Master of the city

"I don't believe it. As a living man, I will be defeated by you

Zhang Fan is a roar, want to chest that kind of suffocation to roar out general, at the same time raised his fist to the mummy one after another.

Even with Chiyou's mind skill, Zhang Fan still feels that there is a certain gap between his power and that of the corpse.

The mummy is awakened by Yang Qi and driven by Yin Qi. With the Yin Qi filling, the dry skin becomes stronger and stronger. The Yin Qi in the pit is rich, which is the home of the mummy. Before that, Zhang Fan lost his true Qi continuously, and his body was somewhat weak. After seven or eight punches, Zhang Fan found that his attack was more and more difficult, and the mummy was able to cope with it, It's a little bit of a fight.

It's worse.

The harder the boxing is, the greater the consumption of physical strength and Qi is. After a few blows, Zhang Fan obviously feels that his back strength is weak. If it goes on like this, it may be folded here!

"Master! Watch your eyes

Just when Zhang Fan and the corpse were shocked back, the strange tone of Da Lao Hei came from his head. Then, the star light on his head became dim, and a lot of red powder fell from the opening on the top.

Just in time.

Zhang Fan was overjoyed. He couldn't help looking up. The mummy seemed to see Zhang Fan's raising his head. At that moment, he put up a bronze spear and stabbed Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was alarmed and knew that he was careless. When he came back, the point of the bronze spear was only two feet away from his heart.

In a hurry, Zhang fan blows his fists toward the spearhead. This time, however, Zhang Fan's effort was obviously insufficient. With a sound of "poof Yi", it was like a ball leaking air. The evil hand attached to his left hand suddenly broke.

Zhang Fan was so frightened that he quickly dodged to one side. The tip of the bronze spear brushed his left arm and made a half foot long and half centimeter deep cut on his left arm. Blood gushed out.

The smell of blood seemed to stimulate the corpse. There was a touch of scarlet color in his two green eyes. His mouth was open. He no longer attacked with bronze spears. Two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth were about to bite off Zhang Fan's neck.

Zhang Fan at the foot of a hurry to retreat, but was shocked to find that their retreat speed is not as fast as the air dried chicken forward!

Fortunately, when the disgusting mouth was only half a foot away from Zhang Fan, the cinnabar powder thrown by Da Laohei finally fell to the bottom of the hole. One piece of cinnabar, the size of a finger, happened to fall into the mummy's mouth.

Cinnabar belongs to Yang, which is used to ward off evil spirits. When it falls into the mouth of the corpse, it immediately makes a sound of "Yiyi". The dry tongue and lips of the corpse seem to have been poured with boiling oil, and bubbles come out one by one. At the same time, a stinky white smoke comes out from inside.

The powder fell a little slower than the small piece, and only after it began to smoke in the mummy's mouth did it fall on him.

Before, the clothes on the corpse had rotted away, and they were basically naked celestial bodies. This is good. Facing the cinnabar powder, there was no barrier. The whole body was burned with cinnabar powder and white smoke came out.

With a bang, the bronze spear in the corpse's hand fell to the ground, and then a shrill howl came out of his shriveled mouth. Obviously, the burning of cinnabar brings it great pain. Even if it is more than 2000 years old, it can not escape the rule of yin and Yang.

"I just poked your little stick bucket very well, didn't I! Brothers! Watch me poke it back! "

Zhang Fan looked back at the state of the other three people. Their lips had already turned purple, and their bodies kept shaking. The one holding the mobile phone seemed to be a little better. He reluctantly raised his hands to maintain the light source.

Zhang Fan had to play again to cheer them up. At the same time, he grabbed the bronze spear that fell on the ground with his right hand, which still had a big evil hand, and stabbed the corpse in the chest.

How hard was the sound of the golden spear in the chest? Can't even its own weapons penetrate it?

"Roar!"

The mummy felt Zhang Fan's attack. He raised a dry hand and slapped it on Zhang Fan's face. Zhang Fan held a bronze spear in his right hand and tried to pierce the mummy again. He raised his left hand and carried Qi to his arm to block the attack.

"Bang!"

Zhang Fan, a colleague of the bronze spear who failed to return to the cave again, seemed to have been hit by a muck truck. His feet were off the ground and flew out directly. After smashing seven or eight skeletons, his whole body fell on the cave wall and bounced back to the ground.

Chest again a burst of stuffy, Qi and blood surge, Zhang Fan only feel throat a burst of sweet, a mouthful of blood is almost difficult to straight up the throat, "poof" sound, spit out all the chest.

"Master! How are you doing! "

Laohei was lying on the top of the hole. Because there were many skeletons blocking him, he could not see the situation below. He just heard Zhang Fan scream when he hit the wall. He also knew that Zhang Fan had suffered a loss on the salted fish's hand."It's troublesome! I can't move the mummy! If there's anything... "

In the middle of Zhang Fan's words, he suddenly remembered the seal array above. If only something could hurt the corpse. Since bronze spear can't do it, can Zhanlu sword?

"Old black! Go and draw the sword right in the middle of the field for me

Zhanlu, as the sword of benevolence, even if it's just a broken sword, it can suppress tens of thousands of corpses below. It should be able to chop the corpse.

"I see, master!"

Big black heard Zhang Fan's cry. He immediately got up and ran towards the center of the array.

As early as when he first came up, he had noticed the sword. As a foreign friend, William and his sister, having met Da Laohei, told him more about the magic of Zhang Fan when he picked up the sword.

If you have this magic sword to help you, you can't beat Shifu if you have a corpse.

Thinking of this, Da Laohei grabbed the handle of the sword and pulled it out. But this time, it didn't work. But he knew that Zhang Fan had just stabbed the sword back. Why can't you pull?

Think about the dangerous situation below. Big black's feet diverge to the left and right of Zhanlu sword. Hold the hilt in both hands and pull it up. Then, just like just now, Zhanlu sword seems to have a root in the ground. Even if the black face of Da Lao Hei turns red, Guan Gong can't pull it out of the ground.

"I'm a northern God. I look down on our foreign friends, don't I! If you don't come out, go down! "

listening to another scream from Zhang Fan, Da Laohei is in a bit of a hurry. He simply doesn't pull out. He jumps up and steps down, one, two, three It was originally hollow below, and then it was dug out a hole in each of the eight directions. Da Laohei jumped and trampled so innocently that the whole central area trembled.

At this time, Zhang Fan was in danger under the cave. The skin and flesh of the mummy burned by cinnabar is no longer what it looks like. However, after the skin and flesh on the surface are burned, the mummy is no longer painful, and the powder can't go deep into its body. At this time, Zhang Fan has lost the capital to fight with the mummy, so he can only dodge and run.

"Don't jump any more, Mr. Tom, it's dangerous!"

Fan Yannian had noticed Da Laohei's action at this time. Seeing the soil layer shaking under his feet, he hastened to stop it.

"It's too late! My master needs this sword! He can't hold on down there! "

After practicing Taiyi Zhenjue, Da Laohei's senses are much sharper than ordinary people. He can hear that Zhang Fan is in danger below, and can't delay for another half a minute. After shouting this voice, big black heart a horizontal, jump up, will he cultivate out of that little real Qi all carried to the feet, toward the ground heavily.

With a bang, this foot seemed to be the last straw that killed the camel. The soil wall broke, and the soil layer with Zhanlu sword in the middle fell down with Da Laohei. Rao is very brave, and he was scared to scream out.

That large piece of soil, at least three or four tons of weight, although the white bones in the pit are stacked almost to the top, there are a lot of holes in the middle. When the soil blocks are pressed down, I don't know how many white bones are broken all the way. While the white bones are crushed, they also provide a buffer for the soil block itself. Da Laohei is also very smart. He holds the hilt in both hands and never lets go.

A burst of "boom" "click" sound, big black and that a large piece of soil lumps together fell to the center of the whole pit. The bones smashed by the clods were piled up seven or eight meters high, and the other places at the bottom of the pit were splashed with flying clods.

Zhang Fan was hit on the eyelid by a piece of broken bone. When he was distracted, he let the corpse grab his shoulder and fall to the ground. All he felt was that his viscera were tumbling.

"Master! Here I am

Da Lao Hei was also thrown. After shaking his head a few times, he quickly found Zhang Fan who was thrown on the ground along the light. Zhang Fan's mobile phone has fallen out of his coat pocket. Fortunately, it hasn't been broken. The camera is also facing the corpse that Zhang Fan stepped on with his feet. Da Lao Hei roared and ran down from the pile of white bones. It was like playing football. He dashed at the corpse fiercely. Holding his waist, he drove the corpse away from Zhang Fan.

"Old black!"

"Master, leave me alone and get your sword in the stone!"

There is no spear in the mummy's hand, but his strength is still very strong. As soon as he shakes off Da Laohei, he will continue to find Zhang Fan. Da Laohei's eyes are red, and he rushes to the mummy's feet and hugs his legs.