Chapter 227 King Qin carries the sword on his back
Crack!
The screen ghost panicked.
Holding the edge of the monitor with both hands, the two pale thighs without socks under the white pajamas kept beating, and the spooky and terrifying ghosts were gone.
I panicked for a while.
The screen ghost suddenly realized that the pictures on the monitor were all virtual spaces formed by her ghost power, and were not real filth. She did not need to escape specifically.
So she tried to hide again with her legs.
But suddenly.
There was something slippery, sticky, long and powerful, wrapped around her leg!
She looked down and saw that it was a big bright red tongue!
Under seven meters.
Wu Xian strode forward, held his head high, and wrapped his tongue around the screen ghost's thigh, pulling it down desperately. He chose this 'ghost power - ghost tongue' just for this moment.
As soon as you come out, don’t think about going back again!
The sudden force caused the screen ghost's body to slide down a few meters, and then suddenly stopped. Her hair was firmly entangled in the TV above!
A smile appeared on the pale face.
The human below sticking out his tongue was certainly frightening, but how could a mere tongue compare to her head full of black hair?
Poof!
The screen ghost fell to the ground.
Before she could figure out how she fell, the monitor hit her in the head!
This monitor is hung in the air, but Wu Xian and others are not professional workers. Although they subjectively want to fix the TV as strong as possible, in fact their skills are limited, so this TV is not Not that strong...
Therefore, when the ghost tongue and ghost hair are fighting, the TV cannot hold on.
Left the TV.
Then this screen ghost is at the mercy of others.
Wu Xian bit off his tongue.
He didn’t want to taste the screen ghost’s thighs, so he didn’t let the long tongue return to his mouth.
Then he threw a poker over, and the screen ghost's black hair instantly caught the poker.
But Wu Xian’s poker is not so easy to play.
Crack, crackle!
A thick chain of lightning appeared out of thin air.
The ghost on the screen had no way to retreat and no defense. He was immediately burnt black by the electricity, and his thick hair stood up, looking like a huge hair ball.
Then Lou Yaozong pushed forward with both hands, and a burst of fresh air appeared, knocking the screen ghost back a long way.
Sun Qian and Shi Ji each attacked with Taomu Sword and Hui Yiwen, while Liao Yifang gave a heavy punch from behind.
As soon as she landed.
Everything I faced was a killer move.
Wow!
The black hair that had been straightened by electricity became soft again, like a big cloak, covering the whole screen ghost. The black hair seemed to have no body, and like a surging wave, it blocked all the attacks of the three people, and then blocked the three people. All thrown away!
The black hair spreads out.
Reveal the cold face of the screen ghost.
The strength that was lost due to being plotted has risen again.
Luo Shiyi, Yan Bingbing and other five ordinary aborigines felt that the blood in their bodies stagnated when they saw the pale face of the screen ghost. This standard ghost face was more disturbing than the bloody face. fear.
Wu Xian's expression changed slightly. The evil spirit rising into the sky was not on the same level as the previous ghosts. It seemed that the successive deaths of other original ghosts had greatly enhanced the strength of the other ghosts that were still alive.
But now, it’s not at the point where it can’t be dealt with.
The people who were thrown away got up from the ground and prepared for the second attack. Wu Xian was holding the blood-painted ghost head sword. Now it is time for everyone to see how powerful the lightened ghost head sword is. So cruel...Pfft!
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh made everyone present startled.
Even the screen ghost was confused.
She slowly turned her head and saw Zhang Wei's ordinary face behind her, and a four-foot long sword inserted into her back!
She didn't want to think about how Zhang Wei broke through her defense and hurt herself.
The most urgent thing for the screen ghost now is to pull out the sword behind him. Every second the sword is inserted into his body, he is suppressing his power.
But she wrapped her hair around the hilt of the sword, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it out!
This sword.
It is Zhang Wei’s reward for worshiping gods.
It is called the 'King of Qin Back Hand Sword', and it is the sword of Qin Shihuang. Like the yellow death, it is an 'artifact' blessed by the trust of all people.
This sword does not have as cool an ability as 'instant death'.
It's just extremely strong, very difficult to be damaged, and much stronger and more durable than other weapons.
If I have to talk about abilities, there are two. The first is that when the sword penetrates into the enemy's body, it will continue to interfere with the enemy's movements and energy flow.
The second ability is...
It can’t be pulled out!
The familiar who holds this sword has the ability to draw this sword three times.
The sword needs to be unsheathed at the first opportunity, so if you are not stupid enough to put the long sword back into its sheath, you can use the sword three times. The third time is equivalent to being stuck in the enemy permanently. He couldn't pull it out himself.
Zhang Wei smiled slightly and retired with success. The next step will be up to others!
Whoosh!
Waiting for others to take action.
Qian Yunhe, who was guarding the video tape on the second floor, jumped down first.
His figure looked exactly like that of the screen ghost. A strand of the screen ghost's hair actually flew up. The hair above her left ear was shaved off, turning her into a bald man!
Then Qian Yunhe's figure flashed around, his movements were light and elegant, and he waved the root-cutting sword flying up and down. Each blow made the ghost on the screen lose some hair...
After killing the electric ghost last night, Qian Yunhe also received some. He was rewarded, and used these rewards to acquire the magical power of Qinggong. Coupled with the root-cutting sword in his hand, he was simply the natural nemesis of screen ghosts!
Screen Ghost wanted to be furious, but she was almost hairless, and the sword behind her kept restricting her movement, so her head was pitifully shaved off.
Seeing Qian Yunhe's excited and perverted expression while shaving his head, several ladies present couldn't help but cover their heads. In a sense, Qian Yunhe was scarier than a ghost.
Soon the effect of Qian Yunhe's Qing Gong disappeared, and he hurriedly ran away.
The screen ghost regained his power.
But at this time, her head had become numb and numb, which was almost invisible, and her hair was more than half less than before.
But even so.
That’s enough to kill!
The screen ghost showed his teeth and claws, and wanted to kill Qian Yunhe first, who could no longer run fast.
puff!
She was stunned again.
Turning around, she saw Zhang Wei pulling out the Qin King's backhand sword. This time, she still didn't notice how Zhang Wei got behind her.
But she didn't have time to be happy yet.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wu Xianzheng holding the Ghost Head Sword in both hands, leaping high and slashing towards her head, but she had no chance to dodge!
Click!
The ghost body of the screen ghost hit the blood-painted ghost-head knife, like butter hitting a hot knife, and was cut into two halves. The ghost-head knife fell to the ground and cut through the floor of the basketball court. , sinking deep into the ground.
That’s it.
The screen ghost is dead and they can finally continue taking pictures!
(End of this chapter)