I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 104 Desperate
Although Sanhu's intelligence is incomplete, he can also tell that these are bad guys who are against his brother-in-law.

Immediately stretched out his arm to drag Wen Yue onto the horse.

"Want to run!"

After the fierce battle, Cui Guang did not agree to let anyone escape, without the involvement of Mr. Tu Shan, the imperial envoy Feijian slashed over.

The three tigers sat down and the beast steed neighed, raised its legs, and lifted the three tigers out.

Feijian's momentum remained unabated, and it directly pierced through the chest of the beast's steed.

Blood gushed out, and the beast's steed vomited blood, and fell to the ground unable to support its limbs.

Cui Guang threw out a talisman and filled up the incomplete small formation, with a look of anger on his face: "Today, you can't leave."

Tu Shanjun stopped in his tracks, he couldn't leave if there was nothing wrong with Wen Yue.

Without him to restrain Cui Guang, the situation would be reversed directly.

"Damn."

Tang Wen got up from the ground, gritted his teeth and clenched his long sword, and looked at the three tigers.

The horse's hoof is very heavy, and he was already seriously injured, and now it is naturally worse, all because of this reckless man who broke in.

The horse with a trace of the blood of the alien beast died, and the three tigers were furious immediately, roaring and rushing towards Cui Guang.

"Three tigers."

Wen Yue wanted to hold back the three tigers, but he was already seriously injured, how could he hold back the angry three tigers now.

Before the three tigers rushed over, Tang Wen stood in front of the three tigers, showing anger, and raised the magic sword in his hand: "Death to me."

"Keng"

The long sword slashed on the big spear with a thick mouth, and directly cut the iron spear in half.

The spear became two pieces, and the three tigers held one in each hand. They were not affected by the broken weapon at all, and they were still attacking Tang Wen frantically.

Tang Wen also did not sit still.

With the blessing of mana, the long sword, which itself is a magic weapon, cuts iron like mud.

The long spear turned into a short stick, and then was cut off again.

Sanhu simply threw out the short stick in his hand, and the cuticle of the ghost hand suddenly increased, covering Sanhu's arms like two arm armors.

"Mere mortals!"

Tang Wen roared.

He could see that even though the three tigers had great strength, they were still mortals, not even what mortals call innate.

Even if he is seriously injured, he can still kill the ordinary mortal in front of him who uses heresy methods.

The long sword cut on the cuticle, sank deep into it, and blood gushed out.

The ghost hand sucked the blood of the three tigers and proliferated again, turning into a half-body armor.

Although there is still no way to completely resist the attack of the magic weapon, the fist of the three tigers also fell on Tang Wen's body, which also caused great damage to Tang Wen. Tang Wen, who had already made things worse, felt that the power of the three tigers was getting stronger and stronger. big.

No, it's not that Sanhu's strength is getting stronger, but that he is getting weaker.

how come?
Tang Wen glared, he is a monk of the fifth level of qi training, he is a fairy teacher and fairy in people's mouth, how could he die in the hands of mortals.

He cannot be defeated, let alone die!
Clenching the Lingshi tightly in his hand, he swallowed the elixir.

But before he digested it, Sanhu's fist had already landed, and the ghost hand clenched his fist and slammed it hard on his face.

The fist was so heavy that Tang Wen could hear the ghost roar in his mind again, as if the phantom of the evil ghost had reappeared in front of him.

One punch.

Another punch.

Until I can no longer open my eyes.

Roaring, the three tigers rode on Tang Wen's body and smashed his body into the soil, making him bloody.

In just such a short period of time, Tang Wen has already released more breath and less intake.

He looked at Sanhu's huge figure with his swollen one eye.

Until his death, he never thought that one day he would be beaten to death by a mortal.

"Senior brother."

Brother Compass shouted loudly.

Even if Tang Wen has flaws and personality flaws, he is still their junior.

Lin Hui, who was entangled by Zhu Lin and Zhao Shixian, wanted to shake off the evil spirits and come back for help. Seeing Junior Brother Tang's death, he was frightened and furious, and at the same time stuffed a scarlet elixir into his mouth.

Realizing that Tang Wen was dead and lifeless, the three tigers jumped up.

His body was also covered with wounds, the more blood crisscrossed, the stronger the ghost hand, the internal energy in the body unconsciously operated according to the formula, this is something his brother-in-law taught him, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

He still has to wait to go back and eat candied haws.

Brother-in-law said.

"Roar!"

After killing Tang Wen, Sanhu's body was completely covered by black armor, and his body turned into a ghost.

But he knows that this is power.

Now, the Three Tigers need strength.

The three tigers went straight to Cui Guang and Tu Shanjun, and he wanted to kill the man who killed the horse.

He doesn't know what hatred is, and he doesn't know what revenge is. He just feels uncomfortable and angry, so he must kill that person.

"Kill you!"

After a few breaths of effort, the three tigers had already rushed behind Cui Guang, and hit Cui Guang with a fist as big as a casserole.

Cui Guang swept across with his sword.

A slap of the sword.

The armor in front of the three tigers was ripped apart, and the ghostly body quickly repaired the injuries. The original good flesh and blood had turned black, and the black lines had completely soaked the meridians, assimilating the endless viscera.

Sanhu's eyes were pitch black, without any whites, they were crystal clear like black gemstones.

As the blood surged, the ghost's body became closer to the evil ghost, and the horny layer on his body completely became the armor to protect the three tigers.

Tu Shanjun didn't expect that the ghost hand was so powerful, and it was vividly reflected in Sanhu's body.

I don't know if it's because the ghost hand is so powerful, or because the Sanhu's huge blood makes the ghost hand come back to life.

Maybe it's a little bit of both.

Now, Tu Shanjun seems to really see a chance to break the game.

Sanhu didn't care about the wound on his chest at all, he wrapped his arms around Cui Guang directly.

"good chance."

Tu Shanjun charged immediately, aiming at Cui Guang's chest with his one-armed ghost hand.

"what!"

"Pfft."

The sharp ghost claw pierced Cui Guang's chest, but because Cui Guang turned around, the blow didn't pass through his heart, but brushed against it.

This penetrating injury has already cost Cui Guang half his life.

Cui Guang's pupils were bloodshot, he twisted his body violently, and broke free directly.

With a backhand sword, he slashed at Sanhu's neck.

bass!
The three tigers raised their heads, then threw them flying and rolled out.

Wen Yue froze in place, only feeling cold all over his body, like being pricked by needles.

Eyes tearing apart, he roared, "Three tigers!!!"

He wanted to move, but fell directly to the ground, disregarding the blood and pain, Wen Yue crawled to the side of Sanhu's head.

His body trembled, his arms dared not fall, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Wen Yue held up Sanhu's head carefully, and wailed loudly: "Sanhu."

"Sister...husband, it hurts."

"It hurts."

Sanhu's last murmur rushed into Wen Yue's ears.

Wen Yue looked up to the sky and screamed.

Crying and covering Sanhu's head with a robe.

Wen Yue tore open the Nawu Talisman, took out the candied haws with bloody hands, took out one and put it into Sanhu's mouth.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, my dear."

"Three tigers, the pain will be gone soon."

In the entrance of dozens of ghost Dansai, Wen Yue began to chew.

Wen Yue roared: "Master!!"

Douyin said: "I want...I want them to die!"

"I want them to die."

"I want them to regret coming into this... world."

"what!"

The miserable roar resounded through.

The ghost pill gathered and exploded, turning into dozens of auras, which crazily eroded Wen Yue's body, and his black hair suddenly turned pale, withered and scattered.

Yin evil spirit erupted.

His white hair fluttered wildly.

The magic power is full, and the ghosts reappear.

Wen Yue raised his palm and slapped his chest fiercely, spraying a mouthful of blood on the soul streamer.

Fa Sha condenses.

Tu Shanjun recovered from his injuries, and his severed arm grew back.

(End of this chapter)