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Chapter 621

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    When the old man's voice stopped, his movements also stopped instantly.

    Zhang Er suddenly kicked Mao Yuanyang in the chest, Mao Yuanyang stumbled back a few steps, and sat down on the ground with a bang.

    His eyes also seemed to be dull, motionless.

    It's just that his two ears were torn from the base of the ears by the old man, and they drooped down. He looked extraordinarily bleak, and blood kept flowing out.

    Mao Yuanyang himself had his life stolen, and at this moment he bumped into him again, so he didn't feel it.

    Otherwise, a normal person would either pass out from the pain or go mad.

    My attention is still more on the old man.

    After Mao Yuanyang retreated, the copper sword was also pulled out, and the old man's hand was pulled out with a huge gap, blood flowed out patter, and a white fungus quietly grew out of his wound.

    The bacteria began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and my scalp felt numb, and goose bumps instantly covered my whole body.

    "Poison?" The old man murmured, he suddenly grabbed his right arm, and with a scream, he pulled out the whole arm!

    The scream was so shrill that it almost pierced the eardrums!

    My heart was shocked, the old man reacted so quickly!  In fact, he was stabbed in the hand, and it took only a few seconds for Zhang Er to kick Mao Yuanyang away, and he pulled out his arm.

    He may not know about the corpse head mushroom, but after he noticed it, he immediately chose to cut off his hand to protect himself!  It is also extraordinarily decisive!

    "Do it!" Zhang Er's face was startled, but he didn't lose his footing.

    All this happened too fast, I was overthrown just now, and I still haven't stood up from the ground.

    The moment Zhang Er's voice rose and fell, I suddenly turned over.

    Wielding the mourning stick, he threw it at the old man's other arm!

    I didn't hit his facial features, nor did I hit his body, because I was afraid that a stick would kill him.

    There was a crisp click!

    How strong is the mourning stick?  The old man had just pulled out his hand, and obviously wanted to swing the broken arm to hit me and Zhang Er, but I directly broke his arm with a stick.

    He screamed again, and was driven by this force to hit the wall on the other side.

    With a bang, he hit the wall, and a crack came out of the wooden wall, scraping off a lot of the skin on his head.

    However, he didn't fall down, but turned his head and stared at me ferociously, and even stumbled and rushed towards me again!

    His facial expression was too ferocious.

    I was suffocated for breath. I didn't expect that he could stand up after breaking an arm and breaking another arm!

    There is a saying that it takes all strength for a lion to fight a rabbit.

    Besides, this old man is a lion!  The counterattack at death is even more vicious!

    I waved the mourning stick violently, and went up decisively!

    This time, I hit his leg with a stick!

    But I missed it with one blow!

    Originally predicted that he would rush to me, I took at most two steps forward.

    But halfway through, there was another muffled click.

    The old man stopped suddenly, then fell to his knees with a bang

    After kneeling straight, his body shook twice, and then he remained motionless

    With wide-open eyes, apart from ferocity, there is pain in the eyes.

    The bloody shroud that Zhang Er put on his head just now fell on his neck at some point, and at this moment the shroud seemed to be deformed and tightened.  One piece strangled his throat tightly, and the other piece was stuck in the crack of the wooden wall where his head hit just now, and it was tightly stretched.

    My temples were throbbing, and my heart almost jumped out of my throat.

    In addition, I also found that there was too much blood falling out of the old man's severed arm, and a few tiny corpse mushrooms appeared in the blood, as if growing on the floor, which was particularly terrifying.

    Although he tore off his arm, it was actually useless. A lot of corpse mushrooms grew on the stubble where the arm was broken.

    The old man didn't die, he rushed so fast that the bloody shroud should have strangled his neck. At this moment, his head was slightly drooped to the side, and his breathing was extremely weak.

    His eyes were gradually half-closed, and his mouth was still buzzing, as if he was talking about something, but the voice was too small, and my head was buzzing, so I couldn't hear it clearly.

    I put the mourning stick on my waist, and didn't continue to move forward. At this moment, the poison of the corpse head mushroom began to spread, and I went up to seek death.

    It is impossible for him to relapse in this situationCome fight back.

    It was no coincidence that the bloody shroud strangled his neck, it was a blood debt!  Blood debts are paid with blood, and it is the hands of the villagers who strangle him!

    I walked quickly to the chair where Liu Yufu was tied.

    There was also a lot of blood under Liu Yufu's body, and I was a little flustered, but there was no corpse mushroom in the blood on the ground, so the old man's blood should not have spilled here.

    Immediately, I took out the dagger that was connected to the Yin, and cut the rope tied with Liu Yu's curse in two strokes.

    His feet were still bleeding slowly, and the two wounds on the soles of his feet were completely penetrating, and the injuries were too serious.

    I directly cut off the clothes on my body in two, and wrapped around Liu Yufu's wound with all my strength, at least to stop the blood from bleeding so fast.

    Liu Yufu still hasn't woken up, the skull bowl is truly terrifying.

    I couldn't help being afraid, if it were me, what would happen to me now?

    The ability that this old man showed today is too shocking, if there is no Liu Yu curse, relying on me, Zhang Er, Mao Yuanyang to face him, what are the chances of winning?

    It was entirely because the old man was attracted by the longevity of Liu Yu's curse that he gave us an opportunity.

    Liu Yu's curse underestimated the enemy, this old man was also careless in stealing his life, with Zhang Er's precise calculations, and even the poison of the corpse head mushroom, we were able to narrowly win.

    Carrying Liu Yu's mantra on my back, I was about to tell Zhang Er that we should go down first, but Zhang Er actually walked up to the old man, bent his waist, and fixedly looked at the old man's half-closed eyes.

    Not to mention how intrusive this scene is, Zhang Er is lame and not too young.

    The old man was too miserable, he looked like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell.

    "Sixteen, you send the Taoist downstairs first, and call other people in to help. I want to see if there is anything on him." Zhang Er didn't look back, and his tone was even calmer.

    Only then did I notice that at some point, Zhang Er had already put on a pair of gloves in his hands.

    The toxin of the corpse head mushroom will not take effect until it comes into direct contact with the skin, but it will not be poisoned if it is blocked by something.

    I hesitated for a moment, and didn't continue to speak, but carried Liu Yu's spell and quickly went downstairs from the stairs where the wooden boards were pushed away just now.

    In less than a minute, I arrived at the main room downstairs.

    After laying the Liu Yu Mantra on the ground, I noticed that there were already a few Taoist priests in the yard. They were holding flashlights, and the lights were flickering, and they also walked towards the main room quickly!

    Soon they came to me, and one of them looked at Liu Yu's curse on the ground in amazement, and said anxiously: "Luo Shiliu, why did the seniors of the Liu family become like this?"

    "Our master, how many other fellow disciples are there?!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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