spirit walker

Chapter 30 Beheading
Dance?Ou Xiangrong was taken aback for a moment, unable to turn his head around for a moment.

This supernatural prop actually invited him to dance.

Ou Xiangrong sneered. Of course, he couldn't dance with the enemy's dancing shoes during the battle. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spat blood on Liu Renbai's dangling knife edge.

As an experienced spirit walker and an evil profession, he has often fought with the Night God and knows the skill characteristics of this profession.

Supernatural props are known for being weird. Ou Xiangrong was once entangled by a supernatural prop for several days, which was very difficult.

But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the actual lethality is slightly insufficient.

In addition, supernatural props are generally afraid of things with strong yang energy, such props that are suspected of living in resentful spirits can be suppressed with a mouthful of blood.

The problem is not big.

The red dancing shoes that fell one after the other waited for a few seconds. Seeing that the human beings in front of him were unwilling to dance with him, they seemed to be angry. There was a dark red gleam on the shoes, and they rushed towards Ou Xiangrong with a rapid "da da" sound.

Ou Xiangrong stood still and waited for the red dancing shoes to approach. When it jumped towards the front of the car to attack him, he calmly swung the willow blade, trying to inflict serious damage on the resentful spirit living in the shoes.

However, the blade cut through the dancing shoes, but there was no feeling of hitting the real thing. These strange red dancing shoes seemed to be in another time and space, and did not exist in reality.

"Bang bang!"

The next moment, Ou Xiangrong was kicked hard on the chest and face.

He felt Zhang Yuanqing's heart stopped beating and it was difficult to breathe just now. At the same time, his face was burning with pain, and warm liquid flowed out of his nasal cavity.

This, this is not a prop for the Ye You Shen profession. Ou Xiangrong was stunned and confused, and said in uncertainty:
"Void?"

The characteristics of this prop look a bit like a foreign profession.How could a level 1 night wandering god own the props of a foreign profession?

Before he had time to think about it, in Ou Xiangrong's sight, the weird pair of dancing shoes turned around and trampled on them again.

He didn't care about wiping his nosebleeds, he put his arms across his chest, and with two bang bang bang bang, the bewitching demon was kicked and rolled off the roof of the car.

Ou Xiangrong either pounced forward, sprinted, rolled over, or evaded with the help of a vehicle, tossing and turning in the spacious underground garage, he avoided most of the trampling of the red shoes.

Unfortunately, however, he was trampled several times, and every time he was trampled on, he was in excruciating pain. The injuries left by the fierce battle last night broke out, and his organs ooze blood.

Well, Zhang Yuanqing, who is so strong and useless, watched the battle of the red shoes, dumbfounded.

He was once again deeply aware of the horror of regular props.

Its pursuit cannot be destroyed or interrupted, and the target can only passively accept its pursuit unless its rules are broken, which is to dance.

But this is unrealistic. Even if Ou Xiangrong succumbs to the red shoes and dances tap dancing with shame, he himself will intervene and make mistakes in his dancing.

And if the dance moves wrong, it's all in vain.

However, Zhang Yuanqing also had a clear understanding of the power of the bewitching demon. With the trampling strength of the red dancing shoes, Ou Xiangrong was able to withstand it.

The physical strength is terrifying.

"Ou Xiangrong will not wait to die foolishly. When he realizes that he can only be beaten passively and cannot fight back, he will definitely choose to run away."

Zhang Yuanqing is clear-headed, he must sneak attack before the other party escapes.

I don't want to kill the enemy, but I must delay this murderer.

Bang bang!

Once again, Ou Xiangrong couldn't dodge in time, and was kicked in front of the door by the red dancing shoes, he staggered back, his eyes went dark, and he became dizzy.

opportunity!

Zhang Yuanqing rushed out like a cheetah, he grabbed the crouching pestle and ran wildly, running an arc-shaped parabola, and circled behind Ou Xiangrong.

Vigorously handed out the crouching pestle to his back.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a dense white light blocked the three-edged spikes of the crouching pestle.

This power comes from the bronze waist plate that Ou Xiangrong holds tightly in his left hand, an ancient waist plate full of cracks and blood stains, like an item of a battle-tested veteran.

This is Zhao Yingjun's defensive item.

"Defensive props?"

Zhang Yuanqing, who failed in the sneak attack, was terrified, made a wrong step, and sprinted around Ou Xiangrong. The crouching pestle in his hand struck the wall of white light air again and again, creating ripples of halo.

This time, under the cover of the red dancing shoes, he was not "insta-killed" by the bewitching demon, and avoided several times of blades and fists in a thrilling manner.

Click!

Finally, under the high-frequency blows from the crouching pestle and the red dancing shoes, the bronze waist plate shattered into pieces, and the white light disintegrated into light shavings.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's night tour time ended, and his body emerged.

Ou Xiangrong seemed to be waiting for this moment, scarlet eyes appeared, and twisted and strange runes appeared.

Bewitched!

Zhang Yuanqing's brain thumped, and he lost his ability to think, as if he had forgotten that he was in a battle. At the same time, a voice echoed in his mind:
Put down your arms and don't fight back.Put down your arms, don't fight back.
Ou Xiangrong grinned grinningly, and slashed the willow blade towards the neck of the young Night God.

He would rather bear the attack of the pair of scary dancing shoes than use this defensive item, which is to wait for the Night Tour God to take the initiative to attack.

This prop from the scout profession has already been half-destroyed. If it is used in advance, it will be completely destroyed after resisting the dancing shoes at most.

He simply endured it, and deliberately sold a loophole to lure the other party to take the initiative.

As he expected, this young Yeyoushen was inexperienced and unable to restrain his temper, so he was really fooled.

However, just before the blade slashed across the young Ye Youshen's neck, Ou Xiangrong saw the opponent's body collapse suddenly, and the willow blade swept against the scalp, chopping off a few strands of hair.

The pair of red dancing shoes that were chasing after him so fiercely appeared on Ye Youshen's feet at some point, and forced him to do a split-horse to avoid cutting his own throat.

At the same time, Ye Youshen, who was supposed to be bewitched, had a golden light in his eyes, and instantly got rid of the state of confusion. With a flick of his legs, he slammed himself into Ou Xiangrong.

Ou Xiangrong didn't expect such a situation at all. He didn't expect that the mere level 1 Night God would be able to get rid of his bewitchment.

But at this time, he still maintained the posture of swinging the knife, unable to retract his strength, he could only watch helplessly as the brass pestle pierced his chest.

"puff!"

Flesh was torn apart, and a round of brilliant golden light erupted from the tip of the crouching rod, burning the vitality in the chest cavity.

Ou Xiangrong's eyes darkened, and he was so painful that he almost fainted, but after all, he was a bewitching demon who had experienced many battles. When he was dying, his potential exploded, and he pulled his right arm back, dragging the willow blade towards the throat of Ye Youshen.

At the same time, tense the muscles of the left arm, flex the elbow joint, and let the left fist turn into a powerful spear, stabbing the enemy's shoulder with a snap.

Zhang Yuanqing raised his head fiercely, dodged the sharp knife cutting his throat, and was immediately hit by Ou Xiangrong's fist in the shoulder, and flew out like a sandbag.

Bang!
Zhang Yuanqing crashed into a commercial vehicle, the windows of which were covered with cracks, and before he landed on the ground, his falling figure was erased inch by inch and disappeared from Ou Xiangrong's vision.

He entered the night travel state again.

Ou Xiangrong didn't look at him, and staggered towards Xu Yingying.

His heart was destroyed, and the only thing that can save him now is the blood of living people. He needs to kill people to drive himself into a state of rage.

Then he rushed out of the underground garage, bloodbathed the campus, and used the bloodthirsty characteristics of the bewitching demon to repair injuries and reverse life and death.

Only in this way, his moral value will definitely drop below 60, he will be wanted by the spirit realm, and besieged and killed by the spirit realm walkers in the whole city, but now he can't care about that much.

"Da da da"

Two dark red gleams emerged out of thin air and turned into a pair of brand new red dancing shoes, killing Ou Xiangrong.

To Ou Xiangrong at this moment, the footsteps were like a death knell, the sigh of death, and the sentence of Hades.

"Boom!"

Ou Xiangrong's face was trampled on, his face was bloody and bloody, he fell uncontrollably, but at the last moment, Ou Xiangrong threw out the willow blade in his hand.

The sharp weapon with a total length of forty centimeters turned into a silver light and shot towards Xu Yingying in the distance.

Ou Xiangrong fixed his gaze on the blade.

Ding!
Suddenly, sparks splashed, and the willow blade was knocked away by a brass pestle protruding out of the void, and a figure stood out beside Xu Yingying.

It was Zhang Yuanqing.

Seeing this scene, the hope in Ou Xiangrong's eyes turned into despair and unwillingness.

At this time, the red dancing shoes fell from the sky, trampled on his face, collapsed the bridge of his nose, cracked his lips, and two eyeballs burst out.

Ou Xiangrong's hands and feet convulsed a few times, completely severing his vitality.

Zhang Yuanqing sat down beside Xu Yingying and let out a long breath, as if he had collapsed.

At this moment, hostility was rolling in his chest, and his hands and feet were trembling non-stop.

This is not fear, but the mental excitement brought about by the surge of adrenaline. When a person is in danger and urgently needs to save himself, the adrenaline will be secreted crazily. In this state, people will kill in the true sense without blinking an eye.

Commonly known as the top!

The battle plan was successful.

Before fighting this battle, he had already thought clearly that the only thing he needed to avoid was the opponent's bewitching skills, so before deciding to sneak attack, he had already sacrificed the crouching pestle.

One of the functions of the crouching pestle is purification.

And the second form of the red dancing shoes is the reliance for him to dare to fight close to him, and it really helped him avoid the deadly throat-cutting attack.

Marking, bewitching, berserk, close combat. All of Ou Xiangrong's abilities, he has calculated clearly and targeted them. If he still can't win, Zhang Yuanqing feels that there is no need to mess around.

After a few minutes of panting, Zhang Yuanqing calmed down the turbulent emotions, and heard the voice of the spiritual realm coming from his ear:
[Ding, you killed a level 3 bewitching demon, gained 30 moral points, 15 prestige points, and the prestige is turned on. 】

Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback, and quickly opened the character attribute panel, and found that there was an extra column of reputation.

prestige?Does killing a spirit walker of the opposing faction award reputation?As an old game player, he is no stranger to prestige, but he doesn't know what is the use of prestige in the spirit world.

Zhang Yuanqing thought about it, decided to ignore it, and went back to the official forum to check.

Compared with the prestige rewarded by the spiritual realm, he cared more about the spoils in reality.

He got up and walked to Ou Xiangrong's body, kicked his eyeballs to the bottom of the car, and dragged the body into the shadows in the corner.

Fumbled carefully on the body and found a mobile phone and a wallet.

The mobile phone is an old-fashioned one that can only make calls, but the wallet is bulging. When I opened it, there was a stack of hundred yuan bills and a fake ID card inside.

Zhang Yuanqing counted it carefully, "As a wanted criminal, he only has more than 500 yuan with him, is that plausible?"

Confiscated!He pulled the money out and put it in his pocket.

Then, he went to the distance and picked up the sharp willow blade.

The moment he touched the weapon, a message appeared in the field of vision:
[Name: Bloodthirsty Blade]

【Type: Weapon】

[Function: Bleeding, Bloodlust, Armor Breaking]

[Introduction: A certain powerful bewitching demon feeds this knife with its own blood, and over time, it becomes extremely bloodthirsty.Its blade can cut through hard steel, and the wounds cut by it are difficult to heal. It will absorb the blood essence of the prey and feed it back to the master, making it stronger. 】

[Remarks: I don't want the knife of the knife owner, it is not a good knife. 】

"This knife looks awesome. If it killed Xu Yingying just now, Ou Xiangrong would be rewarded with the weapon. Fortunately, I kept my mind and stayed by Xu Yingying's side."

Zhang Yuanqing ran back to Ou Xiangrong's body, took off the scabbard on his back, equipped it on himself, and inserted the "Bloodthirsty Blade" into the scabbard.

This knife is still unowned at present, it is very simple to let it recognize the owner, just put it in the inventory.

But Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to accept it yet, because the [Remarks] in the item information made people feel a little flustered.

The bloodthirsty blade should be a price item, and that line of remarks is the price for using it.

Combined with the introduction of this knife, Zhang Yuanqing can probably guess what the price of this knife is. There are no more than two kinds. One, whoever gets this knife will be cursed and die tragically in the end.

Two, this knife needs the owner to regularly feed it with blood.This is the most likely.

It's feeding blood again, a crouching pestle has already made me anemic, if I add this bloodthirsty blade, how can I live?
At this time, Zhang Yuanqing saw the red dancing shoes "da da da" walking in front of him, one after another, a message emerged:
[Would you like to dance with me? If so, please stay where you are. 】

Only then did he remember that he hadn't taken the item back to the inventory, and was about to refuse and take back the item when he suddenly received a prompt from the spirit world:

【Attention, every time you use this prop, you need to dance once. If you refuse, the red shoes will no longer appreciate you and will hunt you down. 】

Zhang Yuanqing opened his mouth a little bit in surprise. This was the first time he used the red dancing shoes in reality after he took over the red dancing shoes. He never expected to pay such a price for using this regular prop.

Kill you if you don't dance with me?This is too deceitful. Zhang Yuanqing stood up with a smile on his face, "I am extremely happy."

Soon, there was a crisp kicking sound in the empty and quiet parking garage.

This time Zhang Yuanqing did not trigger the old illness, but completed a dance with his extraordinary physique, but the dance steps were frequently wrong.

Fortunately, as the master, he was not attacked by the red shoes.

After dancing, the red dance shoe stepped back with her right foot, stood on tiptoe, and curtseyed.

Just as he put the red dancing shoes back into the inventory, his ears moved slightly, and he heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming from the steep slope.

Following the prestige, he saw Li Dongze leading Guan Ya and seven or eight face-to-face walkers, rushing into the underground garage.

Some of them were armed with guns, some with knives, and some with cats. They were fully armed.

Fortunately, fortunately, the dance is over. Zhang Yuanqing is extremely fortunate.

ps: Change first and then change.

(End of this chapter)