Chapter 139 Testing, Fighting, One Dies (1/2)

He couldn't figure it out. According to his past experience, if the power of the curse was grafted out, this battle would be over.

After all, if you want to use the curse to kill, you must have the right time, right place, and the right people.

The conditions are quite harsh.

The person who performs the technique must be full of energy and have sufficient magic power.

To curse others, you must first ensure that you are in good condition.

Otherwise, the spell will backfire.

If you want to kill someone with a curse for nothing, how can you not pay the price?

If you don't have enough magic power, you can only use your own life to get it.

Either one's own merit, one's own luck, or one's real life span of flesh and blood.

He has already destroyed one of the opponent's spells.

It will take time for him to adjust his condition. How can he have such inexhaustible supply and use as he does now?

Furthermore, even if he is very powerful, the medium he uses to cast spells should be subject to wear and tear.

To use the curse-killing technique, you generally need to obtain something personal to the person being cursed.

This is how you can identify your breath.

But this breath will also be consumed.

But these successive attacks seemed to consume nothing at all.

Of course he didn't know that Lin Yu used sin karma, something so mysterious and mysterious.

It is different from the ordinary hair, blood, and underwear.

Therefore it is consumed more slowly.

An invisible red rope wrapped around Master David's body again.

Taoist Dragon Slayer reached out to grab it, but an invisible wave in the air avoided his hand.

Master David's arm was tightly wrapped again.

"Ah! I'm going to be torn apart! My arm hurts!"

Master David screamed in pain with a ferocious face.

Lin Yu pinched his sword fingers, and the tip of the peach wood sword pointed at the paper man on the table and trembled slightly.

He reached out and stabbed forward, but he also felt an invisible resistance.

If Master David appeared in front of him, he could even spit and kill Master David.

Two fingers can tear Master David in half.

But it's not that easy to tear his arm apart using this long-range curse killing technique.

Lin Yu could feel a resistance, and he also wanted to test the behavior of the person opposite.

The red rope is tightly tied to the paper man's arms, and the paper man cut from yellow paper has some cracks.

"Ah! My arm is going to be broken!"

"Taoist Master, hurry up and save my son."

Master David and the mayor were impatient.

Taoist Dragon Slayer was already sweating on his forehead.

Five or six streaks of yellow paper were thrown out in succession, but they could not cut off the invisible red rope at all.

There was only a stabbing sound, and Master David's sleeves had torn apart, and his right arm was stretched by more than ten centimeters.

The skin had begun to be torn open, exposing flesh and blood.

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Life is important. Don't blame me."

"Taoist priest, please do whatever you can to save my son's life."

The mayor urged eagerly.

Taoist Dragon Slayer's face turned cold and he glanced at the young master intently.

He also took out a bundle of red rope from his arms and wrapped it around the young master's little finger.

His left hand moved forward to touch the invisible red line.

Then put the other end of the red rope on the red line.

He tied a knot very quickly and put a yellow talisman on it. He stroked his hand back and the knotted thread disappeared.

This red rope is connected to the invisible red rope.

He stirred it in the middle with his arm, and the red rope seemed to be wrapped around his body.

A deep bloody mark was immediately drawn on his strong arm.

Taoist Dragon Slayer gritted his teeth and pulled Master David to his side.

He raised his little finger wrapped with a red string.

He opened his mouth viciously and bit hard.

"ah--"

Master David almost fainted.

The little finger on his hand was bitten off directly.

Taoist Dragon Slayer opened his mouth and vomited, and his bloody little finger fell to the ground.

There were even some throbbing spasms.

The mayor was stunned when he saw it.

He was extremely distressed, clutching his chest and screaming in pain.

"Taoist Priest, what are you doing?"

He quickly squatted on the ground and held up the little finger with both hands.

"Quickly, Taoist Priest, can you see if you can connect me again?"

Master David collapsed to the ground in exhaustion.

His hands were still bleeding out, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

His face was so pale that he couldn't speak, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Taoist Dragon Slayer took off the red rope from his arm and rubbed his painful arm. He saw that the marks on his arm were already bloodshot.

He couldn't help but take a breath of air.

This person's methods are really cruel.

If he reacted any slower, he might not be able to save his arm.

"It can't be picked up anymore. The soul of this finger has been broken. Even though it is still bleeding and it just fell off, it is actually no different from the finger that fell off for dozens of days."

Taoist Dragon Slayer said coldly.

"What should we do? What should we do? Priest, how could you be so cruel?"

The mayor was almost in tears.

Holding his son's right hand, he tore off the silk clothes on his body and wrapped his wound, hoping to stop the bleeding.

As soon as I heard that I couldn't catch it, my guard broke down again, and I immediately started to complain anxiously.

Taoist Dragon Slayer also said coldly: "I have already said that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. I asked you, and it was you who told me to take action."

First pass the responsibility away.

Taoist Tu Long knelt down again and forcefully pulled the mayor away.

I haven't waited for the mayor to get angry.

Then he tore open the wrapped silk clothes.

He took out a yellow talisman and slapped it on Master David's severed finger.

The blood that kept flowing out immediately stopped.

Master David's pale face did not fade away.

After all, there was already a large pool of blood flowing out under his body.

"If I hadn't broken his finger in time and used his finger to replace his arm, his entire arm would have been gone."

Taoist Tulong used both soft and hard tactics, and he was well-founded and controlled the mayor.

Although he didn't give a good look, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Master David's severed sleeve, exposing the torn flesh to prove what he said.

But the mayor felt very distressed.

But she couldn't say anything more.

And I really have to thank Taoist Dragon Slayer.

"Who did this bloody murder? Who is going against our family? I can't spare them, I can't spare them."

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"I must arrest their whole family and beat them to death to avenge my son!"

The mayor was beating his feet and chest, and the cane in his hand banged on the ground.

Taoist Dragon Slayer just looked at the mayor coldly, touched his painful arm, and felt a little unhappy in his heart.

He no longer wanted to pretend to be contemptuous of this ordinary person.

"How's it going? It's not done yet?"

Uncle Jiu watched Lin Yu's movements stop, and the magic power around him no longer fluctuated sharply. He frowned with some worry.

Lin Yu smiled softly.

"Master, don't worry. I just tried his method and it has worked. Master, look."

The paper man pointed by Lin Yu already had some debris on his right hand.

A gap just appeared on the right hand of the paper man.

Uncle Jiu understood it at a glance.

"Generally, when faced with the curse-killing technique in long-range fighting, if you cannot directly defeat the opponent with strong attacks, you will usually choose this method of borrowing, Li Dai Tao Jiang."

Uncle Jiu explained this spell.

He actually uses it often.

When fighting with others, it is very convenient to transfer the damage to some borrowed objects when facing the enemy's remote attack.

It won't delay your counterattack, but you can also create a time difference and find the enemy's flaws.

But obviously the person who is currently fighting with his apprentice does not have this means.

Although I know some methods of borrowing others, I can transfer the damage.

But there is no way to trace the source, and it is impossible to follow the origin of the spell to find Lin Yu and break Lin Yu's spell.

They can only resort to tricks and fall into passivity.

"He used a finger, but he was very naive to think that he could escape with his life."

Lin Yu's steps and steps seemed like a dance in front of the altar.

The movements of his feet and hands combine to draw some mysterious trajectories.

There was no wind in the Yizhuang courtyard, but the flames of the two red candles started to dance.

The red rope that rose and fell several times began to swim like a long snake again.

The yellow paper stuck in the middle of the altar shook violently as if being blown by the strong wind.

But the smoke from the incense stick inserted in the incense burner went straight upward, seemingly unaffected by the strong wind.

This time Lin Yu no longer held back his hand, and the red rope trembled more and more violently.

He pointed with his mahogany sword, and the red rope quickly wrapped around the paper man's neck.

But this time he didn't choose to strangle his head off directly.

"Let's see what other methods you have!"

Lin Yu's movements became louder and louder, and his mood began to become a little wild.

Following his control, the red rope strangled the paper man's neck, spinning directly in mid-air like a sandbag.

Taoist Dragon Slayer had just stopped Master David's bleeding, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately his pupils trembled.

This time it really shocked him!

"How is this possible? Who did you offend? Why are you still here?"

Invisible marks of strangulation immediately appeared on Master David's neck again.

Taoist Dragon Slayer didn't even have time to react before he felt an invisible force trying to pull Master David away.

In desperation, I could only quickly take two amulets on the young master.

Then I felt a huge force knocking me over.

It hit the mayor with a bang and rolled to the ground with the old man.

I saw Master David's body spinning directly in the air like a fan, with his head as the center of the circle.

Such a frightening scene, but Master David couldn't scream at all.

The mayor was almost frightened.

Pulling your head and spinning it in the air is several times more powerful than hanging yourself.

I saw the young master's body suddenly hit the ceiling with a bang, and was slammed against the wall for a while.

After going back and forth for a few times, there seemed to be someone standing in the middle holding Master David's head on the left and right sides after the round.

Keep hitting the floor.

The two amulets on Master David's body immediately burned violently.

It was obvious that he could not withstand such damage at all.

He opened his mouth and spit out blood.

Taoist Tulong rushed over and used all his strength to stop Master David.

But how could he do it?

The two people kept smashing on the ground with ruthless force.

They were ravaged like sandbags.

Taoist Tulong also felt a dull pain in his chest, almost spitting blood, and his eyes were black.

He stretched out his hand to take out the amulet and didn't have time to stick it on himself, so he put two on Master David first.

It was okay for him to be hit twice.

But Master David's neck was tied with a rope. If he didn't protect it quickly, he wouldn't have to wait for him to fall to death. His head was strangled and his cervical vertebrae were directly strangled.

The two people seemed to be caught by a mad python, swinging back and forth in the air without any control, whipping the sundries in the room like a whip.

The tables, chairs and benches were smashed to pieces, and a big hole was smashed in the glass window.

Both of them were covered in blood.

The mayor fell down twice, and his old bones felt pain all over his body, and he couldn't get up at all.

The mayor watched from the side, with old arms and legs, and didn't know what to do.

There was only a bang, and the two people were thrown to the ground again.

It seemed to be a deliberate mockery.

The movement actually stopped for a second.

But this second was not enough for Taoist Tulong and the others to recover.

There was only a crackling sound.

Blood sprayed from Master David's head to the ceiling like a fountain, and then fell into the whole room, as if it was raining blood.

Everywhere was sprayed with blood red.

Taoist Tulong and the old mayor were also covered in blood red.

The old mayor was dumbfounded at this time.

He couldn't make a sad expression for a while.

His son's head fell from mid-air and rolled on the bloody floor.

There were a lot of sawdust and debris on his handsome face, and the cow-licking hairstyle he learned from foreigners when studying abroad was also soaked with blood, lying limply on his forehead.

His eyes were wide open.

There was still fear and disbelief before he died.

"My-my son!"

The mayor looked up to the sky and howled in great sorrow, and tears flowed down his face in an instant.

He didn't care that he had broken several bones in the commotion just now, and crawled on the ground with blood all over his limbs.

Tears flowed on his pampered old face.

He held his son's head in his arms.

It was really sad to hear it, and it made people cry to see it. The kind of fatherly love and filial piety was touching to watch.

Even those prostitutes who were beaten to death and persecuted to death died ten thousand times more miserably than his son.

Taoist Tulong was panting on the ground. He really tried his best.

He didn't care that the ground was covered with blood, and just wanted to take a breath.

Although the matter was not done well, the fight failed, and Master David died.

But he was not so frustrated, but felt a sense of relief.

He felt desperate because he was beaten like a sandbag just now.

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