Chapter 127： black Wolf

异 At this time, sudden changes occurred. The priestess of the black robe raised her hand and held a statue in her hand. It was half a foot long. When she raised this thing, the four people around her changed their faces.

The statue smashed to the ground, a black mist spread out, and when the river wind passed, the black smoke gradually dissipated, revealing a black wolf, surrounded by horror and black gas.

Seeing this weird scene, Pei Ziyun was a little uneasy and went forward.

女 The priestess in black robe extended her finger to the three mountain people warriors beside her and said, "Kill me!"

These samurai who were finally taken away were carefully selected and savage men who were willing to give their lives to the priests. His face changed just now, but when he heard the order, there was no expression, even if he knew it was to die, he roared and fluttered. Go up.

"Kill!" The four of them fought together instantly.

The priestess of the Black Robe gained this rare buffering time, looking at the black wolf and the **** warrior: "I need a dying warrior who uses the body of the Lord Wolves and kills those who pursue it."

"Priest, I am willing to give you my life." The last mountain warrior said to the black wolf.

"What's your name, I will remember your sacrifice." The priestess in black robe said, touching the top of the samurai, and the samurai lay on the ground: "My name is Mengda!"

Minshan people have both Han and Shan names, and the samurai said that.

"I will remember you." The priest looked at the samurai and said, the samurai no longer hesitated, raised the sword and cut it around his neck at a very fast speed, the long sword was extremely sharp, and he saw a flash of blood, in the low light of Xingyue, A stream of blood splashed, and it spewed out instantly, falling on the black wolf that appeared in the smoke.

The blood splattered on the black wolf and absorbed, and the black wolf lit up for a moment.

"kill!"

"Puff puff!"

Pei Ziyun passed by, three warriors groaned, fell to the ground, blood dripped from the sword, blood was flowing, and the body was still convulsing.

Pei Ziyun didn't stay and killed him.

But just for a moment, the priestess of the black robe reached out and pressed it on the samurai's forehead, and the black gas was on the priest's hand. It seemed that a group of white shadows was forcibly drawn out by the priest.

He pressed the white shadow on the black wolf's head, and the black wolf's eyes appeared fierce, looking at Pei Ziyun.

"Sir Wolf, kill me."

With the command of the priestess of the black robe, the black wolf rushed up, black and black, like a demon. Pei Ziyun saw this face change: "Which Taoism is this? The original owner has never remembered it."

The black wolf rushed on, and the priestess of the black robe turned and ran away, suddenly feeling dizzy: "Damn, there is backwash!"

At this time he bit his teeth to support his body, and fled.

I won, but I was careful, I could n’t win, but I took this opportunity to escape.

There was a wolf in the back and they collided together. The wolf claws flickered. Just listening to the sound of "噗", Pei Ziyun's shirt was scratched. Fortunately, the skin did not scratch. , Stir it hard, the claws break instantly.

The black wolf did not have the slightest pain, and another claw passed, flashing black light in the air.

Pei Ziyun drew his sword, backed up, his body flickered obliquely, and his spirit reached the right side of the wolf. The sword light drew quickly. This pumping flashed like lightning, and the wolf's half of his neck was cut open.

下一 But the next moment, Pei Ziyun's sneer solidified. I saw the black wolf screaming. The black gas at the wound filled with trembling and healed gradually.

Seeing this, Pei Ziyun's eyes also shrank. Is it a magic weapon, or did he not kill himself?

"Hum!" Pei Ziyun snorted coldly, and pursued the black robe priestess. Any instrument had to be operated by anyone. As long as the owner of the instrument was killed, most of the instruments would lose their effect.

Look, the priestess of the black robe gradually escaped, but only chased a few steps. The black wolf fluttered his tail and swept across. Pei Ziyun gave a sword, and his tail slammed. He hit, but the black wolf didn't seem to feel the same. , Flew back, with the sound of wind.

"No, the black wolf seems to have the wisdom of the samurai who just voluntarily struck. Could there really be psychic magic?" Pei Ziyun thought, and would not delay anymore, sternly: "Bound!"

Then the long sword faintly reveals the faint light, and the body is flowing like a streamer, the sword light bursts, and the wind and thunder burst out: "Dao Fa Yu Jian!"

"噗!" The black wolf that rushed up appeared a white line and turned into two halves. He fell to the ground, but only fell to the ground. The black gas was released, and the skull body healed immediately.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ziyun couldn't help taking a sigh of coolness. He even used the Taoist method just now. He never saw such an instrument.

"There is such an alien art in this world?" Put out your fingers a little, a white light, the land under the black wolf turned into sand, sinking.

Pei Ziyun turned around, and the black wolf fell into the sand and struggled desperately. When he saw Pei Ziyun chasing and killing him, he growled at the sky, his body was black, and he burst out from the sand.

"嗷!" The black wolf rushed to catch up with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Pei Ziyun only took a few steps. Suddenly there was a sound of wind behind him. Looking back, the black wolf chased again.

"No, the black wolf is too strong and must be resolved." Pei Ziyun stopped, and the black wolf stopped and watched.

"Hum, I never believe in power for no reason."

"Looks like you have to run out of your black gas."

The faint white light on Pei Ziyun's sword showed, his body flickered, and he fluttered again. The black wolf responded quickly, but just turned, and a slap, Jin Ge's collision sounded, the black wolf screamed, his body flew He fell, but fell to the ground, and the gap gradually healed.

The black wolf got up, and Yangtian "whimpered" and looked at Pei Ziyun, with an incisive killing and hatred.

"Come again, kill!" Another collision slayed.

After dozens of battles, Pei Ziyun panted, and the sword qi on the sword suddenly flickered. The black wolf left many wounds on his body, some healed, some were slow, and his actions were slowed down.

"Sure enough, you can heal several times, kill!" Pei Ziyun consumed too much, suddenly felt dizzy, the black wolf rushed up, Pei Ziyun reached out a little, and the grass and vines twined on the ground.

The black wolf was one beat slower. Just as the wolf was struggling, a sword lighted up and chopped on the black wolf's neck. The original trauma had expanded at this time.

"Rest in peace." Pei Ziyun cut off again, "snap", the wolf's head fell down, the slight blackness of gas was very thin, he wanted to heal, but gradually dispersed.

Pei Ziyun squatted on the side of the wolf's body, panting with a big mouth, and he was exhausted with oil, watching the wolf's body shrink, turning into a sculpture, and then turning to ashes.

"What is this weapon? Why is it not in the memory of the original owner?"

"But she can't leave her there anymore." Pei Ziyun thought in his heart, revealing his fortitude, and gritted his teeth, and continued to catch up.

One side jungle

The priestess in black robes gasped, and some warriors who were fleeing gradually gathered away, and bowed down, "Master Priest."

When a captain saw the priestess in black robes at this time, he couldn't help but feel surprised, and asked, "Master, how could the guard warrior not be on the side of the adult?"

女 The priestess of the black robe was silent, and said, "They are all for ..."

Before she finished speaking, she groaned, and spit out black blood, her face turned white instantly, and she fell over and fell.

The samurai warriors were in chaos at once. Some people shouted aloud. Some people were preparing for some water. Some people were so busy they didn't even know what they were doing. They just shouted, "Hurry up, save the priest."

Laoshan Road is bumpy, Pei Ziyun catches up all the way, turns over a path, looks down from a high place, there is a small village in the distance, it seems originally small, but there are more than ten torches gathered in the square, counted should be hundreds of people.

At this time, these people seemed to cut down trees around and built a fence to block the ground. It seemed to be used to resist the viper. In fact, so far, the poisonous snake was not an army. It had gradually dispersed and could not afford a few.

Some people shouted and gathered the fugitives.

I lit a bunch of campfires in the crowd, spread a blanket on the ground on one side of the campfire, an old woman was lying on the blanket, and several people were on the side.

"Hey Laiduo, you do n’t know some medicine, what is the priest? What are you doing unconscious now?" Several warriors on the side of the black robe priest looked like some identity, a warrior was looking.

奇怪 "It's strange that the priest's condition doesn't seem to be injured, it's a bit caused by castback." A warrior said, "I haven't seen sorcery, but I've seen it a few times, similar to this situation."

"This is troublesome. Only the priests can understand the backwash of healing. We have no way at all in this situation." Samurai sighed.

"Can't solve it ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Do you have a way to wake up the priest?" A middle-aged warrior asked.

"No, I can only treat one injury at most. In this case, I don't dare to move. If something goes wrong, I'm afraid we haven't filled in ten lives, and we have to involve the family and the cottage." He Laiduo sighed.

The two were talking, and suddenly heard a voice: "Cough!"

At this time, the priestess was awake, spit a sputum, and woke up with a breath, her face was white, she opened her eyes and looked around, and was unable to close: "I have a small red bottle in my arms. I take it out and let me take it. "

"Yes, sir." With the words, the samurai stepped forward and took out the medicine bottle. After a while, the priest's face was better, and he said, "Please find a room for me, and I will raise it."

"Yes, Lord Priest!" The samurai responded.

Pei Ziyun watched from afar. The night gradually became quiet. Only the bonfire was burning. Many people tossed all night without eating enough food. They leaned on the grass to enter their dreamland.

加上 "Together with the aborigines of this small village, there are now only three or four hundred people, including two or three hundred strong mountain people, and only about a hundred are really elite."

"But this is also terrible. In this case, it is not suitable for forcible attack. Sometimes manpower is exhausted, not to mention that he has destroyed the black wolf weapon and consumes a lot of money. Even after a break, there are very few Taoism."

Pei Ziyun couldn't help being silent, and then looked carefully, I saw that this is not a cottage, but a village, there is a wall, but not high, only one person tall, may be designed for robbers and wolves attack.

The rafters, thatched houses, and roofs are all thatched. The walls are muddy wood or even rattan. They are very worn and low. The only central room is slightly better. It seems to be the room of the chief patriarch.

From the heart immediately.