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 collapsed on the ground with a bang.
His eyes also seemed to be glazed over, motionless.
It's just that his two ears were torn from the base of the ears by the old man, and they drooped down, looking particularly miserable, and blood was constantly flowing out.
Mao Yuanyang himself had his life stolen, and now he was haunted again, so he lost consciousness.
Otherwise, a normal person would either faint from the pain or go crazy.
My focus is more on the old man.
After Mao Yuanyang retreated, the bronze sword was also pulled out. The old man's hand was pulled out into a huge gap, and blood flowed out. In his wound, a white bacteria grew silently.
The bacteria began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. It made my scalp numb and goosebumps instantly covered my whole body.
"Poison?" the old man murmured. He suddenly grabbed his right arm, and with a scream, he pulled out the entire arm!
The scream was so shrill that it almost pierced the eardrums!
I was extremely shocked. The old man reacted so quickly! In fact, it only took a few seconds from when he was stabbed in the hand to when Zhang Er kicked Mao Yuanyang away and he pulled off 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 save himself! Also extremely decisive!
"Do it!" Zhang Er looked shocked, but he did not lose his position.
All this happened so fast. I was pushed over just now and I hadn't even gotten up from the ground yet.
The moment Zhang Er's voice rose and fell, I suddenly stood up.
He swung the mourning stick and hit the old man's other arm with the stick!
I didn't hit his facial bones or his body because I was afraid of killing him with a stick.
There was a crisp sound!
How strong is the mourning stick? The old man had just cut off his hand, and he obviously wanted to swing it to hit me and Zhang Er, but I broke his arm with a stick.
He screamed again, and was driven towards the other wall by the force.
He hit the wall with such a bang that a crack was created in the wooden wall, and a lot of skin on his head was scraped off.
However, he did not fall down, but turned back to glare at me ferociously, and actually stumbled towards me again!
His facial expression was really ferocious.
My breath suffocated. I didn’t expect that he could still stand up after breaking one arm and breaking one!
Besides, this old man kills people like crazy! The counterattack before death is even more fierce!
I suddenly waved the mourning stick and rushed forward decisively!
This time, I hit his leg hard with the stick!
But I swung the stick empty!
I expected him to rush towards me soon, but I took at most two steps forward.
But halfway through, there was another muffled click.
The old man suddenly stopped and then fell to his knees on the ground...
After kneeling down straight, his body shook twice, and then he became motionless...
His eyes were wide open, filled with nothing but ferocious pain.
The bloody burial suit that Zhang Er had covered his head just now fell onto his neck at some point. At this moment, the burial suit seemed to be deformed and tightened. One piece strangled his throat tightly, and the other piece was stuck tightly in the crack in the wooden wall where his head had been smashed just now.
My temples were beating hard, and my heart almost jumped out of my throat.
In addition, I also discovered that there was too much blood from the old man's broken arm. In the blood, several tiny corpse-head mushrooms emerged, as if they were growing on the floor, which was particularly terrifying.
Although he tore off his arm, it was actually of no use. A lot of Corpse Head Mushrooms grew out of the stubble of the broken arm.
The old man was not dead. He rushed so fast that the blood burial suit must 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 saying something, but the voice was too low, and my head was buzzing, so I couldn't hear it clearly.
I put the mourning stick on my waist and did not move forward to take action. At this moment, the toxin of the Corpse Head Mushroom began to spread, and I went up to seek death.
In his situation, it was impossible to fight back again.
It was no coincidence that the bloody burial suit strangled his neck. This was a blood debt! Blood debt must be paid with blood, and the one who restrained him was the hands of the villagers!
I quickly walked to the chair where Liu Yushu was tied.
There was a lot of blood under Liu Yushu's body, and I was a little flustered, but there was no corpse-head mushroom in the blood on the ground, so the old man's blood probably didn't spread here.
I immediately took out the dagger that was used to connect Yin, and cut the rope tied to Liu Yushu twice.
His foot was 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 pieces, and used my strength to wrap around Liu Yucura's wound, at least to stop the blood from flowing so fast first.
Liu Yushu still didn't wake up. The skull bowl was really terrifying.
I couldn't help but be afraid, if it were me, what would happen to me now?
The ability this old man showed today was too shocking. If it weren't for Liu Yushu, what chance would I, Zhang Er, and Mao Yuanyang have of winning against him?
It was entirely because the old man was attracted by Liu Yucur's longevity that he gave us the opportunity.
Liu Yucu underestimated the enemy. This old man was also careless while stealing his life. Coupled with Zhang Er's precise calculation and even the poison of the Corpse Head Mushroom, we were able to win by a narrow margin.
With Liu Yushu 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, hunched over, and looked steadily at the old man's half-closed eyes.
Not to mention how impressive this scene is, Zhang Er is lame and not too young.
The old man was too miserable, looking like an evil ghost who had just crawled out of hell. With half-closed eyes, he reluctantly looked back at Zhang Er, revealing resentment and hatred.
"Sixteen, you send the Taoist priest downstairs first, and call the others in to help. I want to see if there is anything on him." Zhang Er did not look back, and his tone was even calmer.
Only then did I notice that Zhang Er had already put on a pair of gloves in his hands.
The toxin of the Corpse Head Mushroom will only take effect if it comes into direct contact with the skin. It will not be poisoned if there is something blocking it.
I hesitated for a moment, and did not continue to speak. Instead, I carried Liu Yushu on my back and quickly went downstairs from the stairs where the wooden board had just been pushed away.
In less than a minute, I arrived in the main room downstairs.
After laying Liu Yushu flat on the ground, I noticed that there were already several Taoist priests in the yard. They were holding flashlights and flashing lights, and they were also walking towards the main room quickly!
Soon he arrived in front of me. One of them looked at Liu Yushu on the ground in surprise and said uneasily: "Luo Shiliu, why did the senior Liu family become like this?"
"Our Guanzhu, how many other fellow disciples are there?!"
