mysterious forerunner

Chapter 177 Meat Sacrifice
In the sky, Zhang Qingxiang became more and more courageous as he fought. [Tiger General's Spear] and Sword Qi were on par with each other. They were killing each other. Both sides had moved outside the courtyard.

In addition to the seven or eight people in the yard who were pushed into the pit, there were also a few who had their hands and feet tied and fell on a horizontal bar beside them.

Shi Fangjie is one of them.

Shi Fangjie has been lurking.

He knew very well that his fighting ability was not strong, and he had no chance of winning in a head-on conflict with these weird things. So he needs to wait for the right time.

When Team Leader Zhang suddenly appeared, Shi Fangjie wanted to take action.

But he found that Team Leader Zhang didn't even look at him.

The team leader is so condescending that it is impossible not to see him. So Shi Fangjie endured it again.

The team leader lured away the strange blood eye! Shi Fangjie immediately understood what the team leader meant.

The strange eye sealed the sky, and the sword energy was extremely powerful. If he makes any move, a sword energy will sweep down, and he and the trapped people will all be dead.

Shi Fangjie looked around: the two villagers guarding him had also gone to the stove to help.

As soon as he exerted force, the rope on his body broke, and then he landed softly - the whole process was silent.

Perhaps because the time for making swords was coming, all the villagers gathered around the stove nervously.

Shi Fangjie came out quickly and kicked the old villager holding the iron hook into the stove!
"Ah -" the old villager screamed miserably. Half of his body fell into the molten iron of the stove and melted instantly.

The other half of his body was burned by the fire. He screamed a few times and then died.

The other villagers were shocked. A dozen of them rushed towards Shi Fangjie with ferocious faces: "Catch him!"

In the main room, the fierce voice yelled: "Trash!"

The owner of the voice was focused on the blood monster eyes, but he didn't expect that something happened in the yard first.

The blood monster's eyes suddenly jumped up, trying to kill these rebel "materials" - suddenly two weapons appeared behind Zhang Qingxiang, a stick and a knife, and together with the [Tiger General's Spear], he just killed the blood monster. Eyes tangled.

Zhang Qingxiang secretly praised Shi Fangjie: "Good cooperation."

Although this kid looks shy and unconfident, he has some hidden spirituality and is indeed worth cultivating.

In the yard, Shi Fangjie pulled out the saber hidden under his arm, quickly avoided the crowds of villagers, and cut the ropes of the other hostages with his knife: "Find a place to hide!"

Don't expect them to help - these few are already so scared that their legs are shaking and they can't stand firmly.

"Kill him!" The villagers roared with ferocious faces, waving swords of different lengths and widths, and chased after Shi Fangjie, slashing and slashing him.

Shi Fangjie saved people, relying on his professional physical fitness to dodge dexterously. He also learned the "Essence of Chuanwu-Practice and Fight with Forty-Seven Hands" from the team leader, and he was quite methodical in cold weapon fighting.

Although Shi Fangjie's saber was short, it was like the fangs of a poisonous snake, and every attack was extremely dangerous.

Dangerous to yourself and even more dangerous to your enemies!
laugh!
The saber slashed across a villager's neck, but there was no blood flowing from his neck, but a purple-black viscous substance!
when!
The saber and a sword were chopped together tightly, leaving a small gap on the saber, but the sword collapsed with a large gap.

The villagers looked at the sword in their hands in surprise, and suddenly shouted angrily: "This is impossible, absolutely impossible!
Even if it is not a peerless sword, it will never be defeated by such a small broken sword..."

Shi Fangjie took the opportunity to cut off his neck with a knife.

The villager's head fell to the ground, his lips still opening and closing, muttering "impossible".

Shi Fangjie flashed past him like a ghost, avoiding the encirclement of three villagers and heading towards the new target.

No matter how confident the villagers are, the works produced by the ancient smelting technology will definitely lag behind modern products in terms of various metal performance indicators.

As long as it is not a "peerless sword" and has dabbled in the mysterious realm, none of the swords in the village can be a match for the saber in Shi Fangjie's hand.

Zhang Qingxiang clung to the blood monster outside the yard. Seeing that Shi Fangjie had done a good job, it was time for him, the team leader, to "show off".

Zhang Qingxiang has been testing this for a long time and has found a way to deal with this monster. Moreover, there were too many hostages just now, and some of them were afraid of rats.

Now, Zhang Qingxiang suddenly smiled, took a deep breath, and shouted toward the blood monster: "Hey!"

[Thunder Sound] condensed into a line, like an ultrasonic weapon, accurately hitting the blood monster's eye.

Snapped--

The blood monster eye exploded on the spot, and countless blood droplets flew everywhere.

The narrow-eyed flying sword in it was exposed.

Zhang Qingxiang pulled out the [Blood Sword Flower] and slashed it in the air, and a void cage fell down, trapping the flying sword inside.

Feijian suddenly lost contact with its "master" and ran wildly in the void cage, like a headless fly, but was unable to break the cage at all.

Those blood drops outside were damaged by [Thunder Sound]'s blow, and they squirmed for a while before they regrouped.

It still looked vicious and evil, but Zhang Qingxiang ignored it at all. Without the flying sword, this thing would be unable to exert its power.

Zhang Qingxiang flew into the courtyard and kicked open the main door.

Boom!

The door panels were broken into pieces. The room was gloomy and dark, filled with the pungent smell of blood and stench.

There is a mountain god statue as tall as a person enshrined in the hall. Right below the mountain god statue, a shriveled old woman sat cross-legged on the altar table.

Her sitting posture is very strange, and her appearance is extremely strange.

It doesn't feel like a practitioner sitting cross-legged in meditation, but like those "immortals" among the white mountains and black waters, eating offerings and descending on other people's big Kangs.

"Seeking death!" The old woman's strange eyes were all white except for a black dot in the center. It seems like there is a disgusting fly crawling on the Lantern Festival!

Her voice did not distinguish between male and female, and her hands looked like mouse paws, raised and pointed fiercely at Zhang Qingxiang.

Zhang Qingxiang snorted and strode in. He pointed his [Tiger General's Spear] forward, and a three-foot-long blue light spurted out.

The old woman reached behind her with her claws - three large porcelain bowls were placed under the statue of the mountain god.

The bowl on the left contains fruits, and the bowl on the right contains cakes.

In the middle bowl is a lump of black meat with white hair on it.

The three kinds of sacrifices have been kept here for who knows how long, and they have been severely rotted and deteriorated.

Part of the stench in the hall comes from these sacrifices.

Another part comes from the old woman herself.

Her rat-paw-like hand strangely reached directly into the middle porcelain bowl, fished out a piece of rotten stinky meat, and ate it with her mouth open.

"Master Mountain God!" A strange sound came from the old woman's throat, like the sounds of various birds, beasts, and insects in the mountains mixed together: "The believers can lend me your flesh and blood!"

When Zhang Qingxiang broke into the house, he didn't intend to give the old woman any chance. He came straight at him with a spear, but the old woman was also very fast and quickly ate the carrion.

laugh!
Zhang Qingxiang pierced the old woman's body with a spear and lifted it up in the air, shaking it.

With a bang, the old woman's skinny and short body was immediately blown to pieces, with dry bones and flesh flying everywhere.

"Giggle..."

The old woman's weird laughter still echoed in the empty main room.

The flesh and blood that fell on the ground and walls all had strange mouths and laughed at the same time.

Those bones all sprouted several whiskers, running around all over the ground, and soon regrouped, turning into the appearance of an old woman again.

It's just that the broken cracks are clearly there, like a broken porcelain bottle that has been put back together again. It's indescribably weird.

Outside the hall, two of the hostages rescued by Shi Fangjie were hiding in the corner and peering inside.

The moment they saw the old woman with cracks all over her body, crazy pollution burst out from their bodies!

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" The two of them roared like wild beasts. The skin all over their bodies festered and weird sarcomas grew.

The bones proliferate infinitely, and bone spurs protrude from the joints. These bone spurs are exactly the shape of a sword!
Zhang Qingxiang shouted: "Shi Fangjie! Don't let them see it again!"

Shi Fangjie agreed and looked around. There were several coffins facing the wall on the west side. He rushed over and kicked them away. The coffin boards were in the air. He pushed them with both hands, and several coffin boards fell on the main door with a bang. on, blocking everything inside.

Several villagers took advantage of this opportunity to sneak up and attack with two swords, leaving two deep wounds on Shi Fangjie's back.

"Ah!" Shi Fangjie screamed, quickly retreated, took out Director Ye's secret medicine from his pocket and swallowed one.

In the main room, the old woman suddenly smiled strangely and turned into a strange creature, crawling everywhere like a spider - sometimes on the wall, sometimes on the ceiling, a pair of strange eyes staring at Zhang Qingxiang.

Long flagella grew out of the cracks on her body.

The [Tiger General's Spear] in Zhang Qingxiang's hand was pointed steadily at her. No matter how fast she was or where she moved, she could never escape the lock of the green light spear!
But Zhang Qingxiang's eyes didn't look at her at all.

Zhang Qingxiang stared at the mountain god statue.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the mountain god statue seemed to have glanced at me just now.

Zhang Qingxiang suddenly snorted coldly, and a [Raging Frog Hand Cannon] suddenly appeared on [Four Arms].

boom!
There was a loud noise, and the [Raging Frog Hand Cannon] sprayed out a large amount of white smoke from the front and back, and a poisonous projectile was shot at the mountain god statue.

Without the "guaranteed hit" attribute, this secret weapon was quite embarrassing in Zhang Yanei's hands. He really had no shooting talent.

But this mountain god statue of yours is as tall as a person, and it just stands there motionless. How can I still miss it?
Ping!
Among the three large porcelain bowls at the foot of the mountain god statue, the one in the middle containing rotting meat was shattered by a shot.

Zhang Qingxiang:......

It doesn't matter, no one knows that I am aiming at the mountain god statue. As long as I don't say anything, others will think that I am aiming at the porcelain bowl.

And it’s always inaccurate, so you can’t blame me entirely, right? Everyone knows that shooting and aiming are about three points and one line. I use [four arms] to control the [Raging Frog Hand Cannon], so I can’t aim with my eyes, so I can’t aim with my eyes. I can’t blame it entirely on my shooting talent…

The porcelain bowl was shattered, and rotten meat splattered everywhere.

(End of this chapter)