Urban Witcher

Chapter 1731 Fire Breathing

"puff!"

Xuefutu was hit on the head by Zikun Taoist with all his strength, and his body was slightly shaken, but Zikun Taoist was sent flying out, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Two flamethrowers immediately sprayed on Xuefutu's head. The high-temperature flames made Xuefutu a little uncomfortable, and most of his attention was on this side. Ye Shaoyang took the opportunity to climb up its back from behind, holding a dark gold rune, Sticking it on its head, I thought that one blow would be successful, but Xuefutu shook his body vigorously. Ye Shaoyang's feet were originally those tangled tree vines, and he couldn't stand firmly and fell down.

Enduring the scorching of the flamethrower, Xuefutu exerted his strength suddenly, and his head suddenly opened from the middle like a flower bud, like a huge mouth, and he opened his mouth to bite the two soldiers.

When the two soldiers wanted to retreat, a miasma wrapped them in the middle, making them unable to move. Ye Shaoyang was on the other side, and it was too late to rescue him.

Taoist Zikun is already half-disabled, and several disciples dare not go up.

At the very moment, a soldier beside Cao Yu rushed over, holding a gun barrel in his hand, directly inserted it into Xuefutu's mouth, and pulled the trigger...

What he held in his hand was not an ordinary gun, nor a flamethrower, but a flare gun that fired flares, which directly shot the flares into the mouth of Xuefutu.

When the flares are fired, if there is not enough space to work, they will explode like grenades, instantly generating a high temperature of thousands of degrees. This time, the flares they carry are specially used by the military, and the illumination agent is several times that of ordinary flares...

It was like a grenade exploding in the mouth of the Blood Buddha.

"Aw..."

Xuefutu let out a scream, his head was blown apart, flesh and blood flew everywhere, his huge body also shook, and the rattan like two legs seemed unable to bear the weight of his body, kneeling on the ground.

Ye Shaoyang looked intently, and found that just like the previous analysis of Taoist Zikun: in Xuefutu's blasted head, there was indeed a human-shaped transparent object, exuding soul power, constantly absorbing the yin energy in the surrounding air, visible to the naked eye The speed resumed to grow, Xuefutu struggled and stood up again. The body shook violently, exuding an aura even more violent than before.

"Master Ye, hurry up before it recovers!" Taoist Zikun sat on the ground and yelled loudly.

Ye Shaoyang waved the soul hook, hooked Xuefutu's long neck, and jumped forward. Xuefutu seemed to sense the danger, turned his head, and spit out a miasma from his unrepaired mouth. Surrounded.

Ye Shaoyang didn't expect that the seriously injured Xuefutu would still have such a keen reaction ability. He had a way to avoid the siege, but in that case, the time to give it a fatal blow would pass, and he would wait for the Xuefutu to recover later. The chances are even slimmer.

At the critical moment, the adventurous factor in Ye Shaoyang's body was aroused, he gritted his teeth, ignored the vines, cut his fingertips with his left hand, forced out a blood mist with Gang Qi, instantly opened a gap in the miasma, and put his hand into Xuefutu's mouth , pasted the dark gold rune on the almost transparent soul core.

"The Supreme Three Purities, the Great Emperors of the Four Directions, with supernatural powers reaching the heavens, burning the heavens and destroying the earth, rushing like a law!"

Ye Shaoyang kept changing his handprints, waited until the last word of the mantra was pronounced, crossed his hands, stuck his two index fingers together, and pointed to the front.

With a loud bang, the Sky Burning Talisman erupted instantly with a blue flame, surrounding the soul core...

But Ye Shaoyang didn't see it in the next scene. He was also wrapped in vines. Because of chanting the spell, he missed the opportunity to set up a barrier, and his body was tightly wrapped by countless vines. Drill away.

Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to circulate the Gang Qi to avoid being penetrated by the vines, but he was tightly wrapped by the vines, unable to breathe, and the feeling of suffocation became more and more intense...

Ye Shaoyang couldn't move an inch of his whole body. The feeling of lack of oxygen made him feel hot all over his body, and he was in extreme pain. He didn't know how long he persisted, and all his senses became blurred.

No, I'm really going to die, right?

As this thought flashed by, Ye Shaoyang's consciousness gradually blurred...

The blue flame burned for a few minutes, then fell to the ground with a bang, and the vines scattered. The Blood Buddha, which was invincible before, now looks like a pile of burnt firewood, and blue flames are still dancing in some places. flames.

This kind of strong contrast made everyone almost unbelievable, and they all stared at the scene in front of them dumbfounded.

"Dead?" A soldier asked softly.

"I don't know, I'm probably dead." Taoist Zikun struggled to get up from the ground.

"Quick, Mr. Ye is still inside, get him out quickly!"

A soldier came to his senses and rushed up immediately, ignoring his fear, he picked up the burnt rattan with both hands, and finally picked out Ye Shaoyang from the "firewood pile", his body was covered in black ash, and he was motionless.

"It can't be..." The soldiers were stunned on the spot. Cao Yu and others ran all the way over, seeing Ye Shaoyang lying motionless on the ground, they were also frightened out of their wits.

Military doctor Ge Wenwen stepped forward, checked the heartbeat, and suddenly said in shock: "There is no heartbeat!"

Everyone was stunned on the spot. Since he went down to the tomb, Ye Shaoyang has overcome obstacles all the way. His methods and skills, especially the spirit of daring to go all out, have successfully conquered everyone. At least in this operation, he is the absolute backbone. Ye Shaoyang has such a charm that makes everyone think that he is immortal.

At this moment, this immortal person was lying motionless on the ground.

Everyone couldn't believe it.

"I'm not dead yet!" Ge Wenwen suddenly heard a voice speaking beside him, looked up, and suddenly fell to the ground in fright, looked at him, and then at the person lying in front of him, both of them were Ye Shaoyang.

"I'm a ghost. I'm dying, but I still have a breath. Hurry up and rescue me!" Ye Shaoyang cried out anxiously.

Once a person's body dies, the soul and the body will immediately separate. Even if the human ghost lingers on the body, it will not be able to return to the body under natural circumstances. Although Ye Shaoyang is a celestial master, he is also a mortal body after all, and this cannot be detached at all. However, Ye Shaoyang has the magic of leaving the body of the soul. He is only dying now, and he is not really dead. I am afraid that everyone will not be rescued in time. Separated from the body, urging everyone to save their physical bodies.

"Oh, good!" Ge Wenwen immediately gave Ye Shaoyang heart compressions, and Ye Shaoyang kept urging him.

Ge Wenwen wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was rescuing a person, but his soul urged him on the side. For an ordinary person like him, this feeling is a bit... hard to express.

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