Suddenly a group of dark clouds floated over in the sky that was originally sparse with moon and stars.
The dark cloud covered the moonlight and the stars.
Only a faint light like a transparent gauze leaked out, shining the last bit of light on the person who fell to the ground.
It shone on the mysterious robe that he could no longer distinguish between black and white, on the bright red patch on his front, and on his cheek where the blood had not yet been wiped off.
cough!
With a cough, a few drops of blood sprayed out, turning into a hazy red mist in the air.
Xia Zhichan trembled and opened his eyes. He stared at the dark clouds covering everything in the sky for a while, and then stood up unsteadily.
Both Huang Xing and Huang Xing on the side felt that Xia Zhichan must have lost and suffered great injuries.
But they only saw a small part.
It was as if someone had used a thousand red-hot irons to create a thousand black spots on Xia Zhichan's black robe, and it was completely impossible to tell what color it was.
There was no golden crown on his head, and the piece of cloth that tied his hair had long since torn apart during the fight and disappeared. A head full of black hair poured down like a waterfall, and several strands of hair on the temples were strangely curled.
"I almost even burned my hair..."
He didn't seem to care about the current situation, he just held a strand of hair between his two fingers and looked at it carefully.
It was obvious that he had almost died under the claws of the giant spider monster just now, but now he only cared about his hair.
Strangely enough, after Xia Zhichan fell from the roof, the strange screams that had been roaring outside the house suddenly stopped.
For a while, all I could hear was the howling autumn wind.
It's late at night, and the moon has disappeared, leaving only the chill that can't be shaken off no matter how hard it is on the clothes, closely following every sleepless person.
"Are you OK……"
The woman from the Longmen Escort Agency said hesitantly, although she also knew in her heart that Xia Zhichan didn't look like she was fine no matter how she looked now.
"fine……"
Xia Zhichan tried to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth with his backhand. He wiped it twice, but failed to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth. Instead, it was all over his hands.
"use this……"
Seeing this, the woman took out a white silk scarf handkerchief from her arms and handed it to Xia Zhichan without even thinking about it.
"Uh, thank you..."
Xia Zhichan took the handkerchief. The white silk scarf seemed to have the warmth and scent of a woman on it. He wiped the blood from his mouth with some embarrassment.
After wiping the blood, he did not return the handkerchief to the woman. Instead, he rolled up his green hair with his left hand and tied up the hair again with a handkerchief instead of a cloth strip with his right hand.
It's just that the handkerchief is not long enough after all, so it can only tie up most of it, and the other part can only be draped around the temples and shoulders.
It seems that he is a little less immortal and more chivalrous.
"You should wake up soon..."
Xia Zhichan murmured, then walked out slowly and stood in the yard again.
The woman looked out through the open door and saw an ugly monster covered in pitch black struggling and wriggling on the ground.
The pair of front claws that were originally the sharpest had long since turned into a pile of charcoal on the ground. The remaining spider legs also had burn wounds of varying degrees, and the woman's face on the back was even more burned black.
"Quack, quack, quack..."
"If you can still laugh, then take another slap from my palm."
Xia Zhichan couldn't be polite to monsters. He pinched Dao Jue with his hand, and silver lightning like threads slowly gathered in the palm of his right hand.
There was a flash of silver light, and then Xia Zhichan was seen coming with Thunderbolt in hand.
Roar!
The spider monster had always shown a sluggish posture, but the moment Xia Zhichan approached, it suddenly raised its body, and the spear-like spider legs on both sides thrust out with strong wind.
Snapped!
Xia Zhichan's palm thunder only hit one of the spider legs. Silver lightning exploded, and then the black spider leg, which was as thick as a human thigh, broke with a snap.
But the other whizzing spider legs were already close at hand.
The strong wind blew a few strands of hair around his temples.
The black and white mysterious robe on his body has reached its limit, otherwise how could he not even be able to restore his cleanliness? If these spider legs were stabbed, Xia Zhichan's mortal body would be pierced like hawthorns on a candied haws.
Fortunately, Xia Zhichan has more than one magic weapon.
The emerald jade around her waist flashed with light, and the light completely enveloped Xia Zhichan, and then dissipated like a puff of smoke.
Those spider legs stabbed into the air, and the spider leg that Xia Zhichan chopped off with the lightning in his palm kept swaying in the air, with some purple-black blood-like viscous liquid dripping down.
Ga?
The monster didn't understand why the person who was under him just now suddenly disappeared. It was spinning around in confusion, its movements a little awkward because it was missing one of its spider legs.
"Up there!"
The darkened woman's face on the spider monster's back suddenly widened her eyes, her split scarlet mouth squirmed, and a shrill female voice came out from nowhere.
"Oh, you can indeed talk."
Xia Zhichan used Jade Jade's special magical power to bring herself directly to the top of the spider monster's head. And at the moment when the spider monster was in a daze, another light group flashing with silver lightning condensed in his palm.
From the very beginning, he sensed an evil aura and a faint remnant of humanity from this monster.
Generally speaking, evil things are transformed from the soul essence of people after death. Popularity only exists while a person is alive. It can be said that these two kinds of qi are completely opposite.
boom!
The silver light ball fell down with a strong wind, and reached the top of the spider monster's head in the blink of an eye.
Snapped!
The scarlet mouth squirmed, and then a bright red tongue covered with barbs that was a bit thicker than before sprang out from the cracked flesh.
The light ball directly collided with the tongue, and a dazzling light burst out. In the light, the tongue covered with barbs was gradually scorched and turned into a piece of black coal.
Among the magic techniques, the thunder technique is the most effective against evil spirits.
Before Xia Zhichan could take a breath, she saw a brand new bright red tongue suddenly emerge from the dissipated light.
By the time he saw it, it was too late to dodge.
Every time the jadeite on the waist is used, it must be filled with true energy to stimulate the formation. However, because Xia Zhichan has not yet cultivated the true energy, she can only use the true energy in the wine gourd to repeatedly nourish it before it can be used again.
Snapped!
The barbed tongue was directly wrapped around his left ankle, and then a huge force pulled him down.
Xia Zhichan couldn't stabilize his body, and could only reluctantly condense an irregular flashing light group from the palm of his hand. But before he had time to strike out the half-finished palm, another tongue suddenly came out from it, Wrap his left wrist where the light group was condensed.
Snapped! The light group flickered a few times and finally went out.
Then more tongues stuck out from the split scarlet mouth below and ran towards Xia Zhichan's other hands and feet.
"not the right time yet……"
Xia Zhichan frowned and pinched the tongue at her wrist with her backhand. Zhongzheng Haoran's Gang Qi surged out from his palm, and all the barbs on his tongue were wiped away by the Gang Qi.
It's not that he has no way to break free, it's just that it's not the time yet. If he uses the trump card he prepared early, he won't have a decisive trump card, and other accidents are likely to occur.
At this moment, there was a loud bang, a window on the second floor of the inn was smashed, and a burly figure flew out.
boom!
The figure fell heavily to the ground, and its body was twisted into a twist. It looked like there was a high probability that it would not survive.
The person who hit the ground was Wang Dayan, the killer on the 13th floor who had a fierce fight with Nan Er on the second floor.
He was also transformed into a weird existence that was half human and half ghost by Du Shisanniang using evil spirit. If Xia Zhichan hadn't left Nan Er a golden crown to ward off evil spirits in advance, Nan Er would not have been able to defeat the evil Wang Dayan.
"Oh~ It looks like you're quite embarrassed too."
A joking voice came.
Nan Er's figure emerged from the window that had been smashed by Wang Dayan. His appearance was not much better. His nose was bruised, his face was swollen and he was covered in blood. Bones could be vaguely seen on his left shoulder, and his figure was shaking. It looked like his leg was injured too.
"Stop talking nonsense, come and help if you're not dead!"
Xia Zhichan was furious. He was now being held up by his left and right ankles, hanging upside down in the air, looking somewhat ridiculous.
"I can't help, I can't move..."
Nan Er held on to the half-broken window sill and shook his head in amusement. He didn't even have the strength to walk down from the second floor, let alone help.
His whole body was in excruciating pain, at least three or four ribs were broken, and his left shoulder and entire left arm could no longer move. Only the palm of his left hand was barely holding the golden crown left by Xia Zhichan.
The house was completely devastated, and there was no good spot. Several large holes were made on the floor and walls, and some even penetrated the floor, from which the first floor could be seen directly.
Nan Er looked around, and finally set his sights on his right side.
The long black-sheathed sword was quietly inserted between the gaps between the wooden boards on the ground, like a loyal guard waiting for the master's call.
Nan Er stretched out his only movable right hand and placed it on the handle of the long knife.
He hesitated a little, but still took the counter-pattern knife out of its sheath.
The smooth mirror-like blade reflected his eyes.
"Erlang, remember...from now on, this knife will be your life..."
My father's instructions before his death still ring in my ears. After so many years, he never leaves his hand with the knife even when sleeping, and he does not allow others to touch the knife.
For a swordsman, his sword is his life!
Nan Er took a breath, endured the severe pain in his body, reluctantly threw the knife in his hand, and shouted at the same time:
"then!"
"What are you picking up?"
Xia Zhichan looked up with doubts.
The dark clouds in the sky covered the stars and moon, so it was gloomy at this time without any light.
Then with Nan Er's loud shout, a white moonlight flew out from the broken window on the second floor.
The moonlight is as cold as water and touches my heart faintly.
Xia Zhichan broke free from the shackles of her right hand, then reached out and fished it out of the white moonlight.
The long knife came out across the sky.
Several rays of frost-like moonlight crisscrossed and twisted all the tongues wrapped around Xia Zhichan's body into pieces.
"Tsk——"
Nan Er leaned half against the window. When he saw those knife marks in the moonlight, he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"How come you can use a knife better than me..."
The sky was covered with dark clouds and moon, and it was dark and foggy. Suddenly, a bright white star fell from the sky, drawing a straight white line between the sky and the earth.
The end of the white line is the top of the spider monster's head.
"The Luling Bai family's 'Tianchenluo'..."
Nan Er's eyes widened in surprise. He blurted out in disbelief, and then cursed in an angry and funny tone:
"You Xia Zhichan, you actually use my sword to perform sword skills..."
That white line struck down. Although the monster had a premonition, it was unable to dodge due to physical inconvenience, so it could only barely dodge.
Click!
The counter-grain knife was a rare sharp thing in the world, and with the blessing of Xia Zhichan's awe-inspiring Zhongzheng Qi, it was like cutting tofu.
The monster barely moved away, but Xia Zhichan chopped off the two spider legs on the left side from the root with a knife.
Bang.
The spider leg on the left side was broken, and the cut area was as smooth as a mirror.
Because there was only the last spider leg left on the left side, the spider monster could no longer support its body and could only lie on the ground crookedly.
Ga!
The monster hissed several times, and the woman's face on its back twisted. Bloody tears welled up from the corners of its eyes, and several tongues came out of its scarlet mouth.
"Kill you!"
Those tongues were swaying in the air, curling up like poisonous snakes looking for prey in the jungle, and then suddenly pounced out, exposing their fangs.
Xia Zhichan slashed left and right, cutting off several tongues. He seemed to be waiting for something. Although he kept resisting the attack of his tongue, he never made another killing move.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"
A woman's shrill laughter came.
"Is it too early to laugh now..."
There was a click, and a silvery white light suddenly flashed in the dark clouds in the sky.
That light seemed to be a signal of something, or a sign that something had been completed.
Xia Zhichan smiled, dodged the tongue attack, then flew into the air, secretly pinched the Five Thunder Dao Jue with his left hand, and said silently:
"Nine heavens should respond to the order of the Heavenly Lord with the sound of thunder..."
As soon as the twelve-character mantra came out, the originally thick dark clouds in the sky suddenly seemed to be stirred up by an invisible hand, forming a huge black vortex.
At the end of the whirlpool, invisible to everyone, there is a cinnabar-yellow talisman.
The cinnabar yellow talisman began to spin as Xia Zhichan chanted his mantra. Silvery white threads spread out from the patterns on the corners of the yellow talisman, slowly forming a formation on the dark clouds.
The formation was so strange that the moonlight and starlight in the sky were attracted to it.
Xia Zhichan raised her knife and pointed towards the sky.
There was a thunderclap.
The silvery white lightning was like a baby swallow returning from its nest, falling from the dark clouds in the sky onto the counter-patterned knife.
The pattern of the counter-pattern knife is filled with thunder slurry, and occasionally blue arcs shine on the blade.
If the knife looked like a ray of white moonlight before, now it seems like a full moon on the Mid-Autumn Night.
It’s just the moonlight in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
But this full moon is full of thunder!
"No, no, no, run! Run, you loser!"
The woman's face seemed to feel some kind of threat, but she was just staying behind the spider monster and couldn't move on her own. She could only urge her desperately.
Ga!
The spider monster naturally felt it. He knew that if he didn't dodge quickly now, his soul would be turned into charcoal under the knife.
"Huh, you still want to leave?"
Xia Zhichan held the knife with both hands and slashed downward with force.
A full foot of dazzling light emerged from the three-foot-long sword.
"I will kill you today!"
