The ghost shovel jumped up like a cannonball, traced an arc in the air, and then crashed heavily on the hillside.
He slowly stood up straight and waved his palm casually, and the machete that had been thrown away automatically flew back into his palm.
"You really should let the people of Yu State see what you are like now."
Ghost Spade looked at Li Ang and said calmly.
At this time, Li Ang's right arm was broken, his shoulder was broken and eroded due to the strong impact, and a large ball of minced meat hung in front of his shoulder.
A large amount of blood spurted out from the muscles and blood vessels,
However, before the blood falls to the ground, the ink particles contained in it have been connected into lines to take over the blood flow.
Make the blood float in the air like scarlet coral.
Jialuo looked at this scene in shock and confusion. Without time to think, he instinctively followed Li Ang's actions and stood up from the ground.
call out--
The broken arm flew back quickly under the influence of mind power, and stuck to the wound.
Countless ink threads were used to sew up wounds, fill in incomplete parts, and repair nerves. As for the minced meat and bones that cannot be repaired, they are crushed into slag and recycled.
Seeing that Li Ang was silent, Gui Spade turned to look at Jialuo, grinned and said: "You also knew it the first day?
How about it, are you shocked? A dignified student was patrolling the academy, but behind his back, he turned out to be a demon who had merged with other people.
How many of his past great achievements were made by himself?
How many of them are using demonic abilities? "
"I do not care."
Jia Luo tensed his face, put the long bow back on his back, slowly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and said coldly: "A knife is a murderous weapon in the hands of an evil person, but it can remove poison in the hands of a good person.
Tools are just tools. "
"ha."
Gui Spade was amused by these words, "Although I hate Taihao Mountain as much as I hate Yuguo, those crazy people who talk about God's gods and talk about Haotian's arrangements are right about one thing - monsters are monsters.
You trust Li Ang now and feel that he will not deteriorate.
But what if one day something inside him erodes his brain?
His temperament will change drastically and he will become bloodthirsty. Will you still trust him at that time? "
Ghost Spade's expression turned cold and he said calmly: "What you say you don't care about is just deceiving yourself."
Before he finished speaking, he disappeared from the place, appeared in front of Li Ang, and slashed at the latter's head with a knife.
It seemed that Li Ang's skull was really being cut open to see how far the silk had eroded.
clang!
Li Ang raised the three-edged gun in the shape of a cane and narrowly blocked the knife.
The price was that the fractured wound on his right shoulder that had just been repaired collapsed again, and black blood mixed with ink particles oozed from it.
Too much power was transmitted to the whole body along the triangular spear. Li Ang knelt down on one knee and smashed the rock under his feet with his knee.
Buzz——
The sound of a scimitar cutting through the air suddenly sounded,
Jialuo's light blue eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and the scimitar in his hand slashed straight towards Gui Spade's neck like lightning.
After several years of not seeing each other, Jialuo has also reached the realm of the innate warrior, which is equivalent to the Xunyun realm of other paths.
Considering her age, she is definitely making rapid progress.
However...
Ghost Spade's eyes followed the movement of the scimitar blade, and the palm of his left hand seemed to be slowly but quickly raised, and he firmly grasped the scimitar.
He exerted slight force on his palm, and the scimitar blade immediately made a metallic twisting squeaking sound.
The best craftsman of the Turks, regardless of the cost, made the blade for Jialuo, but in the hands of Ghost Spade, it deformed like dough.
Seeing the weapon being destroyed,
However, there was no emotion in Jialuo's eyes. She maintained her sword-wielding posture, and with her left hand, she pulled out a fine gold dagger from her waist.
Holding the blade in his hand, he stabbed Gui Spade in the heart.
The adamantine blade inlaid with precious stones tore open the blood-stained butcher's apron, and was about to pierce Ghost Spade's heart.
Ghost Spade grinned, and the slit in his abdomen opened instantly, preparing to create terrifying suction.
At the critical moment, Li Ang called out Mo Si, wrapped the upper and lower jaws of the huge mouth on Ghost Spade's abdomen like a spider web, and tightened it suddenly, forcibly preventing the huge mouth from opening.
Ghost Spade frowned, and kicked Jialuo in the abdomen. At the same time that Jialuo flew away,
He grabbed the silk thread around his belly and prepared to pull it off.
Li Ang knew the power of the ghost shovel to swallow the sky and the earth, and was unwilling to give the opponent a chance to reopen the rift. He immediately advanced instead of retreating, summoning more ink threads, wrapping them around the ghost shovel's abdomen, and controlling the rift.
He himself summoned the snake and insect armor and fought hand to hand with Ghost Spade.
Fighting in close combat with a martial arts master whose level is higher than your own is an extremely stupid thing, but there is no better way at the moment.
Every time the ghost shovel strikes, every time it punches, it can knock down a large amount of ink silk.
Li Ang was forced to desperately squeeze out the spiritual power of the sea of qi, and collected the scattered ink threads again and again.
"Ahem——"
Jialuo, who fell into the pile of rocks, coughed and got up. She smelled the burnt smell coming from the armor she was wearing. She pulled out a corner of the armor and found that all the protective talismans inside the soft armor were burned.
These talismans were all used to resist the kick from Ghost Spade just now.
If there were no protective talismans, Jialuo would probably be dead by now.
"Are you OK?"
Li Ang's voice sounded from the side. Jia Luo turned his head and saw a ball of ink floating beside him - Li Ang's voice came from it.
"You are no match for him, let's go."
Li Ang said in a calm voice: "His target is me. Leave now and go find Shen Tuyu and the others in Tongluocheng. Let them come over for support."
Maybe I can still be saved, and the plan to rescue Khan may still be completed. "
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Jialuo scolded, picked up the scimitar that fell aside, and charged towards the ghost shovel, "This is hundreds of miles away from Tongluo City, and you will be cold by the time I get there.
What's the point of it all if you die! "
Jialuo's charging speed became faster and faster. Mosi, who was suspended in the air, followed Jialuo. He was silent for a moment and sighed quietly, "Okay."
Mo Si suddenly turned around in the air and clung to Jialuo's soft armor. Li Ang's voice came out from it, still as calm as water, "Don't resist."
Wow——
The mass of ink stretched out and instantly covered Jia Luo's soft armor, wrapping her face, fingertips, and even the scimitar in her hand.
Jia Luo felt the cold touch of silk on his skin and instinctively got goosebumps all over his body.
The next second, the silkworms squirmed and deformed, forming armor similar to Li Ang's.
It's just lighter and more compact, and the head becomes a wolf head shape.
'Is this the alienated substance in your body? '
Jia Luo silently felt this change - the silk armor adhered tightly to the skin, but did not feel any burden or heaviness.
On the contrary, this armor is cold and cool, helping to dissipate the large amount of heat generated by the warrior's body itself.
The silk threads on the outside of the armor are constantly flowing, adjusting their shape at all times to reduce air resistance during the attack.
From inside the armor, fine ink threads extend, piercing the skin and strengthening the skeletal tendons.
