Douluo's personal pendant

And the lightsaber in his hand is his second spirit ring, condensed by the spirit ring with the lightsaber flying spirit ability, it has no attack power at all, and the light wave he just cut out is not a great attack power. The target he was aiming at was not a white figure, but the mirror in front of the windowsill in the mirror shop behind him.

His soul skill is called Holy Light Enchantment, and he uses his soul power to create a luminous ball of light, and the enemy who sees the light emitted by the light ball illuminates will be trapped in the Holy Light Enchantment, but he Did not create a light ball, because the light ball is too obvious, it will definitely arouse the alertness of the white figure, so he uses the lightsaber to cut out the skillful light wave, uses the mirror behind the white figure to reflect, and shines on the white figure. Using the suspicion of the white figure, trick him into turning around.

In this process, if the white figure did not hide, and resisted to break the light wave, unless the white figure did not turn his head, this strategy would fail.

But now everything is settled. According to his estimation, his holy light enchantment can last for about a minute without wasting time. Qian Wudi put the lightsaber in the air, jumped on the lightsaber and flew up, watch Qian Wudi smiled at the motionless white figure under the strong light in the mirror.

"Mouse, let me go, don't miss me, hahaha."

Inwardly refreshed, Qian Wudi controlled the lightsaber to fly over the head of the white figure, humming in his heart.

But when he flew out of the alley, just after he was out of the street for a second, an iron chain struck from behind him, looping and trapping his arm, and the hook at the tip of the chain plunged directly into his arm. Within the biceps.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

After a painful scream, Qian Wudi fell from the lightsaber and lay down on the ground.

Chapter 16 The Arm Outstretched From Behind

"Hey hey, the old guy really has a set, you almost ran away, old fox, hey hey."

Qian Wudi lay down on the ground, wide-eyed, looking sideways along the iron chain to the white arm holding the iron chain and the pure white face of the white figure.

I saw that his gaze was still absorbed by the light reflected in the mirror, and the entire pupil was filled with white light. Obviously he had not broken free from the Holy Light barrier, but the iron chain in his hand...

Qian Wudi looked panicked, and grabbed the iron hook that pierced into his muscles, but when he touched the iron hook, it was like a coldness held on ten thousand years of ice, and followed his palm into his arm bone. When he looked again, the blood in the entire palm seemed to be frozen, the palm turned blue, and the arm he was entangled with had begun to lose consciousness, and no blood could even flow out where the hook was not inserted. The arm turned purple-cyan.

"Ahaha." As if feeling the panic of Qian Wudi, the white figure smiled lightly: "If it's not at night, if it's not in this street, then I guess I will let you run away, old man."

"It's a pity that you have gone the wrong way. If it weren't for the people on this street who have been soul-stucked by us, I wouldn't dare to use my third spirit ability of my ecstasy chain at will. My life can let my chain automatically find the existence of the soul, and then hook and bind it, oh, what a pity, there is only you on the street with a soul, so I can catch you so easily."

"Hmph, wait until I get out of this damn light curtain, when I'm going to crush your bones one by one, draw your blood out, and then separate your flesh, claiming your soul, like that It will definitely make people happy, so for happiness, you have to hold on to it, but don’t let the chill on my ecstasy chains freeze to death, otherwise I will be very disappointed.”

The devilish whispers of the white silhouette spread wordlessly into Qian Wudi's ears. Qian Wudi gritted his teeth and saw that half of his skin had turned into purple-black arms, and his heart trembled.

"No, if this continues, the holy light barrier will end. If he wakes up..."

Qian Wudi's eyes flickered and his face was full of hesitation, but he could see that the intensity of the beam in the mirror emitting the holy light had begun to weaken, and he knew that time was running out.

Qian Wudi's eyes condensed, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and he held a lightsaber in his hand.

"Unexpectedly, the first time my spirit ability attacked was myself."

Qian Wudi smiled bitterly, and then gritted his teeth and pressed everything down to his shoulder. Blood spurted out. After the sound of Sla, Qian Wudi climbed up from the ground holding a lightsaber, and his face was light. The sword flew to another alley intersection.

Bai Ying only felt that the iron chain on his hand loosened. He retracted the iron chain and grabbed Qian Invincible's broken arm in his hand. One minute passed quickly. Bai Ying blinked his eyes and relieved the fatigue in his eyes. , Looked at the thin, purple-black severed arm in his hand, only to see that the blood in the incision where the severed arm was not flat had been frozen, and the entire rough incision surface had turned black.

"Interesting, is this old guy quite dare? Hahaha."

I don’t know if it’s a compliment or a mockery, Bai Ying gently squeezed the broken arm in his hand, and the broken arm was broken into pieces and scattered on the ground. After patting off the debris in his hand, Bai Ying floated up again, looking at the blood on the ground. With a smile, he chased forward along the blood stain.

"Tie Niuzi, where have you gone?"

Thousand Invincible lay on the lightsaber, breathing heavily, because in order to prevent the cold from hurting his body, he cut off his entire arm and even a piece of his shoulder. The bright red blood kept flowing from him. It sprayed out from his shoulder, like a rain of blood, falling on the ground, but now he has no time to deal with the blood stains left behind, because the wound keeps bleeding, his blood pressure drops rapidly, and his brain has begun to lack oxygen. The whole person became groggy.

Just when Qian Wudi felt the world began to spin, a cold iron chain pierced the air, and the iron hook faced his head. The cold light from the sharp iron hook reflected in Qian Wudi’s eyes, directly awakening Qian Wudi. However, Thousand Invincible, who had consumed too much soul power and physical power, had no strength and soul power to dodge anymore. There was no way, he disconnected the soul power channel between himself and the lightsaber.

The lightsaber disappeared, and he also fell to the floor from the air. After a few laps, he stood squatting on the floor with his hands. His breath was very messy. He looked up at the iron hook that was pulled back after the hook was hooked. He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to stand up and continue running, but his brain became heavy and his legs softened. He knelt directly on the ground, supporting the floor with one hand, drips of cold sweat oozing from his forehead and dripping onto it. Above the ground, wet the gray stone ground.

Soon after the iron hook was retracted, Bai Ying fell in front of Qian Wudi, looking at Qian Wudi whose blood and sweat had gathered under him, and Bai Ying showed compassion.

"Oh, it's so miserable, it's really pitiful, but it doesn't seem to be enough. Since you can cut off one arm, if you can cut off your legs and another hand, How about I let you go."

Bai Ying's expression made Qian Wudi almost spit it out for your good looks. It might also be because his head is too dizzy. In short, he can't see the outside world clearly and can't hear the sound.

Bai Ying's human form was like a mosaic. His voice and the poor signal of the TV were intermittently transmitted to his ears. In the end, he still did not hold it and fell on the ground.

"Am I going to die?"

Qian Wudi asked himself silently in his heart. Everything he had experienced before was played in front of him like a movie. From his awakened deformed martial arts spirit being laughed at by his companions, to the time he learned that he had a difficult mission. That kind of joy, from the time he left his family, wandered around the continent like his father’s ancestors. Diseases, beasts, and the dangers that can cause death. He has experienced most of them. He never felt that he was responsible for his mission. Happy, doubtful or even disgusted with this mission, until the feeling of relaxation after encountering Tang Fei, he has never been with others, and perhaps others cannot understand the happiness brought by the relaxation of his mind when he found Tang Fei .

He has been on the road all his life, never staying in any place prematurely. He originally wanted to return to his hometown and marry someone older than himself after he found the Greedy Demon Lord and gave that thing to Tang Fei. A young girl in her 30s and 40s in her twenties, "I am a soul emperor anyway, so someone should marry me." Qian Wudi thought this way, and gave birth to a lot of offspring who don’t have to bear the so-called mission. Unfortunately, it seems There is no chance.

Thousand Invincible lay down on the ground, a smile appeared on his face as his consciousness gradually blurred. This may be the most real smile in his life. When he closed his eyes, he wanted to wait quietly for his death, there was a sound. Loud screams throughout the city came from a distance.

"This voice is an iron cow!"

Qian Wudi strenuously opened his eyes and pushed his arms, letting his face leave the ground, sitting paralyzed and looking worriedly in the direction where the sound came from.

"It's the voice of Iron Bull, but, why... so feminine."

Qian Wudi's mind was puzzled, and he heard Bai Yingdao with his back facing away.

"Oh, that guy was the first to succeed, then I won't play."

Qian Wudi's heart tightened, and when he turned his head, an iron hook continuously enlarged in front of him, and finally smashed into his head, and then his eyes became pitch black.

Bai Ying put a cloud of white mist into her waist pocket, looked at the inn located in the center of the city, and said with a relaxed expression: "It's time to go to the meeting, and after receiving the soul of the soul master, then The ordinary souls of this city can be harvested and they can go back, but fortunately, the master no longer needs to spare the flesh, otherwise it will take some effort."

After he jumped up, he turned into a white shadow and flew in the air. Soon after, he saw the black shadow. After the two fell, the black shadow sneered with a hoarse voice: "Do you dare to compete with me? You have to practice when you come."

Bai Ying shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "The old man has something, if it wasn't for being trapped by him for a while, I must have caught it first. You will win this time."

The black shadow stopped talking, and smiled, and the two turned and walked toward the inn that was five to six hundred meters away.

........

Tang Fei jumped from the window and landed in an alley extending in all directions. He was running fast in the alley, and when he wanted to hurry in the direction of Tie Niu, he caught a very strange image at the corner of his eye, and he stopped. The footsteps looked towards the street outside the alley.

I only saw two figures floating in the air, one black and one white without feet, on the streets covered with silver moon brilliance, one holding a hooked iron chain and the other carrying a scythe. At first sight, it was not a good thing. Tang Fei thought. Startled.

"Could it be that they attacked Tie Niu and Qian Invincible?"

Thinking of this, Tang Fei's eyes condensed, and when he was about to step forward to confront the two ghosts that did not look like individuals, a pale and thin arm stretched out from behind him, covering his mouth and holding him. Pulled back.

The arm appeared out of nowhere, and the person behind him did not make a sound when he covered Tang Fei's mouth with his arm. If it weren't for the physical touch from behind, Tang Fei would definitely be frightened, but as long as it was an entity, it would be easy to handle.

Tang Fei was about to give this guy who suddenly appeared behind him with unknown likes and dislikes a shoulder throw, letting him know that it is a dangerous thing to appear behind others.

The man behind is talking.

"If you want to save your friend's life, just listen to me. Don't go out and be met by them. Those two guys are very powerful, and the most important thing is...they are not humans. You can't beat them."

Chapter 17 Who Wasn't A Boy?

The black shadow and the white shadow quickly drifted past the entrance of the alley. Watching them disappear from his eyes, Tang Fei pushed the arms around him away, walked a few steps forward, and turned to look at the guy behind him vigilantly.

It was a patient with a pale face and a dying condition. His eyes were as deep as a programmer who had spent dozens of nights. His hair was messy, he was wrapped in a black cotton coat, his appearance was ordinary, and his beard was messy. Obviously, he hadn't cleaned himself for a long time. The image is almost as tall as Tang Fei.