Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 48: Broken arm
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A Yunqin black armor observation post was lying on the black eaves roof, wiping the rain flowing from his face, and at the same time wiping the tears from his face. [~]
In an alley behind him, more than ten silent Yunqin black armored sergeants were also singing the song that always called Yunqin people to pursue the glory of their predecessors.
Among them, there are also several brothers who were bitten by a two-headed dog. At this time, with the further transmission of military orders, they all knew what it means to be bitten by a two-headed dog.
Suddenly, the bodies of these Yunqin soldiers tightened.
In a courtyard not far away, there was a hoarse bark.
Except that the observation post on the roof tightened slightly, the other ten Yunqin soldiers gathered together tightly during the next breath, erected their shields, and covered themselves as much as possible. The body of the sword stretched out from the gap of the shield, showing a defensive state with an iron barrel.
They are not afraid of death, and want to avenge their dead brothers, but they are afraid that they will become a drag on the whole army, so they must strictly enforce the military orders.
The dog barked and stopped completely.
A stream shadow flew out from the courtyard, and with a wind current, it swept across the roof where the observation post was.
This figure that was so fast that the observation post was a little unclear was in Tang Chuqing, who was chasing the two-headed dog personally. At this moment, he was holding the corpse of the four-headed two-headed dog in his hand, as he passed the roof, This Yun Qin observation post could not see him clearly, but he could clearly see the tears in the eyes of this Yun Qin observation post, and clearly saw the gods on the faces of those Yun Qin sergeants curled up between the shields.
His spirit power surged slightly, and stopped in front of the Yunqin soldiers who were curled up together.
"Dispose of these dog corpses." He looked at these Yunqin soldiers and said, "It's best to burn them."
After saying this, his figure once again turned into a flowing shadow, disappearing into the night ahead.
These ordinary Yunqin soldiers reacted to the fact that they were the big men chasing the two-headed dog. When they unconsciously wanted to salute, the other party had already left. They stared at the corpse of the four-headed two-headed dog that fell in front of them for a few breaths. Then several of them suddenly waved their knives and slammed toward the two-headed dogs. The head dog was cut off.
The rest of the people also began to wield their knives, venting all their hatred and grief, and almost cut the two-headed dogs into meat sauce.
Some hay and planks in the house were moved out.
Even though the alley was very wet and the sky was still drenched with light rain, these sergeants managed to ignite the hay and planks with a matchstick, and burn the broken flesh to ashes.
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Tang Chuqing walked through the streets.
A dark shadow ran in front of him, instinctively fearful, but soon realized that he could not run away, so he roared low and turned and flew towards Tang Chuqing. **
This is a two-headed dog from Purgatory Mountain. The black hair and the night are almost blended together. When it rushes in the night, it looks like only the two red lights in the eyes and the white teeth in the mouth. It felt like four red arrows and two white blades.
Tang Chuqing’s toes point to the ground, and the figure advancing without any pause, the moment the two-headed dog jumped up from the ground and swept on his leg, he was lifting the toe of a foot It suddenly became faster, and the toes kicked the two-headed dog's neck suddenly.
Suddenly a lot of cracking sounds sounded in the body of this two-headed dog. There was the sound of flesh and blood, and the sound of bones... The whole body was like a torn sack that was raised up. .
Tang Chuqing stretched out her hand, grabbed the neck of the two-headed dog, and moved on.
A courtyard wall collapsed in front of him, and several bamboo fences shattered in front of him. Hundreds of bamboo flakes shattered out, like a crossbow into a grassy cottage tens of meters in front of him.
A hurried shadow rushed out, and under his pursuit, he soon found himself escaping into a dead end.
The black shadow could not surpass the walls of the two-story inn in front of him, and turned his head in despair. There were four red lights and two white lights shining in the darkness.
However, Tang Chuqing's figure stopped abruptly at this time.
His brows frowned slightly, and he turned slowly, but he sold his back to this two-headed dog.
A little red light loomed in the darkness.
The seven-headed two-headed dog appeared in the area he had just walked through, quickly and silently approaching him, as if to block him in this alley. [~]
Behind the shiny red eyes of the seven-headed two-headed dog, a thicker red color appeared.
It was a young red-robed priest of Purgatory Mountain with a white face, but with a faintly indigo-blue skin.
His eyes quickly flashed with a faint indigo sè brilliance, like some peculiar textures formed in his pupils, "Sure enough, it is Tang Chuqing who knows the best way to defend the city."
Tang Chuqing looked at him, calmly said: "Magic transformation is not easy to practice."
The voice of the young red-robed priest became a little weird, his voice hoarse but extremely thick: "Is this a pity for me?"
During the conversation between the two, Tang Chuqing had been walking towards the young red-robed priest.
It's just that between these three sentences, Tang Chuqing's body has crossed a distance of tens of meters, and has reached less than five meters in front of the seven-headed double-headed dog and the young priest of Purgatory Mountain.
Several pieces of torn red cloth flew towards him like snow.
The red priest's robe on the young Purgatory Mountain priest shattered into a thousand pieces. At this time, his body completed a rapid expansion, and the blood veins highlighted on the skin were like runes...completed the magic transformation.
Tang Chuqing's eyes flickered slightly.
An iron blue sword, a blunt-headed sword like a ring ruler, flew out of his sleeves and flew towards the chest of the young Purgatory Mountain priest who had completed the magic transformation and became half his body higher than him.
When he took out the sword, the seven-headed two-headed dog was already madly attacking him. However, at this moment, all the seven-headed two-headed dog was like a small sailboat in the ocean, and was directly rushed by him. The majestic vitality that came out flew outward.
The young priest of Purgatory Mountain simultaneously shoots out swords.
His sword is a long sword with chains like Zhantai Qiantang.
At the moment when the stab came out, the long sword and the attached chains all turned red, like molten magma, a hot volcanic breath, directly covering the wet thatch on the houses on both sides of the alley. It dries in an instant, burns to black, and even emits blue smoke, which is about to burn.
This sword is undoubtedly very powerful.
However, the eyebrows of the young priest of Purgatory Mountain were raised at this moment.
Because he found that if his sword was still going out, when his sword could touch Tang Chuqing's body, his body would have been pierced by Tang Chuqing's sword.
In this world, the cultivation level of practitioners depends largely on who lives long and who has practiced for a long time.
This purgatory mountain priest knew that Tang Chuqing had already experienced the city defense of the Star Falling Mausoleum when he was a child over ten years old. He knew that Tang Chuqing was very strong, but at this moment Tang Chuqing seemed to be stronger than he thought.
Tang Chuqing's seemingly ordinary flying sword, even a flying sword that looks like a sword embryo, its flying speed is far faster than most flying swords in this world.
Without any hesitation, the purgatory mountain priest changed the sword's strength, and the red chain and long sword abruptly rotated in front of him, rolling towards Tang Chuqing, an ordinary, but very high-level flying sword.
Tang Chuqing didn't change the direction of her flying sword. This is a courage and a strong confidence in her own strength.
The flames and the burning chains engulfed his flying sword.
The tip of the flying sword was abruptly contained on the chest of the priest of Purgatory Mountain, and the tip of the sword almost touched the skin of the priest of Purgatory Mountain, but it trembled and couldn't move forward.
Before the hot flame, Tang Chuqing's face was still very calm.
His body continued to move forward. At the moment when the flying sword was stopped, he stretched out his hand and smashed out his fist. The fist pierced through the flames and heat waves, and slammed into his simple iron ruler-like small sword. On the shabby hilt.
"Pop!" There was a pop.
Mars splashed everywhere, and the roofs of the huts on both sides burned completely in the rainy night.
The small sword pierced into the chest of the priest of Purgatory Mountain. Even though the flesh and blood of the priest of Purgatory Mountain was as hard as steel, it still could not stop the depth of the sword. This small sword had a chain, and even the hilt of the sword was half of it. Submerge into the chest of the priest of Purgatory Mountain.
The feet of the priest of Purgatory Mountain are on the ground.
Suddenly two charred pits appeared on the ground.
After his demon transformation, his huge body flew backwards, and the red chains forced the flying sword out of his chest.
Tang Chuqing's eyes sank slightly, and a spirit power on his body rushed into the space between the heaven and the earth again, penetrating into her flying sword.
His flying sword shook out of the chain, and once again pierced the sword into the wound of the priest of Purgatory Mountain.
However, at this moment, his flying sword flashed slightly.
A fist-sized spider covered with snow-white fluff suddenly appeared on the burning thatched roof.
The tongue of fire rolled over this snow-white spider, but this spider didn't seem to feel at all. At this time, a majestic vitality gushed out from the spider's abdomen, countless white and tiny mucus, Like a rune that suddenly appeared in the air, it turned into a powerful one
The amount of nets restrained his sword, and even blocked the infusion of his spirit power toward the sword.
Taking advantage of this gap, the priest of Purgatory Mountain continued to fly backwards quickly, sinking into the darkness.
Tang Chuqing stretched out her hand and grabbed the flying sword that was bound to white and fell.
The snow-white spider web broke and fell when his hand touched the hilt of the sword.
"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"...
His sword pierced towards the surroundings in his hand, instantly cutting off the necks of the eight-headed two-headed dog that leaped towards him.
However, before he had his neck severed, one of the heads had already eaten a bite on the back of his left hand and lifted up a piece of flesh.
At the moment he killed this two-headed dog, he had already realized that the strength and speed of this two-headed dog was still higher than the other seven-headed two-headed dog.
This may be the head dog among these two-headed dogs.
Facing the cooperation of a purgatory mountain priest who already possesses the power of a saint after the demon transformation, and his monster partner with some unique abilities, at the same time facing these seven or eight practitioners who are like a great spirit master. It is inevitable that the general two-headed dog's close body will be slightly injured.
However, at this moment Tang Chuqing already knows what it means to be bitten by these two-headed dogs.
All his perceptions were concentrated on his injured left hand at this time.
His outside world died out in this very short moment... His perception was much stronger than Lin Xi's, so it was only at this moment that he felt a trace of strange things along his way His arms spread rapidly toward his body, and even his powerful soul power could not be contained.
Without the slightest hesitation, he swung his sword, which cut off his left arm.
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