Chapter 853 852 Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate

Author: stick to the rules

Chapter 853 852. Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate

This kind of behavior that completely ignores evil spirits will naturally trigger the most intense attacks.

With a cry of "You are so arrogant!", Xie Sui turned into a black lightning and rushed towards Mo Cheng.

"careful!"

At this time, it was already too late to remind him. The black lightning was less than one meter away from Mo Cheng's heart, and it seemed that it was a foregone conclusion that he would be penetrated into his heart.

However……

A gust of wind roared, and the evil spirit flew backwards at a speed far faster than it rushed out, and an obvious dent appeared on its face.

If you compare the dent, you can find that the dent looks like a fist, but the fist is very small, only the size of an eight or nine-year-old child's fist.

"Oh my, I don't like people interrupting my conversation."

"Looking at my eight or nine-year-old body, you think I'm easy to bully..."

"This really... makes me look down upon."

Normally, children should be filled with fear when faced with evil spirits, let alone when faced with the power of evil spirits, the violence that overwhelms them is enough to scare any child.

But at this moment, there is a child who looks only eight or nine years old. The expression on his face is not only not that he is afraid of Xie Sui's violence, but the meaning expressed in his words is very obvious that he is afraid that Xie Sui is not violent enough.

"With such strength, who are you, kid?!"

Mo Cheng's fierce counterattack made Xie Sui feel pain and fear at the same time. In its impression, even a born Buddhist Taoist would not be able to cause such harm to him before practicing.

Even Shen Xueqi, who had the fate of Guchen Jiesha, only fought with it until Master Wanghan rescued it.

And there is another premise, that is, the evil evil spirit itself has just broken out of the cage and is weak to the extreme level, so that Shen Xueqi can continue to fight with it for three days and nights with the evil energy erupted by Guchen Jiesha.

So what is the origin of the child who is only eight or nine years old in front of me?

Another Guchen Jiesha?

This idea was thrown away by the evil spirit as soon as it came up. The evil spirit was so lonely that there was absolutely no possibility of another one appearing at the same time.

A hard time has come.

Xie Sui stared at Mo Cheng. It could tell that the child who broke into the cave was definitely difficult to deal with. The marks on his face were dented, and there was an overbearing and domineering force like an electric drill.

Drill deep into the flesh.

"I'm just an ordinary passerby. When I saw you doing evil here, I came here to beat you to death."

Mo Cheng didn't know what Shen Xueqi's nightmare was about in the past, but he only needed to know the current situation.

The evil spirit in front of him planned to kill Shen Xueqi, so what Mo Cheng needed to do was very simple, just find a way to kill the other party.

Hearing Mo Cheng's words, the evil spirit laughed back angrily, "Beat me to death, you little kid with a yellow mouth, for uttering arrogant words!"

As he said that, the evil spirit swept through the entire cave like a storm. Mo Cheng crossed his hands and subconsciously blocked it in front, but he only felt a sharp pain in his hands, and then flew backwards.

Just in mid-air, Mo Cheng curled up with his whole body. The moment he hit the wall, he suddenly exploded with strength. He used all his strength to collide through the contact surface, and used the reaction force to rush toward Xie Sui.

The petite fist struck Xie Sui's face without reservation. Although the fist was small, the force was not weak at all. Xie Sui could even hear the cracking of his facial bones.

This punch forcefully dented Xie Sui's face.

For Mo Cheng, the shrinkage of his body not only maintains the strength of an eighty-nine-year-old, but the length of his hands and feet is even more appalling.

But it doesn't matter. When the safety valve of the human body's self-protection is suppressed by Mo Cheng with his own consciousness, this weak body has a strength that is not weaker than that of an adult. Coupled with his own combat experience, it can be beaten to death with bare hands.

This evil spirit...

Not difficult!

The punch to the facial bone was not the end, but just the beginning. For an opponent whose strength and size were stronger than his own, Mo Cheng could not give the opponent any chance to breathe.

The five fingers of his left hand formed into claws. Mo Cheng was almost as close as rushing into Xie Sui's arms, and used the claws of his left hand to clasp the opponent's throat. Then the thumb and index finger of his left hand suddenly exploded with force. Only two crisp fracture sounds were heard. Mo Cheng

Not caring at all that his fragile finger bones were broken, he directly punched out his right fist like a hammer, using the two fingers of his left hand as nails to drive into the evil god's body.

pain!

Xie Sui had only one feeling at this time. The kid's strength was extremely weird, and he was more cruel to himself than the enemy. Two fingers were blasted into Xie Sui's body, hoping that every time the muscles of Xie Sui's body beat or contract, they would be hit.

Great disturbance.

"You kid, you've got the guts!" Xie Xiu bared his teeth and his eyes were on fire. He wanted to swallow Mo Cheng in one gulp, "You can even use your left hand to be broken and scrapped, but you still have to nail your fingers into my body. The direction where you nailed them just now... is the gate of hell.

Thirteen stitches."

Although it was a question, judging from the evil tone, it had already confirmed the fact.

"Informed." Mo Cheng squinted, but the smile on his face had nothing to do with positive words such as innocence. Instead, it made people feel that the smile was like a lone wolf showing its fangs or a lion opening its huge mouth.

"Looking at your reaction with the ghostly aura, the Thirteen Acupuncture Points of the Ghost Sect are quite effective on you."

The Thirteen Needles of Guimen can be regarded as an acupuncture technique, and in a sense it is a medical skill.

But Mo Cheng happened to be exposed to this skill, and knew that in many cases this set of acupuncture methods can cause considerable damage to ghosts.

It is especially suitable for warriors with strong blood and mortals to fight against evil spirits and ghosts.

As for the functions of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate...

Anyway, Mo Cheng doesn't care about how many people this medical skill can save. He only knows that this thing can increase his output when he has no supernatural power.

"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, at least ten of them must be inserted to seriously injure me." The words in Xie Sui's throat were not so much words as some kind of ferocious roar, "Kid, do you have enough [needles]?

?”

There are only four words that are more violent and ferocious than the evil spirit: "One! Try! Then! Know!"

The ferocious aura of Nirvana rose from Mo Cheng's body, and his fist was like a giant hammer, driving the two fingers deeper into Xie Sui's body.

The creature's blood energy was constantly emanating from Xie Sui's body, making it feel extremely uncomfortable, but it couldn't pull out the nails in its body.

The severe pain made Xie Sui almost lose his mind, but Mo Cheng not only did not stop, but also punched Xie Sui quickly and quickly, like raindrops, hitting Xie Sui's body continuously.

Vaguely, the evil spirit seemed to see a figure covered in blood, and it realized that the most dangerous and vicious person in this cave was not the Guchen Jiesha, nor was it the evil spirit itself...

It was the looming figure behind the child, sitting in the endless sea of ​​corpses and blood.

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