Master of the city

I have to say that Zhang Fan's Apprentice really didn't pay for it. At the critical moment, big black is really willing to die. He is a young master of a plutocracy family, or you can't imagine him. It can be said that in addition to a little bit of color, Da Laohei didn't have the bad habits of those dandies.

Zhang Fan had been really Qi deficient. He was thrown twice by the corpse, which was really fatal. Fortunately, after he fell to the ground, he was more flexible and didn't step on the mummy.

Seeing Da Laohei holding the mummy's legs and feet, Zhang Fan didn't show any affectation either. He rolled on the spot, got up from the ground and climbed towards the small bone mountain.

I don't know if I was angry just now, but I didn't pay attention to Da Laohei holding his feet at that time. It's like dragging a leg pendant to chase Zhang Fan on the bone mountain.

"Oh! SHIT！ Master, hurry up! This salted fish doesn't care about me! oh My chin

Being towed in such a complex geographical environment is definitely not a pleasant thing. Those broken bones stubble kept bumping into Da Laohei. This is why Da Laohei followed Zhang Fan for a period of time. Although Taoism's true Qi is not great, its body is stronger than ordinary people. Otherwise, just this small section of road will have to be skinned.

"Hold on, old black!"

Although it's not clear why Da Laohei didn't throw his sword down, he fell down by himself. Zhang Fan did not dally any more. Taking advantage of the delay of Da Laohei, several people rushed to the big clod with Zhanlu sword, reached for the handle of the sword, and climbed Zhanlu sword out of the clod.

The real Qi poured into the body of the sword, and half of the pale gold lightsaber suddenly emerged from the fracture.

"Oh my lady gaga! Master, is this really the legendary curry stick? That's cool, isn't it? "

It is said that niggers are the people who forget their worries most easily in the world. No matter when they are given a fire, they will be happy. When Da Lao Hei saw the Zhan Lu sword in Zhang Fan's hand, he immediately forgot the pain on his body. He only knew that he was looking at his master, who suddenly seemed to be much bigger.

Standing on the top of the bone mountain, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and gazed at the corpse with Mori's cold eyes. Since the inheritance of Yang Gong's Secret record. Zhang Fan is seldom beaten so badly. Today's fight really brought out the anger. Especially when he saw Da Laohei still holding the mummy's thigh, Zhang Fan's killing intention was stronger.

At the same time, I feel guilty for this disciple. Among the three disciples, Da Laohei received Zhang Fan's instruction most. Shen Xiaoman took the second place. As for Zhuo Qinglian, she was not taught by Zhang Fan at all. She just gave her name. But Rao is so, Zhang Fan taught Da Laohei not much. On the one hand, Zhang Fan is busy with his work and doesn't have much time to teach. On the other hand, Zhang Fan is still concerned about the racial problems of big black.

But today, Lao Hei is playing with himself again. After today, I really need to teach him.

Leaving his thoughts behind, Zhang Fan rushed down from the bone mountain with Zhanlu sword in his hand. It was a howl in my mouth, as if I was very angry. His arms are wide open, and he will rush towards Zhang Fan.

"Old black, let go!"

Zhang Fan yelled at Da Laohei. Legs suddenly force, the whole body jumped into the air, hands holding Zhanlu sword, toward the corpse's head swung down.

"Master, is this a flying fairy? Or the legendary ex curry stick? "

Big black saw Zhang Fan jump out of the sword, quickly released his hand, rolled to one side, and vomited a slot by the way.

If not, Zhang Fan will roar at Da Laohei. Don't you know how to play the Holy Grail all day long? Have you seen the demon hero tan? Laozi, this is the dragon sword!

"Click!"

It can be seen that the corpse has an unusual anger at the sword in Zhang Fan's hand.

Generally speaking, the corpse that swindles a corpse has no intelligence. But this mummy seems a little different. It's right to think about it. It seems that the mummy is not just a fake corpse. But in deep sleep, by Zhang Chaohui's blood to wake up.

After all, no matter the posture or the condition of the body, he was different from the other bodies in the pit. Maybe, he knows it's the sword that has been holding them for more than 2000 years. Without this Zhanlu sword, the corpse might have gone out of the pit and harmed one side.

Unfortunately, the wish is good. But when we really face the sword, the corpse is still a little weak. Zhang Fan did his best to cut this sword. The body of the sword cuts from the left shoulder of the corpse and directly cuts to the position between the chest and abdomen, where it is stuck by the flesh of the corpse.

In addition to the physical damage, the wound where the corpse was cut by Zhanlu sword was constantly emitting white smoke.

"Oh..."

I don't know if he has pain. After the sword was cut, the mummy howled angrily. If you wave your claws, you will grab Zhang Fan's head.

Zhang Fan retreated, and at the same time he tried to draw the sword out, but he found that the sword was stuck in the corpse and could not be pulled out.Van Gogh, how exciting is that? If we can't draw it out, then we won't draw it out. We'll take back the real Qi poured into the sword body directly. The blade that cleaves into the corpse's body is originally the first half of the sword shaped by the true Qi. Now half of the sword is gone.

The broken sword would not hinder Zhang Fan's retreat. The mummy's claws not only grasped an empty space, but also made the crack in his shoulder bigger because of this action, and the whole upper body shook.

"I don't care if you are King Wu Fucha or anything else, today is the day of your death!"

Seeing that Zhan Lu's sword can cut open the corpse's body, Zhang Fan is sure that he will rush up again with his broken sword.

However, the corpse suddenly kicked his feet into the bones piled up on the ground, and a lot of scattered broken bones smashed against Zhang Fan's head.

Zhang Fan see, subconsciously raised his hand to cover for a while, hand down, the mummy was not in place.

Zhang Fan is astonished, does this dry corpse still know strategic retreat?

Because of the lighting, his vision was limited. For a moment, he didn't know where the mummy had gone.

"Ah -"

at the corner of the hole, there was a scream. Zhang Fan followed his voice. At the same time, the only guy with mobile phone lighting in his hand turned his mobile phone a little hard.

In the corner, the corpse was holding a guy who fell down with Zhang Fan. He opened his smelly mouth and white teeth, biting on the guy's neck.

The dry throat stirred, and the hot blood was gulped down by him. And that cut open wound. There are some dark red things crawling. It's a little far away. Zhang Fan doesn't know what it is. Just under the creeping, the cut part of the mummy began to recover slowly.

"Let him go!"

Zhang Fan doesn't care if the mummy can understand what he says. With a loud roar, he poured his internal power into Zhanlu sword again, waved his sword and rushed towards the corpse.

The mummy really seems to have some sense. Heard Zhang Fan's roar, did not continue to drink blood. Instead, he threw the young man's body towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan took the young man with one hand, turned his wrist and threw him to the ground. The momentum is not reduced towards the mummy.

The corpse was originally standing in the same place glaring at Zhang Fan, but when Zhang Fan rushed to the place five meters away from him, it was as if he suddenly opened his mouth and knew he couldn't do it. He turned his head and ran away.

It's really speechless. It's always chasing people by deceiving corpses. When did you hear that people were chasing people by deceiving corpses?

There's no way. Chase.

Although he has experienced a series of fierce battles, Zhang Fan's pace is a bit faltering. But I know I have to kill this guy before I run out of energy. Otherwise, if you can't catch up with them, you will be killed.

"Master! Look at me

Maybe it's a natural protective color. It's more powerful. Big black has just hidden himself in the dark. It seems that the mummy didn't find him. Of course, it may be that he didn't take the bug seriously after he found it. When the mummy ran past the hiding place of big old black, big old black rushed out, directly bumped into the mummy's arms and hugged its waist.

Big old black this bump can also use the real Qi, the dry corpse is hit by him again and again pounce, the rush stopped immediately.

Naturally, Zhang Fan will not miss this good opportunity. He poured Qi into his legs and shot forward. He rushed to the back of the corpse like lightning. Before the corpse's claws pierced Da Lao Hei's back, Zhanlu sword swept across and cut off the corpse's head with a "click".

However, after the mummy's head was cut off, it did not fall to the ground. It's like a monkey in the sky, whizzing and flying towards the sky. Zhang Fan's heart suddenly is a burst of surprise, isn't this thing's neck equipped with ejection device?

Almost just in the blink of an eye, the head flew out of the opening on the top of the hole, and a confused cry came from it.

But for this chaos, Zhang Fan is not how to put in mind, but a long breath.

After all, it's just a head. I don't know why it flies up, but the mummy's head has no hands or feet. There are great guys on the top of the hole. No matter how hard it is, it won't let its head be fierce.

"Hey, hey, master, my apprentice, I didn't accept it in vain."

Seeing Zhang Fan cut off the corpse's head with a sword, Da Laohei released his hand holding the corpse, and with a smile, that white tooth was particularly prominent in the dark. However, before Zhang Fan praised him, something like red intestines suddenly came forward and rolled Da Laohei's neck