The days of surviving on a desert island with a flight attendant

I saw that the overwhelming army of wreckage had already spread all over the surrounding area, and many of them had crossed the narrow passage and were about to come towards us. There were a large number of them, like endless gray centipedes in a row. The one I saw was just a wrecked man in tattered armor, exuding a strong earthy and rotten smell, with no flesh and blood, white bones, and a rusty axe in his hand ( large axe).

Da da da, the skeleton horse is stepping on the ground rhythmically, and as they come closer, I also find that its broken armor is made of bronze, and the pattern of a flying tiger is engraved on the head of the axe. The dress is still somewhat similar to the murals in the cave, so I judge that the identity of the other party may be related to the past Shurong tribe.

They are getting closer and closer, and the skeleton cavalry who bears the brunt has already raised the ax in his hand and roared towards him.

To deal with one or two, I definitely have a way. Relying on my ability to listen to and distinguish sounds, I can maneuver among them, and I can hide and dodge them. They are just a pile of bones glued together by beard fluid. I have no ability to judge, no five senses They are just shadow puppets in the hands of the shadow puppet master. It is basically no problem to deal with them, but the key is that there are hundreds of them now, which is another matter.

The so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands, with such a large number, even a toy puppet would be fatal. After all, this is not four hands, but thousands of hands, and those gaps have already been made up for.

Seeing the skeleton cavalry swinging the axe, I was about to hold the golden sword to block it, when suddenly there was a sound of galloping and breaking the wind, and there was a bang collision, the skeleton cavalry was instantly knocked apart, and the parts on its body were scattered in all directions. Open, towards the direction it came from, flying without a trace.

Anyway, I dropped the ax on the ground, I picked it up immediately, and rode on Sanfu's back, thinking that no matter what, I couldn't let them rush over, one block one, anyway, it was another narrow road, and another man would be Guan Wan It's not impossible for Fumo to drive, but I don't know if the physical strength is enough. This ax is made of bronze, which is particularly heavy, and it is even more inconvenient to wield it. It is too expensive to swing the Jin Que sword once, it consumes all the spiritual energy in the body at once, how can it be tolerated.

Even if I ask Sanfu to lend me strength, it will be too worn out to use. I am afraid that I, He Sanfu, will die after swinging it a few times. Therefore, for now, this ax is the most ideal defensive tool .

I don't have time to think so much now. Seeing the army of wrecks approaching, all I can do is to protect this place as much as possible. The only way is to think slowly, but the key is to protect Yunwen first, and not let those puppets approach. kill.

Soon those wreckages poured out of the corridor one by one, I tried my best to kill them with one blow, dodged the offensive, swung the axe, and smashed them to pieces with one move, and the three volts also hit left and right, one after another, not daring to stop, more and more There are so many, I can only dodge, attack, dodge, attack, repeat these actions infinitely, and all the future offenders will be hit in pieces. Among them, Sanfu and I cooperate with each other to attack up and down, and we can stabilize a little.

Those guys have no brains, they are just puppets manipulated by silk threads. They don't know what fear is. Killing one is not enough to scare the others. I could stand it, but the longer I dragged on, the more I failed. My arm was so sore from the swing of the ax that I was almost dislocated, and my physical strength was not enough.

In ancient wars, a one-on-one was already very powerful. Now I have almost killed a hundred with one. There are more and more bones piled up in the corridor, some are scattered and some are defeated, but I have already I can't deal with it anymore, otherwise I will fall off the horse in collapse!

"Zhou Bo, you can't go on like this. You and San Fu are almost exhausted. If you're exhausted, you're bound to lose. Come back from the corridor!" Yun Wen yelled worriedly.

"No, if you let them break through, wouldn't you be in danger? Sanfu and I understand this deeply. You hide well. We can leave when I insist on finishing the fight." I said.

After finishing speaking, Sanfu and I hacked and smashed with an axe, and the other smashed with a dragon horn. Fortunately, one of them was used, and the opponent could only come one after another. The latter was defeated by the former and was crushed. The skeleton crossed over again, and continued to rush, and so on, continuously, and I really couldn't move.

Fortunately, after I finally knocked over one, the area where the bones piled up in front temporarily formed a barrier, and the army of bones behind couldn't make any effort, and they couldn't get through for the time being. They had no brains, just one after another. One by one continued to pile forward, and many people in front of them tripped invisibly, and the sound of bones trampling on bones was heard increasing, presumably some kind of stampede happened.

I breathed a sigh of relief, Sanfu also puffed out his nose, and we all rested for a while.

Just as I thought that things might turn around, I wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly I heard the creaking sound again, I had an ominous premonition, and I looked down, only to see that the broken bones that had been beaten just now passed through some special The method was connected again, and it got up from the ground again, just like when it was not broken just now.

I just remembered that they are manipulated by silk threads. If the puppet show does not cut the puppet threads, even if the puppet is broken up, the puppet thread is still holding the power source. After they got off their bodies, the puppet threads were not hindered. From this point of view, their power source was still there, and they were connected by special silk threads, so they returned to their original bodies.

This also means that the efforts Sanfu and I made just now are all futile and just a waste of energy.

One by one, they reassembled the skeletal parts themselves until they fit together, then got up again and prepared to charge us as before, and we were powerless to resist.

"It's endless." I gasped, looking desperate.

At the same time, I also thought about what is called "good trapped objects". In addition to the maze, is it also a battle of trapped beasts to let these remains of the dead come and entangle us again and again?The saying is true.

At this time, an ethereal female voice came from the mind, saying: "Zhou Lang, Huo conquers wood, clings to gold, but doesn't understand the five elements, isn't it a waste?"

A reminder also woke me up in an instant. The wood is endless, but if the fire is extinguished, its life will be cut off!

I hurriedly dropped my ax and axe, grasped the dragon horns of the three-volt period, and pulled out the golden gate. The dragon's energy was borrowed from the three-volt period, and the golden gate shone brightly. I looked at the endless remains of the dead and said: "The so-called rest of the dead, you are building The great tribe of the Golden Sword Sword should not be reduced to the manipulative puppet of this evil thing, and let it humiliate your remains endlessly. Now, let your soul rest in peace with the holy thing built by you .”

Immediately, the Jinque sword shone brightly, and I held it high and shouted: "Fire!"

Suddenly, the golden light split and turned into a red-feathered flaming tiger in the sky, burning all the wreckage in front of it into ashes in an instant. The flaming tiger roared between the heaven and the earth. With the roar of the tiger, all the wreckage was instantly engulfed by the tongue of flames, leaving only layers of ashes scattered with the wind.

By the time the fire was extinguished, those skeletons were no longer there, and the entire corridor was ignited with raging fire, but it became quiet and empty.

"That one just now, is it Qiongqi? It looks like a tiger, has hedgehog fur, and has wings. It is called the beast of Qiongqi, and it is also called Qiongqi's roots eat Gu together. Doesn't it correspond to the sentence that all evils retreat? Qiongqi is edible." Ghosts eliminate epidemics and control Gu, and all evils recede and disperse, so that's how it is." Ting Yunwen murmured.

I put down the golden gate and got off the horse. Yunwen hurried over to help me, thinking that everything was settled, but suddenly a root that clashed from the ground wrapped around my neck. When I looked up, I saw the female root We had already stood in front of the tunnel, and then countless roots wrapped around us in an instant, and the wooden thorns kept piercing our flesh!

This should be its last predicament, but it is enough to trap me, He Yunwen, to death.