The king of Hades who was hunted down by the system

Chapter 77 Eat Her

The Taoist priest in white stood aside with cold eyes, pinching the brown powder crushed on his fingertips.

"If it weren't for you, this thing would still be of great use in the future..."

Fu Yulou said these words coldly, his snow-white clothes flying like snow kites.

Don't let his face become ashen as water after hearing this, he was sure that it was because of the thing that this man crushed just now that the evil spirit of Roshan could be resurrected!

Brown powder fell from the wide sleeves of the Taoist priest in white. Although he didn't know what he crushed, Mo Rang felt a little apprehensive for no reason.

"1 minutes left"

Now the ghost energy in his body can support the maximum consumption of 1 minute. Is such a short time enough for him to kill the evil ghost and Fu Yulou in front of him? !

So what if it's not enough.

He has no right to retreat!

Gritting his teeth, Mo Rang only felt that he had a new understanding of how unfriendly the world was.

The scorched earth is deep black, and the long knife is like light.

I can't think about the outside world for a moment. At this time, the tall and thin man in the torn robe is in a mess. The left half of his body that was originally torn into pieces has completely grown back now. His jade-white arms are exposed in the dry air, and they feel more like jade when facing the firelight. , he is not thin and thin, the arms that are exposed now are tight and full of explosive power.

An ink-colored robe was hanging on his body in tatters at this time, and it was still stained with scarlet blood. Even his pale face was splashed with drops of blood, which hadn't dried yet and flowed down the contours of his cheeks. In the midst of weakness and tragedy, a pair of scarlet eyes are full of fighting spirit.

The tall and thin man clenched the handle of the knife tightly, feeling that the filigree on it was going to sink into the flesh. Although the knife was forcibly held back just now, although it did not harm his body, there was always a feeling of extreme discomfort that he could not wait to Cleave everything in front of you.

Countless black qi was generated from the heart, following the direction of his determination to run through the nodes all the way, nine twists and turns, ten folds in the veins, he did not hold back, and used all the remaining ghost qi, Liuli heart continuously transformed into new ghost qi , but compared to consumption, it is just a drop in the bucket.

"Bam—!!"

Mo Rang dodged the fist of the evil ghost again, the sand and stones flew up, and the dust was everywhere. He moved swiftly like a bird, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye. When he appeared again, he slashed at Fu Yulou.

The Taoist priest in white was clean and dust-free, which was in perfect contrast to Mo Rang who was in a mess. He didn't panic when he saw him slashing with a long knife.

His feet are as leisurely as walking in a garden, but he only takes two or three steps to take a long distance, with the artistic conception of being so close to the world, and even a long knife cuts him without even touching his hair.

At the same time, Mo Rang dodged the onslaught of the Roshan evil spirit again, and the long knife in his hand became as dark as midnight again, with flames billowing on it.

Two fists are no match for four hands. The current situation is that he is being attacked from both sides. Even if Fu Yulou has no weapons in his hands, there is no guarantee that he will be able to defeat him.

Just when Mo Rang was thinking this way, the evil ghost slapped his palms again, the palms the size of a millstone carried a strong palm wind, and what was even more frightening were the sharp short knife nails on the ten fingers!

"trouble!"

He didn't run away, and the Ghost Flame Knife was still in use, so running now was a waste of time.So he suddenly raised his knife to meet him.

The evil ghost patted him with both palms, encircling him, trying to pat him into a pulp.

Don't let the eyes be serious, the scarlet eyes used the double feeling of pain and happiness again, and at the same time, the black air was billowing under the feet, but in an instant, he escaped from the range of the evil ghost's palms and headed towards the evil ghost's face!

"The wind in the mountains and forests is like a knife, and the autumn leaves are all over the ground!"

This move of "Autumn Wind Killing" continued non-stop. The Ghost Flame Knife slashed dozens of times at the evil ghost's bloated and hard arms. One step is also to leave a way out for myself.

——If a single knife fails to cut off the head of the evil spirit, at least the few knifes I have can also slow down its speed.

The evil spirit of Roshan in front of him has green eyes, and is slightly frozen by the illusion of both pain and pleasure.

When it sank into the illusion, Mo Rang also felt great pain, that kind of pain was aimed at the soul level, it seemed to be full of sorrows and joys in the world, and it made people's brains swell, as if to blow it up completely, even if it was just... One-twentieth pain.

He kept his feet on the ground, and the long knife aimed at the neck of the evil spirit, but it was only a thumb's away to cut into the flesh of the evil spirit!
"Bitter and happy dual use will inevitably reduce its effect again. I'm afraid that this evil spirit will wake up before I kill it!"

Just when Mo Rang thought this way, those cold green pupils instantly woke up, and they met Mo Rang, full of malice and pain.

"What's the use of letting me see it again?! Do you think the illusion can trap me?!"

Wow. Am I a crow’s mouth? !

The black pupils of the evil spirit constricted like lines, and greedily looked at the thin man who had been chopped off, and saw that his long black knife was still slashing towards the thick skin of the neck, cutting out a flash of lightning, but there was not even a broken skin!
A gust of wind came from behind, mixed with a cold and ghostly aura that almost passed through his body.

"Cha-"

Mo Rang hurriedly kicked the hard flesh on the evil ghost's chest and scratched downwards, sparking electric sparks along the way, leaving a white line behind.

"Why such a thick skin!!"

He let out a cry of surprise, but saw that the hard abdomen that his long knife was about to cut through seemed to open his mouth wide!

—that is indeed the mouth!

Like an open scar, it opened on the bloated abdomen of the evil spirit, and the inside was as dark as an abyss, waiting to take over the fallen monster.

Mo Rang suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment in his heart, and he said that this evil ghost has no mouth on his face, so how could he eat blood? !

It turned out to be in the abdomen!

But he didn't allow him to think too much about it. At this time, he would step into the bottomless abyss with his toes down. His legs shrank, and he stepped on the blue-black hard skin of the evil ghost, walking away like a spring.

"puff--!!"

The palms of the evil ghost just brushed against Mo Rang's back, the feeling of the short knife piercing through the flesh was really uncomfortable, but he escaped from the encirclement.

It was the body that was drenched like hot oil, and the burning heart was scalding hot.

The skin and flesh on his back quickly recovered, and he stared at the evil spirit fiercely, as if a fierce god had descended.At this time, his eyes were blood red, and there seemed to be a cold and demonic voice in his mind, which gradually expanded, chilling every nerve in him.

Who is speaking?

What is she saying?
Before he could understand, "Catch!" came from behind, which seemed to be Wen Xiuyun's shout.

Catch what?
A bad premonition gradually surfaced, condensing into a sharp knife, about to poke someone's life.

He suddenly looked back, and his face was instantly gloomy.

A four or five-year-old girl was wrapped around a long blood-red whip, and she went towards the open mouth of the evil spirit's abdomen, intending to eat Ying Qingqing to the evil spirit in front of him, and the long whip still had with blood.

Whose blood could not be Wen Xiuyun's own, and Ying Qingqing was not injured, so it must be Cai Lan's!
I'm afraid that the young man who has the will to die has become the soul of Wen Xiuyun's whip.

And Fu Yulou on the side, the moment Wen Xiuyun opened his mouth, his face was so gloomy that water could drip.

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　Mo Yanwang: Come on, tell me why you let me fight for so long?

　　Hanhanniao (counseling): Me, me, me, don't you think your fighting posture is very handsome?
　　Mo Yanwang: I just feel very tired
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