Dancing? Ou Xiangrong was stunned, and his mind couldn't turn around for a while.

This supernatural prop actually invited him to dance.

Ou Xiangrong sneered. Of course he couldn't dance with the enemy's dancing shoes during the battle. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue towards the white gleaming edge of the knife.

As an experienced spiritual walker with an evil profession, he has fought with the Night Walker God many times and knows the skill characteristics of this profession.

Supernatural props are famous for their spookiness. Ou Xiangrong was once entangled with a supernatural prop for several days, which was very difficult to deal with.

But the shortcoming is also obvious, that is, the actual lethality is slightly insufficient.

In addition, supernatural props are generally afraid of things with strong yang energy. Props like this that are suspected of harboring resentful spirits can be suppressed with a mouthful of blood from the tip of the tongue.

Not a big problem.

The red dancing shoes fell together and waited for a few seconds. Seeing that the human in front of him was unwilling to dance with him, he seemed to be angry. A dark red light appeared on the shoes, and with a rapid "ta-da" sound, he rushed towards Ou Xiangrong.

Ou Xiangrong stood still and waited for the red dancing shoes to approach. When it jumped towards the front of the car to attack him, he calmly swung the willow blade in an attempt to inflict heavy damage on the resentful spirit living in the shoes.

However, when the blade slashed through the dancing shoes, it did not feel like it had hit a real object. This pair of strange red dancing shoes seemed to be in another time and space and did not exist in reality.

"Bang bang!"

The next moment, Ou Xiangrong was kicked hard on the chest and face.

He felt the pain that Zhang Yuanqing felt just now, so much that his heart stopped beating and he could hardly breathe. At the same time, his face was in burning pain, and warm liquid flowed from his nose.

This, this is not a prop for the Night Travel God profession. Ou Xiangrong looked stunned and confused, and said in confusion:

"Void?"

The characteristics of this item look a bit like a certain foreign occupation. How can a level 1 Night Wanderer have an item from a foreign occupation?

Before Ou Xiangrong had time to think about it, in Ou Xiangrong's sight, the strange pair of dancing shoes turned around and stepped forward again.

He didn't bother to wipe the nosebleed, and put his arms across his chest. With two bangs, the bewitching demon was kicked and rolled off the roof of the car.

Ou Xiangrong jumped forward, sprinted, rolled, or used vehicles to avoid, and moved around in the spacious underground garage. He avoided most of the trampling by the red shoes.

Unfortunately, he was still stepped on several times, and every time he was stepped on, he suffered severe pain. The injuries from last night's fierce battle broke out, and blood oozed from his organs.

Well, the strong and useless master Zhang Yuanqing watched the battle of the red shoes and was stunned.

He once again became deeply aware of the horror of regular props.

Its pursuit cannot be destroyed or interrupted, and the target can only passively endure its pursuit unless its rules are broken, which is to dance.

But this is unrealistic. Even if Ou Xiangrong gives in to the red shoes and dances tap dancing with shame, he will intervene and make his dance go wrong.

And if the dance steps are wrong, everything is in vain.

However, Zhang Yuanqing also had a clear understanding of the power of the bewitching demon. With the force of the red dancing shoes, Ou Xiangrong was able to withstand it.

The physical body is terrifyingly strong.

"Ou Xiangrong will not wait for death stupidly. When he realizes that he can only be beaten passively and cannot fight back, he will definitely choose to escape."

Zhang Yuanqing has a clear mind, he must sneak attack before the opponent escapes.

We do not seek to kill the enemy, but we must hold back the murderer.

Bang bang!

Ou Xiangrong failed to dodge again and was kicked in the face by red shoes. The kick made him stagger back. His vision went dark and he was dizzy.

Chance!

Zhang Yuanqing sprang out like a cheetah. He grabbed the magic pestle and ran wildly, running in an arc-shaped parabola and going around behind Ou Xiangrong.

He fiercely thrust the Demon-Conquering Pestle towards his back.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a dense fog-like white light blocked the triangular spikes of the Demon-Fighting Pestle.

This power comes from the bronze waist badge that Ou Xiangrong holds tightly in his left hand. It is an ancient waist badge that is full of cracks and blood stains. It looks like the belongings of a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

This is Zhao Yingjun's defensive prop.

"Defense props?"

Zhang Yuanqing, who failed in the sneak attack, was shocked. He made a mistake in his steps and walked quickly around Ou Xiangrong. The demon pestle in his hand struck the white light wall again and again, carving out ripples of light.

This time, with the cover of red dancing shoes, he was not "instantly killed" by this bewitching demon, and narrowly avoided several blades and punches.

Click!

Finally, under the high-frequency strikes of the Demon-Conquering Pestle and the Red Dance Shoes, the bronze waist badge shattered into pieces, and the white light dissipated into light flakes.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's night tour time was over and his body emerged.

Ou Xiangrong seemed to be waiting for this moment, scarlet appeared in his eyes, and twisted and evil runes appeared.

Bewitched!

There was a bang in Zhang Yuanqing's head, and he lost his ability to think, as if he had forgotten that he was in a battle. At the same time, a voice echoed in his mind:

Put down your weapons and don't resist. Put down your weapons and don't resist.

Ou Xiangrong laughed ferociously, and drew the willow blade at the neck of the young night wanderer.

He would rather withstand the attack of the terrifying pair of dancing shoes than use this defensive item. The purpose was to wait for the Night Walker to take the initiative to attack.

This prop from the scout profession has already been half damaged. If it were used in advance, it would be completely damaged after it can resist the dancing shoes for a moment at most.

He simply endured it and deliberately used a flaw to lure the other party to take action.

As he expected, the young night wanderer lacked experience and could not control his temper, so he was fooled.

However, just before the blade crossed the young Night Walker's neck, Ou Xiangrong saw the other person's body suddenly collapse, and the willow blade swept against the scalp, cutting off a few hairs.

The pair of red dancing shoes that were chasing him fiercely appeared on the feet of the Night Travel God at some point, and forced him to make a horse movement to avoid his own throat slit.

At the same time, Ye Youshen, who was supposed to be bewitched, had a bright golden light in his eyes, and instantly got rid of his confused state. He flicked his legs and slammed himself into Ou Xiangrong.

Ou Xiangrong didn't expect such a situation at all. He didn't expect that a mere level 1 night wandering god could get rid of his own spell.

At this time, he still maintained the posture of swinging the sword, unable to withdraw his strength, and could only watch the brass pestle stabbing his chest.

"puff!"

The flesh and blood were torn apart, and a brilliant golden light erupted from the tip of the demon-subduing pestle, burning out all the life in the chest.

Ou Xiangrong's vision went dark, and he almost fainted from the pain, but after all, he was a bewitched demon who had experienced hundreds of battles. His potential exploded when he was about to die. He pulled back his right arm and dragged the willow blade towards the throat of the Night Walker God.

At the same time, tighten the muscles of your left arm, flick your elbow joint, and turn your left fist into a powerful spear that stabs the enemy's shoulder.

Zhang Yuanqing raised his head violently to avoid the sharp blade that cut his throat, but was immediately hit in the shoulder by Ou Xiangrong's punch and flew out like a sandbag.

Bang!

Zhang Yuanqing crashed into a commercial vehicle, and the window was full of cracks. Before his falling body hit the ground, it was erased inch by inch and disappeared from Ou Xiangrong's field of vision.

& nbs sps; he entered the night travel status again.

Ou Xiangrong didn't look at him, and staggered towards Xu Yingying.

His heart has been destroyed, and the only thing that can save him now is the essence and blood of living people. He needs to kill people to enter a violent state.

Then he rushed out of the underground garage and bloodbathed the campus. He used the bloodthirsty characteristics of the bewitching demon to repair his injuries and reverse life and death.

But if this happens, his moral value will definitely fall below 60, he will be wanted by the spirit realm, and will be surrounded and killed by all the spirit realm walkers in the city, but he can't care about that much now.

"Da da da"

Two dark red glimmers of light appeared out of thin air, turning into a pair of brand new red dancing shoes, intercepting Ou Xiangrong.

To Ou Xiangrong at this time, the sound of footsteps was simply a death knell, the sigh of death, and the pronouncement of the King of Hell.

"Bang bang!"

Ou Xiangrong's face was trampled and his face was bloody and bloody. He tilted his head and fell uncontrollably, but at the last moment, Ou Xiangrong threw out the willow blade in his hand.

The sharp weapon with a total length of forty centimeters turned into a beam of silver light and shot towards Xu Yingying in the distance.

Ou Xiangrong stared at the blade.

Ding!

Suddenly, sparks spattered, and the willow blade was knocked away by a brass pestle sticking out of the void, and a figure stood out next to Xu Yingying.

It was Zhang Yuanqing.

Seeing this scene, the hope in Ou Xiangrong's eyes turned into despair and unwillingness.

At this time, the red dancing shoes fell from the sky and trampled on his face, flattening the bridge of his nose, cracking his lips, and causing two of his eyeballs to pop out.

Ou Xiangrong's hands and feet convulsed several times and he completely lost his life.

Zhang Yuanqing sat down next to Xu Yingying and exhaled a long breath, as if he was exhausted.

At this moment, anger was boiling in his chest, and his hands and feet were shaking constantly.

This is not fear, it is the excitement caused by the surge of adrenaline. When people are in danger and urgently need to save themselves, adrenaline will be secreted crazily. In this state, people will kill in the true sense without blinking an eye.
To be continued...