man sanctified in death row vest

Chapter 151 Life and death are dying, ruthless sword! (2 in 1)

"ah--"

"ah--"

"ah--"

Huge shadows blot out the sky.

That was the "flesh wing" of the crowman.

Ruchen looked at the figure not far away in shock.

Countless arms stretched out from behind the crowman, forming huge black fleshy wings.Drops of black sticky liquid dripped down from the fleshy wings, and before it landed in the air, there was a crow cry, wriggling like mud, and turned into black ravens.

The setting sun dimmed instantly, and the crowman was like a huge black hole, absorbing the remaining light.

Behind the crow-keeper, as the fleshy wings stretched, an invisible black curtain spread out, blackening the sky.

The almost "static" world began to shake again.

"Who are you...?"

For him, Brother Zheng did not hesitate to exhaust his lifespan and used the thaumaturgy of krypton life!
"This old man is not someone you know! Remember, this old man is Zheng Baimei."

"No, it's me, infinite acceleration."

The monk was stunned for a while, his neck clicked, his head tilted, and he was puzzled by the sudden appearance of the old man.

Taking a closer look, it turns out that this bad old man, who is full of grit, looks a lot like Zheng Shan.

"Woooooo, such a man is rare in the world, I love you too much~"

"Is this also a way?"

To play the role of a crow, he must sing like a crow, imagine spreading his wings, behave like a crow, and even... eat a corpse.

Ruchen stood up quickly and looked back.

Zheng Xiu's avatar is turning into ashes little by little!

Never expected that a bad old man would come out.

Ruchen's face changed, and finally turned back to Ruchen himself.He fell to his knees and slammed his head hard on the ground.

"A kind of doorway that I've never seen before?"

In an instant, Ruchen's face changed rapidly, sometimes like a conscientious scholar, sometimes like a charming young woman, sometimes like an ignorant child, and sometimes like a murderous gangster without blinking an eye.

But the old man's voice didn't cover up the surrounding sounds, but the moment the old voice sounded, it seemed to take away the presence of other voices in Ruchen's ears.

He promised Zheng Xiu that the painting depends on the person.

"ah--"

The raven man's movements became slower and slower.

The [-]-meter-long fleshy wings, while rolling, crushed a piece of raven into black blood.

The throbbing in his chest grew quieter.

But this crazy talk is not so much talking to himself as it is arguing with himself.

The old man's complexion was ruddy, he made a sword finger with one hand, and put the other hand behind his back, slowly floating down in the air, his clothes fluttering, looking like a fairy in the dust.

"well said."

But when Zheng Xiu reached out his hand, he suddenly understood, as if something had poured into his consciousness.

"ah!"

Zheng Xiu said silently in his heart.

In other words, Zheng Xiu, who appeared in the form of a human soul at this moment, is his own human soul!

His strange thaumaturgy that brings "mortal death" needs to explode one eye every time he uses it. In order to use it as many times as possible, Yezhu did something to make the crowman's eyes into six.

It seems tangible, but if you look more carefully, the long sword is not real, sometimes illusory and sometimes real.

Reluctantly, Zheng Xiu swung his sword in the direction of the crowman from a distance, as if playing around.

The sharp wind tore holes in Ruchen's face.

When the old man uttered the word "monk", the tone and demeanor made Ruchen couldn't help adding two points.

There are golden flames flowing on the sword.

The crowman is getting closer and closer to Ruchen.

This was the first time that Zheng Xiu's avatar was killed in battle, and an indescribable strange feeling quietly emerged.

"Hey hey! If you want me to say, your own life is more important! We can't die together!"

Zheng Xiu just told Ruchen, the six eyes of the crowman suddenly burst into a frightening red light.

"ah--"

"At this moment, I only have the 'human soul'."

Dust closed his eyes.

It is impossible for anyone in the world to be lucky enough to witness his own human soul.

Zheng Xiu's brain recited a telegram, and he suddenly figured it out.

It's more like a scene ability, wrapping Jingtang Town with a "dark tent", turning it into night.

He is rapidly "stepping" to death!
but!
As death approached, Zheng Xiu's avatar was rapidly cracking, weathering, and disappearing.

Looking back, "Zheng Baimei" only had a head left, and his eyes were closed.

Zheng Baimei, whose body was weathered, disappeared without pain in his limbs, and only a head remained in the end.

Only the sound of the wind and the screams of ravens were left in my ears.

The moment the sword was swung, Wan Lai, who had been still, sounded again.

In an instant, the icy chill spread all over Zheng Xiu's body, making Zheng Xiu suddenly have the illusion of being soaked in ice water, his limbs were numb and cold, the rosiness on his face disappeared, and his eyes turned pale in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Xiu was taken aback suddenly.

Letting go of the imagination a little bit and opening up the pattern, Zheng Xiu's understanding of the "crow raiser" can actually echo the theory of doorway thaumaturgy one by one.

There was a cry from the mouth of the crow breeder, Ruchen's eardrum was shattered, and blood overflowed.

"Just as brother Zheng believes that the monk will not abandon his paintings. The monk also believes that brother Zheng will not abandon the monk."

"You don't understand, you don't understand, you don't understand."

Zheng Xiu, who floated out, was weightless.

The crowman's neighing.

"Brother, run away!"

He originally thought that Big Brother Zheng would make a comeback, with repeated defeats and repeated battles.

Only this fleeting "moment"!
Only for a moment!
Zheng Xiu felt light all over, and "floated" out.

Ruchen didn't believe that two strangers would look so similar, she understood in the blink of an eye, and she burst into tears.

His face was covered with scars, resembling a human face, with many traces of stitches. Two of his eyes grew in the position of a normal human face, and then a pair of upper and lower eyes grew, forming a "six eyes" posture.However, Zheng Xiu felt that those six eyes were stitched together by some kind of surgical operation, full of a sense of disobedience.

Zheng Xiu frowned slightly and thought for a second, then shook his head with a smile.

Daylight is devoured.

Looking at the ferocious posture of the crow-keeper and the dark tent in the dark.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

In just a few breaths, Zheng Xiu's arms and feet were weathered to varying degrees.

Ruchen stuck out his tongue and licked it, the fishy-sweet taste made him laugh happily: "Be quiet now!"

The monk opened his mouth and smiled freely, the word "Renchen" on his tongue dripped with drops of blood.

Before he condensed the golden sword, he didn't know what to do.

It is hard for Ruchen to imagine that the "something" that spreads its wings high in the sky and looks like a huge black bird is a person.

The severe pain made the noisy voice in his ears disappear.

moment,

No wonder the arvenist has six eyes.

The core of peeping into the door is the acting method.

He thought Zheng Xiu would make a comeback.

The new discovery made Zheng Xiu's movements stop.

"This is the golden quality born from the 'Li Rulebook' of 'Heaven and Earth Returning to One Sword Intent'."

The flesh and blood of the arvenist squirmed into a raven.

"What kind of..."

Ruchen was still sitting, and continued:

This is wind.

At this moment, one of the six eyes on the crowman's face exploded, leaving only five pupils.

The dark tent that had a big hole pierced by him closed in the blink of an eye, and the scene of night once again turned into a scene in front of him.

"The arvenist, so it turns out that he is really a thaumaturgy?"

Boom!
The ground cracked.

The crowman brought the boundless night!

He turned into a crow!

Countless ravens pressed towards Ruchen like a black cloud.

When the raven man flapped his fleshy wings, the wind was getting slower and slower.

Ruchen's breathing became slower and slower.

He almost blurted out that he was cheating.

The complicated look like a fan diagram can only be distinguished so clearly by Zheng Xiu at the moment when everything is still.

In the case of infinite mental acceleration, this meal will not have any impact.

The crowman spread his wings in the night sky.

Ruchen's expression was also fixed, extremely complicated.With three points of consternation, three points of regret, three points of anxiety, and one point of hidden deep suspicion.

In this instant, in this instant,
"Zheng Baimei" is in a state of dying, dying.

But with human imagination, most of the roles that can be played are all kinds of roles in the city and the folk.

Abandoning the human body has become an ominous gesture!
No matter in terms of posture or heart, the crow-keeper has become a "crow" through and through!
The crow has been regarded as an ominous bird since ancient times. Because of its scavenging characteristics, it was also known as the "bird of death" in ancient times.

call out!
A beam of golden light shot out from behind Ruchen, piercing the sky like an indestructible sword.

All over the sky, ravens circled around the crowman.

The implication is that wherever the crows come, there will be dead.

As if feeling the infinite sword intent emanating from the old man in front of him, the red cloth on the crowman's face peeled off, revealing six bloody eyes.

An old voice suddenly sounded behind Ruchen.

Darkness is coming!

Every time Ruchen's face changed, he said a sentence in a different tone.

The crowman spread his wings, and the rubble was thrown high into the sky, forming a cloud of dust and ash.

Proudly independent, like a fairy.

Zheng Xiu said calmly, without looking at Ruchen again, he tiptoed and floated up to the sky.

When he stretched out his hand, he realized that this hand was not the wrinkled palm of "Zheng Baimei", but Zheng Xiu's palm.

"Four horses can't do it, can eight horses do it? Everything in the world has a price!"

The pores of Ruchen's body gradually overflowed with black mist.

This is the "restriction" of the arvenist!
Zheng Xiu raised his white eyebrows. No wonder the crowkeeper turned his surroundings into darkness when he took on such a terrifying posture.

"Time stopped?"

What's happening here?
The new discovery made waves in Zheng Xiu's calm state of mind like a lake.

"Senior is going to die!"

Rules, mediums, constraints.

laugh!
The black cloud made up of ravens was instantly pierced by Jian Guang with a big hole.

"Ruthless Absolute Sword."

Nine points are similar!

"What do you know! This is a promise made by a man to another man, it weighs as much as a thousand mountains!"

Everything is silent, the sky and the earth are still.

Blood flowed profusely from the top of the forehead, blurred the eyes, slid down the nose, and flowed into the corners of the mouth.

His eyes, ears, mouth, nose, sight, touch, smell and hearing, all the movements he could feel and perceive, came to an abrupt end.

Can come... who is it?
"Monk, stand back."

The sword twisted, ripples appeared on the surface, and the corner of Ruchen's mouth twitched.

Just like the old version of the macho!
"Brother Zheng? You...have exhausted your lifespan?"

I saw a silver-haired old man wearing a spotless white dress, and his silver hair was neatly tied up.

Ruchen's forehead was cut open and blood was dripping.

It was only then that Zheng Xiu noticed that there was a conspicuous hole in the chest of the human soul, as if it had been dug out.

until,

"so,"

But it's not a ghost.

"Is the weak point the sunlight?"

Ruchen pulled the picture scroll behind her tightly with her hands, her face showing shock.

Immediately afterwards, the eye on the right forehead suddenly burst, and red blood burst out.

"Brother Zheng gave the painting to the little monk after I told him the letter."

【die】!
Although Zheng Xiu intentionally faced the crowman's eyes, but at the moment of "falling into the trick", Zheng Xiu still felt surprised and uncomfortable by the weird feeling.

Flesh wings wrapped in a knife-like wind rushed down.

The sound of countless ravens flapping their wings.

"Stupid monk! How dare you risk your life for a worthless painting scroll!"

"what happened?"

But at this moment, he is suspended in mid-air like this, suspended between the sky and the earth.

A kind of existence similar to "ghosts" has formed around.

He could no longer hear the voice of the demon.

The Ravenkeeper The Ravenkeeper, he plays... a raven!
A bird creature!
In other words, from the very beginning, the path that the crow-keeper followed was not the path that ordinary people could follow!

"Puff puff!"

"roll roll roll!"

The shadows of the six realms loomed behind Ruchen, but they didn't take shape, and they couldn't distinguish people.

"Leave this broken painting behind and you won't die!"

A piece of his soul was missing.

A voice like dust.

He looked down at his palm, his palm was like a weathered rock, it first became dry and pale, and then quickly peeled off bit by bit along the palm lines and turned into fly ash.

Zheng Xiu, who was in this state, felt something in his heart, waved lightly, and the space at hand collapsed and compressed, condensing into a delicate golden sword.

"That can't be done! A gentleman's words are hard to follow!"

He didn't deliberately use the ability of fugue, let alone use any cleverness.

One second he was "alive" and the next second he would be "dead".

The red twilight that hadn't had time to go down the mountain was cast from the big hole, and a beam of blood-red twilight sunlight dispelled the night!
Ruchen opened his mouth wide.

"Monk, turn around and close your eyes!"

If it weren't for the "life and death" posture that he deliberately fell into in order to activate the "Heaven and Earth Crossing Gang Returning to One Sword Intent" this time, Zheng Xiu would not have had the opportunity to see himself in this dying posture.

Only boundless black shadows remained in the sky above Jingtang Town.

At this moment, the crowman had no arms, only the head wrapped in red cloth, the fleshy wings on the back, and a pair of feet.

If the painting is no longer there, there is no need for others.

At this moment, Zheng Baimei was walking towards death quickly.

"Only pure 'spirit' remains."

That beam of dim light reflected on the crowman's body, and it was scalding like a fire, and the crowman's body emitted foul-smelling black smoke.

The crowman's wings shook a little.

When the sound sounded, Ruchen suddenly had the illusion that the sound of the wind would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Fair and delicate, rich hands.

woohoo!

During the brief confrontation, Zheng Xiu figured out the reason for the existence of crow-keepers.

"This is what Chu Susu said, bringing complete death to a person at the cost of permanent blindness."

"Others' lives are not as important as your own!"

Ruchen clasped his hands together, sat on the ground, smiled and looked at the ravens all over the sky.

It now looks like a raven magnified countless times.

"The painting is in the person."

"Brother Zheng asked me if I could trust the little monk."

Zheng Xiu, who returned to the body of the dying incarnation, opened his eyes at the last moment, and happened to see thousands of illusory sword lights piercing the sky, tearing open the dark curtain, and passing through the crowman's body.

In just a moment, the crowkeeper's body was completely chopped into pieces by thousands of sword lights.

Until this time, only a glimmer of sunset light sank into the mountains at the moment when the crowman's body died.

Night falls.

(End of this chapter)