Chapter 1221: A tough guy

Thinking of this, Sun General also do not care about the waist of the group of sticky disgusting human intestines wrapped around himself, a hand into the pocket, touched out the Qingfeng Taoist long to their own yellow paper talisman, shaking will be open, regardless of whether to deal with this thing whether it is useful, can only be a dead horse as a living horse, aiming at the head of the Jin Batian, violently on a sticker up, this yellow paper talisman paste down, but saw the head of the Jin Batian above the fierce A cloud of black smoke, a face turned scorched black, Generalissimo Sun only felt a loosening of the waist, wrapped in the waist of the intestines also shrunk back, just now almost strangled him to death, this fierce a loose, Generalissimo Sun will feel the normal breathing again, greedily inhaled a few breaths, a few moments later, Generalissimo Sun's eyes flashed through a murderous spirit, he rolled on the momentum, will be on the ground that the sword to pick up, while the Jin Batian's head is still in the black smoke, the head is still in the black smoke. While the head of the Jin Batian was still smoldering, he slashed the sword down towards its head.

This sword cut down, General Sun almost exhausted all the strength of the body, thinking how to also be able to split Jin Batian's head in half, as expected, but unexpectedly this sword cut down, as if cut in a stone, Jin Batian's head is unharmed, their hands are shocked by the numbness of the tiger's mouth, trembling more than.

Sun general and ate a shock, really can not figure out in front of this thing is what kind of evil, even as hard as stone, zombie he has seen, long is not like this, at least compared to normal, hands and feet complete, which is like this in front of me, hands and feet not to say, the head of the bottom of the string of disgusting to the very end of the viscera, if not the Sun general have seen a lot of gory scenes, I guess it would have been scared of the hands and feet are limp.

This stunned kung fu, Jin Batian head on the black are scattered, and revealed his original fierce look, the intestines under the head of a fling, and hooked the wrist of the Sun General, force so a pull, the whole head once again affixed to the Sun General's near, Sun General originally wanted to grab the hair of the Jin Batian again, but there is no opportunity, the Jin Batian's head is flying too low, this slap just covered the face, this man and a demon. Its face, this man and a demon immediately tangled together again, hard to separate.

Weng Chai and the two little Taoist priests are standing in front of General Sun's window, through the window gap toward the house to watch the battle, Weng Chai's mouth reciting incantations, just urging the flying head drop toward the Sun's non-stop attack, the Sun's general is a body of brute strength, the flying head drop for a moment can not be taken him down.

The two little Taoist priests looked a little impatient, a little Taoist priest turned his head and whispered to Weng Chai, "Uncle Weng Chai, this flying head descends for so long has not taken down that Sun General, you'd better hurry and let your two parasites do it, a moment later and then attract other people will not be good."

Weng Chai stopped reciting incantations, a pair of eyes glaring at General Sun, said viciously: "Recruitment of people afraid of what, this surnamed Sun's insults my Qingxu Taoist brother, are bound to die, how many to come we kill how many, this mansion, regardless of men and women, young and old, one not to be left, all to die in here."

"This Sun General is also fierce, ordinary people see this flying head drop scared to death, he can even carry a sword to fight with it, but a tough man." A small Taoist monk praised heartily.

Weng Chai ignored the remarks of the two young Taoist priests and started to search for his two parasites by the weak firelight in the room.