Taoist priest in the foggy capital

Chapter 38 Guanyin Knife Bodhi Fire

Even he himself didn't know what the real name of Guanyin Knife was.

He only vaguely remembered that he came from a small town in the north and had an escort agency at home.

The Guanyin Knife is very fast. Whether it is wielded with his left or right hand, it is much faster than others wielding it with both hands. He has already put the knife into its sheath and taken it off before others can blink. A head.

But no matter how fast his knife is, it can't be faster than trains and ships.

In short, he lived on Hong Kong Island and became a swordsman who relied on his own sword to make a living.

It can't be said that he is satisfied, but he is not disappointed either. When escorting escorts, he relies on his own knife, and when cutting people and killing people, he still relies on his own knife. The two are equally dangerous and unpredictable, and there is no difference.

After witnessing the tragic deaths of his companions on the street, he attached four more knives to himself. From then on, the name "Guanyin Knife" spread among swordsmen.

With a sharp tearing sound, another werewolf was torn into pieces by the Guanyin Knife. The head fell in one direction and the hind legs fell in another direction.

The hot blood stimulated Guanyin Dao's nerves, causing his eyes to turn slightly red and his movements to become faster.

After a dive, he ran towards the green werewolf, and together with the Bodhi Fire, they formed a pincer attack from both front and back.

At this moment, a foreigner blocked him, and unexpectedly blocked him in a mortal form. It was Johnny.

"court death!"

The cold light on the Guanyin Knife's hand was even brighter. It spun in a circle and then stabbed towards Johnny with a sound of breaking wind.

Johnny did not dodge and allowed the sharp knife to pierce his shoulder. At the same time, he punched Guanyin Dao hard in the stomach, which actually made him feel like vomiting.

The Guanyin Knife was furious, and the remaining sharp knives pierced Johnny's torso. The familiar feeling of piercing flesh and blood made him feel at ease.

Blood immediately flowed from the corner of Johnny's mouth, but there was no pain on his face, and instead there was a mysterious smile.

This is very wrong!In the past life, Guanyin Dao had never seen anyone show such an expression. It was calm and leisurely, as if the person being chopped was not him.

He immediately wanted to pull away, but Johnny held on to his long knife tightly, not caring that the sharp blade got stuck on the bone with just one stroke.

Immediately afterwards, Johnny's pupils changed drastically, and a cold silver color appeared, like two waning moons.

A sharp roar resounded through the night sky, and everyone's hearts tightened, as if someone had grabbed them hard, making them feel depressed and panicked.

Guanyin Dao's eyes widened and he looked in horror at the monster in front of him, which was covered in red hair and several times bigger than the green-haired werewolf. He couldn't compare it to the strong but still within the range of understanding. of human beings are connected.

But this guy is definitely Johnny, both in temperament and fierce energy.

With the breathing, the blade that was originally inserted into Johnny's body was squeezed out of the body inch by inch. The gradually expanding muscles filled the original gap, and cold sweat instantly soaked the back of the Guanyin Knife.

"You guy, what kind of monster are you?"

He shouted loudly and was about to slash the opponent's head with a knife, but he didn't expect Johnny to be faster.

In just a blink of an eye, all six arms of the Guanyin Sword, which had always been proud of its sharpness, were cut off. Before he could scream, Johnny cut off his head, just like he had cut off other people's heads before.

"How is it? My claws are not slow, are they?" Looking at Guanyin Dao's frightened face, Johnny couldn't help laughing.

"Get out of the way and let me deal with him."

The suppressed swordsmen were hesitating to move forward. When they heard Huo Bodhi's hoarse voice, they all moved out of the way.

Even if they didn't trust his ability, no one wanted to be burned like a roasted suckling pig by the flames that indiscriminately killed him, so everyone stayed away.

While everyone was retreating, Huo Bodhi was not idle either. He took two gourds from his waist, opened the lids and poured them into his mouth.

A gourd was filled with kerosene, which gave off a pungent smell.

The other was made of extremely finely ground soot. As he poured it into his mouth, dust and smoke occasionally rose up, covering his face.

As he poured it, light smoke came out of his mouth from time to time, and a disturbing smell began to permeate the room, that of burning living organisms.

Johnny didn't want to wait for Bodhi Fire to be "loaded", and with a roar, he hit it like a cannonball.

Several swordsmen who had no time to evade were immediately smashed to pieces, and their lives were lost before they even had time to scream.

But the misfortune of these people was not over yet. While they were still hanging on Johnny's body, the terrifying flames of the Bodhi Fire had shot over, covering them and Johnny's body.

Amidst the scorching air waves, pungent air, and distorted light, both humans and wolves in the house forgot to fight and fell into a terrible silence, as if they were afraid that if they made a sound, they would be burned clean by the flames of hell. .

Due to the burning of the flame, the oxygen around the Bodhi Fire was also rapidly consumed. Coupled with the scorching temperature, he suffered from slight hypoxia for a while.

"No matter what dynasty or generation it is, no matter how it changes, without the iron armor we made, those generals and marshals, they wouldn't even be able to fight a decent battle!"

"Our family was given a plaque by the Dragon Emperor, the Luban family! This is to commend our ancestors for their contribution in the battle to pacify the North, and it took them half a year to make those thousand pieces of iron armor!"

"My child, think about it, use your brain to think about it. Those strong men riding on horses are so majestic and majestic when they wear the iron armor we made. Snow dragons, tigers and leopards, who don't wear our armor?" Made of iron armor."

A series of stoves appeared in front of Huo Bodhi's eyes. The craftsmen were working hard in front of these stoves, picking up hammers and beating the small piece of iron. This was probably 40 years ago, when he was still Small.

"Foreign guns! Fireguns! Cannons!"

"Evil things! Those things have eyes. They were cursed by those blue-eyed and yellow-haired wizards. They specifically drill into the gaps and drill accurately!"

"Just wait, we will find a way. No matter what happens today, those generals will still have to rely on our armor to fight."

In Fire Bodhi's eyes, the furnaces went out one after another, and the craftsmen hunched over and went their separate ways.

He sighed softly, and the flames swayed as if blown by the wind.

At the same time, Johnny's huge claws came out of the flames and covered his face.

The ferocious flames immediately came back, coming out of Bodhi Fire's belly, nostrils, eyes, and ears. His already thin and dark body became a firewood, burning through and turning into ashes.

(End of this chapter)