The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 242

At this time, the scimitars thrown by the two men in purple circled and flew back.

The two purple-clothed men leapt forward and grabbed the two scimitars in their hands.

Pang Dahai and I were dumbfounded, watching what happened before our eyes.

I originally thought that those martial arts movies in movies and TV shows were all bluffing.But today, it actually happened in front of me. The scene where the throwing knife is thrown out to attack the enemy, and the flying knife circles back to the hand is comparable to any martial arts movie I have seen. It is really the same as a stunt.

The four fell to the ground, guarded the four directions again, and confronted the monster.

Surrounded in the middle was the monster with a human face and a tree body. Its body fell together, as if it was gasping for breath.The vine connected between him and the ancient tree was also shaking unceasingly.It seems that there is a red liquid flowing in the vine.

The vines on the tree also danced up and down like swimming snakes, as if they were waiting for the monster's order.

Pang Dahai and I looked at each other, and now we are sitting on the mountain watching tigers fight, but we have become outsiders.

Neither of the confronting parties paid any attention to us. I slowly moved my body. After the kick just now, after the pain, it didn't seem to have caused too much harm to me.I winked at Pang Haihai, and the two of us moved towards the door secretly.The men in purple rushed in just now, and the door hadn't been closed yet.

Pang Haihai's foot bones were still in severe pain, and the pain was so cold that his face was dripping with cold sweat, and his teeth were grinning.

Pang Dahai crossed one leg, and I dragged him to the door bit by bit.

And at this moment, the man in purple who was the leader shouted again: "Hohomakulu..."

The other three purple-clothed men moved upon hearing the wind, took out something from their bodies, and held it in their hands.

I heard the movement and looked towards those people.In the dim light, I can see clearly what they are holding in their hands.

It was a few purple fruits the size of quail eggs, and there was a faint purple light in their hands.

"Bloody head purple?" I blurted out in astonishment.

Because I was deeply impressed by the Spike Grass described by Ma Su. Although I have never seen Duantouzi, but at this time, they have come up with this kind of thing, so I can confirm it at once.

Hearing my shout, the leader seemed very surprised, his body trembled, but he didn't turn around.

I realized that I might have been reckless. About these two things, wolf tooth grass and dull head purple, they should be a secret to them. You must know that I have already learned about it, so don't kill me.Looking at the skills of those people, if they want to deal with me, they can kill me in minutes.

Fortunately, the purple-clothed man has no time to talk to me right now, and all his energy is on the strange man with a human face and a tree body opposite him.

The three purple-clothed men held the stuffed head purple in their hands, and stuffed it into their mouths at once, and swallowed it as soon as they straightened their necks.

"Ah..." I covered my mouth with my hands and almost cried out again.

Ma Su once said that the stuffy head purple is highly poisonous.Moreover, this kind of poison is a toxin similar to stimulants, which can concentrate the potential of the rest of one's life, which is an overdraft of one's body and ability.After eating, they are doomed to die.

But they didn't hesitate at all.

I probably understood that they had to adopt this extreme method because they couldn't fight the weird man.Take the dull head purple, and try to eliminate that strange person within a limited time by relying on the temporarily concentrated super energy.

I've heard the leader speak in a language I don't understand at all, and it doesn't seem like a common foreign language.Are they not natives?Or is it from a particular minority?

At this time, I didn't want to run away.

Because a big drama is about to be staged, I don't want to miss this drama.

The three people who had swallowed the head of purple, soon seemed to be wound up, their bodies were swinging sharply, and at the same time, a faint white smoke was emitted from their heads.

This is more like the martial arts masters on TV. Isn't that what they are doing when they are performing their exercises?

The weird man may have realized that something was wrong, and had already started to strike first.

The vines on the tree started at the same time, rolling towards the four men in purple.The man in purple was calm and composed. Seeing those vines entangled, each of them let out a roar.

Although the roar was not loud, I felt a chill in my body when I heard it. It was an irresistible fear.It's like a cat meowing enough to make a mouse terrified.

As soon as the roar stopped, the scimitars in the hands of the three purple-clothed men swung up, dancing in the air like snowflakes.

The strength this time was far from comparable to before, the piercing sound made by the friction between the blade and the air pierced the eardrums.

Those tree vines were cut into more than a dozen knots by the three scimitars, and fell to the ground one after another.

I thought that when these vines attacked me, I had almost no power to fight back, and their knives just now couldn't destroy the vines.The effect of eating dull head purple is really extraordinary.In just a few minutes, these people changed from warriors to gods of war.

But the number of those tree vines was too many, a few were broken, and more than a dozen were detached from the trees, entangled and whipped.

The man in purple screamed strangely and was trapped in the middle by trees and vines.

Although they are brave and invincible, these vines are not flesh and blood. They don't know fear or pain, but they have the consciousness of attack under the control of that strange man.

So for a while, those men in purple couldn't escape.

The man in purple at the head didn't take part in the battle, but slowly withdrew while those people were fighting fiercely.

I was taken aback. Could this guy have slowed down and is ready to deal with us?

I supported Pang Haihai and was about to escape, but found that the target of the purple-clothed man was not us.

He stood on the ground and looked up at the ancient tree, then withdrew and rushed towards the ancient tree.He didn't eat dull head purple, and his movements were obviously much slower than the other men in purple.But in my opinion, that kung fu is absolutely top-notch, and it's something I've never seen before.

He only stepped lightly on the tree a few times before his body sprang up, clung to the tree body, and burrowed towards the top of the tree.

The top of the tree was covered with leaves, and he quickly disappeared into the canopy.

At this time, the strange man with a human face and a tree body, the tree vines on his body rolled up, and he himself bounced up, and slammed into the tree.

With a muffled bang, the strange man hit the tree.

The ground beneath my feet trembled, as if it had been an earthquake.

The man in purple on the tree fell from the top of the tree after being hit like this.

Looking at this posture, it seems that the goal of these men in purple is not to kill this strange man, but to the things on the tree.

The leader of the purple-clothed man spared no expense to let the other three purple-clothed men eat a lot of purple, just to trap that strange man.And he himself could get away and get something from that tree.

(End of this chapter)