Zhang Meng and the fat man still wanted to quickly solve the Kunlun slave who broke out of the coffin behind them, but they didn't expect that things had become extremely tricky.

At the time of the bloody battle between the Japanese mercenaries and the Kunlun slaves, the wax seals that were originally hanging on their heads were like ripe fruits, blooming one after another.

"Damn, fat man, I fought with them......" The fat man bit his lip tightly, grabbed the sapper shovel in his hand fiercely, and shoveled it at the Kunlun slave who was blocking the front and had not yet recovered his consciousness.

"Zhang Quede, I'll rush forward with the fat man!" The fat man yelled.

Looking at the fewer and fewer pontoon bridges under his feet, Zhang Meng couldn't care about the disgusting scene in front of him, took the sapper shovel handed over by the fat man, and shoveled it against the Kunlun slave who was blocking in front.

The Kunlun slave in front of him was completely unconscious, and was smashed by the fat man and Zhang Meng like this, and his brain suddenly burst.

However, these things did not stop attacking because of the burst of brains, and still crawled towards Zhang Meng and the fat man.

"I'm cǎo, what the fuck is this?" Looking at the disgusting and cautious scene in front of him, the fat man stiffened his head and kicked the two headless Kunlun slaves off the pontoon bridge.

"Oh no, these things are the same as the living dead in Sky City." Zhang Meng said.

"Damn!" Zhang Meng's response made the fat man's whole body tremble, and the fat on his body trembled unconsciously: "If it's really that thing, I'm afraid I can't beat these Kunlun slaves to death even if they wear their intestines through their stomachs." ”

"There's no way, just take one step at a time." The fat man's worries, Zhang Meng is clear, in the face of this unconscious corpse, it is no longer the consciousness of the pre-human life, but the Gu worm, or the mysterious radio wave frequency, in the face of this supernatural phenomenon, it is difficult to crack it with existing means.

"I have to fight hard, it's better to be tired than disgusted!" The fat man clenched the sapper shovel, like chopping melons and vegetables, and slashed wildly towards the Kunlun Nu who was blocking him.

"Be careful." Seeing that the fat man was desperate, Zhang Meng was really afraid that he would be careless and fall down, so he reminded while dealing with the Kunlun slave who fell from the sky.

"Got it." The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "Take care of yourself!" ”

"Cut, I'm afraid you're really crazy." Zhang Meng said.

"Before I go crazy, fat man, I will fight my way out first." After the fat man finished speaking, he raised the sapper shovel again.

Just as the two were fighting and talking, the Kunlun slaves hanging from the rattan had all poured onto the entire pontoon bridge, completely blocking the figures of Zhao San, Zhang Shaotu, Xiaolou and the Americans, and even Lai Zi and Lady Na couldn't see it.

In Zhang Meng and the fat man's sight, the only thing they could see was the god-killing Japanese mercenary behind them!

The combat power of the Japanese was completely beyond everyone's imagination, and the three black Tang knives kept exchanging between their hands, and every time they exchanged, there would definitely be a Kunlun slave's head rising into the sky.

The black figure, the red plasma, in front of him, there is almost no enemy!

Zhang Meng and the fat man patted the Kunlun slave in front of them, and secretly looked at the Japanese skill, for some reason, the two of them actually had a sense of security in their hearts.

"Hey, Zhang Quede, you said that this Japanese devil is with Ye ...... Eh, military brother, who is stronger and who is weaker? ”

"I can't say for sure." Zhang Meng responded while dealing with the Kunlun slave in front of him: "Look at this guy's posture, he is completely a first-class master, if you talk about strength alone, he and Brother Jun are indistinguishable!" ”

"Damn, this Bogut company is really willing to pay for it!" The fat man scolded.

"However, he is a little different from the type of military brother, looking at his moves, he is full of sword skills in the Tang Dynasty, and he is a swordsman!" Zhang Meng said: "I have read some classics of the Tang Dynasty, the so-called Tang knife, a total of divided into: ritual knife, barrier knife, horizontal knife, Mo knife these four systems, Mo knife is used by heavy armor soldiers, the general Gao Xianzhi once led thousands of Mo knife soldiers, defeated 100,000 Arab coalition troops. And the first three knives, are used in fighting, the Tang Dynasty rangers, according to these three kinds of knives, developed a lot of fighting skills, and later Jianzhen monk Dongdu, some knife techniques along with the Tang knife also spread to Japan, this Japanese should be the lost 'three knife flow'. And Brother Jun, he didn't learn any lost fighting skills, his experience was all from the battlefield step by step, a typical iron-blooded soldier, so the two were not at the same level at all. Zhang Meng thought for a while and said.

"Yes, Brother Jun not only uses military stabs, but also uses all kinds of firearms, and has a way to deal with any weird opponent! This Japanese is probably playing with knives, but the fighting technique of using three knives in a row, the fat man is really the first time I've seen it. The fat man sighed.

"Huh?" Zhang Meng suddenly remembered something, and his body was stunned.

Just as he paused, a Kunlun slave grabbed Zhang Meng's ankle from under the pontoon, and was about to drag Zhang Meng off the pontoon.

When the fat man saw this scene, he hurriedly knocked out the Kunlun slave under Zhang Meng's feet with a shovel, and then turned around and slapped the Kunlun slave who pounced again.

"Hey! I said, Zhang Quede, you talk to talk, don't forget where this is! Give the fat man my spirit, don't bother the fat man......"

"Bang ......"

Just when the fat man turned around and scolded Zhang Meng, Zhang Meng took the opportunity to kick off the Kunlun slave who was smashed by the fat man, and replied: "I know, but I said the fat man, you also use some force, don't you know that this thing can't see life and death?" ”

"Got it, got it." The fat man replied impatiently: "But I said Zhang Quede, what were you stunned just now?" ”

"If you don't say it, I almost forgot." Zhang Meng suddenly lowered his voice and said to the fat man: "I was thinking, just now you and I were obviously hit by the corpse incense konjac, but why is this Japanese okay?" ”

"That's right!" Hearing Zhang Meng say this, the fat man also suddenly realized, and stupidly looked back at the Japanese mercenary who was fighting.

"Could it be that he is also our illusion?" Zhang Meng guessed.

"If so, we're in trouble!" The fat man hurriedly shook his fat and said to himself: "I said, can we not scare ourselves?" ”

was guessed by Zhang Meng like this, and the two people who had palpitations saw that the scene in their eyes no longer seemed to be so real.

Just as the two of them were guessing, they heard a crisp sound of broken knives behind them.

Hearing the voice behind them, the hearts of the two tightened at the same time, covered by the fat man, Zhang Meng looked back.

"Hey, Zhang Quede, what's going on behind the scenes?" The fat man asked.

"The knife is broken!" Zhang Meng said.

"That Jap's knife?" The fat man's body shook, and while turning the direction, he muttered to himself: "I think the knife is not bad, why is it broken?" ”