I was shocked. I thought he only had the ability to escape now, but I never expected that he would use the Tiangan Inkstone to block it.
The Tiangan Inkstone is just an inkstone. If it breaks, I will destroy the inheritance of Dixiang Kanyu!
I quickly released my strength and swung the stick to the side.
The stick struck the air, and the copper sword in Zhang Er's hand suddenly stabbed my chest.
This time I didn't dodge, but quickly stretched out my other hand to grab Zhang Er's wrist.
Obviously Zhang Er didn't expect me not to dodge. The moment he was dazed, I had already grabbed his wrist holding the bronze sword.
Zhang Er reacted very quickly. The next moment, the Tiangan Inkstone in his other hand hit my head heavily!
My expression changed, and I turned my head to the side, and the inkstone rubbed the bottom corner of my forehead!
Stinging! A burning sting!
There was a cut on the forehead, and then there was a heavy blow on the shoulder!
My eyes went dark in pain and I groaned.
But I didn't let go of my hand and gave it a firm squeeze in the opposite direction.
"Crack!" The sound of dislocated joints was heard at the same time along with Zhang Er's shrill scream, followed closely by "Crack!" There was a soft sound, and the bronze sword fell to the ground!
Even if Zhang Er's hand is not broken, it is still dislocated!
I quickly came to my senses.
At this time, Zhang Er, with a ferocious look on his face, raised the inkstone again and smashed it towards my face!
The force was clearly meant to smash my head directly!
What I saw with one eye was already blood red.
It was the blood from his forehead that flowed into his eyes.
I lifted one end of the mourning stick with my right hand, raised my wrist suddenly, and the other end of the stick hit Zhang Er's right face directly!
At that moment, the right side of Zhang Er's face was almost deformed.
Pfft, several teeth came out of his mouth.
Bloody teeth flew past me.
Zhang Er suddenly rushed down towards me and pressed his body directly against me.
This movement just restrained my elbow, making it impossible to continue.
His hideous and deformed face suddenly pressed down on my shoulder, his mouth full of blood opened wide, and he bit my neck!
The hand that was holding his wrist was violently pulled away in the opposite direction of his forearm. He was obviously in pain and his face became more ferocious, but he still kept trying to bite my neck.
At this moment, Zhang Er was obviously going crazy and wanted to fight me for his life!
So why am I not? !
I know better by what he said. I'm afraid he wants to drink my blood, and it might have the effect of stealing my life!
"Uncle Zhang, you can't win!"
I hoarse my throat, and when I screamed, I didn't dodge at all. Instead, I suddenly raised my head and hit Zhang Er hard on the head!
"boom!"
With this muffled sound, I seemed to feel a cracking feeling.
There was darkness in front of him, and there was also warmth.
I don't know whether it was my head that was broken or Zhang Er's that was broken.
In short, at that moment, our two foreheads hit each other.
Severe pain, fainting, and dizziness came over me, and I fell backwards.
In sight, Zhang Er also fell on his back as hard as me.
That fainting spell also prevented me from grabbing his wrist.
With a bang, after his body hit the ground, there was a sharp pain in the back of his head.
I bit the tip of my tongue as hard as I could, trying to wake myself up, but the fainting sensation was too severe.
Moreover, the tip of my tongue had been bitten twice before, and this time it was almost numb.
There was blood in his mouth, and the fishy-sweet taste was even more heady.
A faint cold wind blew down.
I barely regained consciousness and tried my best to hold myself up, only to find that Zhang Er in front of me was holding up his body and crawling towards the car again.
As he climbed, he looked like he was about to stand up.
The wind became stronger.
I held the mourning stick in my hand. After I stood up, I felt my eyes hurt and my forehead also felt stinging.
He took a step forward, but his feet staggered and he almost fell.
I breathed heavily, my chest rising and falling.
Zhang Er got up for a while, then staggered and fell down again, not much better than me.
I tried my best to move forward, stumbling every step, which was extremely difficult.
Zhang Er did not continue to crawl forward, but turned his head. His eyes were round and staring at me.
At this moment, his face looked extremely ferocious and terrifying!
The Yintang area was purple-red and swollen, and the scar on it was bleeding out. It was clearly the injury I had just sustained.
Moreover, there are chaotic lines on his Yintang, which are also called evil death lines. The bones have words. The evil death lines produce Yintang, which indicates a vicious and tragic death.
In addition, his face actually became thinner, and his eyes became narrow and cold at the moment.
The appearance comes from the heart. Zhang Er's heart is full of murderous thoughts at this moment, and he wants to kill me, so he has such a ferocious appearance.
But this ferocious appearance coincides with another aspect, called horse face and snake eyes, which will lead to violent death.
These are already two dead figures!
The third ominous sign is the entrance of black energy in other people, which may lead to unexpected disasters for yourself and your children.
When I saw this third ominous look, my body trembled.
Her daughter was caught in an unexpected disaster, but her daughter was soul-wounded by Liu Huadao.
Liu Huadao's broken soul shouldn't be fatal. Could it be that Blind Chen behind him... was ruthless?
Is it just one of the souls that was injured, or is the body dead and the soul scattered?
Three is more. When there are three ominous signs, it is often no longer limited to three.
Just like the three taboos of the infernal woman, the corpse collector, and even the goddess, in fact, it is not limited to three taboos, it is just a measure of the majority.
The fierce look on Zhang Er's face kept changing all of a sudden, each one suggesting that he would die violently.
I have no intention of killing him, I just want to send him to justice.
Are there any other variables?
When I thought of this, I roared in a hoarse voice: "Zhang Er, let's just surrender. If you resist, you will die!" I was already close to Zhang Er, but I felt that my body was getting stronger and stronger. It became increasingly difficult to control, and the feeling of dizziness became more and more intense.
Zhang Er still didn't get up, but he held the cloth bag in his hand and mechanically stuffed Shoumi into his mouth bite by bite, chewing it stiffly.
While chewing, the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
This is not the blood in Shoumi's body, it's because I knocked out his teeth with a mourning stick just now. I'm afraid his mouth is still bleeding now.
However, as Shoumi swallowed, the color on Zhang Er's face quickly recovered.
He started to laugh, but his smile was cold and chilling.
My movements froze, my eyelids twitched wildly, and large drops of cold sweat rolled down my forehead.
The wail stick holding up the body was almost sinking into the ground.
"Sixteen, you called me by my first name, and you no longer have any awe or respect for Uncle Zhang. It seems that you really want to kill me."
Zhang Er propped up his body and stood up directly. His face was extremely cold at this moment.
"Death? Many people's lives are already on me. They have died for me a long time ago. I will not die. But you have lost the opportunity. Now it is too late for you to beg for mercy." Zhang Er's voice was obviously confused. His teeth were knocked out and he could not speak clearly.
