lethal arsenal

Chapter 44 Good Day, Good Afternoon, Good Evening!
When a pair of iron fingers grabbed it, Lin Dong slashed out suddenly.

The wind was stirring the mist, and the mist on the long street was rushing towards the glutinous rice ball shop at this moment, and the knife cut on the iron finger unexpectedly scratched a spark.

"Bone?"

Lin Dong's pupils suddenly shrank.

The huge force almost folded the pair of iron fingers in half.

Compared to Lin Dong's surprise as he passed by in a flash.

Tangyuan Li showed a look of surprise on his face.

He touched the ground with his toes and rubbed it, pulling away a distance of several zhang, and opened his cuffs, revealing the dense circle of slightly yellow haloed talisman papers wrapped around his thin arms, four or five of which lost their brilliance at the same time.

The power of a sword is so powerful!
Liu Qianlin's defeat was unjust.

This thought flashed through Tangyuan Li, but he couldn't lift his two cast-iron fingers, so he tore off the invalid talismans with a flick of his left hand.

"What an amazing ability."

Lin Dong grinned.

Foreign guns, cannons, talismans, zombies, and extraordinary martial arts of various schools, this era really makes people like him look forward to it.

Of course, the premise is to set aside those ordinary people who are in dire straits and whose lives are like grass.

Only when we truly live in this world can we understand the despair engraved in our bones, the kind of people who have nothing at the bottom, and only then can we feel the cruelty and cruelty of the world, as well as feel some empathy for the rebellion of the Taiping Army.

The sky does not allow people to live, the imperial court does not allow people to live, and the morals of the world do not allow people to live.

I worshiped a foreign Bodhisattva to rebel, what happened?
When there is no way in the world, always find a way.

"Amazing? There are even more amazing things."

Tangyuan Li let out a low growl, but he looked a bit like a beast that had been driven to a dead end.

The fog was flowing on the long street, Lin Dong squinted his eyes, as if in an instant, the street became lively.

But there was obviously no one around - not even a single living person.

There seemed to be countless ghost figures walking around in the mist.

It's like a bustling ghost market that has sprung up in an instant. There are many figures walking around. I can't see the faces clearly, but I can only see the backs of one after another.

There are countrymen who are barefoot and can't wear shoes, there are shopkeepers who carry burdens, and the shopkeepers yell once or twice, there are buskers juggling and walking on stilts, there are scholars playing wantonly, and there are worried businessmen wearing headscarves asking for divination.

"Qimen Dunjia?"

Lin Dong gritted his teeth, his body full of viciousness, the hostility was like boiling soup.

Obviously, there should be all kinds of noisy and noisy sounds around, but it turned into the buzzing of mosquitoes flapping their wings when it really reached my ears.

What's even more exaggerated is that when Lin Dong tried to catch a person to look at his face—that person turned his head, what Lin Dong saw was a face that was painted white and had no facial features.

The hair is creepy.

He swept across with his broadsword, and the pedestrians he cut were scattered like a puff of green smoke, and the whole scene was very strange.

It's like a hallucination.

But it seems that it is not that simple.

Ha ha.

Lin Dong gritted his teeth and thought, "I don't care what kind of evil magic you have."

With a straight arrow, he swung the Ghost Head Saber and slashed at the old man again.

Her head full of silver threads fluttered in the wind.

Tangyuan Li Gao shouted: "In the underworld, you can't kill me."

What responded to him was Lin Dong's ferocious long laugh.

The big knife cut across, and old man Li's head covered with silver threads flew up into the sky, but there was no trace of blood.

"Well, do you believe it now?"

On the long street, a shopkeeper in a blue shirt turned his head.

Tangyuan Li suddenly appeared on that white face, a face that made Lin Dong disgusted.

"It's just ridiculous."

Lin Dong gently slashed across the ghost's head with his finger, took a dab of blood from his fingertip, and smeared it on the ghost's head on the handle of the knife.

"If you were really powerful, you would have gone to the general's mansion to take the head of the British king Chen Yucheng long ago, and your White Lotus Sect would have conquered the Qing Dynasty long ago."

"Why, decades of development can't compare with any king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom? However, they are just some incompetent people."

The blade tightened.

"Look, I have broken your delusion!"

There was an astonishing blood-red light on the ghost knife.

The peddler "Old Man Li"'s face changed drastically in an instant, he didn't expect this person to be so quick, seeing through the truth at a glance.

It happened to be at this time.

shhhhhh!
The sound of the wind breaking through the air came.

"It's not an illusion!"

Lin Dong's heart suddenly tightened. Illusion techniques would give people a feeling of being erratic and unreal, but these few wind noises are so real.

Three or four iron chains protruded from the mist.

Straight towards Lin Dong.

The ghost head knife turned around.

bang bang bang.

The iron chain was hit by a violent force, and it bounced off directly.

Before the last iron chain reached Lin Dong's neck, he suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed it.

[Monster strength! 】

The ink was written in the bone, and a ferocious tattoo appeared on his chest. A phantom of a bull and a tiger rushed out from behind Lin Dong. Under Lin Dong's vigorous dragging, the thing behind the iron chain, whether it was a person or an object, flew straight towards him.

Lin Dong dragged his knife for a run-up, and the iron chain twitched quickly. Amidst the ear-piercing scraping sound, he dragged a dark-colored sedan chair out of the mist.

The people carrying the sedan chair were four ghost girls in bright red wedding dresses. The atmosphere was extremely weird and evil.

It was as if the sedan chair was dragged from the underworld to the underworld by Lin Dong with all his strength.

"Protect adults!"

Tangyuan Li let out a long roar, his already old face was even more gray at this moment.

With the tactic in his hand, the ghosts in the mist, which were shadowy and shoulder to shoulder, seemed to be solid at this moment, pure and empty, with a face like a white face, condensing a human voice and showing an angry look.

but……

It's too late.

Lin Dong jumped on his body, raised his sword, and crashed straight into the sedan chair.

The four ghost brides who carried the sedan chair had a clear blood-red cut line under their necks.

This is not the blood of the ghost bride, but the trace left by the ghost head.

What is this knife called?
Kill the devil!

Not only does it kill prisoners on death row, but it also has a special feature, that is, it specializes in killing ghosts.

Executioner, the top class in the lower nine streams can destroy evil and eliminate filth, and can suppress all evil spirits.

If it were other warriors who were full of vigor and blood, the Ghost Bride might still be able to entangle her for a while.

But facing Lin Dong who was wielding the ghost head slasher, the fight was like a blink of an eye.

Tangyuan Li was almost desperate.

And the tip of Lin Dong's three-inch knife was completely stuck between the necks of Mei Jiao Niang in the sedan chair.

"Good day, good afternoon, good evening, Cui Yingying, we meet again."

Lin Dong gave a playful smile, revealing his thick white teeth, his expression was insolent, and evil spirit was overflowing on his face.

The knife rests on the neck.

The whole frail body was still pressed by the lean body.

Cui Yingying's face was flushed red, but there was no fear in her eyes, and there was even a hint of coldness in her eyes.

"I'm not good."

Her lips parted slightly, she said.

"Don't make me look like a villain. It's you guys who provoked me again and again. If that's the case, don't complain. Let's go!"

Lin Dong can't be a dog licker, he can't be anyone's dog licker, no matter if you are a man or a woman, you are a shameless woman, you can overwhelm the country, or you can be powerful and dominate all living beings.

He can't even lick it!
If he could assess the situation, he wouldn't have picked a Seven Killer Remnant to hang on his body, and he wouldn't have almost turned against Ma Xinyi.

There was always a tone in his heart to support himself, it was bad breath, but also arrogance.

The things he did were sometimes thoughtless, sometimes impulsive, and sometimes even a little bit crazy, but they were all to relax his heart.

The strong murderous intent could hardly be melted in his eyes.

Cui Yingying found that her usual proud appearance was useless in front of this killer, so she hurriedly said, "Wait, we are not enemies."

She exhaled like orchids, with a strong floral fragrance.

Cui Yingying's voice trembled slightly, because at that moment just now, she really felt the threat of death.

Perhaps, one more slow beat, and the head on the neck will move.

There was almost a line of blood on the fair skin.

"What are you paying for your life?"

This was Lin Dong's second sentence. His thick knuckles pressed against the woman's beautiful figure. The purpose of doing this was to collect a little bit of money.

The other layer is to prevent this witch of the White Lotus Sect from violently hurting others.

With this figure, he has practiced martial arts all year round, but his palms feel abnormally slippery, which is a bit better than his own Susu.

Cats eat fish, they can't eat what's in their mouths, that's the most delicious.

His thin neck was flushed red, and his body was tense.

Cui Yingying complained: "If you touch me again, you will either join the White Lotus Sect to marry me, or you will really have to kill me."

Lin Dong withdrew his hand instantly.

Cui Yingying bit her lip and said, "Everyone is an anti-Qing righteous man, there is no reason to kill each other."

"Yesterday, you poisoned me. That's not what you thought."

Lin Dong replied coldly.

Cui Yingying's words were choked, she just said an opening, and it was close to a trick, why do you take it seriously?

"There is no friendship between us. You just talk about your value. I will hand you over to Chen Yucheng. I think I can get a lot of things in exchange. After all, you are also the guardian of the White Lotus Sect, right?"

Lin Dong acted like he was talking about business, but the knife was still on the girl's neck.

(End of this chapter)