Chapter 52 Drinking to strengthen your courage "I have my own means." Mr. Qin smiled lightly, and as he turned his wrist, a small wine jar appeared in his he brought three large bowls and filled them with wine.
"Such a strong aroma of wine, what is this?" Bai Mo was surprised. The wine was bright red and crystal clear, like amber nectar. It was obvious at a glance that it was a rare and good wine. However, what does this have to do with killing the corpse tiger?
Mr. Qin stroked his beard and said with a smile, "As the saying goes, wine can strengthen courage. Wine is the first of a hundred medicines. It can greatly replenish Yang Qi. It is a fiery and fiery thing. Those corpses outside are cold and dirty, and they are most afraid of Yang Qi.
This tandi bone wine is brewed with wolfberry fruits grown from the 300-year-old wolfberry tree in the courtyard. It is even more effective. If you drink it, it will help you. "
Bai Mo immediately agreed, without saying a word, picked up a bowl of wine and drank it in one wine has a sweet aroma and is soft in the mouth, like a strand of nectar passing through the throat and falling straight into the heart.
After finishing one bowl, he drank the remaining two bowls in one go without stopping.
boom! !
After burping, Bai Mo was about to speak when his complexion suddenly changed, as if he had swallowed a scorching sun. A ball of hot heat exploded from his belly, sweeping across his body in an instant, and his skin turned red visibly.
Snapped! !
He waved his hand casually, and with a shrill sound of wind, his clothes rustled.
"It's so hot!" Bai Mo felt that his whole body was unbearably hot, and his strength was unprecedentedly abundant. He could move thousands of kilograms of strength in his movements. An impulse surged into his heart, making him confused. He wanted to rush to the corpse tiger immediately and punch it. Beat to death.
"Okay, okay! Remember this courage!" Mr. Qin said with a smile on his face, "That corpse tiger is too strong and cannot be beaten with ordinary fists and kicks. I will give you another weapon."
As he spoke, Mr. Qin waved towards the wolfberry tree in the courtyard. A rusty iron mace swished out from the root of the tree and flew straight towards Bai Mo.
hum! !
Bai Mo ignored it, reached out and grabbed the mace in the air.
Although he had never used this kind of weapon, he felt inexplicably very comfortable once he got the mace. All kinds of pictures flashed before his eyes, as if someone was passing on the weapon and teaching him how to use the mace step by step.
"This iron mace was used by the owner of the tomb during his lifetime. I raised it together with the wolfberry tree. It has something strange about it. The mace contains a set of mace techniques. When you use it, you will understand it." Mr. Qin looked at it. Holding the mace, with some thought.
The iron mace weighs about three hundred kilograms and is about two inches thick. It is thicker at the back and becomes thinner towards the end. The top is pointed like the top of a body of the mace is square, with four edges but no blades. The edges and corners are protruding. There are sections every six or seven inches apart, for a total of nine sections.
Such a mace can be called a killing weapon in the hand. If an ordinary person encounters it, he will die if he bumps it, or he will be injured if he rubs it.
He waved his mace casually, and the strong wind roared and whined, making the beasts watching in shock restless.
The mace becomes more and more comfortable in the hand, as if there is a sonorous sound in the mind pointing out, "The mace can pass the sword, use the mace method to pay attention to the fierce and fast rain on the white sand, and the mace will disrupt the firewood. The basic methods of the mace method include: There are fourteen techniques including grinding, downward sweep, middle cut, straight chop, side lift, and pinch. The moves include "three horizontally, three vertically, four", collapse, hoop, roll, pick, cut, frame, and hang!"
Boom! ! ! Bai Mo subconsciously shook his hand, and the mace buzzed, causing the airflow near the mace to scatter.
"What a mace!!" He turned the mace upside down and muttered angrily, "With this mace in hand, watch me smash that thing's head!"
After saying that, he turned around and went out to seek out the corpse tiger's bad luck.
Mr. Qin laughed dumbly, knowing that Bai Mo was under the influence of alcohol and became a lot more reckless, so he did not stop him, but just reminded, "I can only hold the corpse tiger for a quarter of an hour, little friend, please hurry up."
Bai Mo burped and didn't look back, just waved his hand . Qin nodded and suddenly thought of something. He suddenly looked at Li He and gave some instructions. Then he looked serious and opened his mouth to spit out a stream of green smoke. It spread quickly and covered the whole house.
In front of the grave, a corpse tiger was lying on a rock. Watching the corpses constantly bombarding the grave, the tiger's head became more and more ferocious, and the rich stench overflowed. The surrounding wild animals scattered in shock, and birds flew away.
At this time, a plume of green smoke suddenly appeared over the tomb. The green smoke grew long in the wind and became as thick as a stone pillar in the blink of an eye.
Before the zombie tiger could react, the green smoke exploded, forming a large net under the cover.
"How brave!" The dragon followed the cloud, the tiger followed the wind, and the corpse tiger roared. The air flow surged and whistled, and a strong wind rolled up on the ground to meet them.
Swish! !
The green smoke seemed to be invisible and qualityless, passing straight through the wilderness without being affected at all. On the contrary, several corpses were picked up by the strong wind, flew seven or eight feet, and hit the rocks, smashing into pieces.
A red light flashed in the corpse tiger's eyes, and he immediately raised a claw, with the tip of the claw spitting out cold light, and grabbed at the big net of green smoke, intending to tear the big net into pieces.
Uh-huh!The cold light from the tiger's claws passed through the net without any effect. The corpse tiger realized something was wrong and was about to jump up, but it was too late.
The next moment, a large net of green smoke entered the body, and the corpse tiger froze instantly, and the red light in his eyes was dull and no longer flickered.
Behind him, Huang Sheng looked inexplicably, and then he was suddenly shocked. The power entangled in his body was mostly silent!He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but as soon as he retreated more than ten feet and entered the forest, he had to stop.
The restraint was still there, unable to stay away from the corpse tiger, and his expression suddenly darkened.
At the tomb, the stone tablet was cracked, and Bai Mo stepped forward with the mace in hand.
The corpses around them all moved for a moment, turned to look at Bai Mo, let out hoarse roars, and swarmed towards them.
Bai Mo's eyes were hazy, he glanced at it, instead of retreating, he advanced. With a low shout, he strode into the group of corpses, raised his mace, and instantly smashed the head of a depressed corpse into pieces. The force was extremely smooth and unobtrusive, better than chopping. It’s hard for melons to go anywhere.
At this time, the corpses had surrounded Bai Mo. Their swords and rocks fell together, and some even pounced on him with bare hands.
Bai Mo was not afraid at all, he casually held the head of a corpse, stepped on it, turned around, exerted force suddenly, used the corpse as a whip, and rotated in a circle, knocking back all the corpses around him, clearing an open space of ten feet.
A sense of joy emerged in his chest, and he used a little more strength in his hands, crushing the head in his hands to explode, and then rushed out in the direction of the corpse tiger.
Bang! Bai Mo's legs were like steel whips. He kicked a corpse away with one kick. He swept the iron mace backhand and broke another corpse in half. Black blood and internal organs flew away.
As the mace vibrated, several mace tricks came to mind, "Qin family mace, 36 in total, the first one, Qinglong comes out of the water."
Bai Mo tilted his head slightly to avoid a claw, then immediately turned around, turned up the mace, and stabbed the tip of the mace into a ferocious head effortlessly.
shock!collapse!Drill! The head exploded with a bang.
The wine strengthened his courage. Bai Mo felt that it was getting hotter and hotter. The more he hit, the more freely he hit, and the force became stronger by more than three points.
(End of this chapter)
