Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

The moment the two looked at each other, Lin Yi felt very uncomfortable all over.

"Bai Ji" seemed to be suddenly stimulated. With a shake of his arm, he threw Wang Qiang directly into the pine tree next to him.

Wang Qiang was like a sandbag, hitting it hard, breaking many branches of the pine tree. He was also hit hard on the back, as if someone had hit him with a sap behind him, and he fell to the ground for a long time. Can't get up.

Snow fell from the trees, burying him.

"Brother Qiang!"

Qian Sheng shouted, and Wang Qiang groaned in pain on the ground in response.

"Fortunately, it seems I have to show you what Master Qian can do."

The long sword in his hand shook in the wind, and the blade immediately tightened.

Although this belt sword is not as good as Lin Yi's magic weapon, it is still a sharp weapon.

The sword body is tough but not soft, and the blade is thin and sharp.

Taking advantage of his thin and strong figure, Qian Sheng walked around behind the "white hair" and stabbed his hamstring with the sword blade.

He completely followed the principle of using small things to make a big difference, and crippled the opponent's joints first.

If the hamstring is picked, the opponent will not be able to move smoothly. When the time comes, it will be easy for the brothers to join forces to deal with a wooden stake.

Unexpectedly, he stabbed the sword several times, but not only failed to cut off the "white hair"'s hamstring, but it actually found Qian Sheng's position.

"Baimao" stretched out his hands and reached back along his crotch, just in time to grab Qian Sheng's legs. With a tug, he lifted him upside down and into the air.

Qian Sheng's brain suddenly became congested, his eyes began to blur, and he instinctively waved the long sword in his hand.

"Baimao" showed no fear, stretched out his hand to grab his long sword, and was about to twist his head.

"The beast is so brave!"

At the critical moment, Lin Yi rushed to the scene, his whole body shot up in the air, holding a barrier knife in both hands, and chopped off "Baimao"'s arm.

This guy seemed clumsy, but his movements were quite fast. Seeing the cold light approaching, "Baimao" suddenly retracted his arm, stretched out his hand again, and threw Qian Sheng out.

It hit Wang Qiang impartially.

"Damn it, Third Brother, you're crushing me to death."

"Brother Qiang, please be patient, cough, cough, cough."

Maybe this "white-haired" guy also realized that if he didn't deal with Lin Yi, he wouldn't be able to enjoy his late-night snack tonight.

Simply put down those two "cans" and end things with him.

When Wang Qiang and Qian Sheng were fighting this "white hair" just now, Lin Yi was not idle.

He took out the corpse rope from his bag, soaked it in snow water, and now wrapped it around his wrist.

The corpse-tying rope is made from the finest Qinchuan beef tendon.

Only the central strand is taken from each tendon, and then the nine tendons are twisted into a rope, soaked in medicinal water, and then dried in the shade. Repeat this process to increase its toughness.

It usually curls up into a ball and is inconspicuous. When it is used, it only needs to be soaked in water for a moment to return to its original shape.

This thing is extremely tough and can be cut with a knife.

Lin Yi was also dealing with this "white hair" at this moment, looking for opportunities. The strategy was the same as Qian Sheng's just now, using a corpse rope to trap his lower three legs.

Then he tied his arms and upper body with flying tiger claws, then put him down, stuffed a black donkey's hoof into his mouth, sprinkled cinnabar and realgar, and sent him to death.

"How are you two doing?"

"It's nothing serious. This 'white hair' can be a bit prickly, so please be patient."

"I have a way to cure him. Third brother, go ahead and attract his attention. Old Wang, let's tie its feet first." "Copy that!"

Wang Qiang and Qian Sheng stood up and walked around in a roundabout way. The three of them formed a pin shape and surrounded "Baimao" in the middle.

Qian Sheng kept provoking "White Mao" from the front, making him want to get enough but couldn't.

Lin Yi found the right moment and threw out the corpse rope. Wang Qiang caught the other end. The two quickly exchanged positions and turned around several times. The corpse rope wound around "Baimao"'s legs several times.

Qian Sheng suddenly retreated, and "Baimao" raised his feet to chase him. He tripped over the corpse rope on his feet and knelt on the ground.

"Third brother, continue!"

Lin Yi took off the flying tiger claw from his waist. Qian Sheng flew forward, grabbed the claw head, and tied "White Hair" tightly with the flying tiger claw.

This guy's hands and feet are now restrained, and the ropes on his feet are incredibly tough. Even if he is extremely strong, he can't break free. The more he breaks free, the tighter the thing will get.

The flying tiger claws on his body were not ordinary objects. They were fastened to his body and pressed his arms tightly to his sides. He could not exert his full strength and could only keep shaking his body, trying to stand up.

"Get on the black donkey's hooves!"

Wang Qiang turned around and took out a black donkey's hoof from his backpack, found the mouth of "White Hair" and punched it in.

The guy stopped immediately.

"Damn, what did this thing eat to grow up? It's so tall and strong. Ouch, my old waist almost got broken by him."

Wang Qiang held his waist with one hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the other.

"Lulu, we're done here. Sister Yan said she wanted to take a closer look, didn't she? Come over now and have a look."

Yao Yiyan, who was hiding behind the tree, walked out confidently and boldly.

Even though I was mentally prepared for Lin Yi's methods before, seeing it with my own eyes and watching it through a screen are two different things.

"Lulu just told me that my thing is a 'zombie'?"

"That's understandable."

Yao Yiyan stood in front of this monster, feeling mixed for a moment.

This guy is neither an ancient race nor a mysterious snowman, but a "zombie" who ran out of the Aoshan Tomb.

I spent more than ten years researching such a thing?
"Why did you put a black donkey's hoof in his mouth?"

Yao Yiyan asked, pointing to the black donkey's hoof in "Baimao's" mouth.

"You don't know this. This is what happened as early as the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty."

Just as Qian Sheng was preparing to "open the book", the sound of crunching bones suddenly came from behind him. Wang Qiang was the first to recover and threw the two of them onto the snow with a flying swoop.

Lin Yi moved his feet, walked around behind "Baimao", cut off both of the opponent's arms, and used the "Kui Xing Kick" to directly remove "Baimao's" head and his entire vertebrae.

The remaining body of "White Hair" was sitting upright on his knees in the snow, completely motionless.

It turned out that the sound just now was the sound of "White Hair" starting to chew the black donkey's hoof.

Unexpectedly, this guy was not afraid of the black donkey's hooves at all, and instead chewed it as an appetizing snack.

Lin Yi held "Baimao's" head and Dazhui in his hands, looking down at his cavity.

There were no internal organs in his entire body. Instead, there was a jelly-like object that filled his upper body.

After the head was unscrewed, those jelly-like objects began to pour out from the broken part of his neck, flowing everywhere.

The huge body actually began to become rickety, and slowly returned to a body smaller than a normal human body. (End of chapter)