Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 113 Shi Jian is no more handsome than three seconds

High in the sky.

After Uncle Jiu and An Yan left Renjia Town, they soon saw a dense cloud of corpse aura flying quickly from the west.

No hesitation, meeting is the big move.

An Yan raised the seven-star demon-subduing gun. With the blessing of the power of the stars and the great progress he had made during this period, four stars lit up on the gun.

"Seven stars subjugate the demon!"

Golden light illuminated the night sky, the sound of dragon roar sounded, and a five-clawed golden dragon appeared and pounced on the corpse gas cloud.

The power emitted by the golden dragon made Uncle Jiu look sideways. This attack was actually comparable to the power in the late stage of Refining God and Returning to the Void.

Releasing such an attack consumes a lot of mana for An Yan. He can use this attack twice at most.

The corpse gas cloud seemed to be caught off guard by the sudden golden dragon, and it collided directly with the golden dragon.

boom! ! !

White air waves visible to the naked eye surged, and the golden dragons and the beings in the corpse air cloud were entangled together, and they all fell to the ground.

When An Yan and Uncle Jiu saw this, they immediately gave chase.

As soon as they came down, they saw a shocking scene. In a huge pit, a figure actually tore the golden dragon into two pieces. The golden dragon turned into golden light and disappeared with a cry.

The figure jumped out, looked up at the two of them and said, "It's a really powerful attack. If it were me before, I would have died from this blow long ago."

The wounds inflicted by the golden dragon on his body were recovering quickly with corpse energy surging.

"Big Brother!?"

When he saw the zombie's face clearly, Uncle Jiu was extremely horrified. The zombie turned out to be his senior brother Shi Jian.

"Elder brother, how did you become like this?"

"Lin Jiu, stop being so pretentious here. Your apprentice killed me, Jian'er, and caused me to lose my position as the leader. I have reached this stage because of your master and apprentice!"

"Today is the time for me to take revenge!"

Shi Jian said with a face filled with resentment, and strong corpse energy burst out from his body.

"Fuck you!" An Yan didn't want to listen to him and said coldly: "Shi Shaojian should have died under your Lightning Thunder Fist!"

"My master has always tolerated you and refused to compete with you for the position of leader. You are in the situation you are in now, and it is entirely your own fault."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth! I will kill you first today!"

An Yan's words completely angered Shi Jian, and he saw black thunder flashing and blasting towards the opposite side.

Wherever the black thunder and lightning swept across, the trees turned into charcoal and the earth shattered, with astonishing power.

An Yan's expression changed, he raised the Seven-Star Demon-Suppressing Gun and fired out golden bullets one after another, intercepting the strange black thunder.

"Master, how can I still use Taoism after my uncle has turned into a zombie?"

He recognized that Shi Jian was using the Lightning Thunder Fist.

You can still use Taoist magic when you become a zombie. You are the protagonist, right?

"Be careful! Senior Brother may have used a very evil corpse refining method to refine himself into a Taoist corpse. That thunder is a sinister thunder. Once it is hit, it will pollute the mana and destroy the Taoist body. It is extremely difficult to deal with!"

Uncle Jiu said quickly, and he also outlined the talisman in the void, blocking the Yin thunder attack.

"Quick! Use Lightning Thunder Fist! Yang Lei is its nemesis!"

"it is good!"

An Yan didn't waste any time and immediately put away the Seven-Star Demon-Suppressing Gun. He wasn't sure whether the remaining two shots could kill Shi Jian. It would be terrible if he couldn't kill Shi Jian and he had no mana.

Therefore, he listened to Uncle Jiu's words and immediately used the Lightning Thunder Fist.

Thunder covered his body, the thunder flashed, and he punched out, and the thunder tiger roared.

"Xiao Cheng's Lightning Thunder Fist!"

Seeing this scene made Shi Jian even more jealous. He thought that he had been practicing hard for a long time and was only at the level of proficiency. How could this kid be so good?

"die!"

Shi Jian, who was mad with jealousy, roared and flew over, using a pair of sharp zombie claws to tear Lei Hu into pieces.

The lightning left wounds on his body, but he quickly recovered under the surge of corpse energy.

This is the horror of zombies!

Seeing Shi Jian rushing towards him, An Yan couldn't dodge, so he had to raise his fists to fight with him.

Every time he collided with Shi Jian, An Yan felt his arms ache, as if he was colliding with two pieces of fine iron.

"Golden Light Curse!"

"Liu Ding Liu Jia Protective Curse!" "Heavenly Master Protective Curse!"

Seeing that An Yan was at a disadvantage, Uncle Jiu, who saw that long-range attacks could only scratch his itch, gritted his teeth and cast spells on himself one after another. His whole body looked gleaming like a god in golden armor.

"Elder brother, you have entered the devil's path! Wake up quickly!"

Now it's two against one.

"What about the righteous path? What about the devil's path?"

Shi Jian's fangs were exposed, and his pair of pure black eyes were particularly breathtaking. He laughed loudly, opening and closing, and actually suppressed Uncle Jiu and An Yan steadily.

"No strength, no bullshit!"

"Go to hell! I will send you to see the master now. You can tell him to go!"

Shi Jian's demonic power was so powerful that he kicked An Yan in the chest, turned around and punched Uncle Jiu again, knocking the two of them away hard.

Fortunately, Uncle Jiu blocked Shi Jian's punch with both hands, and An Yan, who received special attention, spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His grandma’s!

Shi Jian, that bastard, is targeting me!

Uncle Jiu quickly helped An Yan up, "An Yan, how are you?"

"Master, I'm fine, I can't die yet!" An Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Shi Jian who was approaching with a grin, and said solemnly: "I just didn't expect that the master uncle would be so cruel and turn himself into a zombie alive! "

He admitted that he underestimated Shi Jian's ability to do this.

"Yes! I also made a mistake!" Uncle Jiu smiled bitterly, and finally turned into determination, "An Yan, the master will stop your uncle later, you run away!"

Hearing this, An Yan took a deep breath and said seriously: "Master, help me buy a minute, I still have a killer move!"

"The trump card?"

Uncle Jiu was stunned, but when he saw An Yan's serious expression that didn't look like a joke, he nodded sharply.

"it is good!"

Shi Jian heard this and took action decisively: "Don't even think about it! Die!"

"Big brother! Your opponent is me!"

Uncle Jiu shouted loudly, and the golden light on his body condensed again, and he fought with Shi Jian. Even if he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, he still held Shi Jian back.

An Yan didn't hesitate and immediately used the magic of inviting gods.

"Please come on, Grandmaster!!!"

Shi Jian hit Uncle Jiu so hard that he vomited blood and flew backwards. When he heard An Yan's words, he immediately rushed over: "Is this your trump card? I won't let you succeed, die!"

Uncle Jiu fell into despair when he saw that An Yan hadn't gotten up yet.

Finished!

However, the moment Shi Jian approached, An Yan opened his eyes, his pupils revealed supreme majesty, and his body expanded rapidly.

"Zhenjun Sanmao is here! Dare the evildoer dare to act so arrogantly?"

"Why don't you die quickly!"

An Yan, or rather Mao Ying, raised his hand and slapped Shi Jian, who was so arrogant a second ago, flying away with his palm the size of a millstone.

boom!

The ground cracked open a large human-shaped crater. Shi Jian struggled to stand up. The wound on his chest could not heal for a long time. His expression turned into horror: "Impossible! How could you be the Patriarch of Sanmao?"

Uncle Jiu was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect happiness to come so suddenly. He couldn't help but recall what An Yan said more than a month ago. He murmured: "It turns out that the person he invited was really the Patriarch Sanmao!"

"A mere bronze-armored corpse king!"

Mao Ying raised her hand, and An Yan's seven-star demon-suppressing gun fell into her hand. The seven stars lit up with a bang.

A high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and a mighty golden dragon with a body length of over a hundred meters appeared. Its momentum was not inferior to that of Lianxu Hedao.

"die!"

"No!"

Seeing the golden dragon occupying his pupils, Shi Jian shouted in fear and turned around to escape.

Unfortunately, it was already too late. Vast golden light surrounded him, and his body, as solid as a thousand-year-old turtle, turned into fly ash bit by bit in the golden light.

(End of this chapter)