From one person to nine to five

Chapter 704 Generals and Ministers (5)

Xu Fu launched the attack first, wielding his golden spear, like a golden dragon tumbling in the wind and rain. The spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and pointed directly at the heart of the general of the Zombie King.

The King of Zombies was not in a hurry. His arm turned into a black shadow and blocked Xu Fu's attack. The sound of metal collision echoed in the night sky, and sparks flew everywhere.

The King of Zombies fought back. His fist was like a hammer, striking towards Xu Fu's head with a sound of breaking through the air.

Xu Fu dodged the attack nimbly with a sway of his body, and at the same time, he swept his long spear towards the waist of the general of the Zombie King.

The body of the Zombie King Jiang Chen was extremely hard. Although the long spear was sharp, it could only leave a shallow mark on his armor.

The battle intensified, Xu Fu's long spear was like a violent storm, constantly attacking the king and his ministers. Each attack was with the force of thunder and lightning, trying to break the defense of the king and his ministers.

King Jiang Chen was like an unshakable mountain. No matter how fierce Xu Fu's attack was, he could take it steadily.

The counterattack of the Zombie King Jiang Chen should not be underestimated either. Each of his attacks contains enormous power, enough to split mountains and crack rocks.

Xu Fu relied on his agility and the flexibility of his long spear to avoid the fatal blows of the zombie king Jiang Chen again and again. The use of the Hundred Claws began with Jiang Chen's momentum.

His body sank slightly, his legs slightly bent, like a beast ready to attack. His breathing began to become heavy, and every breath was like a low roar before a storm, and the air around him trembled slightly with the fluctuations of his breath.

Then, Jiang Chen's hands began to change. His fingers became extremely flexible, dancing like a spirit snake, and a faint black gas emanated from his fingertips, which was a manifestation of his internal strength being condensed to the extreme.

His palms gradually became as hard as iron, and every time he clenched his fists, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of compressed air bursting.

With a low roar from the general, the Hundred Claws were officially unleashed. His figure moved as fast as a ghost, leaving deep claw marks on the ground with every step. His hands waved at an astonishing speed, and every swing was accompanied by a sharp sound of tearing the air.

The shadows of his claws were like black lightning, interweaving into an impenetrable net in the air, covering Xu Fu.

Facing this violent attack, Xu Fu did not dare to be careless. He tightly grasped the golden spear, and the golden light of the spear drew dazzling tracks in the air.

His steps were steady, and every move accurately avoided the claws of the general. His long spear either stabbed, stabbed, swept or blocked, and every swing just right resolved the general's attack.

The power of the Hundred Claws lies in the perfect combination of speed and strength. Every swing of the claws by the general contains huge destructive power, enough to tear apart the hardest rock.

His claws are like real claws, and every contact can leave deep marks. His attacks have no fixed routines, and every swing is full of changes, making it difficult to predict.

Under the attack of his generals and ministers, Xu Fu was like a lone boat swaying in a strong wind, but every time he swung his sword, he was as steady as a rock, demonstrating his deep inner strength and superb martial arts.

His golden spear and Jiang Chen's Hundred-Rending Claws kept colliding in the air, and each collision produced dazzling sparks, like festive fireworks, brilliant but short-lived.

The battle continued. Jiang Chen's Hundred Claws were like a never-ending storm, while Xu Fu was like an indestructible reef, standing firm no matter how fierce the storm was.

The battle between the two was like a dynamic painting, showing the ultimate confrontation of strength and skill.

As the battle progressed, Jiang Chen's Hundred Ripping Claws became more and more violent, and every swing of his claws seemed to tear the air apart.

His attacks became more fierce, and every swing of his claws made a sound of breaking through the air, as if he wanted to completely devour Xu Fu. However, Xu Fu remained unchanged in the face of all changes. His golden spear was like a guardian god, and every swing accurately blocked the general's attack.

As the battle continued, the confrontation between Xu Fu and his ministers entered a white-hot stage.

Xu Fu's golden spear sparkled brightly in the sun, and every time it was swung, it was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, while Jiang Chen's Hundred-Rending Claws were like a ghost in the dark night, silent but extremely deadly.

Jiang Chen's Hundred Ripping Claws were upgraded again, and his internal strength reached its limit. Every swing carried the power to tear everything apart.

His claw shadows became denser, almost covering all of Xu Fu's retreat routes, as if to completely block Xu Fu in this realm of death. Each of his attacks was extremely accurate, as if he could predict Xu Fu's every move, making it difficult for Xu Fu to find a chance to counterattack.

Facing the violent attacks of his generals and ministers, Xu Fu remained calm. His golden spear was like an extension of his will, and every swing was full of power and wisdom.

His eyes were firm, and he never wavered even under the Hundred Claws of the General. His long spear poked, stabbed, swept, or blocked, and each swing just resolved the General's attack, showing his extraordinary combat wisdom and skills.

During the battle, Xu Fu began to look for flaws in Jiang Chen's Hundred Claws. He noticed that although Jiang Chen's attacks were like a violent storm, there was a moment of pause between each attack.

Xu Fu decided to take advantage of this and began to adjust his battle rhythm. He was no longer passively defensive, but instead began to look for opportunities to counterattack.

Xu Fu's golden spear began to become more flexible, and his attacks were no longer limited to defense, but began to intersperse among the claw shadows of the generals.

His long spear was like a golden dragon, shuttling between the claws of the general, looking for an opportunity to counterattack. Every attack of Xu Fu was extremely accurate, and his long spear could always find a gap in the claws of the general, giving the general a heavy blow.

Jiang Chen sensed Xu Fu's change, and his Hundred Ripping Claws became more violent, trying to suppress Xu Fu's counterattack.

The shadows of his claws were like black lightning, interweaving into a denser net in the air, trying to completely block Xu Fu.

However, Xu Fu's golden spear was like a golden light, always able to find a way out from the general's claws and continue his counterattack.

The battle became more intense, and every attack of Xu Fu and Jiang Chen was full of power and skill. Xu Fu's golden long spear and Jiang Chen's Hundred Claws collided continuously in the air, and every collision burst out dazzling sparks, like festive fireworks, brilliant but short-lived.

The battle between the two was like a dynamic painting, showing the ultimate confrontation between strength and skill. In this epic duel, Xu Fu finally decided to use his spearmanship - spearmanship like a waterfall. This is a fierce and continuous attack technique like a waterfall, and each strike contains powerful power and precise control.

Xu Fu's spearmanship was like a waterfall, and it started with his internal strength. His breath became deep and steady, like a volcano about to erupt.

He held the golden spear tightly in both hands, feeling the resonance between the weapon and the power in his body. Xu Fu's spearmanship is not only a martial art, but also an art. Every swing is full of rhythm and beauty.

With Xu Fu's low shout, the spearmanship was officially launched. His golden spear drew golden tracks in the air, like the water in a waterfall, continuous.

His attacks were no longer in a single straight line, but became varied and unpredictable. His long spear sometimes cascaded like a waterfall, sometimes like a winding stream. Each attack was full of changes, making it difficult for the general to predict.

Xu Fu's spearmanship was like a waterfall, and every strike contained a strong internal force. His long spear was not only a weapon, but also an extension of his internal force.

Every time he swung his sword, he could feel the surge of his inner strength, like the force of a waterfall hitting a rock, shocking. His attack was not only a blow to the body, but also a blow to the spirit. Every attack made the general feel a huge pressure.

Under the powerful spear skills of Xu Fu, the general's Hundred Ripping Claws became even more violent.

His claw shadows became denser, trying to resist Xu Fu's waterfall-like attack. However, Xu Fu's attack was like the water flow in a waterfall, penetrating every hole, always finding the gaps in the general's defense and dealing him a heavy blow.

Xu Fu's spearmanship is not only an attacking skill, but also a kind of fighting wisdom. Each of his strikes is not only to defeat the opponent, but also to find the opponent's weakness and prepare for the final decisive blow.

His attack was like a waterfall, constantly washing away the general's defense, trying to find the last flaw. Xu Fu's spearmanship was like a waterfall, and each strike was like the flow of water in a waterfall, continuous and powerful.

His golden spear drew golden tracks in the air, and every swing was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, as if it could tear the air apart.

Xu Fu's attack was no longer limited to the tip of the spear, but the entire spear became his weapon. Whether it was the shaft or the sharp edge of the spear, it could become a fatal attack in an instant.

Facing Xu Fu's spearmanship, Jiang Chen's Hundred Claws became even more violent. His hands were like black lightning, and every swing brought the power to tear everything apart.

The shadows of his claws intertwined in the air into an impenetrable net, trying to capture every attack of Xu Fu.

Every time Jiang Chen swung his claws, there were changes. His attacks were no longer limited to straight lines, but became curves and arcs, trying to bypass Xu Fu's long spear and directly attack his vital points.

In the close combat, Xu Fu and his ministers both demonstrated amazing reaction speed and combat instincts.

Xu Fu's golden spear shuttled between Jiang Chen's claws, accurately blocking Jiang Chen's attacks every time. His spear sometimes lifted up, sometimes swept across, and sometimes stabbed straight. Each attack was full of changes, making Jiang Chen unpredictable.

Each of Xu Fu's attacks was not only to repel the generals and ministers, but also to find the generals and ministers' weaknesses and prepare for the final decisive blow.

Jiang Chen also showed amazing fighting skills under Xu Fu's spearmanship. His Hundred Claws were still able to find opportunities to counterattack under Xu Fu's long spear attack.

His hands were as flexible as a snake, and every time he swung his claws, he could find a gap in Xu Fu's long spear attack and deal a heavy blow to Xu Fu. Every attack of Jiang Chen was full of power, and his claw shadows were like real claws, and every contact could leave a deep mark.

Jiang Chen's counterattack began when he took a deep breath, and his body began to emit an ominous aura. His eyes turned blood red, as if there was a flame burning in them. His body began to tremble, as if gathering some kind of terrifying power.

Xu Fu noticed Jiang Chen's change, but he did not retreat. Instead, he focused more on preparing for Jiang Chen's counterattack.

Suddenly, the general opened his mouth, and a black mist gushed out of his mouth. This was his corpse poison, an extremely deadly poison that could quickly corrode the enemy's body and soul.

The corpse poison spread rapidly in the air, forming a black cloud that enveloped Xu Fu.

Seeing this, Xu Fu immediately became alert. He knew how powerful the corpse poison was and didn't dare let it get close to him. He quickly retreated, waving his golden spear and creating a golden barrier in front of him.

Every time Chang Ge swung, he carried with him a powerful internal force, trying to push away the corpse poison.

The general's corpse poison is not just a poison gas, it also contains the general's internal strength and resentment. Once this poison gas comes into contact with the enemy, it will quickly erode the enemy's armor and then invade the enemy's body, causing continuous damage.

The effect of corpse poison is closely related to the internal strength of the general. The more powerful the general, the more deadly his corpse poison is.

Xu Fu's golden spear squeaked under the erosion of the corpse poison, as if even this golden weapon could not resist the invasion of the corpse poison. Xu Fu's face became solemn, he knew that he had to find a way to deal with the corpse poison as soon as possible, otherwise he would be in an extremely dangerous situation.

The poison in Jiang Chen's corpse was like a messenger of death, constantly pouring out of his mouth, forming a thick black poisonous fog that enveloped the entire battlefield. This poisonous fog not only corroded the air, but also carried the breath of death of Jiang Chen, pressing Xu Fu step by step.

Jiang Chen's figure was looming in the poisonous fog. His steps were firm and swift. Every step he took caused the ground to shake slightly, showing his powerful strength.

Facing the approaching poisonous fog and the offensive of the generals, Xu Fu's eyes showed no fear, only determination and calmness. He knew that he could not let the poisonous fog get close to him, otherwise even his powerful internal strength would be difficult to resist this deadly poison.

Xu Fu began to dance with his golden spear. His dance was no longer a simple attack, but a combination of defense and counterattack techniques.

Xu Fu's long spear danced faster and faster, and the golden light formed a light shield around him, trying to isolate the poisonous fog outside.

His long spear was not just waving, it was more like weaving a golden net. Every swing brought with it the fluctuation of his internal force, trying to push away the poisonous fog.

Xu Fu's internal energy flowed through the long spear, forming streams of Qi. These Qi energies collided with the poisonous fog, making a hissing sound, as if two incompatible forces like water and fire were confronting each other fiercely.

(End of this chapter)