From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

This Yin man used both hands and feet to crawl on the ground when he sprinted.

This speed in the eyes of Ming Wei and others before, can be said to be like a snail in general, the slightest will not put in the eyes.

But now it seems that the speed is not slow!

"Ouch!"

The Yin man is howling wildly and has rushed to Mingwei.

Mingwei's legs are straight, and the ring knife in her hand is holding tightly. Seeing the moment that the Yin man rushes to her, her legs suddenly kick, her body rolls, and the ring knife in her hand is on the Yin man's head!

This ring knife is also a ring, but it has a sharp edge inside and outside.

After putting the ring knife on, Mingwei suddenly pulls, and the Yin man's neck breaks and his head rolls on the ground.

A clean set of actions, other exiles and the gods see this scene, also can not help but applaud.

Mingwei is Mingwei after all. Even though her strength has been greatly weakened and she has become a mortal like everyone else, her strength can not be underestimated because of her experience and experience.

But when she cut off the head of the Yin man, a large amount of blood donation splashed from the neck of the Yin man. It was hard for her to avoid, and the handful of blood donation added a trace of Xiaosha to her white clothes.

At first, people saw that those Yin people were very desperate. They just heard what Mingwei said, and then saw that Mingwei killed a Yin man so easily. The exiles suddenly felt confident.

Even if their accomplishments have been cut, their strength has been cut, and even their soul power has been cut, they still have rich experience and have practiced some powerful martial arts skills!

"It's nothing to be a Yin man without wisdom! Everybody up

Old Jin growled and rushed up with the big knife.

"Yanlong sword technique!"

The big knife in old Jin's hand suddenly turns. It's like a dragon running through the sun, and it cuts a Yin man's belly. Then old Jin's big knife suddenly pulls out, twists his hands, and the big knife flies around. "Puff puff puff", and the heads of the three yin people fly out together

This Yanlong Sabre technique is very good and exquisite.

"Is this Dao skill inherited from the mother world?" Luo Zheng is also very keen to see this Sabre technique. He didn't expect that these exiles not only have powerful cultivation, but also the most basic martial arts skills are so exquisite

In addition to Jin Lao, Xiang Fu Er's shooting skills are also very powerful. When a long gun passes by, it's like swimming in the water. Within three Zhang, those Yin people can't get close to him.

The Yin people in the dark are pouring out like tides, and the number is actually increasing.

The exiles on the scene showed amazing martial arts skills one after another. They were like a row of indestructible dykes, which firmly blocked these Yin people in front.

But soon, Luo Zheng heard a scream behind him.

It turned out that in addition to the front, more Yin people rushed to the rear quietly!

Everyone's attention is focused on the front, when they react, a large group of Yin people have surrounded the people behind.

One of the Nuwa's wild gods couldn't escape, but was knocked down on the ground by three or four Yin people, tearing wildly.

"Linghe!"

Mingwei turns to see this scene, and her face is even more anxious.

This Ling he is an elite son of the Nuwa nationality. In recent years, he has made a breakthrough in his strength. He is also a descendant of Mingwei.

Mingwei is anxious to see her family's children being knocked down by those Yin people, but she faces a lot of Yin people. Where can she help?

At this time, a thin streamer flew away.

"Poof!"

With a dull sound, it had been nailed into the forehead of Yin man on Ling He.

At the same time, a figure followed. After the sharp swords shot from the figure's hands, there was an extra blood hole in the chest and neck of the Yin people, and they fell to one side at random.

"Get up," Luo Zheng stretched out his hand to Linghe on the ground.

Those Yin people rushed up to bite, and Ling He's body was full of scars, but it was not fatal, just very embarrassed.

After being rescued by Luo Zheng, Ling he is also in a state of shock.

"Luo Zheng?"

Mingwei in the distance was quite surprised to see this scene.

Although the wild gods in this world have martial arts skills, most of them prepare for their huge bodies. The level of those wild gods is still a little rough

Mingwei knew that Luo Zheng didn't come from this world, but she didn't expect that his sword skills would be so exquisite.

After Luo Zheng saves Ling He, he pulls out the flying knife as thin as a cicada's wing, gently pulls his arm, and rushes to the group of Yin people again

"Most of these Yin people are crawling. Although they are fast, they expose their necks..."

Under such pondering, Luo Zheng's long sword flies, is toward these Yin people's neck to pass!

Although these "broken copper and iron" prepared by Xiao Yun are ordinary products, this sword is also very sharp and easy to use."Puff, puff, puff..."

The edge of the sword left bloodstains on the back necks of these Yin people.

These ferocious Yin people couldn't climb a few steps. Their heads shrunk, and they were paralyzed on the ground. Their mouths howled, but their bodies were paralyzed, waiting for the blood to run out.

The efficiency of Luo Zheng's means is amazing.

Although there are a large number of Yin people from the rear, he rushes into these Yin people alone. When he takes dozens of breath, there are 70 or 80 Yin people paralyzed in Luo Zheng's hands. But he blocks almost half of the Yin people from the rear!

Some exiles also found Luo Zheng's cleverness. They used various methods to kill Yin people, either penetrating the heart or smashing the head. Naturally, the efficiency was not high.

Now, Luo Zheng is just cutting off the back neck. The efficiency is astonishing. One by one, he understands it and admires it.

Less than a pillar of incense time, this group of people actually slaughtered three or four thousand Yin people!

"Woo, woo, woo..."

However, the number of Yin people is not necessarily reduced, but more and more!

"Help

At this time, an elder of Xinglu clan suddenly called for help.

The elder was directly dragged into a large group of Yin people. In the blink of an eye, he had been dragged away by those Yin people and disappeared without a trace. He could only distinguish the intermittent "help" in the chaotic howling sound, and finally his voice disappeared.

"Ah ah..."

At the same time, another elder was dragged away.

The casualties that began to appear one after another made people's hearts heavy.

"Click!"

Mingwei cuts off the ring blade heavily and directly breaks a Yin man's neck.

Under the spatter of blood, there was a strong evil spirit on her charming face. "It can't go on like this. We can't stay here all the time!"

She walked around and said, "Jin Lao, Fu Er, shawen..." As she said this, her eyes fell on Luo Zheng, who was fighting in the distance. Then she said, "there is Luo Zheng! Come here, all of you. Let's kill the front! "