Chapter 141

But with the Kung Fu that can scare me, the three vampire generals who rushed up seemed to be used to it. Only the Golden Lion who rushed in front shouted, "OK", waved a mace and blocked all three arrows. His practice was much different from that of the count. He swung a big stick and drew an arc in the air. The arc had an intersection with the three arrows. His great strength directly hit the arrows to the sky.

But taking advantage of this effort, the count rushed to the farthest shooting moon like a red whirlwind. It seems that his intention is to kill the guy with long-range attack ability first. Seeing the count rushing over, the moon shot in silver armor sneered and said, "come on, let the avalanche bow in my palm today and meet the butterfly flower love of the count." then he used the long hard bow as a weapon to fight with the count who rushed in front. The three blood sucking generals of the golden lion, the broken mountain and the black horn king also rushed back to join them. The five people fought in five colors of black, red, white, yellow and gold, which made people dazzled and stuffy in their chest. Like five different colors of lightning intertwined in the air, there was a jingling sound of gold and iron from time to time.

As a martial artist who has never eaten too much hand meat, but has seen many experts walking, plus the eyesight of a sniper. It was easy for me to see that the count's situation was not optimistic. If it was one-on-one, he might be able to beat any of the four. However, among these four people, there are Duanshan and golden lion who take the desperate Saburo route. They only dance long sticks and Maces. They don't hide or flash. They are all aggressive moves, and the ground they hit will sink into a big pit; There are black horn king and shooting moon, who take a vicious route. They both attack and greet the key points. At the same time, they also take into account the fencing counterattack of the defensive count. The four cooperate very tacitly. The count relied on his agility and rapid response. He often avoided the enemy's weapons at any moment. He saw that my hands were full of sweat and my heart was beating.

Seeing the count dodging left and right and barely supporting, the other party began to show off his tongue. Except that Duanshan and the Golden Lion did not speak with heavy weapons, the moon shooting and the black horn King were not idle at all.

Shoot the month first said: "count, you're right. It's our rough people's business to use knives and guns. You'd better put down your weapons and go back with us. Otherwise, if someone accidentally scratches your white face, you won't have the capital to stay in the future."

The black horn King brushed two swords into his hand and forced the count to stumble and then said, "the soft eater will never be stiff in the face of real battle. If the Duke hadn't indulged you in the princess's face these years, I'm afraid you would have died several times."

The count did not answer, clenched his teeth and continued his fast sword attack, but they were blocked. I thought it would be better if the war wolf were here. It seems that any wisdom should be backed by strength, otherwise it can only humiliate itself.

This Kung Fu, the count's natural and unrestrained footwork like dancing Latin dance has been disordered, and he can only defend and dodge without being able to attack. The other four became more and more arrogant, and lianshe moon and black horn king also began to attack in large numbers.

Suddenly, the way to break the mountain changed, waved a long wrought iron stick and ran across the count's waist. Seeing this, I know why this man is called broken mountain. It seemed that even a bucket thick cement pier in front of him had to be interrupted by him. If this man can live to this day, I'm afraid he doesn't need a bulldozer to demolish his house.

While the mountain was sweeping, the golden lion roared and slashed down the golden mace. This guy's roar doesn't matter. I don't know. I thought he learned something in Shaolin Temple. It's really loud. The mace smashed down is also amazing. It seems to beat the count into meat paste at once, then add some scallion to fry, pour it on the noodles and eat it as halogen.

The shooting moon and the black horn king also jumped forward a few steps and stood on the two corners. The four blood sucking families will form horns and firmly surround the count in the middle. The moon shooting king and the black horn king just sealed the count's retreat with weapons, leaving him nowhere to dodge. He can only hard frame the broken mountain or the attack of the golden lion.

The count didn't do that. In fact, he couldn't break the attack of either mountain or golden lion. Even if he had so much strength, he couldn't bear the butterfly sword with iron bars in his hand. Alas, I thought to myself, my father-in-law, what's wrong with knives and axes? I have to use this kind of fencing like art more than weapons. It really makes people vomit blood.

At this time, the count fell back violently, and a metal chain hanging from his neck swung up because of his fierce action. The chain looks like platinum, thinner than your thumb, and inlaid with some broken diamonds. It was supposed to be the place where the pendant was tied, with a very exquisite small glass bottle. In modern times, it is almost the size of plant essential oil. It is half the length of the thumb and about the thickness of the thumb. It contains colorless and transparent liquid. It looks very viscous and a little like grease.

The fallen count suddenly stretched out his left hand, tore off the floating jewelry chain and threw it into the air. Holding his butterfly sword in his right hand, he pushed it on the broken mountain iron stick with a very light point, which skillfully changed the direction of the stick.

A golden wolf tooth giant stick, a dark bin iron long stick, two weapons that can open mountains and gravel, with one black and one yellow light and shadow, thundered at the glass bottle filled with crystal liquid

Under the influence of the count's hand, the wrought iron staff of the broken mountain changed from flat sweeping to inclined upward, just in time to meet the wolf tooth stick smashed by the golden lion. However, at the point where the iron bar collided with the mace, it was the glass bottle thrown up by the count. Don't say that the bottle is glass. Even if it is iron, I'm afraid it will have to be forcibly smashed into leaves under the attack of these two powerful vampire generals.

Just listening to the crisp sound of "Ping Ping", the vial immediately turned into glass residue. At the same time, it also changed the face of sheyue and others. Only listening to sheyue say, "no, I'm in the trap." then there were three small and four big sounds of Gudong and Gudong, and several fell to the ground one after another. The three small ones were three small ones, such as sheyue, and the first one was the sound of the huge body driving to the ground. The count stood up with a smile. The first thing was to straighten the crooked helmet and sweep away the grass leaves on his body. He really paid attention to his appearance all the time.

"Saving people" the enemy commander waved his hand, and dozens of cavalry rushed to the count. Some of them were more thoughtful and wanted to take the count's wife and children, and then coerce the count.

Unexpectedly, Hu Jiumei, who has been coaxing her little daughter with the image of a loving mother, gave her hand to support her husband. She made a mark on one hand. At the center of her eyebrows, her eyes suddenly gave out a frightening red light. At the same time, she shouted, "the charm of the fox - illusion."

The cavalry looked at each other as if they were not affected at all, and were ready to move on. But the reason for this is that they are not the target of Jiumei. The magic is directed at the war horse under their crotch. I saw those tall war horses, as if they saw some frightening scene. They either stubbornly stopped their bodies, or raised their front hoofs and turned their masters to the ground with a long hiss. For a moment, the cavalry of these blood sucking families were turned upside down and in a mess. The count did not pursue, but took the opportunity to stab several guys who wanted to rush to women and children, and then pointed to the rest and said calmly, "don't make unnecessary sacrifices, please go back."

After the cavalry got up from the ground and saw the commander nodding slightly, they helped each other back to their array. The count said to the four generals lying on the ground, "although I'm not talented and my skills are slightly low, my wife is a first-class person. In addition to looking like an immortal, graceful, gentle and considerate, virtuous housekeeping, I also have a strange fragrance and intoxicating. I'm called the art of containing incense. I'm sure you have heard and prepared.

But several people must be regretting that she didn't put the medicine in her mouth when they saw it. In fact, it's unnecessary. Although her strange fragrance is good, it doesn't work for people who are not close to women, and it doesn't work in open places. In order to make up for these shortcomings, I refined a lot of herbs with anesthetic function and mixed them together. The effect is better than simple incense. In addition, in a small bottle It is made by compressing the gas produced by the art of containing fragrance and my special medicine, so it will evaporate quickly and has a good effect on people who are not close to women.

Naturally, the medicine you prepared is useless. I believe after listening to this, you won't have to be tortured by self reproach? "

Several vampire generals fell to the ground and could not move anywhere except their eyelids. They could only look at the count with hate eyes. The count ignored them and continued politely: "I'm used to smelling this thing, and I don't have any adverse reactions, so I keep a small bottle with me. When I'm separated from my wife one day, I'll take it out and smell it from time to time to relieve the pain of Acacia, but the bottle was broken by you just now. Alas, it takes a lot of complicated processes to turn those gases into liquid. How can you do this? Can you You are also many suitors of my wife? Even so, you shouldn't hate because of jealousy. You can see who can hold the beauty back in the end according to your ability. It's a good story to spread to future generations, but you're so careless. Don't you make people laugh? "

The count's sour and unreasonable reasoning almost killed several lying on the ground. The grumpy looking golden lion has begun to roll his eyes. It is estimated that if the count with a lotus tongue continues, he will soon taste white foam.

At this time, the commander of the enemy couldn't help but shout: "enough, let go of the four of them quickly, or so many of us will rush over. Even if you have three heads and six arms, can you keep so many people comprehensive?"