Chapter Thirty-Four: The Horror Flask Palm, The Choice(2/2)
"Chi——"
The sound of a sharp blade piercing the breasts was heard, accompanied by blood spraying out.
"How could I just give up like that——"
Ming Yanwei smiled cruelly, her right hand still tightly holding the magic-breaking arrow.
The arrow was piercing her own chest and entering her body.
A trace of purifying power passed into the body from the wound, and Ming Yanwei felt a trace of magic emerge from the depleted body.
"Ha...wu——"
Gritting her teeth, Ming Yanwei poured all the magic power into the magic-breaking arrow in her chest, and immediately the silver-white purifying power poured into her body crazily from the wound.
This force violently shook away the green and white arm stuck around her neck, but the power of purification was not as gentle as the holy light. It was extremely overbearing and seemed to have strong corrosive properties, and it spread along the green and white arm.
, the ghost lying behind Ming Yanwei disappeared without saying a word.
This hot current not only purified the ghost behind her, but it also rushed crazily to all parts of her body, just like scalding boiling water, burning the parts of her body that flowed through it. The intense pain was really...
It was no less painful than entering the first level for the first time.
"ah--"
Even though she was mentally prepared, Ming Yanwei still screamed out in pain.
Holding back the pain all over her body, Ming Yanwei opened her eyes and saw the approaching giant shackle coconut at a glance.
And because of the silver lightning that appeared on her body, there was not a single ghost around her. But when she looked carefully, she was startled again. Unknowingly, dozens of pale ghosts appeared around her.
Women surrounded her, and there were ghosts emerging from the shadows in the distance.
Bastard, there are not enough arrows...
Ming Yanwei held the last confining arrow in her hand, but the magic-breaking arrow on her chest had released its power and was useless.
By the way, there’s one more!
Ming Yanwei turned her attention to the corpse lying not far away. The man who had survived the sixth wave alone had an arrow stuck in his abdomen. That was what she used to hang him.
, but it seems that it was unsuccessful, but there is no problem, the arrow is still intact!
But now she is surrounded by ghosts, and the giant shackle coconut is approaching, making the situation more serious.
Fight!
Ming Yanwei put the imprisonment arrow on her bow, fully drew the bow and shot it towards the huge shackle coconut.
"Buzz——"
The inconspicuous imprisonment arrow pierced the sky and nailed the huge shackle coconut.
Then, visible to the naked eye, chaotic ripples suddenly appeared on the body of Yan Ye Ye, who was originally as calm as water, and she immediately stopped in her tracks, stopped on the spot and struggled continuously, as if she wanted to calm the turbulence on her body.
OK, that’s it!
With a sharp look, Ming Yanwei switched the bow to her right hand, activated the force field shield on the right gauntlet, pulled out a war blade with her left hand, and rushed towards the target.
Several pale women standing in the middle subconsciously stepped back as soon as they came into contact with the silver lightning on Ming Yanwei's body. Then they were staggered by the force field shield, and then were split in half by the following war blade.
These pale women could hardly stop Ming Yanwei for long. She endured the severe pain in her body and successfully rushed to the corpse.
Um?
Ming Yanwei felt that the pain in her body had decreased a little, but she was not happy.
The decrease in pain also means that the power of purification is weakening. Once the power of purification disappears, she will never be able to last long surrounded by many ghosts.
Reaching out and pulling out the standing light blast arrow, Ming Yanwei was confused for a moment.
Chapter completed!