Infinite flow: I have a trick! I have a trick for fighting ghosts

Chapter 125: The Dead Town of Broken Flowers 65 [Broken Arm Bone Sword]

Gamble your life, gamble your life.

He bet that if he jumped from the third floor, the spider wouldn't whip him to death in an instant.

Because if we continue to stay in this stalemate, this shaky building will collapse sooner or later.

Once the building collapses, everyone will have to face Zhu Sisi and the terrifying giant spider.

It’s not because Nanyu is kind-hearted and wants to choose to protect them alone, but because he clearly understands that these people will only be throwing their heads away and dying in vain.

If it really comes to that, the entire army will most likely be wiped out in the end, and a look back will not be able to change anything. We still won't be able to find out anything, and we can only start over again helplessly.

Nanyu felt that since the little kid Gui could communicate, then Zhu Sisi might be able to communicate as well.

He was confident that with the blessing of "The Fragments of Pain", he would not die within an incense stick of time.

If I could communicate with Zhu Sisi, then all these difficulties might be solved, which would be great.

But if communication is impossible, then we can only try our best to find the giant spider's weaknesses and Zhu Sisi's flaws.

Shangguan Qingye now has only two death rewinds left. Even if he uses two rewinds here, he will still be stuck here and unable to break through the current predicament.

Therefore, finding flaws and weaknesses became the only way out.

After clearly understanding the idea, Nanyu quickly came to the fence on the third floor and looked down at the situation on the ground with a serious expression.

This glance made his heart sink suddenly.

It seems that the situation underground is not so good. All the white eggs that fell out of Zhu Sisi's abdomen have hatched into baby-faced spiders.

There were six or seven baby-faced spiders of similar size standing on the ground now.

That scene was so weird and disgusting no matter how you looked at it.

Shangguan Qingye and others on the other side had despair on their faces.

They looked at the large number of baby-faced spiders in front of them and felt helpless.

There are so many monsters, it’s impossible to defeat them!

Another whip came lashing out fiercely, with a sharp whistling sound, as if to cut the air apart.

Nanyu reacted quickly and dodged as fast as lightning.

"Wusheng, I might have to jump down soon, so don't follow me. I've been his target from the beginning to the end."

Nanyu turned around and spoke solemnly to Wusheng who was standing next to him.

Wusheng's beautiful eyes were full of hesitation, like ripples in two deep lakes.

Then he shook his head.

"No, it's too dangerous..." Wusheng said in a deep voice, his tone full of worry.

"Wusheng, stop making trouble. Just do as I say and stay upstairs."

Nan Yu interrupted the other person impatiently.

Nan Yu knew in his heart that he would not do anything without confidence. He knew that doing so would inevitably risk his life, but he had no choice but to do it.

"If you keep talking nonsense, I won't want you anymore."

After Nanyu warned again, he didn't look at the other person's face.

Wusheng stood behind him, his eyes dark and bloodshot, looking as if he was about to fall ill.

The bloodshot seemed like the devil's tentacles, twisting in his eyes, making people terrified.

Unfortunately, he didn't have an attack in the end and forced the blood back.

He pretended to be obedient and nodded, then said softly, "Okay, I promise you."

Nanyu turned around and shifted his gaze to his left arm.

At this moment, he didn't even have a suitable weapon in his hand.

The umbrella was entangled in a spider web and couldn't be pulled out. I didn't know which room it was thrown into.

He also threw the skull into the spider web and it fell downstairs.

Now he doesn't have a weapon that the maple leaf can attach to, so it seems he can only make one now.

Nan Yu gritted his teeth, broke his newly grown left arm with a snap, and pulled it off with force.

Blood gushed out from the broken shoulder again, flowing like a red stream.

Nanyu's face just turned a little pale, but he didn't cry out in pain.

Then he looked at Wusheng.

"Help me pull the meat off my hands, leaving only the bones."

Wusheng nodded and took the broken arm from Nanyu's only remaining arm.

Wusheng began to tear off all the flesh from the broken arm with decisive and neat movements, not even sparing the flesh between the finger bones of the palm.

After a while, a complete broken arm with some debris in it appeared in front of Nanyu.

Nanyu took the result in his hand and weighed it.

The moment the broken bone touched Nanyu's remaining arm, something strange happened.

The originally limp wrist with white bones instantly straightened the moment it touched Nanyu's hand, and the fingers of the dry bones suddenly became extremely sharp.

At this moment, Nanyu's hand did not look like he was holding a broken arm, but rather a bone sword made by himself.

Nanyu's brows relaxed a little, and a sense of satisfaction surged in his heart.

Very good, a suitable weapon appeared.

What he held in his hand now was not his own broken arm, but a broken arm bone sword.

This is also the fourth-level move in "The Fragments of Pain" - Broken Arm Bone Sword.

The way to use it is to tear off any of your arms, then tear off the flesh on the broken arm leaving only the bones. When the bones touch the palm, the originally easily broken bones will be turned into an indestructible sword.

This was a trick Nanyu often used in his previous life.

At the very beginning, he embarked on the road to becoming a strong man. He had no weapons, no secret manuals, and no master to teach him, so he could only stumble and grope his way forward on this road with nothing to show him.

He vaguely remembered that the weapon he had used most often was not the dazzling and glittering swords, but his own rotten and heretical bone sword.

He didn't care when others laughed at him. He used the bone sword in his hand to fight against the glittering swords all over the world.

When he couldn't find a suitable sword, he used his arm as a sword for a long time, writing his own legend.

"Fengye, come in." Nanyu said, and Fengye seemed to have heard the call of his master, and jumped respectfully into the bone sword.

In an instant, a layer of red mist suddenly surrounded the bone sword made of arms and palms.

The red mist danced around the bone sword like a lively flame.

Very good! This is a very good sword for temporary use.

"Wusheng, you stay right where you are and don't come down with me. I'm telling you this one last time."

Nanyu instructed seriously, with a hint of threat in his voice.

Wusheng just chuckled, and there was bitterness and complex emotions in his laughter that Nanyu could not feel.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wusheng's voice was low and gentle, as if he was suppressing the emotions deep in his heart.

In fact, Wusheng really wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with Nanyu. As long as Nanyu gave an order, he could completely release his inner feelings and become the sharpest blade in his hand. Unfortunately, Nanyu did not trust him at all.

Never mind, things like love need to be developed step by step.

(ps: The author would like to thank Zhou Fan baby, Bai Liu's bone whip baby, and Han Shujin baby for always being with me.

There is also the pig trotter soup baby from the Beast Training Palace who has been following and urging me to update since I wrote 100,000 words but never commented on it.

There are still many babies who have been following and urging for updates. Thank you all for your company! The author will work hard to update!