Draw Card! Start The Golden Epic Card To Kill Ghosts!

162. Amid Desperation, Appear Bravely

Holding the water gun tightly in his hand, Shalu looked arrogantly at Huokang above the crowd, his whole face was almost deformed with a smile, as if the golden [Huokang] card was within his reach.

Huokang cried out in pain, bearing the strong water column.

Just like what Shalu said, he can't transform into a flame form at all now, once he transforms, he will be completely wiped out under this water column!

But how could a human body withstand such a powerful water jet attack, when the water jet hit the body, it was like a thousand bone-scraping steel knives attacking at the same time.

Huo Kuang's body was torn apart piece by piece by the waterline, and the skin burst open like fish scales, and the bright red blood mixed with the water flow into a cruel crimson.

Not to mention Huo Kuang, even the water line ejected from Huo Kuang's body brushed against the human skin below, causing them to scream in pain. One can imagine the pain Huo Kuang was enduring at this time.

Mo Zhibai at the side knew that Huo Kuang would die if this continued, and immediately after that, all the people here would be burned by Shalu's flames.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Zhibai immediately jumped up, stood in front of Huo Kuang, and shouted: "Here!"

Immediately, a layer of white [Intrinsic Light] appeared on his body, blocking this violent stream of water.

Fortunately, Mo Zhibai's body gathered the power of hundreds of people at this time, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to withstand such a fierce attack with his own ability.

But even so, Mo Zhibai had to resist the water column while helping Huo Kuang maintain the flame, and his strength was on the verge of exhaustion.

Mo Zhibai temporarily blocked the water column with [Intrinsic Light], Huo Kuang was also temporarily escaped from the danger.

Going to see him now, he is already dressed in rags and has bloody wounds all over his body, but even so, his willpower is still very firm, his eyes condensed into two deep spots of light, and he still tried his best, Maintaining a counterbalance to Shalu's flames.

Seeing Huo Kuang's miserable state, these hundreds of humans had their eyes moistened.

The blood from Huo Kuang's body, mixed with water droplets, sprinkled on the faces of these people

For a moment, a sense of shock for no reason flowed through their bodies like an electric shock.

The kind of powerful courage that had never appeared in their lives was completely inspired from the bottom of their hearts at this moment.

Huo Kuang was so seriously injured, instead of destroying people's will, it made them unite. Anger mixed with bravery, faith and gratitude made people start to shout excitedly:

"Come on! You have to hold on! We won't lose!"

"Even if it's death, we can't bow our heads to that guy! Even if it's death, we have to die vigorously!"

"Fuck those monsters!"

"Master, you have to stand up! Don't be afraid of that guy! We all believe in you, and we give you our lives!"

The white light on everyone's body suddenly increased by at least two or three times, and at this time it flowed into Mo Zhibai's body continuously.

Mo Zhibai felt that his strength had reached an unprecedented fullness. At the beginning, he had to grit his teeth to block the water column. Now, he can handle it with ease.

But Mo Zhibai's brows didn't relax in the slightest, just like that, he still couldn't compete with Shalu.

Now they are still in a state of defense. Once this state is broken by Shalu, the result will still be very bad.

And Huo Kuang's situation also made Mo Zhibai very worried. With such a serious injury, he might not be able to last long.

Just when Mo Zhibai was worried, Huo Kuang's body had indeed reached the limit of his support, and when his legs gave way, his whole body fell down.

"Catch him!"

A person yelled, and all the humans stretched out their hands one after another, catching the fallen Huo Kuang in their soft palms.

At this time, someone who didn't know who it was stretched out a hand, and with a "shua", he took off Huo Kuang's mask.

A middle-aged man showed his sweaty face.

He clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead throbbed faintly, his eyes stared desperately, trying not to let himself fall asleep. Even though his whole body was severely injured, he was still unwilling to give up, and still used his last strength to support the flames around the crowd, preventing them from burning in.

At this time, a human seemed to recognize him:

"I've seen him! On TV! He seems to be the father of Qiu Xiaoye, the 'burning butcher'!"

It's just that Qiu Yuan couldn't hear what these people were saying.

He was lying on his back with dozens of powerful palms, looking at the white sky, clenched his fists tightly, and supported his will to resist with faith.

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Holding a water gun, Shalu watched the group of humans holding up the Huo Kuang, with countless hands reaching out to the sky, as if a group of primitive humans were about to hand over their pharaoh to heaven.

The whole scene is like a scene in myths and legends. The human beings in the fire lift up their saints and seek salvation from the gods.

Shalu was a little confused.

This group of human beings was clearly terrified just now because of the imminent death, why did they unite all of a sudden now?

Are they suddenly not afraid of death?

But how can such inferior fellows as human beings get rid of their nature of greed for life and fear of death?

Shouldn't they be living like mice without any courage or faith?

Shalu didn't understand, but he didn't want to.

He still smiled contemptuously, dismissing the scene of these people being united together: "What's the point? The cry before dying can't change your fate of dying."

While talking, Shalu stretched out his other hand and took out a big guy from the truck seat.

It's a bazooka!

With a flick of his arm, Shalu put the rocket launcher on his shoulder, and the huge shell warhead aimed at the crowd.

A smug smile appeared on Shalu's face again: "Hahahaha, aren't you humans amazing? I'd like to see if your beliefs can hold a shell full of gunpowder!"

"I've practiced the rocket launcher for so long, and it's finally come in handy. You humans, just use it as a target for me! The scene of your corpse splashing in the air will definitely be beautiful!"

Seeing the rocket launcher, Mo Zhibai suddenly panicked. Now he and Qiuyuan are at their limits to resist the surrounding flames and high-pressure water guns. It is impossible to hold another rocket launcher.

When this shell comes over, everyone will die!

Mo Zhibai shouted in fright: "Huokang! You hurry up! Leave us alone! We can die! But that [Solo Card] must never fall into the hands of the ghosts!"

It's a pity that Qiu Yuan has been injured too badly, and he doesn't have the strength to hear what Mo Zhibai is saying clearly.

All his strength was used to maintain the surrounding flames.

Shalu, on the other hand, aimed the rocket launcher at Qiu Yuan, who was holding up dozens of hands, and while imagining the scene of Qiu Yuan's flesh and blood being blown away, he slowly pressed down with his fingers.

at this time--

Behind Shalu, there was a clear sound of horse hooves suddenly.

Getting closer.

"Da da da da"

"Da da da da"