Chapter 152 If a Person Is Killed, He Will Die!!

The horrible evil wind rolled back, and Feng Yuhuai's cheek muscles seemed to be blown into a pit by the strong wind.

Her scalp exploded, and in a hurry, she quickly raised her hands to cover her chest.

"Puppetry·Undressing the Puppet!!"

Countless thin threads suddenly surged from her arms. These threads seemed to have life, and they quickly intertwined in an instant to form a layer of soft cotton armor.

Almost at the same moment, she lost her human taste from her arms to half of her body, as if she was transformed by magic and turned into a bloodless and fleshless puppet doll.

Bang! Puff!

The puppet's arms were pierced, and the soft chest fabric was extremely concave, sending out circles of air waves.

The floor under the puppet groaned under the heavy load, and the concrete cracked into dense gullies, and the steel bars inserted inside were dented and broken.

There was a loud bang.

The floor collapsed with a bang, and the puppet, like a cannonball, smashed down the floor of the next floor with its remaining force. After the collision, it rebounded with amazing force.

Feng Yuhuai's eyes went dark. Even though she had turned into a puppet, she could still feel the terrifying force surging in her body, as if the whole world was shaking.

Her head felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and it was extremely dull. Even with her puppet body, she could not completely resist and remove this terrible impact.

The puppet state was difficult to maintain, and Feng Yuhuai was beaten back to human form in an instant.

Blood spurted out of her mouth, the color was as deep as ink. She could feel that her internal organs had suffered varying degrees of damage, and her tendons and bones were broken all over her body, especially the muscles in her arms, which were almost shattered.

What was even more terrifying was that there was even a crack on Feng Yuhuai's skull, and the white crack could vaguely glimpse the scene inside: the squirming brain matter and the trembling silk thread cotton were mixed together, like tofu brain mixed with cotton swaying.

Such injuries would have been fatal to ordinary people, enough to kill people in an instant.

However, for the half-puppetized Feng Yuhuai, she could still barely maintain her life.

As long as there was still "blood food" from the last meal in her body, the essence had not been completely consumed.

In other words, as long as the puppet mother clone in her body had not been beaten to death by hunger, she would be able to use all kinds of incredible puppetry to mend her tattered body.

"Praise the puppet mother!"

For the first time, Feng Yuhuai's heart was filled with sincere praise, and she sincerely praised the great power of the puppet mother.

Even at that moment, she unexpectedly felt a wave of gratitude to Feng Mu.

After all, if Feng Mu had not accidentally placed her under the sight of the puppet mother, which led to the decisive parasitic transformation, she, Feng Yuhuai, might have been reduced to a pool of unrecognizable rotten meat at this moment.

In a flash, all kinds of thoughts flashed through Feng Yuhuai's mind, and then he instantly focused his attention and looked up at the top floor.

There, the center of the floor had collapsed, forming a huge hole. Several floor slabs were like a puzzle played by fate, barely connected by twisted steel bars, shaking like a broken lotus root.

They tilted down, as if they were obediently paved into a winding and suspended staircase under the feet of the man who exuded a terrifying aura.

Rolling...

Chang Qingsen's body seemed to be unwilling to stay on the top floor, tilting and sliding down, falling down, less than a few meters away from Feng Yuhuai.

Feng Yuhuai's pupils shrank slightly, and he didn't dare to look away at all, staring at the man on the top of the building without blinking.

The latter looked down from a high place, one hand gently supporting the frame of the glasses, looking gentle and elegant, and the other hand was steaming with heat waves, with broken red lines hanging on it, looking terrifying and violent.

"Who on earth provoked this lunatic to me?"

Feng Yuhuai felt cold in her heart, and the blood dripping from her forehead flowed into her eyes, making her eyes more vicious.

"Nice eyes, but unfortunately, eyes alone can't kill people."

[Zheng Hang] walked down the winding steps slowly, and the cold lenses reflected the coldness that penetrated into his bones.

"Yuhuai, I'll teach you a lesson. When facing an enemy who can kill you, no matter how much resentment you have, you must show the gentleness of a sheep, otherwise..."

Feng Yuhuai's eyes shrank sharply into needle points. The figure walking down the stairs in her sight was still walking down, but the voice came from the back of her head.

"Otherwise, you will really die!"

Feng Yuhuai felt cold all over. She twisted her waist without thinking and kicked back with her toes.

Snap!

The toes seemed to poke on the iron plate, and she lightly touched it. Suddenly, she retreated with the recoil, and the other toe slipped on the ground, and the whole person retreated violently.

Behind him, the face of [Zheng Hang] that made her palpitate came into view. Feng Yuhuai quickly turned her head and glanced at the figure on the steps again.

The figure who came down the stairs still maintained a steady pace and moved slowly down.

However, at the moment when he took another step, the figure suddenly disappeared, as if it was suddenly erased by an invisible eraser.

"It's that kind of ghost again, those ghosts are not illusory afterimages, but can move?!!"

Feng Yuhuai felt that the man in front of her was getting more and more weird. She twisted her waist and retreated, swinging her left and right hands to shoot out silk threads, nailing them to the surrounding walls.

Then he pulled and tugged, and his whole body flew into the air. By constantly pulling and changing the silk thread, he changed his position in the air, and in an instant, he escaped dozens of meters away.

Feng Yuhuai looked at the ghosts behind him, [Zheng Hang] who was chasing him closely, and his feet suddenly stopped, and all the strength in his body was pumped into his right hand.

"You can't kill me!!!" Feng Yuhuai screamed, "Puppet Technique·Red Bite!"

His whole body was burning with blood, and his right arm suddenly expanded and burst. Countless red lines whistled and condensed into a man-eating giant flower that chose people to devour, opening its bloody mouth and biting down [Zheng Hang] on the head.

At the same time, Feng Yuhuai's left leg twisted flexibly as if it had no bones, instantly tearing through the air, pulling out a sound of a snake spitting out its tongue, and kicking [Zheng Hang]'s lower body at a sinister angle.

This move is the most insidious move in [Hua She Jin] - Snake Tail Whip!

The two killing moves were performed at the same time, like two sharp spears, piercing Zheng Hang's vital points unexpectedly.

One up and one down, one bright and one dark, the two forces intertwined into a death net, with the force of thunder and lightning, fiercely stabbing Zheng Hang's fatal point, making him unable to avoid and defend.

[Zheng Hang]'s face was calm, his eyes were dark and deep, and he said indifferently: "Okay, let's end this warm farce here!"

[Zheng Hang] stood in place, raised his arms quickly, spread his five fingers, and one by one, the white finger bones popped out, like five ferocious sickle hooks, swinging quickly from bottom to top.

The air was rippled with visible ripples, and a strong, indescribable cold feeling rushed into the giant mouth of the man-eating plant.

At the same time, [Zheng Hang]'s right foot took advantage of the situation and raised and blocked, brazenly hitting Feng Yuhuai's kick.

In the head-on collision, Feng Yuhuai's toes stabbed at the opponent's knees like sharp arrows, and the snake whip's fangs were instantly broken.

A crisp sound echoed in the air, and Feng Yuhuai's toes felt a sharp pain instantly, and the whole body became unstable and shaky.

And the man-eating plant she swung suddenly stopped in the air, as if the throat of fate was strangled.

Being penetrated by an iron hand, it broke into pieces inside, as if it was madly stirred by countless scissors, and instantly from the inside to the outside, it was shredded into flying petals.

"Yuhuai, you have to understand that people will die if they are killed. If you don't die, you should be grateful that I love you deeply enough!"

Echoing in the rain of petals floating all over the sky, a mysterious and playful whisper echoed, as if the god of death was whispering softly in the ear.

This voice, like a faint blue phosphorescent fire in the night wind, was irresistibly engraved into the depths of Feng Yuhuai's soul. From time to time, it would echo repeatedly in her mind on lonely nights, and it would last for a long time.

Feng Yuhuai's pupils gradually became blurred. I don't know if it was the hallucination before death. She vaguely saw the shadow of another face from the face that was so close?

Feng Yuhuai didn't have time to think, and she was shocked to find that a palm fell from the sky and grabbed her chest without any warning. The momentum was extremely fierce and could not be explained.

Moreover, before the palm touched her skin, she heard a crane cry in her ears, sharp and long, like a sharp blade tearing through the sky.

The evil wind in front of her chest was like a raging wave, fierce and cruel, instantly tearing Feng Yuhuai's clothes into pieces. The fierce force made Feng Yuhuai's "puppetized" body feel the threat of death.

With a sharp sound, the flesh and bones seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and the silky-slim flesh turned into rotten meat and blood, splattering everywhere.

Feng Yuhuai's body instantly arched into the shape of a prawn, flew backwards, drew a shrill arc in the air, and hit several piles of broken waste heavily.

Then, as if it was the most malicious joke of fate, her body finally fell squarely on Chang Qingsen's body.

Then, her body slid down weakly, like a puppet without support, slid down limply, overlapped with the body padded like a meat pie under her, and lay quietly together...