Chapter 20: The Great Defeat of the National Teacher (I)

The two ghost corpses "clucked", ignored Ah Fei's complaint, clamped him left and right, took a big mouth, "fluttered" twice, bit his neck, and ate wildly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Ah Fei didn't know, and muttered in his mouth: "Ah Lang, do you remember the time when we hunted together?" At that time, we chased a rabbit together, and I shot an arrow and hit its buttocks, and you smiled and said, the rabbit must have a chrysanthemum tight, hehe...... cough cough ...... "He vomited blood, his skin shrank, his whole body trembled, and he was about to become a ghost, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled slightly, as if he saw two teenagers running on a mountain.

Xiao Baiyan looked at this scene, smiled wryly, took out the fireball talisman and pasted it on Na Fei's body, shook his head, and said as he walked: "Brother, memories always move us when we remember, but we are stifled by reality. You're good all the way!" Immediately, the fireball charm ignited, exploded with a "bang", and Ah Fei ascended to heaven with his memories. Xiao Baiyan shook his head, watching the ghost corpse get up from the ground, with a helpless face, his steps took a step, and he limped towards Zhuge Yinglong.

In the sky, countless ghost corpses circled, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun. A ghost corpse in the air rushed down, grabbed an ironclad soldier, and flew into the air as usual and threw it again, the ironclad soldier saw this, frightened and lost his soul, screamed again and again, "snapped", fell to pieces, and other ghost corpses were concocted in the same way. Immediately, as if it was raining in the air, ironclad soldiers fell one after another, and the sound of panic echoed in the air.

"Puff" a few times, a ghost corpse flapped its wings, looked at the city wall, sat cross-legged, and rushed straight at the soldiers on the city wall. The commander of the thousand men on the city wall looked frightened and shouted: "The ghost corpse is coming, prepare the catapult, release!" I saw a catapult beside him, and two people watched. The catapult had an iron field, and on each side stood a door-like iron frame, on which stood a long spoon, and at the head of the spoon was a flint, which was held by an iron hook, and the end of the spoon was tightly attached to a large spring. As soon as the commander finished speaking, the soldier who operated the catapult heard this, put the iron hook down, and the spring at the end of the spoon was pulled down, and the flint was thrown rapidly, directly attacking the flying ghost.

The ghost corpse "clucked" and slid downward, avoiding the attacking flint, "bang", hit the city wall, stone chips splashed, it flapped its wings, the wings suddenly became long, became a steel nail, and stabbed towards the soldiers next to the catapult, "bang", piercing the armor. The stabbed soldier looked incredulous, and shouted in his mouth: "The ghost corpse is not good......" and swallowed his breath before he finished speaking.

Seeing this, the commander frowned, and shouted: "Trap it with an iron net, and then hack it to death!" Immediately, a catapult turned at the ghost corpse, and the spoon flipped over, and launched an iron net, covering the ghost corpse, and then, several ironclad soldiers walked out, and with a big knife in their hands, the ghost corpse was cut into a human shape. However, more ghosts and corpses swooped down in the air, catching them off guard.

At the city gate, the thousand-man named Gongliang Chengying raised his sword, and with tears in his eyes, he cut off his head with a knife that was about to turn into a ghost corpse, and then shouted violently, and his body turned around, jumping into the air, spinning like the wind. For a while, there were several "whoops", cutting the throat of the ghost corpse, and one by one the ghost corpse fell to the ground and could not get up. Seeing this, Gongliang Chengying reminded: "Cutting off the head of the ghost corpse can completely kill the ghost corpse!" This resounding resounded throughout the audience. For a while, all the ironclad soldiers followed suit, and the sound of cutting their throats was endless.

Seeing this, Gongliang Chengying nodded, very satisfied, fixed his eyes, and saw Zhuge Yinglong alone fighting dagger ghosts and a group of ghost corpses, he couldn't help but look worried, shouted, picked up the big knife, pointed his toes on the ground, and flew towards Zhuge Yinglong, wanting to rescue. However, the ghost corpse in the air flew down and blocked him again and again, which suddenly made him frown, and he didn't know what to do. At this time, a figure broke into his eyeballs, and the person was carrying a big knife, swinging it again and again, slashing and killing the ghost corpse next to Zhuge Yinglong, this person was Xiao Baiyan.

Xiao Baiyan was so tired and sweating profusely that he was panting, shook his head, and said in admiration: "Sima Lao'er is really good, he has been so seriously injured, and he can still control the ghost corpse formation and continuously transport the ghost corpse! Fortunately, there are ironclad soldiers on the periphery to form a long snake formation, resisting the ghost corpses and the people of the War Dragon Legion that those soldiers have turned into, otherwise I would have to die of exhaustion!"

At this time, Zhuge Yinglong shouted violently, picked up the long-bearded knife, his sleeves were blown by the wind, and he slashed from the head, saying: "Ghost shadow, take me again!" As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce knife wind derived from the tip of the knife, with him as the center, swept away, slashing and killing the ghost corpse and the dagger. Seeing this, Xiao Baiyan hurriedly limped away, but he couldn't dodge, he was cut into eight pieces, and then his body turned, and he switched with a ghost corpse and fell to the ground.

Xiao Baiyan shook his head, with a painful face, got up from the ground, and said with a wry smile: "I really suffered, and I was cut into eight pieces for no reason, thank you for borrowing the corpse talisman, and saved my life again!" Suddenly, a few dragon groans came into his ears, he was stunned, looked up, and saw countless dragons flying in the east in the distance. Those dragons have horns like deer, heads like camels, mouths like donkeys, eyes like turtles, ears like oxen, scales like fish, whiskers like shrimps, belly like snakes, feet like eagles, and real dragons alive. Each dragon sits a warrior, all of them powerful.

Seeing this, the ironclad soldiers cheered and said in unison: "The Pterodactyl Corps is here, we have been saved!" Those dragons flew high into the air, opened their mouths, and sprayed at the flying ghost corpses below, and the dragon flames burst out, scorching the ghost corpses, burning without a trace.

For a while, the ghost corpses in mid-air were slaughtered, and Sima Nan gritted his teeth and asked at the dagger, "Ghost shadow, why hasn't the eighth prince come yet?" The dagger's black gas flashed, flickering bright and dark, as if it was telling. Immediately, Sima Nan frowned, his face was ugly, and he said in a low voice: "It seems that the Eight Sages King and the corpse monster were scattered by Wang Wei'an and others with a jade wat and fled all the way, and they haven't escaped to this city gate yet! Hmph, it's really useless!"

At this time, a giant dragon flew over, took a big mouth, and spewed out a mouthful of dragon flame to Sima Nan, seeing that his face turned dark, his brows furrowed, as if he was suffering a lot, and the black gas from his fingertips was pulled out from the ground, directly wrapped, wrapped in Long Yan, and then reflexively vomited, spit out a ball of black flame, and attacked the giant dragon. When the dragon saw it, it instantly sweated like rain, and it was terrified, and with a "whoop", it flew up from the sky. I don't know. The black gas followed closely and chased after it.

Sima Nan watched the black flame fly higher and higher, his body shook, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the black qi on his fingertips immediately dimmed. The ghost corpse formation exploded with a "bang", turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating with the wind. Seeing this, Zhuge Yinglong laughed and said: "Sima Lao'er, now it seems that you can't do it, your cultivation is gone, it seems that you are going to die under my dragon beard knife!"