lethal arsenal

Chapter 12
"call--"

Ma Xinyi spewed out a stream of white air from his mouth and nose, and clenched the big gun tightly in his hand, holding the big gun at an angle, pointing the tip of the gun to the ground, dark brown blood slid down the barrel of the gun, dripping on the red tassel.

In the backyard, the atmosphere was anxious, and the ground was full of broken corpses.

It's like opening a gate to hell.

In Wacanshan, Zhao Hu, the second in command, abandoned the dark and turned to the bright, and Lin Dong was ambushed, so how can Ma and Zhang get along?
Ma Xinyi had suffered a betrayal once when he was in the Hunan Army. Although he was shocked and angry about such a thing, now all he thinks about is how to survive from death.

As for Zhang Wenxiang, he couldn't control his anger like a stormy sea at all.

"Why against me?"

Zhang Wenxiang had a gloomy face, with bulging veins on his face. He was born with a good complexion, fair skin, and handsome. His face looked like sapphire under the sunlight.

However, now, all the qi of internal training in the chest has been extracted, scattered in the limbs and bones, and the whole body of qi is boiling like a great river.

After this battle, even if he was not seriously injured, it was the result of a serious illness.

【Fire Qigong】

The human body stores essence, and essence is like fire.

The fire can be taken from the inside, but it can also be taken from the outside. The essence of the flesh and blood that has been practiced inside is squeezed out retrogradely, and circulated in the limbs and bones, which can naturally increase the combat power for a while.

It's just that once this skill is used, it will cause great harm to oneself. If it is done twice in a row, it will definitely damage the foundation, and it will be difficult to climb to the peak of martial arts.

The kung fu of drinking poison to quench thirst was naturally taught to him by the old Taoist in the village back then, and he was also instructed thousands of times when teaching the kung fu. It is not a last resort, and it must not be used.

It should not be used more than three times in a lifetime. If it is not properly maintained, it will definitely become a disabled person the third time and greatly shorten the life span.

Zhang Wenxiang originally wanted to leave this kung fu to the Manchu Tartars, but he never thought that the first time he used it was against his former siblings.

While exercising, the dense veins and veins covered the entire cheek, and the beautiful and gloomy face in the past was completely destroyed.

Looking up, Zhang Wenxiang glared at the figure on the second floor like a green-faced ghost in the underworld.

As mentioned in the preface, the Cuiyu Building is divided into three floors, the Raksha ghost, and the executioner Zhang led people to lock the first floor.

Zhao Hu obeyed the Gua Shop Li to come to help, but he was treacherous, so he ran directly to the second floor, summoned the archers, and greeted the head of the mountain.

He was leaning against the window at this moment, looking at his brother in a panic.

"Against you? What's wrong with you! I'm now turning to the light, and I'm leaning on the imperial court. You're a bandit, how can you compare with Master Zhou?"

Zhao Hu also had an angry face, but unlike Zhang Wenxiang, there was a bit of complacency hidden in his angry face.

"Have I ever treated you poorly? Kill a rooster, drink blood wine, burn three sticks of incense, and pay homage to heaven and earth! I will give you everything, you are insatiable, and you are still dissatisfied!"

Zhang Wenxiang yelled heavily, and the veins on his neck followed. His yells almost jumped out of the skin one by one.

"Give it to me? To put it nicely, you know that I miss Bai Zhi all the time and propose marriage repeatedly, why shouldn't you? You can't be humane, besides..."

Before Zhao Hu finished speaking, he was interrupted by a dull voice below.

"Your roots are not straight, and there is no one on top of your head. Even if you serve the court, what can you do? A bandit's clothes can't be washed off in 100 years."

Ma Xinyi wanted to kill someone, and in one sentence, Zhao Hu almost broke his defense.

Even below, to prevent Zhang and Ma from rushing in, the corners of Zhang's mouth hidden under the Raksha ghost's face couldn't help but tugged.

"You bastard, you dare to talk nonsense when you are about to die. Master Zhou treats me like a brother and brother, and you can understand how he promised me the position of battalion general!" Zhao Hu roared loudly.

"Siblings, what a sibling."

Zhang Wenxiang pointed out something.

"Zhang Gong!"

"Prepare!"

Zhao Hu shouted again and again.

The archer on the second floor opened the string for half a moon and aimed at the two people below.

From the dark window hole, one after another, sharp iron arrows stick out.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Ma Xinyi twisted his ankle and raised his foot slightly. The soles of his shoes were already in a pool of blood and mud, but now he could pull out scarlet silk...

Compared with the current critical situation, Ma Xinyi was actually more worried about the figure on the third floor.

They are also leaning against the window, their faces are buried in the shadows and cannot be distinguished clearly, the moonlight in the sky can only vaguely see the outline.

With black and blue braids coiled around his neck, he was buried in the shadows without saying a word, only a pair of cold eyes, taking a panoramic view of the backyard scene, a fierce phantom, and the purple mandarin duck slowly spread its wings behind him.

"put!"

Zhao Hu gave an order, and the arrows were fired.

……

"what!"

The scar-faced Taoist let out a shrill scream, which made people's eardrums hurt in the night, but unfortunately, there was no one behind him, only a bloodthirsty beast with red eyes was hanging.

A pebble missile.

With the blessing of the brute force affix, even if a stone is thrown casually, it will have the power to pierce gold and shatter iron.

Feeling the strong wind coming from behind him, the scar-faced Taoist hooked his head and dodged it. However, the hairpin inlaid with jewels on the high topknot was broken into two pieces by one blow.

"What kind of evil happened to him today, spells can't hit him, and every move is controlled to death. The result of divination, isn't it that the dragons have no leader?"

He was terrified in his heart, but the expression on his face was gritted teeth, and he saw ferocity, but no fear.

Scarface Taoist's surname is Li, otherwise he would not have been given the title of Li, a hexagram shop.

In the early years, due to various reasons, due to the disagreement between his teachers and brothers, he never received the scriptures. Later, he simply walked out of Funiu Temple and learned Taoism from a Taoist who lived alone in Beimang Mountain. He practiced divination and raising ghosts.

After claiming to be a master of Taoism, he joined the Wing Forest Organization, an association of killers.

He has also developed the ability to kill, and is good at using a top-class dark sword to attack silently, and can control ghosts with swords and kill enemies with evil methods.

Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of fame.

It's just that I never expected that I would be planted here today!

It's not like he didn't use his trump card, but it would be too detrimental for him to use it unless it was a last resort.

"Boy, you take your Yangguan Road, and I cross my single-plank bridge. The poor Taoist dares to swear in the name of the Taoist ancestor to let me go. From today onwards, I, Li Changtian, will never set foot in Yangchang County again!"

"When I meet you in the future, I will slap myself three times before leaving on my own. I will not oppose you in the slightest. Otherwise, five thunders will strike me, what do you think?"

The Taoist with Scarface gasped, but his footsteps did not stop at all.

Lin Dong hangs tightly behind him, consuming his energy and sharpening his spirit, but he doesn't say a word, most of them open, let people run away, he can't do this kind of thing.

If you want to kill, kill it!
As he watched, Taoist Scarface was getting closer and closer to the Jade Tower, and he could vaguely see the exit of the alley.

The cold moonlight hit the sixteen red lanterns arranged one by one, and the Taoist with a scarred face gradually felt joy in his heart.

Hahaha!
A strange laugh sounded behind him, like a rope hanging around his neck, getting tighter and tighter, making it hard to breathe.

Lin Dong laughed loudly, trying to disturb the opponent's mind, and at the same time quickened his pace.

"You have no chance, no chance."

Scarface yelled frantically, about to rush out of the alley.

It happened at this time.

Lin Dong kicked hard, crushing the wall with one foot, the huge recoil force made his figure become three points faster immediately.

He flipped several times in the air, holding the knife!

Boom, falling from the sky.

"Yeah, you have no chance."

Lin Dong turned around, with a mocking smile on his face.

"Ahhh!"

"Why are you forcing me!"

【Blood Sacrifice Ghost Service】

The scar-faced Taoist grinned furiously, and the already vicious scar became even more ferocious. He slammed his sword and cut off his left arm.

Blood spattered wildly, dyeing the ghost chasing sword red, and a burst of soul-stirring red light appeared on the cinnabar wooden sword.

Lin Dong's eyelids twitched, and the big knife in his hand had already been cut out. However, even with the blessing of the green affix [prediction], he was still a step slower.

Prediction, not prophecy!

Prejudging, judging the enemy's attacking moves and the direction of the attack.

Scarface didn't attack, but cut off his arm with a sword. This is definitely not within the effect of the affix.

Lin Dong grabbed the knife with one hand in his right arm, he jumped into the air, and was about to slash down with one knife.

Who knows.

Under the light of the faint moonlight, a pair of ghost claws suddenly stretched out from Lin Dong's thin shadow. Those pitch-black claws stretched continuously and grabbed his ankles.

Grass!
Lin Dong's figure couldn't help but froze, and before he could change direction, his feet landed heavily on the ground.

The earth's crust cracked, and before he had time to raise his head, a numb, charcoal-like sting came from the top of his head.

Opening his eyes wide, he saw Scarface gritted his teeth and endured the pain. With his remaining right hand, he held the wooden sword glowing with scarlet blood, pointed it at his temple, and passed it through!

puff!
It suddenly went dark.

Followed by.

boom!
There was a thunderous roar.

Such as Huang Zhong Da Lu ringing in the ears.

The black screen suddenly shattered.

At this time, Lin Dong's feet had already leapt up, and his body stagnated in mid-air.

Warning?
A thought flashed across his mind, Yuehua Lengyou hit his body, Lin Dong forcibly turned around, and the pitch-black ghost claws flew into the air.

"Huh? You can avoid this!"

Scarface Taoist thinks this is unscientific.

However, he still took this opportunity to rush into Yucui Building with his bleeding wound in his arms.

Inside, there is also his companion, luckier, might be able to save a life.

Scarfaced Taoist rushed forward a few steps, bleeding from the wound, and crashed into the door impressively.

"help me!"

Scarface Taoist, roared.

At this time, his feet were stepping into the Yucui Tower, and in front of him was also a scene of bloody fighting. On the stage, the Raksha ghost's ghost-head knife was actually blocked by an unknown big gun.

The spear was black as if it had been stained with ink, the tip of the spear was bright, and all the dark brown blood was absorbed by the bright red tassel.

The man with the gun suffered three wounds on his back, and two sharp iron arrows pierced his shoulder blades fiercely, but he moved as usual, his eyes were shining like stars, shining brightly.

"you……"

Executioner Zhang was about to speak, but before he could raise his arm.

Whoosh!

It seems that there is a strong wind blowing.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

The iron ring collided with the blade of the Nine Rings Saber, and the sound was incomparable.

A dusty knife shadow passed by in an instant.

"careful!"

"be careful!"

The following three words are quite deaf.

Scarface's head soared into the sky, and the blood soared three feet, just in time to spill on the red lantern hanging high at the door.

The dark red light is extraordinarily dazzling!

"I'm coming too!!"

"Come too!!"

Lin Dong let out a long howl, the end of which echoed in the empty street, and broke into the Yucui Building alone. At the same time, his leaping figure took over the swirling nine-ringed sword.

Ma Xinyi couldn't help but outline a difficult smile.

(End of this chapter)