When facing an unknown opponent, always keep a trump card!
Xu Ping forgot who said it, but he always remembered it.
His biggest trump card is his abundant infuriating energy and the hidden paper figures.
There are no spells to cast, so you can only fight hand-to-hand. At this time, it is a good opportunity to get close to the opponent.
Grabbing the tongue that wanted to retract, Xu Ping pretended to lose strength, his eyes were dull, and he was carried flying into the air, straight towards the poisonous poison's bloody mouth.
Seeing such a scene, Dong Dafang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
I just saw Xu Ping wrestling with the toad poison, but his soul didn't feel any strange at all. I thought I had failed in front of him again.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, he relaxed his guard a little, and suddenly realized that a sinister wind was raging behind him.
Before he could turn around, he was hugged tightly by something and couldn't move.
"whee!"
Weird laughter rang out, and Dong Dafang took a closer look. The people hugging him turned out to be two paper figures with blushed faces and weird smiles.
His expression suddenly changed, and he tried all his strength, but he couldn't break free.
Being able to imprison a walking corpse is so powerful, and Dong Dafang cannot easily get rid of it.
Just when Dong Dafang was wrestling with the paper man, Xu Ping's dull eyes suddenly became clear. The moment his consciousness came back to life, he released the flesh tongue in his left hand.
His body flew high over the poisonous toad, and landed in front of Dong Da Fang. The copper coin sword in his hand stabbed the opponent's chest, and he quickly retreated.
Only the gleaming golden sword hilt was left exposed above the chest.
"ah!"
Dong Dafang screamed.
Under the pain, a cloud of black energy surged toward the upper door. His already dark skin turned as black as thick ink, and his facial features became ferocious and distorted.
The moment the black steam appeared, Dong Dafang roared violently, and his copper coin sword was knocked out of his body.
The sound of "click" kept coming, and the paper figure that surrounded it was also knocked away before it could launch a suicide attack. It was like a broken doll, with tiny cracks exposed one after another on its body.
This black energy rushed out of the body, and Xu Ping also staggered. He saw Dong Dafang jump up, break a big hole in the roof, and jump away into the night.
Xu Ping was about to catch up, but he didn't wait for him to stand firm.
Toad Poison jumped up high and hit Xu Ping hard on his left waist, sending him flying out. After breaking through the crumbling wall, he rolled to the edge of the pond outside.
The two paper figures, who were like tattered rag dolls, naturally couldn't feel pain. Seeing that their master was under attack, they threw themselves into the battlefield again, pounced on the poisonous toads on the field, and pinned them tightly under their bodies.
"boom!"
The bright yellow flame exploded away, and the toad's poisonous poison was roasted by the flames, and the poisonous juice exploded all over its body. When it splashed to the ground, it corroded the ground into pits.
The poisonous toad, whose whole body was bathed in fire, had lost all means, and crashed into the house in a panic. The dilapidated house collapsed in an instant, and it was crushed under the ruins.
The flame continues to burn.
Under the night, the wilderness mountains and forests were ablaze with flames. The poisonous poison gradually stopped moving among the flaming ruins, and Dong Dafang had long since disappeared.
Xu Ping held the copper coin sword and stared blankly at the blazing fire burning on the ruins. He couldn't help but wonder, and he didn't know where Dong Dafang learned this weird Gu skill.
From this, we can imagine that in Uncle Jiu's world, Renjia Town is not the only place that is small. There is a wider and more dangerous world outside.
As he thought about this, Xu Ping couldn't help but feel stunned and happy.
In his field of vision, smoke curled up, and the Yin Yang illustration reappeared:
Kill evil spirits: soul-eating poisonous poison.
Reward: The art of witchcraft.
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According to legend, the art of witchcraft originated in southern Xinjiang. It is a secret method passed down by Chi You's Jiuli tribe. The details cannot be studied.
However, because of its treacherous, changeable and sinister techniques, it has always been rejected by righteous people and is called evil magic.
The art of witchcraft and voodoo is not just about playing with bugs, but also includes curses, aversion to victory, poisonous voodoos, etc.
A powerful wizard can even curse the enemies under their hair and nails from thousands of miles away, killing them invisible.
After quickly understanding the art of witchcraft, Xu Ping didn't think so.
Magic is magic, a great man once said...
Kitchen knives, machetes, butcher's knives... daggers, long swords, big swords... it all depends on how the person uses them.
He does not agree with the so-called, holding a sharp knife in his hand and having a murderous intention.
Without this kind of psychological burden, Xu Ping was so happy that he didn't miss Shu. At this moment, a weak voice came from beside him.
"Shopkeeper Xu, fortunately you are here."
Xu Ping woke up and turned to look at Qiu Sheng, who was walking from the woods. Seeing that his steps were sloppy and his lips were white, he asked without answering: "Qiu Sheng, where is the female ghost?"
The words just fell.
Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes, and a beautiful shadow floated out from above his head. When he stood next to him, it was Dong Xiaoyu who looked pitiful to me.
"Qiusheng, the situation was critical just now, so I got on top of you to help you force the poison out..."
"Xiaoyu, thank you for saving me just now." Qiu Sheng said with a sneer, not daring to look at her.
"It was my brother who acted recklessly and implicated others in the matter of revenge. You are innocent." Dong Xiaoyu defended her lover.
Dong Dafang was injured and ran away. It would be best to leave here directly. In her opinion, this is the best ending.
Dong Xiaoyu'e frowned slightly, looking at the blazing fire in front of her, her heart was full of sorrow. She never expected that things would develop to this point.
"That Dong Dafang just now is really your brother?" Xu Ping was confused, just because he felt that the brother-sister relationship between them was really a little sick.
"Brother... wasn't like this before. He was very cheerful and kind." Dong Xiaoyu was still speaking for her brother.
It's really unimaginable how much hatred can change a person.
Seeing her depressed expression, Qiu Sheng remembered what he had just heard and his sympathy overflowed: "I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, I didn't meet you earlier, otherwise..."
He was only halfway through speaking when he couldn't continue.
Twenty years ago, the pretty woman in front of me was already tall and graceful, but I was still an infant. Even if I had met her earlier, I would probably have only made a "beep" request for milk.
There was silence for a moment, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Dong Xiaoyu was the first to break the deadlock: "Qiusheng, don't you dislike me?"
This was a matter between the two of them, and Xu Ping was not in the mood to listen, so he walked aside wisely and continued to familiarize himself with the extra witchcraft and tricks in his mind.
Listening to gossip is not as good as upgrading and learning skills...
Seeing Xu Ping walking away, Qiu Sheng looked embarrassed for a while, but in the end he stuck to his inner thoughts: "I don't dislike it, but I don't dislike it, it's just..."
Just can't be together anymore, this is a true reflection of Qiu Sheng's heart, but somehow, when the words come to his mouth, he stops himself.
It's not that the undead knight is not fragrant, it's mainly because he can't stand the yang energy. He can die under peonies and be a ghost. This is just a joke.
No matter what, life still matters.
Dong Xiaoyu was like a girl who fell in love for the first time, who couldn't care less. She gently caressed Qiu Sheng's cheek with her bare hands, her face full of tenderness.
Qiu Sheng shivered at the cold touch, and finally decided to tell everything: "Xiaoyu, I am very happy when I am with you, but you don't know that my master..."
"Where did this lonely ghost dare to seduce my disciple..."