Ma Xiaoquan looked at the tall bandit angrily and thought to himself: "Bei Mingshuang, how long do you have to wait for me... Are you ready?"
Bei Mingshuang has not appeared on the battlefield since she disappeared before. In other words, she has been preparing outside the range of the torch light. In any case, Bei Mingshuang did not appear.
Ma Xiaoquan knew that Bei Mingshuang was "holding back his big move." This big move was what Bei Mingshuang told him the last time they slept in the same room.
Bei Mingshuang didn't say what it was specifically, but according to Bei Mingshuang, it should be very powerful.
No one knows how powerful it is, and Ma Xiaoquan has never seen it. In such a critical moment, Bei Mingshuang has not shown up yet. Ma Xiaoquan has every reason to believe that once Bei Mingshuang uses this big move,
, the situation on the battlefield will definitely be reversed.
...
The tall gangster looked at everything around him. In addition to the fierce fighting in the direction of the carriage, there were gangsters and wolves constantly fighting around him. However... due to the large number of gangsters and each holding a weapon,
Their faction is gaining more and more advantages.
The tall bandit was secretly happy in his heart. If things continued like this, in less than two sticks of incense, the situation would be completely under his control. Hehe, when the time comes, he would have to suppress the woman in white first.
Ravaged on the spot...
Just when the tall bandit was feeling proud, a young man suddenly shouted and pointed not far away.
"Huh?" The tall bandit looked in the direction of his younger brother's finger, and saw a person who looked like a human but not like a human, slowly walking towards him.
"Light the torch for me..." the tall bandit shouted loudly.
The gangsters responsible for lighting the torch raised another newly lit torch, and the brightness suddenly doubled.
The tall bandit rubbed his eyes and looked at the person walking towards him.
"Holy shit, what is that?" The tall gangster couldn't believe what he saw. He rubbed his eyes again and muttered.
Yes, the one walking towards the tall bandit was Bei Mingshuang, who had already "prepared his ultimate move".
Bei Mingshuang's head was erected, and its length was more than three times her human height. Looking from a distance, she looked like a night demon, extremely terrifying.
"Damn it, shoot me an arrow and shoot that woman to death. Damn it, just pretend to be a ghost... What are the backgrounds of this group of people?" the tall bandit ordered.
After giving the order, the gangsters stretched their bows and nocked arrows, and shot arrows at Bei Mingshuang. Unfortunately, before they even got close, they were all blocked by her head.
"What? Her head? Can it move on its own?" The tall gangster was startled. In his impression, there was no one who could resist arrows with his head, except for the one in the story about the Night Stalker that his grandmother told him when he was a child.
Apart from the purple-robed night devil, there is no one else.
And the purple-clothed night devil that grandma talked about was just made up to scare him, so what? Why now, there is such a person who looks so much like the purple-clothed night devil that grandma told about.
It's a coincidence that Bei Mingshuang was wearing purple today. Under the light of the torch, it looked like the dark color that blood has turned after fermentation. It was scary, but gorgeous.
"Set rockets, shoot rockets!"
"Swish, swish, swish", rockets continued to shoot towards Bei Mingshuang, but the result was the same as the arrows just now, they were blocked one by one by her long arrows that were erected all over the sky. What surprised the tall bandit was that the arrows were obviously dipped in fire.
The oily arrow head cannot hit the opponent's head?
"How is that possible?" The tall gangster kept shaking his head, with a look of disbelief on his face, "It's obvious that your head can be burned, it's obviously possible..."
At this moment, Ma Xiaoquan, who was fighting with the gangsters on the other side, shouted: "Kill me, kill me... Bei Mingshuang, what are you waiting for, kill me..."
Bei Mingshuang glanced in the direction of Ma Xiaoquan. Although she couldn't see how he was doing, she knew that Ma Xiaoquan, her man, would be fine.
The corners of Bei Mingshuang's mouth raised slightly, and a chilling aura spread from her body. She suddenly gritted her teeth, and then screamed: "Go!" Then, the roots that were originally vertical grew longer, like a death squad who had received an order.
Like a vanguard soldier, he flew in the direction of the bandit regardless of risk.
The tall gangster was also on guard. He ordered his close gangsters to put up shields to resist Bei Mingshuang's head, but... the long root bypassed the shield accurately, and then instantly cut the outermost part of the shield.
The necks of a dozen elite gangsters in the circle were wrapped around each other.
"Uh? Ah? What's going on, my, my... uh~~~" Someone was shouting. It seemed that the words were not finished, and the voice seemed to be stuck in something, and then there was no sound.
gas.
When the people who were close to the elite gangsters in the outer circle saw this, they all became frightened, because under the light of the torch, they saw what caused the death of their associates in the outer circle. That was, that was...
.head.
Heads one by one.
The heads were like sharp thorns, piercing into the bodies of the gangsters. Then, for some unknown reason, the gangsters let out miserable screams, but soon, the screams slowly weakened, and the gangsters' faces originally looked full.
, gradually began to shrink, as if something had sucked the blood away, terrifying and embarrassing.
"Ghost...ghost..." I don't know who shouted this, and among the elite gangsters, some timid ones finally started to scream.
The tall gangster was quite calm. He kept giving instructions: "Calm down, calm down, put the torch up, burn off those heads, burn off those heads..."
The elite gangsters followed his orders and quickly moved the lit torches in front of their heads in an attempt to burn off the heads. However, except for a slight burnt smell, the heads were not burned off.
"Change the knife to chop, change the knife to chop!"
The elite gangsters picked up their sharp knives again and chopped them on the head.
"No... no..." After a sound like metal scratching, none of the heads was chopped off.
The tall bandit was stunned, frowned, and his hands began to tremble involuntarily. Yes, he had the idea of escape.
Just when he had the idea of escape, the group of crows that had flown above his head circled again. This time, the crows were like warriors who were not afraid of death, flapping their wings and using their beaks.
With its claws, it pecked and clawed at all the gangsters on the scene.
The crows seemed to be able to tell who was the gangster and who was from the Ma family. In just a moment, many gangsters crouched down to avoid them because they couldn't stand the crows' pecks.
This squat had a great impact on the gangsters' combat effectiveness. Ma Xiaoquan and others, who had been entangled for a long time and were unable to escape, finally had a chance to breathe at this moment.
Ma Xiaoquan gritted his teeth and wiped the blood from his scimitar on his sleeve. He spat and rushed towards the direction of the tall bandit without taking a rest.