MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 518 hill
Chapter 518 Hill
"as you wish."
Ghost Spade’s figure instantly disappeared in place,
Li Ang only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and his retina struggled to capture the figure of Ghost Shovel attacking him.
He barely raised the strengthened three-edged gun to block the incoming machete. However, the force transmitted through the barrel of the gun was too great, causing his feet to sink deeply into the ground.
sand-
The ghost shovel deflected the blade, cut along the barrel of the three-edged gun, and cut off Li Ang's four fingers holding the barrel cleanly.
Fingers whirling in the air,
The next second, the ink filaments contained in the phalanx spread out and connected to the broken surface of the finger,
Pull finger back to break.
Moss repairs tendons, fills bones, replaces nerves, as if nothing happened.
"interesting."
Ghost Spade narrowed his eyes slightly, observed the scene, and asked, "Is this repairing the injury, or directly replacing your lost body parts?"
Li Ang didn't answer, but once again transformed the armor around him into more than a dozen sickles, which tightened suddenly like a spider's web, and cut at the opponent from all directions.
Ghost Spade glanced at the rapidly shrinking sickle cage, threw the machete in his hand towards the gap of the sickle, and then opened his palm, revealing the crack, and erupted a strong airflow.
The machete was engulfed by a strong airflow, and struck at Li Ang's head.
Li Ang tilted his head, narrowly dodging the blade,
However, Ghost Spade avoided the sickle cage by virtue of the reverse force of the airflow.
boom!
He stomped his foot into the ground, raised his right arm back, twisted his waist, and then punched out.
Boom!
The closed sickle cage instantly burst and disintegrated, and a large number of moss fragments flew chaotically in the air,
Lian Li Ang seemed to be hit by a full-speed train, and his body retreated violently. His feet drew a long distance in the icy stream, setting off two white waves.
The ink threads that fell to the ground spontaneously gathered towards the main body.
But Ghost Shovel didn't give him a chance to repair at all. His burly body ran over the stream, grabbed the half-broken sickle stump on Li Ang's armor with his palm, and smashed Li Ang into the river like a meteor hammer.
Boom!
Li Ang's back hit the cobblestones at the bottom of the river. Even with the moss as a buffer, he was still hit so hard that his blood surged up, and his throat felt sweet.
The scene in front of him was spinning, Li Ang knew that the ghost shovel was about to hit again, so he immediately let the Mosi armor disconnect from the residual limb of the sickle, and flew into the air with the momentum of whirling,
Use your thoughts to pull yourself back, and re-open the distance from Ghost Shovel.
Gudong.
He swallowed the blood rushing up his throat with difficulty, and scanned his body with his spiritual sense.
The internal organs including the heart and stomach are ruptured, and the bones are broken. Such injuries are enough to die three or four times on an ordinary person.
Mosi!
With a thought in Li Ang's mind, the black silk thread in the spine immediately spread in the body to repair the injury, replace the damaged part, and suppress the injury.
He slowly stood up from the ground and moved his shoulder joints.
"Has it recovered again?"
Ghost Spade looked at Li Ang who seemed to be uninjured, walked slowly, and said to himself: "Your teacher in the academy should have taught you? Anything involving aliens has a price.
Let me guess, every time you use the ability to repair injuries of a different kind, the degree of body erosion will increase by one point.
It will not return your original body to you.
Any more injuries, the non-human parts of your body will be more than the human parts.”
Phew!
A arrow shot out from the forest,
Ghost Spade's head suddenly turned to the left, and his right hand suddenly raised, grasping the sharp arrow that was shot at his temple.
The sharp arrows are as long as one arm, and the whole body is made of fine steel. The arrow clusters are triangular in shape, with fine and dense jagged barbs. And the sawtooth surface exudes a light blue metallic luster, apparently smeared with poison.
Such a Turkic-style sharp arrow with exquisite workmanship and heavy hand can only be used by Turkic warriors in the innate realm.
Ghost Spade looked in the direction of the arrow—on a hillside hundreds of meters away, a girl named Jia Luo stepped on a boulder,
She drew a fine steel arrow from her quiver, put it on the bowstring of her longbow, tilted her head slightly, and pulled the bowstring to the full moon. The three-edged arrow cluster pointed obliquely at the ghost shovel in the stream below.
Phew!
Accompanied by the reverberation of the bowstring, the steel arrow shot out quickly, aiming at the center of Ghost Spade's eyebrows.
This arrow does not pursue the concealment effect, and its power and speed of fire are also greater.
Ghost Spade didn't block hard, and turned his head slightly to avoid the arrow.
Steel arrow clusters pierced into the rubble pile at the bottom of the river, and the arrow tails swayed endlessly.
"What are you doing in a daze?!"
Gallo took out the third arrow from the quiver, ignored the obvious bloodstains on his palm, and shouted at Li Ang in the stream below: "Run!"
Ghost Spade tried to move forward, but the third arrow was already in front of him,
He could only stand where he was, open the slit in his palm, release the strong wind, and mess up the trajectory of the arrow.
Li Ang took the opportunity to retrieve the fragments of ink silk scattered in the stream, turned the armor into the shape of wings, stomped on the ground, flew up, swept across the col, and came above Jia Luo.
Haven't seen him for several years, Jia Luo's appearance hasn't changed much, and his height is still around Li Ang's chest.
"How did you come?"
Li Ang pulled Jia Luo up and flew her into the air, with a bit of surprise in his tone.
"Someone called my close worm an hour ago, saying that you will appear here. Let me come and respond."
Jia Luo continued to aim with his bow in Li Ang's arms, "The man also said something about the Qixi Festival that only you and I know.
I thought it was someone you arranged, so I rushed here. My subordinates are still on their way. "
"I didn't arrange it."
Li Ang frowned, an hour ago?
At that time, he was still in Tongluo City, he hadn’t run into Ghost Shovel and Yuansou, and he hadn’t started to escape yet.
The person who called Jia Luo to communicate with the close worm, could it be possible that he could predict in advance that Li Ang would flee in this direction?
"It wasn't arranged by you, who could it be?"
While speaking, Jia Luo shot the fourth arrow. But because it was in Li Ang's arms, the arrow lost some aim, and shot ten steps away from Ghost Shovel.
However, this does not affect anything. The two sides once again opened up the distance, and it will take a while to catch up.
“.”
Ghost Spade squinted his eyes, looked at Li Ang and Jia Luo who were flying farther and farther, and were about to leap over the hills, and opened his right hand.
As the gap in his palm opened, he inserted the poisoned arrow vertically into the gap, but he didn't let the gap swallow it.
Instead, he raised his arm and aimed his palm at the direction where Li Ang was going.
The setting sun passed through the gap between the five fingers and reflected on the face of Ghost Spade.
He breathed out slowly, and the muscles in his right arm squirmed.
finally,
Phew!
Swallowing Heaven and Devouring Earth rotated in reverse, a strong airflow shot out from the gap, pushing the arrow in the palm of the hand and disappearing instantly.
Li Ang, who was flying, felt a chill in his shoulder, and his entire right arm was pierced and torn by a sharp arrow. He flew in the air, with his thumbs up, as if to praise him.
He barely held Jia Luo in his arms, and the two rolled and fell down the hill, hitting the rock.
(end of this chapter)
