very coincidental coincidence.

Even so, in the case of a substantive contact of only one centimeter or even a few tenths of a centimeter, half of Chadwick's shoulder and arm were instantly torn apart.

Boom~
The huge roar and shock wave made everyone stagger at the same time, and looked at Chadwick dumbfounded as if they had seen a ghost, and some people looked behind in shock: a huge pit burning with green will-o'-the-wisps, the soil on the surface The layers were scraped away, revealing dark rock layers, and there was even a pool of magma that gradually turned from red to gray in the center.

This is simply too much!
What kind of weapon has such terrifying destructive power, they have seen it with their own eyes before, this group of people did not carry any heavy thermal weapons!
Chadwick howled miserably, rolled and crawled towards the burly old women outside the circle: "Help me, I'm in so much pain, it hurts."

The severe pain of the fire of fel energy, which can be called digging graves and destroying souls, is simply unbearable for normal people. Chadwick happened to have alienated blood and was unfortunately caught.

"The soul has been polluted by the devil, maybe it is a good material for casting spells."

"It has been abolished, there is no need to waste coins to deal with his injuries."

"So."

"No, no, no." Chadwick almost went crazy, "What do you want to do, I just broke an arm, just one arm, don't come here!"

Several aunts who did not participate in the battle smiled and surrounded Chadwick, holding hands, stomping on his back to make him unable to move, chanting obscure spells quickly, and the bagpipe player threw a The witchcraft bag slammed into Chadwick's throat, and then he punched Chadwick, smashing his throat bone with extremely precise scale.

"Chad, see you~"

After Chadwick was forced to swallow the witchcraft bag, his whole body began to emit billowing heat. The blood vessels and muscles under the skin glowed red like burning coals, and every pore on his body was buzzing. There was a sound, and dense and fine blue-black oil bubbles gushed out.

Only a few seconds later, Chadwick, who had completely changed his appearance, stood up again.

However.
His first official action was to tear off his head and pin it to the waistband of his trousers.

If it weren't for the situation, Lao Wang would have to spray his face with a sip of hot tea. What is this? This is, to hurt others first, to hurt yourself, and to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace?

But the group of aunts were extremely excited when they saw this, and chanted some kind of hymn at the same time in a state of epilepsy with the same frequency, with a strange piety in the convulsions.

Chadwick took the sledgehammer from the bagpiper, and wiped it with his hand. The sledgehammer was instantly red, and twisted into a double-edged ax amidst dripping iron and sparks. The head, like moldy cheese, suddenly opened its eyes wide with anger, and the disproportionately huge compound eyes that became like flies flowed black water. The head grinned and let out a silent roar.

The dog-legged corpses beside him who had been hacked to death in the first wave of attack suddenly moved, their flesh and bones blended together, and they were shaped into undead black horses with extremely imbalanced body proportions.

How dysfunctional?
In short, its head is larger and flatter than its body.

"Teacher Cang, are you talking about mocking you?"

Li Cang blocked a heavy hammer casually, and was shocked to step back a few steps, but he couldn't help but glance at Chadwick, take a look, and then look again.

mouth
It is basically certain that this group of thugs has the blood of the sloppy Irishman. What else can this thing be if it is not the "headless horseman" passed down by the folks over there!
The problem is that this group of old witches only used witchcraft bags and people as raw materials to summon this legendary thing, isn't the logic a bit unsound?
It doesn't matter what Li Cang thinks, the Headless Horseman has already got on his horse, swung his big ax and charged at Li Lai Si.

It can be seen that Chadwick, who became the Headless Horseman, still retains his aesthetics, which is commendable.

Li Leisi looked at the moldy, kimchi-like skin of that thing and felt chills all over her body for a while, cursing bad luck in her heart, who is this old lady messing with, why did she meet such disgusting Bara recently? stuff?

"Daomei!" Li Cang pulled Daomei back from the state of wandering with a voice: "Go over there!"

Is the knife girl strong?
powerful!
Undoubtedly strong!

But she has a very bad habit, she doesn't like to attack humans.

Daomei is only interested in creatures with alienated blood, such as walking corpses and alien beasts, no, creatures with obvious alienated traits, just like harvesting a few fate servants of the opponent when the explosion happened just now, instead of giving priority to humans.

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  A murder caused by a ghost word, sigh.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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