lethal arsenal

Chapter 184 Vegetables can live without a soul, but what about people without a soul?

boom!boom!boom.

The iron fist collided with the blade, and Lin Dong's eyes were full of shadows of the blade whizzing by.

Old Liu said that the edge of his blade lies in a tricky word. Lin Dong now understands that the blade was still colliding with his iron fist at the moment before, and the fierce sound waves did not spread. To the neck, Lin Dong hastily raised his arm to block it.

The blade slashed at the arm.

Flesh was cracked, blood was about to drip, but it was condensed and refused to fall.

Lin Dong was covered in blood all over.

Old Liu was swept away by Lin Dong's frantic kick.

Lin Dong turned his head suddenly, and on the left was the figure of an old Liu Tou wielding a sword...

"What a weird spell, sister, there are a lot of villains in it."

Lu Xiaoxiao put her feet on her feet and looked into the bowl. She could see the scene of fighting in the bowl. She wanted to help the general by overturning the bowl of vegetables, but was stopped by Lu Ping.

"Such recklessness will not only fail to break the spell, but will put the general in danger."

She stopped and said.

"Humans have three souls, and among the three souls, ghost spirits are also called human souls. Those who died in vain, the heavenly soul returns to heaven, a touch of true spirit fills the sea of ​​divine way, the earth soul returns to the underworld, and the human soul wanders in the world. Permanent residence, only monks, Taoist priests, or fulfillment of wishes before leaving."

"The root of it is that the human soul controls the seven souls, so the ghost is also called the soul of fate. Ghost Pao Ding's magic is so powerful because the ghost can transform seven with one. He is a swordsman who has almost reached the top of martial arts. , if there are seven more incarnations, the strength level will never be invincible."

"Even Venerable Maitreya would never face his sword..."

Following Lu Ping's explanation, Lu Xiaoxiao became even more worried, "Then how can we help the general?"

"Wait!"

Lu Ping spit out a word slowly.

"Wait?"

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at her sister in surprise, and saw Lu Ping stretched out his white and tender hand and pointed at it. On the stove, there was a strange green light in Old Liu's eyes, as if there were two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps in his pupils.

Cut the tofu cubes vertically, and then cut them horizontally.

After a burst of intensive knife sound.

He picked up the tofu that was about to crumble into slag, spread it out in the water, and it bloomed in an instant, as gorgeous as a flower. The old Liu Tou didn't care about the eyes of the two women, and operated it like no one else was there.

The struggle in the sea bowl became more and more intense, Lin Dong showed his white teeth, and his black and white eyes were full of fierceness.

Knives after knives made his eyes hurt. Old Liu Tou, who was in a pool of blood, looked seriously injured. However, something miraculous happened. Old Liu Tou struggled to get up, straightened his back... and another Ghost Pao Ding got out from his shadow.

Standing with a knife, endless vicissitudes and stories seem to be hidden in the gray eyes.

"Is this the seventh?"

Lin Dong called out.

He broke a few of the blood-stained kitchen knives and added several cuts on his body, finally allowing Lin Dong to figure out the opponent's way.

This ghost cook can turn one into two, two into three, one after another separate figures, like a soul.

But the piercing pain caused by the knife cutting on the body is also very real.

Lin Dong almost stepped into a dangerous situation several times. The sharp edge of the kitchen knife cut open the skin of his neck.

However, Wu Fu's qi and blood were locked tightly, only wounds were seen, but no blood stains were seen, and then, the cracks on the skin were quickly healing.

"Have you had enough?"

Lin Dong grinned, and several figures with knives stood up from the ground, moving cunningly, and several black and heavy knives slashed from different angles.

He shook his wrists and protected his face. His body was cut in sevens and eights, and he will recover soon. His face is disfigured, which is not tolerable.

Old Liu's saber attack was always on the offensive, and Lin Dong's defense was also airtight.

He punched several times and tried to fight back. Lin Dong never acted like a beaten turtle. With a click, Old Liu's heart skipped a beat, and cracks appeared on another black kitchen knife.

The Pao Ding Dao was sacrificed with the painstaking efforts of Old Liu, so it has such power. It can be manifested together with Fu Shi, Shi Dog, Smelly Lung and other seven souls. Every damage to the blade in the battle will be reflected on the real level.

If the seven swords were broken together, the Pao Ding Dao would also be destroyed in reality.

Lin Dong combined his fists and kicks, looking for an opportunity at the moment when Old Liu's head flickered and his avatar came out with the sword, the more he fought, the more courageous he became. In the shadow of the sword all over the sky, his figure seemed to shuttle through a storm of sharp blades.

He was able to withstand dozens of knives from Old Liu, but if the incarnation of Ghost Cook Ding was punched and kicked by him, almost that soul would completely lose its ability to fight.

There was no hesitation in Lin Dong's eyes, but incomparably focused and fanatical.

"Bengshan Thirteen Dozens", "Chi You's Great Practice", and "Master Ruan Daoshu", a set of martial arts related to affixes, when he combined his fists and feet, he came at his fingertips. Another Pao Ding Dao was smashed into several pieces.

Click, click.

Cracks suddenly opened up on the chopping board, one after another, on the butcher's knife.

The old Liu, who was busy cooking, tilted his head slightly, and was about to finish the last process of Wensi tofu.

After the chicken broth boils in the cauldron, shredded shiitake mushrooms, shredded winter bamboo shoots, and shredded ham are all put in.

Sprinkle a little fresh spices, prepare a spoonful of water starch, cook it slowly over a low heat, and the dish will be formed... However, while stirring the water starch with a spoon, he was stunned, his strange eyeballs still glowed green, He stared at the crack on Pao Ding's knife.

"ended!"

A loud roar came from the bowl, and in the shadow of the knife all over the sky, a big hand covered with fluff suddenly grabbed You Jinghun's head.

Old Liu Tou didn't even look at it, pulled away and flew back, and the other two incarnations flew together to stop him.

Lin Dong twisted his waist and spun around, his feet were like razors, and his big feet swept across the air. One incarnation of Old Liu Tou was cut off at the waist, and another incarnation suddenly appeared behind Lin Dong in the light of the knife. The back of the moving head was chopped off heavily.

When he tilted his head, the sharp blade capable of cutting a live cow into two sections was held by a huge slap.

The fingers were cut open, blood splashed, Lin Dong was in pain, he turned sideways, hit his knee, and the knee hit like a heavy knife, crushing the jaw of old Liu's incarnation.

Amidst the sound of stuttering, the Pao Ding Dao was snatched away by him, and his figure kept rushing forward.

Lu Ping and Lu Xiaoxiao stared at the struggle in the bowl and almost stopped breathing. They didn't expect that Ghost Pao Ding could fight Lin Dong to such an extreme level.

Venerable Maitreya was able to invite such a master.

But, fortunately... General Lin is coming out soon.

kill!

Old Liu, who was cooking, couldn't help shaking his hand while grabbing the knife, and his eyes were fixed on the scene in the bowl.

Boom.

A clear line of blood appeared between the necks of the last figure in the bowl.

To be precise, the bloodline burst out from the neck and reached the waist. The Pao Ding Dao that Old Liu was thinking about was played by Lin Dong, and he threw it into the sky with his backhand.

Lin Dong held the blood-stained blade tightly in his hand, and then sent it forward again.

Right in the chest!

Old Liu Tou's spirit of fate lowered his head in disbelief, staring at the kitchen knife piercing through his chest.

"This way of death is a worthy death."

Old Liu smiled wryly, and his old body fell down uncontrollably, "Although I have some regrets for not observing the Infinite Life Sutra, but I can see the supreme realm, old man, this life is worth it." The vitality is rapidly passing away.

Call ~
Lin Dong blew his whistle to celebrate the battle.

next moment.

The sea bowl is empty.

Lin Dong only felt top-heavy, the sky and the earth were spinning upside down, his vision was in a trance, and he stood in front of the shed. Old Liu was smiling and manipulating on the stove.

The water starch in the pot is perfectly blended with the chicken broth, and the soup becomes thick.

Turn off the fire and close it.

The colander scooped it lightly, and there were three big bowls, which were full, "Please!" Old Liu made an invitation gesture and smiled.

Lin Dong glanced at it, and saw that the bowl was densely packed with silk-like floating objects. It looked innocent, but the rich aroma went straight into his nose.

Smell the smell, the body seems to be a little lighter, and the tofu shreds are so thin that a needle can be threaded.

"Wensi Tofu, Su Yang's famous dish."

Lin Dong picked up the sea bowl and took a spoonful of it, his eyes brightened.

"Really fresh."

He praised, the shredded tofu is smooth in the mouth, and the deliciousness of the chicken soup is invincible.

After Lu Ping and Lu Xiaoxiao took a bite, they couldn't help but narrow their eyes.

Ha ha.

Old Liu was amused, and said: "It's good that the saintesses and the general like it, the old man has a question, please advise."

"Say."

Lin Dong didn't lift his head, just cooed, picked up the bowl and drank the tofu in one gulp.

"Vegetables can live without a soul, but if people have no soul, what should they do?"

After old Liu Tou asked this sentence, there was no brilliance in his gray pupils at all, and his eyes seemed to be closed but not closed, with a precarious appearance.

"The soul is gone, of course - die!"

"Leaving a body in the world, is it possible to be a walking corpse?"

Lin Dong put down the bowl and said sharply.

"If you lose your soul, you die! Thank you, General, and I ask the General to take care of this cooking knife for me for the sake of friendship."

After Old Liu finished speaking, he fell on his back with a smile on his face.

boom.

Dust splashed on the ground.

(End of this chapter)