True Chief

Chapter 153 Ghost Pirate [-]

"This is a martial artist at the level of a martial arts master, and he became like this after going mad!"

He Sui Shanhe looked at them and said.

"Martial arts master? Bewitched?" Li Daniu exclaimed.

Martial arts masters and the others know that it is the terrifying existence of the fourth path of martial arts.

According to the chief, he was able to face thousands of modern troops alone, and a strong man who could stand against modern heavy weapons.

"Being mad, he seems to have turned into a monster?" Old man Zhang lowered his head slightly.

"Roar! Blood!"

The old man struggled suddenly and opened his huge mouth.

"Hold the grass!" Old man Zhang was taken aback, and quickly jumped back.

"This is a monster. How could he become like this when he became obsessed with madness." Xiao Liuzi asked with a face full of surprise.

"He practiced a blood-related magic art. After being insane, he needs to drink blood continuously. Once there is no blood, he will become like this." He Sui Shanhe said looking at the old man under his body.

"It's really terrifying." The crowd looked on in surprise.

"Chief, let's kill this monster." A man said with a long sword.

"Ordinary weapons can't kill him at all. With his current state, he may die from lack of blood in a short time." He Sui Shanhe said.

"Isn't it? So powerful?" A man took out a throwing knife and shot directly at the old man's forehead.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp crashing sound, leaving only a mark between the old man's eyebrows.

"What a strong body."

"Simply stronger than steel."

"Let me do it, I'll shoot him through the eyes." Little Six directly took out an arrow and shot fiercely at the old man's eyes.

"bump."

The old man instinctively closed his eyes, and a sharp arrow landed on his eyelids without any injuries.

"How is this possible? Is this still a human being?" The crowd looked at the old man in shock.

He Sui Shanhe frowned slightly.

"Roar!" The old man opened his mouth and struggled, and a mouthful of black gas spit out from his mouth.

"What a strong resentment." He Sui Shanhe looked at him, and suddenly his heart moved: "Teacher Zhang, move all the corpses on the island here."

"It's the chief." Old man Zhang nodded without asking any further questions, and then gestured to the people beside him.

More than 100 men went out to bring back the corpses of the pirates they had killed.

He Sui Shanhe looked at the seriously injured slave steward, stretched out his arm, and pulled him directly with a water rope.

"You let my lord go, let us go." The steward Nu was sluggish, and raised his head to look at He Sui Shanhe in pain.

"Dare to hit our He Suiguo's attention, do you think I can let you off?" He Sui Shanhe stared at him coldly.

"Let us go, I will tell you the location of our treasure, if you kill us, you will never get our treasure." The butler slave stared at him closely.

"Treasure?" He Sui Shanhe said with interest on his face, "I don't know if the pirate's treasure is rich or not."

"It will definitely exceed your imagination. Our Red Cloud Pirates have existed for more than 20 years and have accumulated a wealth of wealth. If you let us go, we will give you all the treasures." The butler Nu struggled and said.

"You don't need to tell me, your master will tell me later." He Sui Shanhe showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, the water rope in his hand tightened, and he directly killed the butler.

The steward's eyes widened, his face full of unwillingness.

He Sui Shanhe threw it aside.

"Chief, here comes the body."

Not long after, men brought the corpse over one by one. The corpse had just died not long ago, and it was not stiff yet.

"Put it here." He Sui Shanhe pointed to a place and said.

"Yes!"

One by one, the guards threw the corpses aside.

"Get out of the way." He Sui Shanhe said to them, and at the same time used the water rope to throw the corpses in various directions.

A total of more than 500 corpses were thrown into one place by him.

"Let out their blood, and then draw a line on the monster's body." He Sui Shanhe ordered to them again.

"Hurry up." Old Zhang said to the crowd immediately.

"It's the chief." The men walked to the side of the corpse, made a hole where the heart was, and drew a line with blood.

A smile appeared on He Sui Shanhe's face: "I don't know if it will succeed."

A drop of the water droplet dripped on the body of the old man below him, and at the same time dropped a drop of the water droplet on the more than 500 corpses around him.

"Ghost Guard."

The Ghost Guard is a method used by an evil boss on Earth to refine his minions.

The greatest horror of the ghost guard is to refine a living person into a subordinate who is completely loyal to him after being baptized with blood and flesh.

He Sui Shanhe was invited to kill the devil and his ghost guards.

At that time, the ghost guard possessed the peak strength of a martial arts master, his whole body was as hard as diamond, possessed evil methods, and the bloodthirsty and blood aura he possessed could infect ordinary martial arts experts into subordinates.

Later, after the demon was killed, the method of refining the ghost guard was directly burned.

However, He Sui Shanhe once took a look at the refining method of the ghost guard.

The refining of the ghost guard is very cruel, at least one living person and the blood of three hundred people are needed.

Mainly living people, with the blood of 300 people as the guide, wash the minds and bodies of the living people with qi and blood. This method of baptism is called the baptism of the devil.

People who are baptized by the devil will have the main consciousness of the refiner planted in their minds, and will obey the orders of the refiner, but they will not have the memory of zombies.

The body of the baptized person will be strengthened with flesh and blood, and will be strengthened.

The more blood and flesh baptized, the stronger the ghost guard will be.

"Buzz!"

He Sui Shanhe dripped a drop of blood on the old man's body, and in an instant, the entire area of ​​the formation was filled with blood.

The three hundred guards hurriedly looked to the rear, and looked forward with surprise.

The blood in the surrounding corpses seemed to be attracted by an invisible force, and slowly gathered towards the position under He Sui Shanhe's body.

"Hoohoho!"

"Bump bump."

The old man opened his blood-red eyes and kept struggling under him, as if he had suffered a huge injury.

He Sui Shanhe pressed the old man's body hard with the shell.

The surrounding blood slowly flowed into the old man's body, and the old man slowly stopped struggling, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

He Sui Shanhe watched with a smile on his face.

"It's also fortunate that the old man lost his mind, otherwise, it would be almost impossible to refine a martial arts master into a ghost guard."

(End of this chapter)