The world of Taoism

Chapter 128 Kill
The fire-breathing head was about to attack, Mao Chi breathed out, the flames burned more and more intensely, and the extended flames turned azure blue.

The two-meter-long flame was like a tongue, as long as it licked Zhou Xuan, Zhou Xuan would immediately turn into charcoal.

The temperature rose slowly, and the air gradually thinned.

Zhou Xuan felt that his skin was getting drier and the water evaporated. Even if he was not burned to death, he would have died from suffocation.

Zhou Xuan's situation was very critical, and he still couldn't move.

This feeling is very strange, not the feeling that someone is holding down your body and you can't move.

Instead, he can't direct his body.

Zhou Xuan's body seemed to be separated from consciousness, the two had nothing to do with each other, and neither could command the other.

Zhou Xuan's consciousness is still his own, but his body doesn't obey orders.

Flames are getting closer...

His hair was dry and twisted, and a smell of burnt protein entered his nose.

Zhou Xuan understood that as long as he couldn't move, he would burn himself in the next second.

"It seems that this is the only way to use it." Zhou Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and then he closed his eyes.

"Have you given up resisting?" Uchi asked doubtfully.

At first Mao Chi thought that Zhou Xuan was playing a trick, but now he dismissed this idea,

With such a short distance, even if Zhou Xuan had some conspiracy, he still couldn't escape his own trick.

This self-confidence is still there.

Just when Mao Chi wanted to end Zhou Xuan's life.

"You should feel honored. God told me to kill you. Whoever God wants to die must die!" Uchi thought to himself.

Whoa!

Zhou Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and communicated with Huang Ting Xiagong mentally, and a wave of thunder and lightning energy flowed into his eyes along his limbs and bones.

Azure light burst out from the eyes.

The azure blue light illuminated the surrounding environment pale.

Due to the infusion of too much thunder and lightning energy, Zhou Xuan's eyes were constantly crying and his vision was blurred.

The thunder and lightning essence that Zhou Xuan instilled this time can at least hit two or three lightning strikes.

The current situation has no place for Zhou Xuan to hesitate, the sequelae are for the future, let's talk about surviving first.

"This..." Mao Chi was terrified.

Even if Zhou Xuan counterattacked immediately, he did have the confidence to kill Zhou Xuan first within such a short distance.

Because of his high speed, the tongue of fire was less than three feet away from Zhou Xuan's head, within this range it was unsolvable.

But no matter how fast the speed is, it is not faster than the speed of eyesight.

Mao Chi never expected that his gaze could be used to kill the enemy.

Boom!

The moment Zhou Xuan's eyes met Maochi's, Maochi's ears were like thunder, his head froze, and he was groggy.

Bang!

The head lost control and fell to the ground with the internal organs.

However, Uchi was not completely dead yet, although the power of the lightning strike had been multiplied several times.

After all, it is only an auxiliary spell used to frighten others, and it cannot reach the point of killing people with eyes.

Before long, Uchi will wake up again.

Zhou Xuan immediately closed his eyes, relaxed his mind, and fought for control of his body.

The body seems to have an invisible shackle that locks the limbs, as hard as steel.

Zhou Xuan's mind was like a baby, and he couldn't break it apart with all his strength.

The mind was consumed sharply, and the chain remained motionless.

At the same time, Uchi's head began to move, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Open it for me!" Zhou Xuan roared in his heart.

The mind was exhausted violently, and his head ached like a needle prick.

Click click!

The invisible chain was broken, and the body returned to control again.

Zhou Xuan pulled out the spring rain, stepped forward, and directly chopped Mao Chi's head off.

When Zhou Xuan gained control of his body, it was in a secret room on the far side.

A shadow hides in the darkness.

There is an altar in front of him, on which a scarecrow is enshrined.

The scarecrow is the size of a palm, and a paper man of the same size is pasted on it, with a line of text written in cinnabar on it.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhou Xuan's birthplace and name.

A silver needle stuck in the scarecrow's limb,
Whoa!

The scarecrow spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes.

"Dead..." Sombra's voice was low, as if everything was under control.

This technique is more powerful than the flying sword that kills the enemy thousands of miles away. The flying sword is tangible but this technique is invisible, and it can also kill the enemy thousands of miles away.

This spell is called Immortal Sensation Mystery.

As long as there are items on the opponent's body, such as nails and hair, etc., you can release spells and kill people invisible.

But it's not like killing people casually. If the opponent is far away, there won't be that kind of one-hit killing effect.

At most, the other party can only be injured or imprisoned.

Soi Ying calculated that Zhou Xuan would stay in Wutou County.

Of course he knew what was there, so he waited for the right time to release the spell immediately.

On the other side, Zhou Xuan split Mao Chi's head in half.

The two human heads were split in the middle, and what flowed out was not brains, but white wriggling maggots, which looked very disgusting.

In addition to the maggots, there was also a large amount of blood, the blood flowing out of the head alone was a bucket.

Whoa!

At this time, a figure knocked open the door and rushed towards Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan looked up, and it turned out to be the guard brought by Mao Chi.

Before the guard could do anything, a long knife pierced the guard's back directly.

thump!
The guard's eyes widened, he looked at his chest in disbelief, and then fell to the ground.

Behind the guards was Zhu Hanjie, Zhu Hanjie didn't even look at the people on the ground, and wiped off the blood on the long knife by himself.

Behind the wishing Han Festival is an old man with a tired face.

The old man's hair was messy, his lips were white, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked like he was dying.

The shoulder seems to be injured, and the white cloth is wrapped around it.

"Is it all resolved?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Solved!" said the old man.

After a life-and-death battle, Zhou Xuan and the old man became acquainted.

The old man's name is Luo Xiong, he is from this county, but he hasn't returned home for many years.

Luo Xiong had a rough fate. He joined the army when he was young, and fought with the army in the north and south, and had almost no chance of returning home.

The old man was also unwilling to go home, and had vowed never to return home unless he made a name for himself.

Now he is very old and his ambition is gone, so he was dismissed and returned to the field.

I haven't returned to my hometown for many years, I didn't expect that my hometown has changed a lot, and even these ghosts and ghosts have come out.

"The rain is about to stop, so it's not advisable to stay here, it's better to start early." Zhou Xuan glanced at the surrounding corpses and said to everyone.

The old shopkeeper and the middle-aged man were obviously in the same group. Judging from their appearance, they should be the legendary headhunters.

Zhou Xuan has not found Mao Chi's body yet.

If the guess is correct, Uchi should be controlling the head far away.

However, none of this matters.

Mao Chi's head was smashed into slag, leaving only the body is useless.

No matter how weird the spell is, it is impossible to survive without a head.

"Come out!" Zhou Xuan looked at a corner and shouted.

"My lord, spare me! The little one is not with them."

The waiter came out tremblingly.

Of course, only fools would believe these words. Dian Xiaoer's appearance and characteristics are similar to Uchi's, so he must be from the same tribe.

(End of this chapter)