Magic card gods

In the mountain temple, Xiaoyu sat leaning against a pillar with his chicken legs in his arms, and lit a bonfire in front of him.

At this time, Erha, Wukong, and Wei Yuan didn't know where to go, only Xiaoyu and Jileg were left looking at each other.

Drumstick: What are you looking at me for?

Xiao Yu: What am I looking at you for?

Drumsticks: Don't think I don't know, the look in your fucking eyes when you enter the mountain temple clearly shows that you want to eat the chicken legs! It's too late to hug Uncle Chicken Drumstick's thigh now! You are waiting to be eaten by the mountain ghost!

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At this time, the night was dark and the wind was high, and the night wind blew through the dry forest, making an ominous sound.

The bonfire gradually became smaller, and the area it could illuminate became smaller and smaller.

At this moment, the relatively well-preserved statue of the little ghost with a green face on the altar suddenly blinked! Then she turned her head silently, looking at the drizzle below.

Xiaoyu had a keen intuition, and she subconsciously looked up while her sleepy eyes were dim, but the remnants of the bonfire could only illuminate the lower half of the dilapidated and tall statue. The face of the statue of the green-faced imp was still in the darkness. She didn't see anything wrong.

After Xiao Yu lowered his head, the statue of the green-faced kid blinked again, and when it saw the satin package on Xiao Yu's back, it grinned, revealing a ferocious smile.

The chicken legs squinted their eyes and seemed to be lying lazily on their stomachs, but their ears were pricked up.

Although Xiao Yu is astute as a killer, he is a mortal after all, and Chicken Leg has already discovered the enemy's arrival.

Just when Xiaoyu laughed at himself for being suspicious and adding firewood to the bonfire, a strange wind suddenly appeared, and the temple door was blown shut with a "bang!" The dilapidated temple gate was actually shut tightly at this time!

Xiao Yu stood up in an instant and drew out the water-piercing sword in a defensive posture, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

And the uncle chicken leg in her arms fell to the ground with a "slap".

No matter how high the cat falls, it will land on all fours, while the drumstick uncle will land on his belly, with fat waves surging~

Drumstick: Gan! When your chicken drumstick uncle is garbage? Just throw it away!

Just when Xiao Yu was guarding the temple gate, on the altar behind him, the little green-faced ghost had silently turned into a huge blue-black evil ghost!

This thing squatted on the altar, with protruding joints, weird body proportions, prominent and hard muscles, and skin like blue-black matte metal.

Its head is huge, two circles bigger than that of the cow and it is not round. There are two sharp horns that curve upwards in the messy black hair on the top of the head. The eyes are as big as light bulbs. The nose is big but flat to the sides. Expansion, a big mouth can crack a big watermelon, and a mouthful of curved conical tines looks hideous and terrifying!

This is the indigo-faced mountain ghost, the murderer who ate several people around Fucheng.

Xiao Yu suddenly felt that the air in this ruined temple suddenly became turbid!

When she turned her head, she saw a pair of huge ugly blue-black feet with sharp nails on the altar at eye level! Looking up, you can see the whole picture of the mountain ghost.

"Hey hey~" The indigo-faced mountain ghost grinned and laughed hoarsely.

In the next moment, the mountain ghost with a stooped posture and a height of two meters suddenly rushed over!

After all, Xiao Yu can be regarded as a master of martial arts. Although he saw this mountain ghost for the first time, his mind was taken away by it, but at the critical moment, he still stopped and turned slightly to one side with his lightness kung fu. Then he kicked his feet on the pillar, and they bounced back quickly, and the water-soft sword in his hand instantly pierced the mountain ghost's armpit!

This move of retreating into advance was really sudden, and the Pishui sword hit directly, but Xiao Yu's heart sank.

Because this sword seemed to have pierced a wooden shield covered with multiple layers of cowhide, the resistance was huge, and the skin was almost torn!

After Xiao Yu retracted her sword, she opened the distance, secretly crying in her heart: Oh no! The Pishuiruanjian was originally not good at attacking fortifications, but now the monster's skin is so thick that it can't do any damage at all!

But when he thought of not being able to cause harm, wouldn't the little monk be even thicker-skinned!

At least the monster's skin was broken, and the little monk didn't leave a white mark at all.

Seeing that Xiaoyu dared to resist, and even stabbed it with a sword, the mountain ghost immediately became angry. The speed of rushing over was actually three points faster than before.

Xiao Yu dodged, and the giant claws made four deep scratches on the wooden pillar with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters.

The wood that can be selected as a pillar is naturally extremely tough, but it is also so fragile under the sharp claws of the cattail fan.

It is conceivable that if this claw is caught on a person, the bones can be pulled out!

The mountain ghost's two arms hanging down to the knees have a large attack distance, and they swing wildly with gusts of wind. Whether it was broken tables and chairs or wooden frames, they were smashed to pieces when touched.

At this time, Xiaoyu could no longer distance himself. The mountain temple was not very big, and the mountain ghost was not very agile, but it was fast.

Therefore, Xiao Yu could only rely on her good agility and flexibility to dodge the attacks of the huge mountain ghost with weird movements.

Xiao Yu was forced to a desperate situation, and unexpectedly exploded with potential. The Pishui sword in her hand was like a snake in the grass, changing strangely and inexplicably, constantly attacking the mountain ghost's body.

However, although the Pishui Sword was considered a good sword, it still couldn't hurt the mountain ghost. It could only leave a dozen shallow wounds on the mountain ghost's body, and no blood could even be seen flowing out.

Pishuijian was originally a strange weapon, used to deal with people in a strange style. At this time, it is completely useless to deal with such rough-skinned and thick-skinned aliens. The mountain ghost has no human vital points, and is not vulnerable at all.

Its eyes must be attacked!

Xiao Yu shrunk and shrunk beautifully, gritted her teeth and ventured forward, lowered her waist to dodge the sweeping claws, and then jumped up with her whole body, leaping on tiptoes on the pillar, already on the head and feet, shaking the water sword in her hand , the internal force was carried through, and it straightened instantly, piercing the orange-yellow eyeball of the mountain ghost that was the size of a light bulb!

Then "snap"!

The mountain ghost clasped his palms together, clamping the Pishui sword tightly!

Xiaoyu, the number one killer of Black Stone in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, was frightened by people three times this afternoon, with bare hands and swords!

Once it was a monk, once it was a monkey, and this last time, it is no longer what it is!

The indigo-faced mountain ghost grinned very proudly. This woman looks so thin and tender, it must taste delicious!

Then it spewed out a puff of black smoke from its mouth, just in time for the drizzle that was missing a move in shogi.

Xiao Yu held her breath for almost an instant, but it was too late, she only inhaled a little black smoke, and she felt dizzy instantly, and she couldn't help but let go of the water-piercing sword in her hand, and fell limp to the ground.

The mountain ghost let go of its palms, but suddenly an orange streak flashed in front of its face!

The mountain ghost couldn't react, and it took two seconds before he felt a sharp pain in his eyes. A big orange eyeball had been scratched!

"Aww~" Green blood came out of the mountain ghost's eyeballs, and he couldn't cover it with the big claws of the cattail leaf fan. After all, the claws of chicken legs have the property of bleeding, and they caught the vital point.

A gray monkey wearing a monk's robe and a headband appeared on the altar at some point, it was not big but it was holding a thick and long door bolt in its hand!

The door bolt was two meters long, two circles thicker than its own legs, it looked so disproportionate!

Wukong, who had a calm expression like an old monk, bared his teeth and grinned violently for a moment, and his four sharp canine teeth looked extremely ferocious.

A flickering flame actually burned in those eyes.

Wukong leaped high, swung the thick door bolt in his hand, and went up with one move!

Wukong looked like an ordinary monkey, only one meter tall, but at this time he was extremely powerful. The doorbolt, which weighed more than ten kilograms and was as thick as a thigh, made a strange "woo" sound, and it fell on the mountain ghost's head without giving the mountain ghost any time to react!

In an instant, the door bolt burst under the huge force and turned into sawdust all over the sky.

The mountain ghost was knocked to the ground with a "gudong", and green blood splashed everywhere!

"Ah~~~" the mountain ghost wailed, struggling on the ground several times before staggering up.

At this time, Wukong had already grabbed a stone incense burner with a diameter of one meter and was covered with dust.

"Crack!" Hit the head again!

One corner of the mountain ghost was smashed off, and black and green blood trickled down the dirty messy hair.

However, even if he was sent to Yangjian to do trouble, even if his strength had not been fully recovered, this mountain ghost would not be dealt with so easily!

Hearing it roar, the muscles all over his body began to swell, and the joints began to grow sharp bone blades... After two seconds, the mountain ghost turned into a "meat ball" full of sharp blades!

As soon as the mountain ghost moved, it rolled and crashed into Wukong on the altar!

Wukong climbed up to the beam all by himself, but the mountain god statue on the altar was directly smashed into pieces.

At this time, the mountain ghost was covered with sharp bone blades, and when it hit it, it looked like a rapidly rolling knife ball. Even if it didn't get hit to death, it would have to be cut to pieces!

Wukong jumped to the side of the hall, picked up a discarded log, and swung it violently at the mountain ghost rushing over!

The log turned into sawdust in an instant, completely unable to block the mountain ghost ball!

Wukong stepped on the beam on the wall to avoid it again, and shouted: "Master, I can't stand it anymore!"

Drumstick: So you can talk!

Wukong: I'm just too lazy to speak~

The mountain ghost who jumped high and crashed into the beam of the house was suddenly knocked into the air by a Zen stick and hit the wall, almost knocking down the broken stone wall of the mountain temple.

"Ami, my Buddha~"