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Chapter 172 Died on the spot with two legs kicked.(1/2)

Casting onmyoji requires a lot of energy.

This is because the blind man has profound skills. If he is not strong enough, he will suffer backlash after forcibly performing some powerful Yin and Yang techniques.

For a moment, my heart was in doubt.

Will the blind man be his opponent?

That store owner is not a simple person.

Even among the Ye family, he is the strongest among the strong.

After the little paper man stood firm, suddenly, the blind man bit his finger violently.

On the altar cloth three inches away from the little paper figure, there are parallel gestures. I don’t know what they are written on, but they look like ghost drawings.

I don't know if it's because of my blindness.

After all, even when a person is blind, his handwriting is crooked.

However, the whole process was smooth and smooth, and finally ended at the corner of the table.

A white candle was lit on each side of the blood line.

He waved the mahogany sword in his hand and began to drive the standing little paper man to cross the blood rune line.

Until now, I finally understand.

The two of them are now fighting each other.

As long as the little paper man can successfully cross over, the blind man will win, and I will be saved.

Otherwise it fails.

I watched every move of the little paper man with my eyes nervously.

Driven by the blind man, the little paper man moved towards the blood line bit by bit!

This step is very light.

Compared to the girl I just had, her footsteps are even smaller.

But it made me anxious.

At this time, more than half of the incense has been burned. If it continues like this, it may be difficult to overcome it.

I was on the sidelines, like an ant on a hot pot, anxiously circling around.

But he had no choice but to stare blankly.

But the more I looked at it, the more anxious I became. I wanted to step forward and give it a hard push.

The little paper man took a few steps at first, and it was smooth and not sluggish. But then the little paper man seemed to be affected by something, and he stopped when he was close to the blood rune line!

In an instant, the blind man's expression changed in shock.

I'm almost on my knees too.

The battle is now approaching a fever pitch.

Lose or win, do it again.

My breathing became rapid, and I prayed silently in my heart, taking one step at a time.

But that man was also doing the same thing, fighting desperately against the blind man.

This continued for more than ten seconds, and the little paper man still couldn't move.

The sweat beads on the blind man's face were already dripping down one after another, dripping down bit by bit along his cheeks.

At this time, his old face had several layers of wrinkles due to exertion.

Incense is burned less and less.

what to do?

I didn't dare to disturb him.

People must be quiet when casting spells. Once disturbed, the consequences will be disastrous.

The blind man looked like Alexander, and he directly used the mahogany sword, and angrily raised the sword and slapped the little paper man.

"Snapped……"

Oops, I'll go.

I felt like the sword was hitting me, and I only felt a pain in my back.

Damn, this is so weird,

It was obviously a little paper figurine that was hit, so why was it me who was hurt?

The baby is feeling miserable, but he doesn't say anything.

I gritted my teeth and said nothing, for fear of disturbing the blind man.

The next moment, I staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Suddenly, I felt another force slap on my head.

I wipe,

Love these two

People, are they all beating me?

The blind man made a buzzing sound in his mouth, moved his head slightly from side to side, used magic and spells to double-bless it, and finally gently slapped the little paper man with the Taoist brush in his hand.

Being pulled by the two forces, the paper man's body was trembling in place, sometimes advancing and sometimes retreating.

At this moment, I felt like my head was about to burst and the pain was unbearable.

I feel like that little paper man is my soul.

Suddenly I remembered what the blind man said before: No matter what happens next, you must stop, otherwise you will never wake up again.

Only then did I understand the subtext in the blind man’s words just now.

All right,

I had no choice but to choose to be strong.

This kind of pain comes from the depths of the soul and is more uncomfortable than physical pain.

It's just that the little paper man has been stubborn, over and over again, and has never crossed the blood line.

Seeing this scene, the blind man became furious. He suddenly flipped back, quickly grabbed a handful of glutinous rice grains from the bowl with his left hand, and quickly threw it towards the top of the candle. Then he heard the buzzing sound.

With a sound, a ball of flame suddenly appeared!

By this time I was no longer shocked.

The operation of a blind man is not like that of an old man.

Many of the old man's tricks are just tricks. To put it bluntly, I feel like they are just deceiving people. But this is the real skill of the blind man.

True onmyoji.

Wave after wave of magical operations made me fall to the ground in admiration and admiration.

I feel that if you can take a blind man as your teacher, it will definitely be worth it.

Immediately afterwards, the blind man and a monkey stole the peach, grabbed another handful of glutinous rice grains, and sprinkled it on top of another candle. There was another buzzing sound, and a strange flame burned in the air.

At the same time, the Taomu Sword continued to swing, and once again walked the slightly eye-catching Gang steps before. It also chanted mantras and added hand seals to continuously increase its power.

Drive the little paper man towards the blood rune line drawn before again.

Everyone on the sidelines looked nervous.

You know, his opponent is the mysterious store owner.

Last night in the woods, I witnessed the awesomeness of the shop owner.

A master of yin and yang magic.

I didn't even see anyone else, but I almost saw the King of Hell.

And that weird paper coffin.

However, the blind man can indeed compete with him.

The blind man is stronger than I thought!

I'm afraid blind people usually deliberately underestimate their own strength.

Judging from his skillful movements just now, he was as fierce as a tiger. If he didn't have more than ten years of skills, he probably wouldn't be able to do this.

There are also those few miraculous operations, which are not something that ordinary people can do.

I have studied Onmyoji and know the difficulties of practicing Onmyoji.

At every level of Onmyoji, if you want to go further, it is no exaggeration to say that it is like reaching the sky.

At this moment, the way I looked at the blind man changed dramatically.
To be continued...
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