Chapter 52 Seven Ghosts Eat Souls

Han Li's face began to turn blue. He looked at Dr. Mo and held up the strange blade high.

In the sunlight, the blade sparkles, making it even more strange.

He couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart, but reason told him that the other party had taken so much effort to capture him alive and would never take his life without saying a word. The other party was just intimidating him.

Therefore, when he saw the sharp blade slowly fall from the sky and stuck straight into him, he still didn't say a word and barely kept his calm.

It was not until the blade of the strange blade was only half an inch away from his head, and the tip of his hair had felt a chill that he slowly closed his eyes, and a trace of regret flashed in his mind.

"Does the other party really want to poison? If I had known this, it would have been better to beg for mercy, and maybe a glimmer of vitality could be retained. I'm still very young, and I really don't want to die like this. When the parents of the family knew the news of their death, they didn't know if they would be sad and regret sending him to Qixuanmen..."

Facing the juncture of life and death, Han Li's mind suddenly had distractions, and all kinds of thoughts surged into his mind. It seemed that at this moment, he had experienced the joys and sorrows of life, and had a great understanding of life and death.

The sound of the sharp blade stabbing the human body came over.

Han Li trembled slightly, but then he was surprised. He didn't feel any pain.

"What's going on?" He opened his eyes in shock.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Han Li was stunned.

He unexpectedly saw that the strange blade was inserted into Dr. Mo's own shoulder, and it also went deep into his body, leaving only the handle exposed outside, trembling slightly. Perhaps because it was too sharp, not a drop of fresh blood leaked out, which seemed extremely strange.

Han Lizheng was stunned, but Dr. Mo praised him in a normal way.

"Tsk tsk! Kid, you are really a little bold. Unexpectedly, the blade is on your neck, and you still don't open your mouth to beg for mercy. You really have you!"

"When I was walking in the world, I saw many heroes and good men who claimed not to be afraid of death in front of people, but once they fell into my hands, with a little threat, they all turned into dogs and bears one by one, kneeling on their knees and begging for mercy, looking like they were greedy for life and fear of death."

Han Li was stunned when he heard it. He opened his mouth and stted his tongue. He didn't know how to deal with it.

In fact, he almost made a fool of himself just now, but he had been holding on all the time. In the end, he still had a trace of luck in his heart, thinking that the other party could not really attack him, so he got through the test. What's more, he is too thin-skinned. He is embarrassed to change his face and beg for mercy.

Now in the face of Dr. Mo's continuous praise, Han Li naturally would not explain it on purpose, but all kinds of feelings rose in his heart. I don't know whether I should be happy or depressed.

Just when Han Li was thinking a lot, Dr. Mo had quickly inserted the remaining strange blades all over his body, leaving only the handles with ghost heads exposed.

When Han Li came back to his senses, he was horrified to find that there were a total of seven sharp blades, which were inserted into Dr. Mo's shoulders, legs, lower abdomen, chest and other parts respectively. From a distance, it looked like a corpse divided by a random blade.

After reading it, Han Li was both funny and surprised. Knowing that the other party was so self-harming, I'm afraid he was showing an extremely powerful skill. I don't know if it was used to deal with him?

After inserting the strange blade, Dr. Mo stopped talking. Instead, he bent down and turned to the opposite side of Han Li. Then he closed his eyes and entered the state, no longer being distracted by the things outside him.

Han Li's heart moved and he felt that this was a rare escape opportunity. He wanted to move his hands and feet, but when he only moved his body, he suddenly felt that his shoulders sank, and he immediately couldn't move again.

Han Li smiled bitterly. How could he forget this giant man again? With him staring at him without leaving, how could he have a chance!

It seems that Dr. Mo had thought deeply about it long before entering the order, and he was not afraid of what tricks he would play at all. This giant man named "Iron Slave" doesn't know what kind of monster it is. Unexpectedly, like Dr. Mo's "Magic Silver Hand", his whole body can't be entered by knives and guns, even the most deadly weakness of men is the same. He fell into the hands of this person today.

Han Li was thinking about the giant man in his heart, but the other person in front of him had a strange change.

Dr. Mo's face began to twitch, and his whole body kept shaking, and his face was also deformed by the distortion of his muscles. He seemed to be enduring great pain. With several sharp blades inserted in his body, he couldn't help but feel sinister and terrible, as if a chill slowly rose in the house.

Suddenly, Dr. Mo stopped pumping and trembling, but from the depths of his throat, there was a low roar, which was full of primitive beastly nature. At this moment, Dr. Mo seemed to be no longer an old man, but a fierce beast that had just come out of the mountains and forests.

Then, something more terrible happened. The ghost fog that had appeared on Dr. Mo's face a year ago has now emerged again.

Compared with before, this ghost fog is completely different. It is much thicker and darker than before. After covering Dr. Mo's face, it seems to wear a black mask to cover his true face.

The tentacles transformed from the ghost fog from time to time have also changed dramatically. The black fog faintly flowing on the tentacles is smooth and bright, with full texture, as if it has a solid, stretching on Dr. Mo's face and constantly dancing wildly.

Dr. Mo's hands and fingers were lotus-shaped, and he pinched a strange gesture. His lips were moving slightly, as if he was reciting a word. Just because his voice was too low, Han Li couldn't hear it.

With Dr. Mo's inexplicable action, the fog on his face seemed to be angered, like cold water poured into a hot oil pan, and began to roll and boil. More small tentacles stretched out from it, demonstrating with teeth and claws, as if to stop Dr. Mo from acting further.

Just when the black fog became thickest, Dr. Mo opened his eyes. Through the thick black fog, Han Li could still see that his eyes were full of divine light.

"Seven Ghosts Eat Souls"

Dr. Mo shouted and called out the name of the secret art he used.