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Chapter 404

There is no doubt that flying head drop is not really invulnerable.

It's just that the bullets fired by the police just now couldn't break through the defense on Fei Toujiang's head.

As for the third prince, as the great god of the Santan Haihui, possessing the power of Haihui itself has the job of subjugating demons, so it is not a problem to be invulnerable.

His forehead was smashed by Ahao's blow, and Fei Toujiang immediately let out a shrill scream.

And seeing the big bag thrown by him on Feitoujiang's head, the third prince's originally angry expression immediately became grinning again, making a childlike laugh while waving the iron ring in his hand mercilessly Throw it on the head of the flying head.

If you just look at Ah Hao's appearance, it can be described as innocent.

Of course, this kind of innocence is due to ignoring the flying head in his hand that was smashed by the iron ring and his head was full of bags, and kept wailing.

"Hiss, hiss~"

In the confinement room, he watched Fei Tou Jiang who was caught in the iron ring by Ah Hao and kept chasing and beating him.

Obviously, looking at the appearance alone, Fei Toujiang's hideous and ferocious appearance is terrifying no matter how you look at it.

But inexplicably, Lao Qian heard a bit of pitifulness from the other party's screams.

The scene in front of me is simply a reappearance of Nezha Naohai in the folklore.

Bang!
The iron ring held in Ah Hao's hand was aimed at his head again, and a big bag was smashed out. Fei Toujiang dragged the organs under his neck crookedly in mid-air and turned into an S shape to avoid chasing and hitting. He was even stained red by the blood oozing from his forehead, and his whole appearance could be described as fleeing.

Come to think of it, the head-down master who performed the flying head drop would never have thought of it.

The flying head drop that I have practiced so hard will unexpectedly have a day when someone beats me all over my head.

"Hurry up, hurry up..."

"It's in the detention room!"

"Be careful, you can't help being bitten by it."

In the confinement room, when Fei Toujiang was being chased and beaten by Ahao.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps from the corridor outside, and then a group of well-equipped policemen with explosion-proof shields came to the door of the internment room.

With the determination to die, they rushed to the door.

What I saw was the scene in the room where Ah Hao grabbed the iron ring and kept chasing the flying head down.

Immediately, I felt that the courage I had finally brought up was exhausted in an instant.

Obviously, the Flying Head in front of him still looked so terrifying and bloody, but he couldn't make them express their fearful expressions, instead they felt that the scene in front of them was very funny.

"what!"

Seeing that, a policeman came to the detention room.

boom!
Fei Toujiang, who was constantly being chased by Ah Hao, seized this opportunity, turned around and took the smash, drew an arc in mid-air and smashed on the wall of the room with blood rushing, unexpectedly directly smashing the wall of the room. A breach buried the flying head inside.

"Amazing!"

"This is the master!"

Seeing this scene, the Thai policeman holding an explosion-proof shield at the door seemed to exclaim.

"Oops!"

Seeing this, the expression on Lin Jiuying's face couldn't help changing, and she quickly reminded Ahao in front of her: "Third Prince, be careful, don't let the flying head descend to escape!"

"Ok?"

Hearing Lin Jiuying's reminder from behind, Ah Hao tilted his head and turned to Lin Jiuying with a puzzled expression.

And the moment Ah Hao turned around, the flying head that was originally buried by the broken stones and bricks of the wall suddenly flew up, opened his mouth and let out a shrill scream, and flew out of the police station in a circle with a whistling sound.

Under Ah Hao's continuous smashing and beating, he actually gave up the attack, turned around and ran away.

"...&(%...*"

Seeing Fei Toujiang's fleeing back, Ahao who reacted immediately made a high-pitched voice, pointing at the direction where Fei Toujiang was flying away and cursed.

Then he threw the iron ring in his hand with an angry expression.

In the current situation, if the third prince's true god came down to earth, it would be impossible to give Fei Tou a plan to escape.

Even if he ran away, he could catch up with the Hot Wheels under his feet. It's a pity that he is just a thought that descended on Ah Hao now, not to mention that Hot Wheels doesn't even have a weapon that can be used, so He could only watch helplessly as Fei Toujiang escaped from the police station.

A good fight ended in such an anticlimactic situation.

Ah Hao had an unhappy expression on his face.

Seeing this, although Lin Jiuying was also regretful, she was helpless.

After all, as the most powerful head-dropping technique, this flying method of coming and going without a trace is itself one of the reasons why flying head-dropping has not become the most insidious spell among all head-dropping techniques.

Looking away from the hole made by Fei Toujiang, Lin Jiuying looked at the angry Ahao in front of him, but raised his hands to make a magic spell, and said respectfully.

"Please return the third prince!"

Since all the Feitoujiang who were going to fight had already been beaten away, there was no need for the third prince on Ahao's body.

This kind of magic-inviting technique can certainly invite gods and Buddhas from all over the sky to subdue demons, but it is a huge loss to the upper body object itself.

In fact, if you take a closer look, Maoshan’s magic of inviting gods is actually a simplified version of the advent ceremony, which also uses the body as a sustenance to invite the gods, but compared with the advent ceremony of Haitian voodoo, What Maoshan invited was not the deity of the third prince, and he had mastered the method to send the god back.

Seeing the gesture made by Lin Jiuying, although the expression on Ahao's face was still somewhat sullen, he had to nod in response.

puff-

With the nod of the third prince, Ahao, who was still standing firmly in front of Lin Jiuying, suddenly fell straight down as if his whole body strength had been taken away.

Seeing the limp Ah Hao, Lin Jiuying obviously had expected it, and stepped forward to support the apprentice's body.

At the same time, he stretched out his palm, patted Ah Hao's shoulders in two places, and wiped away the blood stain in the center of his forehead with his thumb.

"……master."

As the blood marks between the brows were wiped away, Ah Hao, who was still closed and unresponsive, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Lin Jiuying in front of him, opened his mouth and said with a weak expression.

"Has the third prince eliminated Flying Heads?"

In the case of the third prince's upper body, Ahao didn't seem to have the memory of the fight just now, so he asked Lin Jiuying after his consciousness returned.

"Almost, the Fei Tou Jiang seized the opportunity and ran away."

Facing Ah Hao's expectant expression, Lin Jiuying shook her head, and replied with regret.

"Ah, then I invited the third prince for nothing."

It took so much effort and cost to please the third prince, but Fei Tou surrendered and fled. Ahao's face immediately showed a disappointed expression.

"Don't worry, even though he was allowed to escape, in the hands of the third prince, the master of the lower head has not been pleased."

"After the flying head is lowered back, some masters will feel better."

(End of this chapter)