No one knows transmigration better than me!

Chapter 90
The collected aura is not enough to fully form Li Huo.

But the half-baked technique can still exert some power.

The pillar of fire disintegrated, like scattered flowers, and like a rain of blood, sprinkled across the entire Chamber of Commerce compound.

The stone walls of the warehouse could have been fireproof, but the rising flames followed the ivy eroded by the Kuroshio and spread all the way into the warehouse, engulfing the copper crane on the cornice and the stone lion sitting in front of the gate in an instant.

The courtyard turned into a sea of ​​flames.

But this is spiritual fire after all.

It burns fast and goes out quickly.

Ashes were flying, bricks and tiles were falling, and there was a pungent smell of burning plastic in the air.

Ning Luo felt something in his heart, gripped the Miao Dao tightly, and stood in the courtyard.

Swish!
The scorched tentacles pierced through the fragile zenith, and shot out from the four warehouses at the same time!

The offensive came from all directions, like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating into every hole.

But Ning Luo had already prepared himself.

His footsteps were slightly wrong, and the Miao Dao danced round.

The slender blade brought the sound of piercing wind, drawing an arc moon in mid-air, and chopped off the invading black beard.

Miao Dao combines sword skills and spear skills. When it is a sword, it uses inertia to explode, and it is indeed more effective in the face of Fei's random attacks.And the stabbing of the gun skill is easy to destroy the core, which is why it can be selected as the filthy weapon.

It's just that dirty isn't stupid.

The crunchy carapace is not its limbs, but the remains scorched by the fire spirit.

Although Ning Luo shattered the black shell, the stabbing of the tentacles did not stop.

This is the vicious hunting instinct, they know how to maximize their power and kill the enemy in front of them.

"There is no real sense of cutting, there is a problem!"

Ning Luo had noticed it a long time ago, and his body moved involuntarily.

Qi and blood gathered in the lower body, barely formed a half-baked Juechen step.

But after all, the Juechen Step was not completely created by Ning Luo himself, so it is inevitable that there are some omissions in the simplification.

When he dodged, his footsteps stopped, after all, he was half a breath slow.

The tentacle happened to pass by like a thunderbolt, cutting out a gap more than an inch deep on his calf!
"Well!"

There were fine beads of sweat on Ning Luo's forehead, and he gritted his teeth resolutely.

Wisps of tiny black threads took root on his calf, trying to invade his blood vessels and connect his nerves!

Obviously the injury is not serious, but the pain is like a swarm of ants biting, even like thousands of rusty thorns piercing the nerves, piercing the needles!

This is the real horror of filth, even the most morbid hobby, it is impossible to prefer or endure this kind of pain.

Ning Luo clenched his teeth, and while pulling away and flying back, the Qi and blood concentrated in his legs, speeding up the circulation.

Boiling blood and scorching training, at this moment, it has the same effect as Huo Ling.

The Kuroshio preyed on the boiling blood, but couldn't bear this violent energy, and then burned into coke.

The bleeding didn't stop, but the erosion was somehow stopped.

Ning Luo took a deep breath and immediately calmed down.

It's really not a good sign to lose the lottery just after the fight.

But the tentacle did not retract after landing, and then swept past!

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ning Luo slashed down with force!

The blade cut off the tentacles and got stuck in the cracks of the bricks.

Ning Luo took advantage of this to fly into the sky, somersaulted, landed, drew his saber, and slashed across the moon!
Flowing clouds and flowing water, done in one go, the tentacles were cut off by the roots.

However, the Kuroshio surged in the section like ink, and cauliflower-shaped jet-black bubbles bulged, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It is not a wise move to fight a war of attrition with Fei.

But Ning Luo never planned to do this.

When the tentacles regenerated, his palms covered the ground, and the stone bricks turned into sand and fell down.

Ning Luo took advantage of the situation and fell into the underground cavity.

Previously, he used the half-baked Lihuo technique to draw out all the tentacles, that is to say, the core of this city filth was temporarily unprepared.

However, when Ning Luo landed on the ground, he noticed that the core was covered by circles of tentacles like wool balls, without any flaws.

"Tsk!"

Ning Luo's gaze sank slightly, and he didn't hesitate in his movements.

The remaining aura is no longer enough to outline the Dao pattern and resonate with the world.

But he was still full of energy and blood.

Ning Luo strode forward, boiling blood to strengthen his body, the sword light approaching!
The arc cut off the tentacles, but failed to reach the core, and the split tentacles shot out like two rows of hidden arrows!

Ning Luo's footsteps were slightly wrong, and he was caught sideways in the gap between the two rows of touching guns.

But just when he turned sideways and lost his strength, the ball of wool suddenly opened like a huge mouth, and the dense black teeth suddenly staggered past!

click!
Ning Luo's energy and blood rushed to the limbs and bones, and the hardened contact gun was broken violently.

However, when he tried to draw the knife, he found that the long knife had been locked!

At the same time, those strong tentacles on the ground fell from midair, shattering the stone brick floor abruptly!
The ground of Lin'an City shook, countless broken bricks fell like rain, and even stone bricks as big as coffin boards were thrown down brazenly!
Ning Luo's eyes sank, and the dirty fighting instinct really subverted his imagination once again.

Because this city filth can be easily "multi-threaded".

For humans, it is extremely difficult to draw a circle with one hand and a square with the other.

But for the dirty, it is only an innate natural instinct.

At the moment just now, it simultaneously shot out the spear from the core, hardened the tentacles of the guard, and bit Ning Luo's Miao Dao.

Then he also controlled the tentacles at the far end to smash the ground, trying to bury Ning Luo.

It is true that non-human things cannot be speculated by human common sense.

In other words, if you use the experience of fighting against people to face the evil, you will probably only be trapped in your own cocoon.

Right now, Ning Luo has no way out.

If he lets go of the knife in his hand, although he can avoid falling rocks, he will also lose his only reliance.

If he didn't let go of the knife, he still wouldn't be able to break through the hardened tentacles, and would only be buried alive.

So there was only one choice left for Ning Luo, and that was the last move he had thought up before falling into the cave.

The qi and blood surged like raging waves, and immediately dispersed out of the body and gathered in the palm of his hand, condensing into a pair of blood-colored gloves.

Ning Luo withdrew his right hand holding the saber, stabilized his lower body, and the power was transmitted from his waist to his arms!
Then he punched the handle of the knife violently!
boom!
The blood flowed like feather catkins!
The explosive shock force directly shattered Ning Luo's three phalanges, and even dented his entire right fist!
But Ning Luo knew that the crisp cracking sound did not belong to him.

Black core, broken.

……

The piercing whistle resounded through the sky.

What happened in less than half an hour completely confused Zhao Si's cognition.

But as the alienation work progressed, he finally calmed down, and the surprise in his heart gradually eased.

Then Zhao Si suddenly realized a problem.

If this colleague who worked with him day and night really had some special background, then if he accidentally died at the hands of Hui, wouldn't he be held accountable by the big shots?

Zhao Si panicked, he bit his whistle, and every time he took a deep breath, he would blow to the end with all his strength.

The sound even forced the fleeing city residents to cover their ears and run further.

The guards in the distance and the Exorcist Army heard the movement, and they were also anxious.

Not only rushing to the scene, but also rushing to shut Zhao Si's mouth!

When the group of Da Zhou guards in heavy armor approached, Zhao Si wisely stopped blowing the whistle.

"What's the matter? Where is there a large amount of Kuroshio? What happened to the earthquake just now?" the commander of the Exorcism Army asked hurriedly.

Zhao Si was out of breath, his cheeks flushed.

He swallowed dryly, and immediately replied: "Yes, it's the warehouse of the Lingyun Chamber of Commerce. It looks like it's all Kuroshio!"

The captain of the sentinel who came to the side suddenly shrank his pupils: "The Kuroshio is full of warehouses! Is this still worth it?!"

The footsteps of the leader of the Exorcist Army trembled, and the expression in the helmet was no longer calm.

He raised his arms and shouted: "All sentry guards retreat, separate the city residents further, and we will take over the rest of the matter!"

The captain nodded heavily, but Zhao Si remained indifferent.

The commander of the filthy army looked unhappy, and angrily said: "What are you still standing here for?!"

Zhao Si lowered his head awkwardly, gritted his teeth and said, "I, my teammates are still inside!"

The commander glanced at the direction of the warehouse, and frowned: "Inside? Where is it?"

Zhao Si remained silent, pointing his finger at the warehouse.

The commander was startled, then his eyes turned cold.

How dare a guard face the filthy city?
Although courageous, he probably couldn't even leave his bones.

Even if his bravery is worthy of praise, such a warrior did not deserve to end up with nothing left.

But after all, the opponent is Cheng Hui.

How important is the dignity of a dead man?Or is the life of the people in the city important?

The commander chooses the third party, he only wants himself and his brothers to live in peace and security.

"Everyone, the fire spirit technique is ready!" The commander raised his voice and shouted.

Zhao Si stared wide-eyed and shouted eagerly: "Don't! My brother is still alive! He's still alive!!!"

The commander glanced at him coldly, and said contemptuously, "Oh, how can a mere sentry survive under Cheng Hui's hands? If you dare to bark and make mistakes, I will punish you!"

As he said that, the commander shouted again: "Everyone, get ready for the fire spirit technique!"

The Dao pattern is outlined, and the spiritual energy is gathered.

However, before the spell was cast, a ray of light suddenly burst out from the underground of the warehouse!
The flames soared into the sky, and the black embers scattered!
The commander turned his head, and the Xunxian Army also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Because everyone can be sure that the flame does not belong to them.

(End of this chapter)