Nightmare Attack

With all the advantages, all the masters from the military and the dark army opened fire. Jiangcheng saw with his own eyes a man wearing a camouflage vest collapsed inward strangely, and finally disappeared strangely. But a moment later, a man in the distance A master with big braids and a fleshy face from the side of the night watchman suddenly dropped the weapon in his hand and covered his chest with pain in his face. The man in the camouflage vest that disappeared from the flesh and blood crawled out. This scene, which completely violated physics, was actually staged. The man crawled out of the collapsed body while recovering in a weird way. The way was like reflecting the collapse process Come on again.

The human-skin scholar who teased Lin Wan'er with his words is now cornered. No. 6 Chenran has followed him as soon as he came up. The beauty-skinned puppet crawling out of the bed actually managed to escape from Chen Ran's dagger several times, and he looked very miserable with scars all over his body.

But his good luck came to an end. No. 2, who was the first to deal with his opponent, also joined the battlefield. The human-skinned scholar was inattentive, and No. 2 controlled the rhythm. Broke his foot.

The human-skin scholar screamed and was carried back by two human puppets, "Candle holder! Save me!"

But it was too late, the broken puppet left behind was chopped into pieces by Chen Ran's sword, and then the short sword in his hand flew out, directly nailing the other good leg of the human skin scholar to the ground.

No. 2, who landed next to the human skin scholar, didn't even give him a chance to speak. After breaking his jaw, he directly put his hand into his mouth roughly, and pulled out his tongue alive.

Then he covered the back of the scholar who was half out of breath, and following a strange rhythm, the scholar's spine began to twist like a snake, and the twisting range became more and more exaggerated until finally it penetrated the skin, from Drilled out the back of the head.

Looking at the string of human scorpions that were still writhing in hand No. 2, everyone present was terrified, and the defense line of the night watchmen almost collapsed.

"Okay! Well done!" No. 8, with a ferocious face, raised the ax in his hand and clamored loudly, wishing he could also rush forward to skin and kill the human skin scholar.

Seeing that the situation is getting better and better, the old man with a full beard couldn't help but frowned, "The mortician, grab my tongue and bring me back, I need someone who is qualified."

Jiang Cheng also noticed that something was wrong. The people on the opposite side were too stable. He was referring to the Zhuzhuren Ruiniang and others who were watching the battle at the back.

Soon, a corpse with only the upper body left quickly crawled towards them with its hands.

Jiang Cheng recognized the corpse. It was the opponent who had fought against Wu, the Nuo opera master who cooperated with the monk who broke the precepts.

This person had already died under Wu's knife, and now he was obviously controlled by the mortician. I saw the master of Nuo opera crawling all the way to the feet of the old man Quanxu, then stretched out his hand and broke his neck, and raised his head high. Pass it to the bearded old man.

At least so far, Jiangcheng hasn't seen the old man with Quanxu use his abilities, and he can be ranked in the 001 position. This person is definitely not easy.

The robe that covered the whole body of the old man with a full beard moved, and then a withered arm that was much longer than ordinary people's arms stretched out from the middle of the robe, lifted the head and retracted it into the robe.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng noticed that the temperament of the old man Quanxu had changed. His two eyeballs began to tremble, and finally rolled up suddenly, leaving only the whites of the eyes in the eye sockets.

This weird scene didn't last long, probably less than half a minute, the whole bearded old man's body trembled, something was thrown out from the gap in the middle of his robe, and the thing rolled a few meters away.

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and Jiang Cheng could see clearly that it was actually a wrinkled head that had been drained of all flesh and blood, and was shriveled up to the size of a fist.

The facial features of the human head were distorted, as if he had endured great pain, and more importantly, he knew this human head, it was a master of Nuo opera!

"They really have a conspiracy!" The old man Quanxu also returned to his original state, and opened his eyes suddenly, "Boy Jiang, you have to be more careful, this person's memory is not complete, but the night watchman has a big conspiracy against you."

As soon as the words were finished, a person walked out beside the candle holder. This person had white beard and hair, was wearing a long gown, a jade belt around his waist, holding poems and books in his hands, and his gestures were extraordinary.

As Jiang Cheng looked over, the old man of poetry and writing smiled at Jiang Cheng indifferently, and then gently threw the book in his hand towards Jiang Cheng.

The book was growing against the wind, seemingly erratic, but the speed was extremely fast. Fortunately, there were experts sitting beside Jiang Cheng, and a strong man with an ancient Han sword on his waist jumped up, and cut the book with one blow.

But an astonishing scene appeared, the severed book shattered into dots of starlight, which entered Jiangcheng at a very fast speed and disappeared.

At the same time, Jiang Cheng's soul seemed to be sucked away in an instant, and he stood there blankly with blank eyes, and did not respond to anyone's call.

The sudden change made everyone unable to react.

"This is the ability of that person. He is a chess idiot and a closed door player. This is troublesome." The old man Quanxu said.

Although this is what he said, the old man Quanxu didn't show much concern for Jiangcheng, which made Fatty and the others very dissatisfied, "Didn't you claim to be exhaustive? Why didn't you even count this? You just use us Use it as a tool!" The fat man inquired about some of the old man Quanxu's deeds from No. 13. His abilities are so weird that even No. 13 can't understand it very well. He only knows that this person is very good at planning. Twenty years ago, Xia Tan and others There is also the shadow of this person behind being able to severely injure the old president.

The old man Quanxu didn't care about Fatty's questioning. Instead, he explained the opponent's ability to everyone, "This person is nicknamed the closed door man. He became famous very early. He can be regarded as a master of our time. His ability is related to chess. An out-and-out chess fanatic, he has been obsessed with playing chess with others all his life, and now Kid Jiang was dragged into the world of chess games by him, and he can only leave if he beats this person in the game there."

"Once you lose, you won't die, but you will be left there forever, learning chess skills in the sea of ​​books, and becoming a dry chess player. That's why you call this person a closed door with three thousand followers. Weng."

Hearing that even if he loses Jiangcheng, he won't die immediately, so the fat man is relieved a little. The odds of winning the big game now are with them. After a while, Boss Lin will try his best to catch this closed door man , Let him let the doctor out.

"If you can't let it out, chess players are trapped by chess all their lives, and the closed-door man is basically a puppet trapped in it. Whether he can come out depends on Jiang's own good luck." After the old man Quanxu finished speaking, he ignored everyone. The line of sight continued to look into the depths of the black mist in the distance. (end of this chapter)