"Ho!"

"What's so special about this... Ahh

"Dad! Dad. Daddy!"

Suddenly gunshots rang out on the shore of the reservoir, carrying all kinds of shouts and roars. How big can the banks be? There are a lot of them, and they haven't been dispersed for a while. The white corpse resembles a tiger swinging a flock of sheep and is thoroughly tortured to death.

"Bang!"

One of the soldiers fired, but immediately, the whole person flew up, drew a parabola and fell into the lake.

"Beast, I want your life!"

Others came from behind, wrapped it in their hands and feet, and slit their throats with daggers. As a result, when the sound sounded, the metal collided and creaked, and the next second, the man's head was already slapped into powder.

The thing is invulnerable, its claws are covered with gold, several times sharper than before. Every wave of the hand is sure to take a life. In the blink of an eye, there were only a dozen people in this team, including Wang Ruoxu's master and apprentice.

"Tickle ......"

The captain even gritted his teeth and watched the monster wreak havoc. However, as an elite soldier, he soon discovered a weakness: every time a bullet hits, it temporarily stops shaking.

"Keep your distance, shoot flexibly. The bullet wounded it!"

"Keep your distance and keep shooting!"

He shouted. When the team heard this, they immediately dispersed one by one, shooting and running to the perimeter.

The idea was right, if enough people focused on shooting at long distances in the open, the mill would be crushed to death. Or with heavy weapons, several times. But it's not good, it's too small on the battlefield, and it takes time just to run out, and the white body can catch up with a jump.

"Ho!"

In an instant, two more soldiers were killed.

"Oh, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

The fat apprentice immediately collapsed to the ground, shouted frantically, turned around and ran away. No, the impact is too big and it takes a lot of effort, but it only takes a few minutes.

"Tong Ming, don't run!"

Wang Ruoxu was afraid of losing face. He was about to raise his foot to catch up, when he saw the white corpse lying on the ground. A disciple is like a box that opens a gift. The butter and grease are sprayed out in a neat form along with the white flesh and plasma, piled up into a hill.

"Tong Ming!"

Wang Ruoxu screamed sadly, and his favorite disciple died right before his eyes. His chubby face became a little fierce, and he pulled out a yellow talisman from his arms.

It was a magic spell given by the elders of the school before he went down the mountain. Of course, it's also a low-level version. Today's situation is very critical. I couldn't help but hide my secrets.

"Put on this, it will work!" he shouted frantically as he gathered around the captain.

"Good!"

The captain looked at it and didn't ask much. He rushed forward with the talisman in hand.

When the other players blocked him, he threw himself on the white corpse's back, slapped his forehead with his right hand, and rolled over.

"Ho!"

As soon as the talisman touched a layer of skin, white smoke came out, as if a fire was burning. The white corpse was in extreme pain, frantically waving its claws and roaring loudly.

"Is the problem solved?"

Everyone looked uncertain, and a glimmer of hope welled up in their hearts, and then they listened:

"Bang!"

The talisman unexpectedly turned to ashes.

"It's over, there are too many Shaqi!"

Wang Ruoxu was shocked and frightened, like a dying ember. Zhuge Wuhou smelted iron on this mountain, and a thousand years have passed, and the remaining power is so strong.

Despite the captain's insistence, his heart was hopeless. He followed his ranks for two years and today will be completely destroyed.

......

At the same time, three other people rushed to a hill a few tens of meters away.

The clown glanced at it slightly, and couldn't help but gasp: "Big scene, we're late." ”

Li Suchun also went crazy, and said in a trembling voice: "It, how, how ......"

"Don't you know, what are you going to do when you go down?" asked the Joker.

"I, I ......"

"Okay, don't be poor, help quickly!"

Hualien was the happiest, pulling the young man and jumping down the hill. The clown shrugged and followed.

On the shore, Wang Ruoxu fell and saw three people flying out of the forest. A young man hesitated for a moment, then shouted with a serious Maoshan fingertip: "Royal decree, accept!"

“......“

The white corpse that had caused great damage trembled violently. In the confusion and darkness of consciousness, only a faint force of rule is felt to restrain the killing. This killing nature stems from the golden evil spirit. The Golden Evil Spirit is characterized by the fact that the gods stop the killing of the gods and do not follow each other.

"Stop!"

Su Lichun could see it, her face changed, and she shouted again.

"Ho!"

The two sides confronted each other for a while, and the white body suddenly spewed out a bloody mist and stench, as if it had broken free from the shackles, and suddenly, as soon as he turned around, he actually came here.

"Poof......

The corners of Su Li's innocent mouth spurted blood, her eyes opened wide, the zombie killed the lord, and had the power to bite.

At that moment, a slender palm rested on his shoulder and pushed back, leaving an empty corpse. Then, the orchid-shaped palm converges into a sharp mang, one finger, one palm, and one fist.

Bang bang bang.

The force of the blow, the use of the three methods, and the force of the air all hit the chest.

The white corpse's knees were not bent, it was struck back and forth, and the soles of its feet rubbed against the ground with a rustling sound. It stood up, but was not injured.

"What a hassle!"

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, the Joker quickly retreated and said, "I can't break its defenses." Come on!"

“......“

Hua Mian was speechless, and hurriedly connected to Bai Yu's body. The clown ran to the captain and asked, "Is there a rope?"

"What?"

"Rope!"

"Yes!"

The captain recovered from the accident and quickly dug out a bundle of rope, which was a military rope with great tenacity and stamina.

"Thanks, you spread out!"

The clown threw down the sentence and bounced it again.

“......“

The captain was confused. This thing is too powerful, you two just want to play a bundle game?, suspicious, he looked over there again, and was suddenly taken aback.

In front of everyone, Hua Lian was alone, and she actually firmly suppressed Bai Yu's body.

If a person is haunted and wandering in an inch of land, Youdou will pat the zombies around him from time to time. The thing swung wildly and roared repeatedly, but couldn't help it.

In fact, the opponent's face was also blocked. The opponent has no brains, no feelings, and is afraid to use magic easily. He can only engage in hand-to-hand combat. In hand-to-hand combat, the most annoying thing is to attack the boss with powerful blood.

Fortunately, however, despite its long jump, it flipped over and moved down the street in a small area.

"So!"

The clown approached and threw the rope. The flower face was caught, and the two people pulled one head at a time, such as wearing a flower beard butterfly, and exchanged positions. Soon they were firmly tied.

"Ho!"

The white corpse struggled to move, but could not break free for the time being.

"Let's go!"

"Dad!"

One end of the leg is pocketed upward, and the other end of the body is pulled downward. The white corpse jumped up and down like a big fish and was thrown to the ground.

It was the first time since today's firefight that it laid down its arms.

"This, this ......"

The captain looked straight at him, trembling all over. It's been so exciting today. One by one, he refreshed his worldview. Not only him, but everyone at the scene burst into fear:

"Where did these two come from?"