My Past Life Simulator

   Chapter 30 030 [Jedi Counterattack]

  “rub—”

   His arm was like a blue dragon coming out of a hole, and between the electric light and flint, he tightly clasped the right hand of Daoist Hetu.

   His wrist hurt, he involuntarily released it, and the Forbidden Seal fell from the air.

   He Zhao, who was imprisoned in the same place with dead bones, was suddenly short, his spare right arm stretched out, and grabbed the sacrificial vessel.

   At the same time, the whole person retreated violently.

"you!"

  Hetu Daoist looked bewildered, he couldn't even think of breaking his head, how the other party got rid of the cry of the sacrificial vessel.

   Subconsciously turned his head to look at Huang Laoer with a gloomy face, but was surprised to find that a simple dagger polished with human bones was nailed to the old man's stomach.

   "Haha, after all, it's my best chess move."

  He Zhao saw how happy the enemy was when he saw the enemy slumped.

   "Humph! Even if the jade seal is in your hands, you don't know how to use it."

   Before Daoist Hetu finished speaking, he saw Ruthless Man Zhao holding the Forbidden Seal and pressing it against his arm.

   A strange power surged, and the layer of diaphragm that wrapped his spiritual power melted and disappeared in an instant.

   "I won the bet!"

   When the previous four blood secret warriors entered the room, he faintly peeped at the strange patterns on their arms.

  I thought it was a sign of some kind of power, but I thought that there was only one Hengshan Boxing Gym in Wancheng. In addition, when I went to Qinghe Town, I didn't see the pattern when I got along with the two brothers.

   So there is a high probability that Daozhu Hetu and others came up with it, and then thinking of the Forbidden Seal, Huang Laoer and others can ignore the power of the sacrificial tool and use the fixed body cry.

   After thinking frantically, he decided to steal the tourmaline from his hand to confirm his conjecture.

   He Zhao, who was relaxed all over, breathed a sigh of relief, no need to start all over again.

   Of course, the premise of everything is that the surnamed Huang was severely injured by him, interrupting the spiritual power input into the sacrificial vessel!

   The bone dagger that he threw out while he was posing just now took a crucial step in breaking free from the forbidden spirit.

   "Don't let him get it"

  The Taoist Lord Hetu is not stupid. Almost after He Zhao lifted the power of the forbidden spirit, he roared at the remaining two blood secret warriors.

  Unfortunately, after all, He was more cunning.

   A phantom flashed, He Zhao slammed into Huang Laoer, and the two tumbled out of the room and fell into the huge courtyard.

   In the process of rolling, he pulled out the bone dagger from the lower abdomen of the cheap master, and then used his inch strength to hit his throat severely.

  Deadly Sanshou - Smashing the Throat!

   "Crack!"

  The second master of the river map, Huang Laoer died suddenly.

  Like the first two blood secret warriors, you can't rest your eyes in death.

   The situation is so good, how did it suddenly change?

"boom!"

  The remaining two blood secret warriors followed closely, one of them smashed Huang Laoer's body with one palm, and charged towards He Zhao covered in blood.

  ‘The Daoist of Hetu cannot use other sacrificial implements! ’

  Who knows if this guy has something terrifying that will kill him instantly?

   I don't know if the opponent's things can extract vitality like a bone dagger, so I have to guard against it.

  Otherwise, I really have to start a new game and take revenge.

  “rub—”

   raised his hand and flicked, the dagger flew towards the Daoist River Map!

   "This trick again."

   The Daoist was almost not irritated, he just used this move to accidentally injure Huang Laoer, causing the opponent to break free from the immobilized state.

   Now, how dare you use old tricks on him?

   He didn't dodge or evade, let the flying dagger shoot at his heart, and even glanced mockingly at He Zhao, who was facing off against the two blood secret warriors.

   "锵!"

   Sparks flew, and the dagger was blocked by a strong armor like steel.

   "His-"

   Hetu Taoist tore his long gown at will, revealing the white bone armor covering his body.

   At this moment, He Zhao completely ignored the offensive of the two blood secret warriors and took a punch from each of them.

   "Boom!"

   Two muffled noises came out, and the ruthless man just paused for a moment, and then continued to kill the angry Hetu Daoist.

   The two secret blood warriors were smashed apart, each showing a surprised expression.

   Their fists seemed to hit the steel plate, and even the fist bones were aching.

  If I'm not mistaken, the phalanx must be cracked.

  What kind of blood did this guy use to become a blood secret warrior?

  Why the gap between the two sides is so huge!

   On the other side, He Zhao, who was seriously injured, also attacked him. There is one thing to say, the master of Hetu is very reluctant to respond, and it is too late to use other sacrificial utensils. You can only hold your chest out, cover your face with both hands, and take the opponent's fist.

   "Boom—"

With a sound of   , Hetu Road Master Dengdengdeng stepped back four or five steps.

   "You're dead"

   Before he finished speaking, I saw the surname He draw out a bone dagger.

   "Wait, what about you?"

  I saw a broken ordinary dagger lying quietly on the original floor.

  “I TM”

  Hetu Daoist broke his defense instantly, and a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat. Wasn't the sacrificial vessel that flew just now?

   "Poof—"

  He Zhao took advantage of the gap, poured a large amount of spiritual energy into the bone dagger, and then inserted it into his heart.

"Humph!"

  Three muffled hums sounded, and the two blood-secret warriors who had just stepped forward to rescue the Taoist Lord Hetu suffered a sudden pain in their hearts and were pierced by invisible daggers.

   "Puff!" "Puff!"

The sound of    falling to the ground sounded, and there were two more dead corpses.

   As early as a few days ago, He Zhao made preparations, and the entire room and courtyard were covered with **** footprints. Thanks to his caution, otherwise Daoist Hetu and others may not give him time to make moves!

  The secret blood warriors were all destroyed, but the Taoist master was not the case. I saw him spewing a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and he did not die immediately.

   "Puff!"

   The other party slumped on the ground, panting violently while his eyeballs bulged.

   "Huh! You didn't die?"

  He Zhao is unbelievable, this is a sacrificial device derived from the ghost, and it has the terrifying effect of a sure-kill blow.

   What is the master of the river map?

"Wow"

   spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his pale face softened a lot.

   Even if you don't die the first time, you can feel the passing of your own life.

   "What a domineering sacrificial vessel."

  If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move, He Zhao really wanted to smash the opponent's head with one foot, so as to avoid future troubles. Having used the bone dagger, he could only wait for the sacrificial vessel to absorb enough vitality before he could lift the restrictions on his actions.

"After all, it's a chess move, maybe I shouldn't have chosen you back then. Unfortunately, I still made the wrong choice. If you inherit my Dao Lineage, one day it will be comparable to, and even far surpass the Master's Dao Lineage. "

"hehe."

   He Zhao pouted in disapproval.

   What emotional cards are you playing at this time?

   won't think that we two have a good life and death, just a few slapsticks can let me congratulate someone to let you die!

   "Hasn't Huang Lao'er told you that the spiritual power we cultivated can delay or exempt certain ghosts and sacrificial weapons from attacks to a certain extent?

   Forget it, don't blame him. Since this guy has been following me, he has always thought that you are a mortal person, and it doesn't matter if you teach or not. Zhao'er, I can only teach you this last lesson.

  You almost know the function of the forbidden spirit seal, but don't make it bloody, otherwise, all the spiritual power that you have worked hard to cultivate will belong to the jade seal itself.

  You can take off the bone armor on my body, its body is a phalanx. Find someone with good medical skills to help you transplant. The only thing you need to be careful about is not to wait for the bones and fingers of the entire arm to be infected by the sacrificial instrument.

  If not, you will lose an arm forever, or your whole person will be enslaved by the sacrificial vessel. Well, apart from that, in my retreat, there are some miscellaneous books and worldly money.

   After I die, you can use it. "

   The Taoist Master of the River Map was full of sighs, his eyes were full of emotion, and his tone did not seem to be faking, and he was explaining his own affairs.

   "O Daoist!"

   He Zhao slowly pulled out a small section of the bone dagger, and in the surprised expression of Daoist Hetu, he inserted it again.

"what-"

   With a miserable howl, a severing knife fell from the hand behind Daoist Hetu Daoist.

   "You think I'll believe you?! Die for the Lord!"

   "Poof—"

   He Zhao drained his entire body of spiritual power, pulled out half of it again, and slammed it in.

   It’s not that he didn’t want to pull them all out, and then kill the Daoist Hetu with his bare hands.

   It's just that the bone dagger doesn't work!

   If you don't extract the enemy's vitality, even if you are fighting, seriously injured, or in the dark, you will not be able to completely extract it.

The    sacrificial vessel is really not a thing.

   "Puff!"

  The owner of the river map died.

   "call"

   Using the bone dagger three times in a row, death resistance is powerless.

   As for the point of life given by the bone dagger?

   Who do you look down on!

   This is not enough for my life.

   "The car overturned, it's a common thing, I'm used to it."

  He Zhao, who refused to admit defeat, lay in a room full of corpses, fell to the ground with his head up, and suddenly lost his voice.

   (end of this chapter)