1035 Shura Days

Someone?

Qin Chuan became vigilant, he hung the torch on the wall next to him, and then took two steps back, letting his body disappear into the darkness as well.

The sound of metal colliding on the opposite side became more and more obvious, and Qin Chuan listened for a while and remained silent. It was so quiet, except for the critique of the flames and the clashing of metal. Human beings have an absolute fear of the unknown, and even a god like Qin Chuan, who has seen a big scene, can't help but start beating rhythmically with the sound of metal in his heart.

Fear can be prolonged, and that's the case now. Qin Chuan didn't know how long he had been waiting, his thigh bones were sweating in his hands, and the figure finally walked into the firelight. This is a man in shabby armor, and it is better to say that it is a man than a dried corpse. His eyes were rotten, but he seemed to be able to find Qin Chuan with some kind of breath, and the darkness couldn't stop him, so he continued to walk towards Qin Chuan.

The dry corpse was carrying a big knife with red rust in his hand, and he walked over and slashed at Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan knew that the darkness couldn't stop this dry corpse, so he quickly retreated to the side, almost grazing the blade to dodge the knife! At the same time, Qin Chuan strangled the neck of the dry corpse and tried to break his head. But the strength of this dry corpse was surprisingly great, and as soon as he struggled, he knocked Qin Chuan's body out and hit the wall next to him, shaking up a cloud of dust.

Qin Chuan almost vomited blood, the physical fitness of these dried corpses was even stronger than himself! As soon as the corpse turned around, the big knife in his hand wiped towards Qin Chuan's head. Qin Chuan immediately became short and squatted on the ground. The tip of the knife slashed at the wall, picking up a row of sparks. Qin Chuan picked up the thigh bone in his hand and smashed it on the cadre's right calf.

"Bang!"

The thigh bone shattered into several pieces as expected, and the other party's calf just shook a little. But Qin Chuan rolled on the spot, dodging the sweeping of the corpse knife, quickly picked up a piece of bone spur that was somewhat sharp, and then rolled to the back of the corpse, jumped up, rode on his body, held the bone spur with both hands, and stabbed it directly into his throat!

Although it was a dried corpse, Qin Chuan seemed to have really hurt him this time. The corpse fell to its knees with a pop, and the broadsword fell to the side with a thud.

"it...... Nyima is exciting. ”

Qin Chuan found the feeling of lurking when he was on an assassination mission. Now that he has been deprived of other abilities, he only has this little experience as a mercenary. What kind of place is Shuratian, is it possible that when you get here, all the skills related to martial artists and immortals will be lost?

Qin Chuan was a little unhappy, but he still had the attitude of trying it out, and put his hand on the top of the cadre's head.

The absorption of one's own life energy can only be absorbed from those who are weaker than oneself. The dry corpse was stronger than him before, but now that he was almost dying, Qin Chuan gave it a try.

As a result, a faint stream of life energy poured into Qin Chuan's body, which surprised him a little. Is it really possible? No, it seems to be a little different......

Qin Chuan felt that his absorption method had changed a little, as if he had been forcibly adjusted after entering the Shura Heaven. However, these energies still made Qin Chuan a little stronger, and his body, which had become a little thin before, had also strengthened a little bit.

"Shura Heaven...... It's so weird. ”

Qin Chuan was muttering, and there was another sound of metal colliding in front of him.

"My day, it's endless!"

Qin Chuan directly picked up the rusty knife that fell next to him, stood up, and before he could see it clearly, a sledgehammer had already arrived in front of him and smashed it on his face!

Pain! The pain is followed by endless darkness!

Everything around seemed to have turned into a whirlpool, sucking Qin Chuan in.

"Bang!"

Qin Chuan smashed on the ground, he touched his head, and it was still intact! What's going on, wasn't it just a headshot?

Qin Chuan took two deep breaths, feeling like a nightmare!

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a familiar scene. It was still the same cage, and there was a sound of scratching the wall next door, and a strange voice was talking.

"Truly...... Is there a new person coming......"

Qin Chuan glanced to the side, and sure enough, the skeleton was still lying there.

You're back in this cage? But the energy I absorbed is still there, and my body is a little stronger than when I first came. And beside him, there is still the rusty big knife. The door to the cell was also slightly open, proving that he had indeed escaped once.

Doesn't Shura Heaven die?

Qin Chuan had heard before that there was a place for Shura Hell. People who like to kill when they are alive will be thrown into the Shura Hell after death, and they will never die here, but there is only war here, only fighting, and you have to kill endlessly! Kill or be killed!

Could it be that this Shura Heaven is also such a place? Either way, you have to get out! As long as you return to Futu Tian, you may be able to recover!

Qin Chuan strengthened his belief and picked up the rusty knife. He pushed open the cell door and returned to the dark hallway. He didn't go far before Qin Chuan heard the sound of metal colliding in front of him. He walked near the campfire, and the figure followed him, and it seemed that at a certain point, the dried corpses would lock onto him.

Sure enough, the dry corpse carrying the rusty knife before reappeared, Qin Chuan was resurrected, and he was resurrected again. Qin Chuan felt that these dried corpses should have been the same human beings as himself before. However, they were reborn again and again, died again and again, and I don't know how many years passed, finally destroying their will and making them become real "dead".

Seeing this guy rushing over with a rusty broadsword, Qin Chuan said, "I'm sorry, I won't become like you." ”

As he spoke, Qin Chuan was short, dodged the opponent's big knife, and at the same time turned around and slashed, and the blade, which had been somewhat smoothed, slashed at the back of the corpse's neck.

Qin Chuan's strength was already a little stronger, and he cut the knife hard. After all, it's already a rusty knife, and it's pitiful with little durability. And half of the head of the dried corpse was also cut off, and half of it was left, Qin Chuan stretched out his hand and forcibly ripped it off!

There should be a dried corpse with a sledgehammer ahead...... You have to readjust yourself before attacking. Qin Chuan looked at this dry corpse wearing armor, the armor on his body seemed to be a creation in the late Han Dynasty, and many of the lock plates on it had fallen off, tattered, but it was a piece of armor after all.

After Qin Chuan came to Shura Heaven, the clothes on his body also changed. He wears a vest on the top and big shorts on the bottom. At the moment, I can't care about anything beautiful, so let's save my life first.

Qin Chuan didn't dislike it, so he just stripped off the tattered armor on the dry corpse, and then put it on his body and picked up the new rusty knife again. The armor is a little heavy, and it makes a sound when walking, but it's better than being shirtless.

It can still absorb the life energy of this dried corpse, although it is very weak, but it is better than nothing. Qin Chuan was not in a hurry to move forward, he sat on the ground and began to sharpen the rusty knife in his hand. After grinding for a long time, the blade of the rusty knife finally became sharper, at least like a knife.

He took off a torch again and made his way forward. As he expected, there was the sound of metal colliding not far ahead. This time, Qin Chuan directly threw the torch over and threw it to the ground in front of him, illuminating the figure.

Qin Chuan was taken aback.

How to put it, although it is a dry corpse, but there is a little ...... on the other side Fat dried corpse. How could such a thing exist, it seems that these things are not as simple as dried corpses.

He was a bit burly, and although he was not wearing armor, he carried a warhammer. The handle of this war hammer is one meter long, and the hammer head is even more huge, enough to smash through walls! No wonder he wheeled himself to death with a hammer just now.

This guy didn't know if he had intelligence or not, but he seemed to be angered by Qin Chuan's torch-throwing behavior. for the torch was struck on his face, and fell to the ground.

"I said I didn't mean to, would you be angry?"

Qin Chuan asked.

"Bang bang!"

The fat corpse ran two steps forward directly, the ground on which he stepped trembled a little, and then the hammer swung towards Qin Chuan!

If this hammer is slapped on himself, even if he is wearing armor, he is estimated to be seriously injured if he does not die. Qin Chuan didn't want to go back to the cage again, so he immediately rolled on the spot and dodged the fat man's war hammer.

At the same time, Qin Chuan slammed the knife and slashed at the fat man's leg. Although the attack power is strong, the fat man's defense is not good. Covered in flesh, Qin Chuan naturally attacked unceremoniously.

One of the fat man's legs was severed by a sharpened rusty knife, and his massive body slammed into the wall next to him with a thud. The hallway is quite spacious, but it's a bit narrow for him.

"Walk you!"

Qin Chuan grabbed the war hammer smashed next to him, ready to retaliate and attack, and smashed the fat man's head too! But he was clutched onto the handle of the hammer and his arm was almost dislocated! Damn, this warhammer is so heavy!

Taking advantage of Qin Chuan's efforts, the fat corpse stretched out his big hand and grabbed Qin Chuan's body, lifting Qin Chuan into the air as if he were holding a toy. **Uncle, I've been preparing for so long, I won't be killed by him like this! Qin Chuan immediately stretched out his legs and twisted them on the fat man's head. But being held by the fat man, Qin Chuan was somewhat unable to exert his strength.

Strangulation is not good, and it is not necessary to use strength. Qin Chuan let go of his legs, then curled up in the air, then stretched his legs and kicked the fat man in the face hard.

"Poof!"

The foot armor sank into the other person's face, pressing out the red and white things. And the fat man's body also leaned back, and the strength in his hands was much less. Qin Chuan immediately took the opportunity to break free of his palm, fell back to the ground, picked up his rusty knife, and cut off the fat man's other leg again!

The fat man finally fell to the ground, and Qin Chuan cut off his head with a knife, and then sat on the ground with a sigh of relief.

This kind of fight is really ...... It's too hanging! Qin Chuan glanced at his rusty knife, and after a while, there were several openings on it. After calming his breath, he tried to pick up the fat man's war hammer, but it was too heavy. With such an inflexible weapon, the gains outweigh the losses.

Qin Chuan picked up the rusty knife again and took two steps forward, but he heard the sound of striking iron from somewhere.