This is My Juggernaut Journey

Yuxian actually saw a smile on the bastard's mouth, extremely crazy and vicious.

Counting on me again?

boom! !

The loud noise and the unhappiness in his heart appeared at the same time. Yuxian, who was rushing forward, turned his head suddenly, and saw chips and gravel flying in his sight. It was a giant palm wrapped in iron chains, tearing up the cell and grabbing at him!

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Chapter 62 Red Ghost, Slay It! (third change)

boom!

Amidst the loud noise, the flying stones made his whole body hurt. Yuxian saw that the wooden bars of the cell on the side had all been broken, and behind the giant hand was a pair of red eyes.

Almost crazy, irrational!

Red Ghost? !

Of course he recognized the identity of the person who came, but he didn't expect that Genichiro had researched the finished product two years ago, he jumped back, but he caught a glimpse of the dark river below him out of the corner of his eye.

not good!

In order to avoid it, the narrow alley could no longer hold it, but the red ghost roared and jumped forward from the cell again, reaching out to grab Yuxian who was in mid-air.

The direction cannot be changed in the air, and the steel rope kunai is not as convenient as the ninja prosthetic hand. The giant hand approached, and Yuzuru gritted his teeth.

"Come on then!"

The long knife pierced into the giant hand, and before the fingers closed, he jumped back, tapped lightly on the rock wall, and finally rolled a few times on the ground to relieve the inertia.

The bamboo hat was off, revealing black hair, Yuxian patted the dust on his body, straightened the mask on his face, and looked up at the dark river.

Boom!

The red-eyed monster who only knew about killing jumped down directly, and his two-meter-high body stepped on the ground, causing the dungeon to vibrate for a moment. His knees were bent, his eyes fixed on Yuxian who was holding the long knife high, and he rushed straight over.

It really is a mindless killing weapon!

Without hesitation, he just attacked instinctively. Seeing his hands grabbing him, Yuzuru rolled to the side, only to hear a "boom" behind him, the red ghost hit the wall, and the gravel fell. He shook his head twice, and then Turn around and grab again.

Yuzuru was still retreating, his feet splashed in the shallow water, when Chigui suddenly jumped and pounced——

Puff puff.

Bitterness|Into the shoulders of the red ghost, using his strength to leap, brushing the center of the hands that came from his embrace, bounced several times, and jumped on the back of the red ghost.

"die!"

Holding the knife in the backhand and piercing it from the back of the neck, the red ghost slammed wildly like a mad bull in the splash of blood.Yuzuru tightened the steel wire, feeling like a flat boat caught in a storm, the monster under its feet tensed its muscles, and the blade seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to pull it out.

Woo!

There was a whistling sound in the air, just as Fubuki was pulled out, the arm was slapped at a strange angle, Yuzuru quickly jumped off his back, swinging in the air like a swing, and saw Chigui slamming into the wall on his own initiative, and hurried forward dodge.

Zi...

Yuzuru let out a muffled snort, feeling numb from the pain in his back, but if he slowed down for half a second, he would be crushed into meatloaf by this monster.

"interesting!"

The pain made people more excited and more ferocious. He was hanging on the knotted knife under Chigui's ribs and pierced into the gap between the ribs that were not protected by much muscle.

Roar! !

The blade stirred in his body, and the severe pain almost drove Chi Gui crazy. He swayed, bumped, and grabbed at random with both hands. Finally, he grabbed the steel wire and pulled it upwards.

The strength was so great that Yuxian, who was struggling to maintain his balance, only felt that he was flying up. With a glance, he calculated for a moment that he would hit the bottom of the stone bridge.

"Catch him!" Dao Shun clenched his fists in the distance, staring at the two of them, seeing that Yuxian jumped up on his own initiative, it was tantamount to courting death.

Sure enough, the red ghost who drove the little bug away raised his head, his eyes were red with blood from the rage, and he was ready to grab him and pinch him into two pieces, but he saw the bug in mid-air biting the handle of the knife, and put his hands into it. Sleeve, faintly took out two jars.

clap clap clap!

There were several crisp sounds, fire oil poured all over his body, and Yuxian dragged his left hand again, and the brazier on the wall was wrapped with steel wires at some point, and was flying towards him quickly.

boom!

Come on!

As soon as the oil came into contact with the brazier, the red ghost immediately turned into a human-shaped torch that was constantly struggling. Its skin was becoming charred and released a 'scent' of barbecue, but what was more serious was the fear of flames in the depths of the soul. , let it forget Yuzuru, just roll on the ground.

Oil burning is not so easy to extinguish!

Yuxian fell to the ground, looked up and saw a human-shaped torch that was struggling non-stop, took out the gourd, and 'Gulu' took two sips, and the bloody back immediately stopped the bleeding and pain.

"You think I'm a fool?" He snorted heavily, of course he had to bring kerosene when he came to this dungeon, and he threw out another bottle to let the dwindling fire rise, put the knife back into its sheath, and rushed forward.

Five meters, four meters, three meters...

When he reached one meter, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and the red ghost really stretched out his hand to grab it in the flames. It was the survival instinct that overwhelmed the fear.

But when its shoulder moved, Yuxian had already seen it, and it was so far away that it was impossible for the giant hand to grab it immediately, but Yuxian's knife...

Flying Swordsmanship-Flying Dragon Flash!

It was another lightning-fast knife drawing technique, the silver light drew an arc in the dark dungeon, and palms as thick as a man's waist rose to the sky.