Otherworldly Merchant

I had already looked at it when I was dreaming earlier, and this nigger, though energetic, is not very good at yin and yang.

In his rage, he developed this strange jujitsu and weird knife technique, which must have been his killer.

If you could spare me even three or four seconds to temporarily put me in a three-talent formation, I can assure you that I will definitely kill him in three moves!

Even if I'm stunned by the separation.

Too bad this guy didn't give me a chance!

Those three daggers were flying like wind, like I had magnets on me, dancing all the time around what was important to me.

This guy seems to be completely unaffected by his legs. The faster he dances, the crazier he gets. Any knife he can't hide from will kill me soon!

Boom, boom, boom!

At this point, a dense burst of gunfire suddenly appeared in the direction of the exit.

Huh?

I was trying to avoid the brutal attack, and I was thinking about the response, and when I heard the gunshot, I couldn't help but get distracted.

At this point, the guy suddenly flew two daggers together and came out together.

I twisted in panic.

The knife is shining through my chin!

The fake beard was cut in half by a brush, and the other dagger flew from behind his ear, killing him instantly even half a second at night! Scared my heart beat.

Boo!

Before I slowed down, this guy stepped on the stone wall and flew out, turning the flying dagger back! And at the same time, he turned his wrist, and there were two more daggers.

Five daggers!

He's like a juggler, he doesn't touch me at all, he jumps between two walls with a strange juggling technique, he keeps turning five daggers and attacking me!

A dagger swept around like a blue ribbon.

This is killing me!

After three or two moves, I can't hold on.

Psst!

All of a sudden, several blue shadows simultaneously locked me out of the way, successively bypassing the defense of the Ghost Slasher's double-knife and coming at me with a thorn!

In a hurry, I made a mistake on both arms, threw both the Ghost Chopper knives out, shrunk my neck and rolled away.

Even though it was dangerous and dangerous to avoid this trick, at this time my weapon was lost and I was lying in that bloodbath and rolling.

At first sight, the nigger screamed excitedly, waving a dagger and chased him up.

I glanced through the corner of my eyes, and right under such a fierce battle, the guy still didn't forget about cleanliness, he didn't even want to step on it, even avoiding the blood stain.

There it is!

I suddenly moved, scrolling and grabbing the bloody broken hands and legs still thrown, and deliberately spilled a piece of plasma.

Sure enough, the guy stunned a little, seemed very uncomfortable fighting in such a dirty place, and couldn't bear to get his shoes dirty.

If you don't do it, I'll do it!

While he was stunned for a moment, I had pulled some distance and pulled out both spells at the same time!

When he saw me raise his hand, he thought it was something like a bomb, just like talent, and he jumped away.

But the two spells fell on the ground, and nothing happened.

His eyes glared at him, probably feeling like I was mocking him, and then he was angry, and whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I smiled at him, removed the half-encapsulation sticking to his face, and stood up without panic.

When he saw my face so calm, he was shocked and finally realized something was wrong!

Too bad it's too late!

His legs were tied with two long shadows, holding him as tight as gum, and he was still pulling.

Those two spells I just threw out, they weren't bursts at all —— at this guy's speed, they didn't hurt him at all.

Those are two ghost shadows!

When I first fought with the Guardian, I could have consumed all the pain of the spell, but I finally surrendered to him. After he became the guardian of my Ten Yin, I thought it was a very good technique of restraint.

So, with reference to the transcript in the Scriptures, a new kind of spell has evolved.

Temporarily named Ghost Shadow.

Unlike the Haunted Shadow of the Guardian, my spell does not have any power per se, but uses it to provoke hatred among the nearby spirits.

When it comes to ghosts, the overwhelming majority of people first think of words that are necessarily horrible or shady. In fact, ghosts also have cute or stupid sides, such as things that hate activity, and, like frogs, are sensitive to things that are constantly moving.

The ghost charm was made using this characteristic of the ghost, and after throwing the charm curse, I stayed motionless for a moment.

But this guy jumped and jumped and immediately attracted the attention of the ghosts around him!

Although this spell works well, raising ghosts in it is not an easy thing, at least I can't do it yet.

So, only temporarily and locally, the ghosts that haunt him are the terrorists that I just blew up —— unfortunately, under the spell, they don't remember who the real enemy is, they just know who moves who hates, they must haunt him, they can't let him run away.

Pfft!

After all, a nigger with a double knife is not a master of yin and yang. After a futile struggle, he was still dragged down by the ghosts.

The black line wrapped around his feet became thicker and shorter, and he was dragged from the bloodbath by the hardliners, looking further and further away.

Boo!

After the guy fell, he was very unwilling to raise his hand and throw out a dagger, trying to kill me.

As soon as I turned around and avoided, I lifted my foot and kicked him back into the dagger next to me.

Boom, right on top of your head!

The guy twitched a few times and then stopped moving. His last move was not to pray to me with hateful hopes, let alone to pray, but to try to reach out and wipe away the shoes that were stained with blood.

Boom, boom, boom!

Gunshots in the direction of the exit are becoming more intense, accompanied by chaotic shouts.

It seems that this must have been done by Kosheng Cold and Zhang Tianbeizi.

I told him that someone had come and then heard the explosion, knowing naturally that I must have met a strong enemy again.

The purpose of their hypocritical attack on the church was also obvious: to cover me with gunfire, so that those in the lobby thought it was a major attack by government forces, and so that the rebels at the door could not afford to worry about anything else.

But at the moment, I'm in a bad situation!

At the door of the church, a large group of marvellous terrorist elites gathered, although they may not be able to rush out, but the terrain here is small and easy to defend, even if me and Kosheng Cold are on their way, it is difficult to rush out, at least not for a short time.

Behind us, in the square lobby, there is another group of demonic masters.

Either one of them found me first, it was hard for me to escape.

I snuck in by means of a stealth charm, but I didn't expect the counterphagocytic power of dreaming to be so weird, the charm affixed to me would break on the spot.

Which means I'm stuck in the church!