I was mentally prepared, but I was still frightened, and I couldn't help but clenched the peach wood sword in my hand.

It was not an illusion just now, Zhang Fakui's body was really moving, like a puddle of mud on the stone tablet, sliding down bit by bit.

Fortunately, the red coffin was very quiet and the ancient monument did not move.

After almost four or five minutes of squirming, He Fakui's body finally fell to the ground.

As soon as it landed on the ground, the corpse's hands were raised up, its twisted face was facing me, and its charred legs were stuck on the ground. Because of the excessive force, all the half-cooked flesh and skin were scraped off, leaving only bone stubble on the ground.

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"Come on! Come over here!"

Under the control of fear, I roared with all my strength, gasped for air, and waved the mahogany sword in my hand randomly.

As a result, if I didn't call out, He Fakui would just stare at me. When I called out, he actually crawled towards me.

At first, he seemed not used to being on all fours. His limbs were stiff and his movements were very uncoordinated. But after crawling a few steps, his speed suddenly increased. Like an eight-legged spider, he rushed towards me in a swish.

before.

Anger can make people crazy, and fear can also make people crazy. As soon as He Fakui's corpse rushed over, I stabbed it with my sword, hitting the corpse's chest, as if it had been stabbed on an iron plate.

When I was pulling the stone tablet during the day, the skin on my palms was worn away. With this collision, the hilt of the sword slipped back in my hand, and my palm suddenly felt like a needle pricking me. I didn't hold it tightly, and the hilt of the sword hit my chest directly.

I couldn't breathe right on the spot.

He Fakui's body was completely unscathed. He moved his limbs and circled around me, as if he was going to pounce on me again.

I was so painful that cold sweat broke out on my forehead. I picked up the mahogany sword with my right hand and hammered my heart with my left hand, trying to beat out the breath I was holding in.

As a result, his ribs were almost broken by the hammer, and he still couldn't breathe out. At this time, He Fakui jumped up and hugged me with his arms and legs spread wide.

Liu Laodao would practice sword practice every day, and when I was bored, I would follow along with him.

It's just that it moves slowly and looks useless, so I gave it a name - Old Man Le.

But after a year, the muscles have memory.

When He Fakui rushed over, under the control of my subconscious, my hand followed the muscle memory and stabbed out with the sword.

I thrust out this sword in severe pain and lack of oxygen. It was neither fast nor powerful.

But just when my movements were completely relaxed, the breath I was holding in my heart suddenly sank to my Dantian, and was released from the peach wood sword through my veins.

boom!

With a loud noise, He Fakui's body flew out and hit the ground heavily, with black smoke rising from his body.

Dao Qi?

I can't believe it.

After struggling for a month and still not reaching the threshold, this breath just came out?

The breath I was holding was released, and my breathing became smoother. He Fakui's body rolled over again, and he was very afraid of me and didn't dare to pounce on me.

My confidence greatly increased, I gestured with the mahogany sword, and shouted to He Fakui: "Come on, come here!" After shouting, I started to hold my breath, planning to repeat the same trick.

Just now, He Fakui pounced when I provoked him, but now that I was baring my teeth and claws, he didn't dare to come. After a stalemate for more than ten seconds, a low buzzing sound suddenly came from outside Yizhuang. If you listened carefully, it sounded like someone was chanting.

Recite the mantra.

Hearing the buzzing sound, He Fakui's pale eyes suddenly turned red, he made a hehe sound in his mouth, and rushed towards me again.

I thought it was right, if he hadn't come here, I would have been hurt internally.

Seeing He Fakui rushing towards me, I advanced instead of retreating. I still used Lao Tou Le's sword technique to thrust out the mahogany sword. As soon as the sword thrust out, my breath sank.

I was secretly happy and began to imagine in my mind the scene of He Fakui being shot away.

"puff!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in my crotch, and my expression suddenly changed. I never expected that I would actually fart from holding it in.

When I realized that the situation was not good, my eyes darkened, and He Fakui had already rushed in front of me.


Chapter completed!