After being killed in this underground space, the body will corrode over time, but the skeleton will not be affected by time.

The master's life skills will be sealed in the skeleton, and these skeletons will be lodged in the surrounding walls.

What Yang Yanfeng and they are facing now is the rebels of the Situ family for generations!

Generally, they don't have a certain amount of strength, and they don't have the guts to rebel, so the strength of these skeleton soldiers is generally very high, the lowest will not be less than five hundred qi value, and the highest one has reached an astonishing one thousand and five.

Yang Yanfeng counted it, and there were a total of 63 skeleton soldiers present, that is to say, they had to deal with sixty-three masters with strength values between five hundred and one thousand five.

Relying on the words of the king to seal the marquis, one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither.

Once the war breaks out, it will be ruined, a general's military exploits are exchanged for the lives of 10,000 soldiers, and this general will become a god of war worth the lives of 10,000 soldiers.

At the beginning of the establishment of this underground space, the Situ family let the clansmen go in for trials in this idea, in order to be the god of war who had long been withered!

But unlike the Lan family's Bishui Pavilion, although there are very few people who have passed the trial, there are examples of passing, and this Situ family's ten thousand bones are withered, and no one has ever survived it.

Until one of the clansmen reflected, "This is a territory! It is impossible to get out of it alive! It should not be used as a place of trial for the clansmen, but should be used as a barrier to punish traitors or annihilate the enemy."

The Situ family's policy on underground space has also changed since then and continues to this day.

The two of them were alone among the sixty-three skeleton soldiers, and they all broke out in a cold sweat.

"Don't panic, it's not a big problem. Yang Yanfeng swallowed his saliva and said.

"Isn't that a big deal?" Huang Jiukai's legs kept shaking.

"I think we can find a way to break them one by one, as long as we don't get caught in the trend of being besieged, there is still a chance. ”

"There are 63 skeleton soldiers, can you break them down one by one and show me?" Huang Jiukai said with a black line on his face, "Besides, don't learn from me to shake your legs!"

Yang Yanfeng looked down and saw that he was really shaking his legs.

The so-called face is as stable as an old dog, and the group of panicked people in his heart refers to him being correct.

His strength is 1900, and Huang Jiukai's strength is 1200 to 1300.

As for the combat power of these skeleton soldiers, take an average calculation, each of them must have a thousand.

The difference in strength between the two sides is obvious.

Let two people deal with ten skeleton soldiers, maybe there is still a chance, this has to deal with 63, isn't it a fantasy!

On the battlefield, the opponent will not leave you with a gap to think, Yang Yanfeng and Huang Jiukai have not yet discussed their countermeasures, and a skeleton soldier took the lead in waving the big knife in his hand and slashed over.

The two of them dodged to the sides, and before they could stand still, a few skeletons rushed up.

Originally, they were said to be defeated one by one, but now they were forcibly separated and each of them was surrounded and suppressed.

At the beginning, the situation was quite good, Yang Yanfeng forced back a lot of skeleton soldiers with a strength that was one step higher than everyone present, even the strongest of them would be knocked away after two moves, quite a tiger into the wolf pack.

And Huang Jiukai, although his strength is not good, but his speed is really perverted compared to the same level, the attacks of the skeleton soldiers almost can't rub against him, and the dodge is just right, and he can also accurately predict the offensive actions of those skeleton soldiers, and calculate it just right.

But one side is a person, and the other side is a bone. People get tired, but bones don't.

The battle lasted for a long time, Yang Yanfeng and Huang Jiukai both gasped rapidly, they were already gradually exhausted, on the other hand, those skeleton soldiers, they were still attacking relentlessly, and their state did not decrease at all.

Although Youji's treatment can also restore the two of them to their full state, the eight hundred spiritual power points are limited after all, not to mention that most of the meteor showers that have been used to help Yang Yanfeng recover his physical strength have been consumed.

What made Yang Yanfeng's head even bigger was that he didn't know what was supporting these skeleton soldiers to fight, and if they cut off their skulls, they could continue to wield their weapons.

Only by cutting off their hands and feet, breaking their drives, and breaking the bones of their bodies to pieces, so that they are completely incapacitated, can one be solved.

And in the encirclement and suppression of a group of skeleton soldiers, it is not easy to do this, the battle has been going on for so long, Yang Yanfeng and Huang Jiukai have tried their best to get nine, and there are still 54 left, and they have just solved one-seventh.

What is very bloody is that Yuji's spiritual power point also bottomed out at this time, and she had to return to Tianyu to recover her spiritual power.

It lasted for another half of the incense, Yang Yanfeng and Huang Jiukai were forced into a corner, there were many scars on their bodies, although they were all minor injuries, but if they were too much bleeding, they would also cause danger.

Yang Yanfeng really has used all the skills, the effect of the meteor shower is really good, a round of smashing down will make a skeleton soldier break his hands and feet, but before he has time to go up to mend the knife, the remaining intact skeleton soldiers will surround him and hinder him, once he misses the short time to mend the knife, the hands and feet of those crippled skeleton soldiers will return to the body.

Yang Yanfeng also tried sneak attack, doing one by one, which was in line with the plan he proposed at the beginning to destroy them one by one, but unexpectedly, these skeleton soldiers did not rely on the senses of eyes or ears to detect the enemy, but through their breath.

In the future, with more and more breakthroughs in the seventy rounds of moons, the effect of stealth can indeed be increased, and concealing the aura is not a problem, but Yang Yanfeng's current cultivation of the Red Moon Ninefold is not enough, so he can only deceive his facial features.

In other words, using stealth now has no effect on these skeletons, and is just a waste of stamina.

The knife in Yang Yanfeng's hand shook for a moment, turning into Yang Qianxue, who had two lower legs apart and sat on the ground, his face was a lot paler, and his eyes were a little blank.

The weapon demon is conscious, and the durability of the weapon will decrease with the increase in the frequency of use, and the physical strength of the weapon demon is directly proportional to the decrease in durability, and the continuous fight until this time, Yang Qianxue finally couldn't hold on.

Exhausted, scarred, and ineffective, this is really exhausted and embattled...

Am I going to die in this hellish place?

Looking at the skeleton soldiers slowly surrounding him, Yang Yanfeng was already helpless.

Originally, he imagined his prospects to be very beautiful, and the strength to grow smoothly and advance all the way, everything came too conveniently and smoothly, as if the day of defeating the alien Qi Huang and returning to the earth was close at hand.

Defeat gave him a hard slap in the face, woke him up, pulled him back to reality mercilessly, and made him realize once again that his strength was too small, like sand in the sea, and a gentle microwave could make it disappear without a trace.

As if he wanted to open, the tense muscles all over his body suddenly relaxed, and Yang Yanfeng had retreated and stretched forward, and he had retreated slightly, sitting on the ground in a sitting position that was very comfortable for him.

He stroked Yang Qianxue's little head, "Do you regret following me?"

Yang Qianxue shook her head firmly, "I don't regret it, I was bored to die of a lonely wandering life before, and I finally found a home, whether it was good to eat or have fun, although the time was short, it was better than spending my time like before!"

Hearing this, Yang Yanfeng suddenly choked up, he still remembered that he deceived the little girl in the cave at the beginning, saying that the gold coins belonged to his friend, and he was just taking things on behalf of his friend, and the latter believed it stupidly.

I'm just a true liar.

Yang Yanfeng turned his head to look at Huang Jiukai again, his eyes were full of apologies, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to hurt you, I shouldn't have pulled you up when I came here to deliver the corpses of prisoners of war at the beginning." ”

"You know..."

Speaking of which, the most unjust person in this matter is Huang Jiukai, who was supposed to stay well in the city lord's manor, but was pulled over by Yang Yanfeng to send the corpses of prisoners of war together, and it was a coincidence that he had to pay for his life here.

The first few times I pit him, hack him, and sell it, I won't pursue it, and this burial is a bit too much, right?

Yang Yanfeng knew that he had no way to compensate Huang Jiukai, and he didn't speak anymore, but his head lowered slightly.

Seeing the former's appearance, Huang Jiukai, who was still thinking of complaining to him, suddenly lost his anger, and sighed, "That's it, people are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed, even if it is today's severed head, I also admit it, I have read countless beauties before, led the coquettish for ten years, and the object of today's funeral is still the Phantom Tiandu, Lao Tzu's life, it is worth it!"

The former said this, which means that he no longer blames himself, in fact, the moment he fell from the ground and Yang Yanfeng took the initiative to put his body under him, Huang Jiukai had already regarded him as a friend of life and death, and he had no regrets to accompany him before the ghost gate closed.

It's just that about the Phantom Tiandu, Yang Yanfeng has the heart to explain to Huang Jiukai, and it seems that there is no such opportunity.

"I'm sorry, but I promised you that after the thirty-day period, I would give you five hundred gold coins to return your freedom, but this promise should not be fulfilled. Yang Yanfeng said with a smile, "Who would have thought that before the thirty days arrived, our Yangshou would come to an end." ”

"It doesn't matter. Huang Jiukai waved his hand, "After you arrive at the Netherworld, you will slowly compensate me for my losses!"

"That's a word. ”

The two of them high-fived each other and laughed heartily at the giant axe that the skeleton soldier threw at the door in front of them.

Yang Qianxue was also not afraid of death, she did not change back to the appearance of the Taidao, and kept her human form lying quietly on her side beside Yang Yanfeng.

Once the demon has the master, the two sides are in a relationship of life and death.

Death is a moment of pain, followed by permanent liberation, free from worldly troubles, and free from all burdens.

Before a person is dying, important people and memories in life will be played back in his mind like a slideshow, Yang Yanfeng first saw the family of the earth, then Lin Ling, Luo Liang, Zhang Xuyin and other friends from the earth, and finally, Lan Ling's shadow.

Can these people really be put aside?

In his consciousness, Lan Ling's shadow turned around, and Yang Yanfeng's eyes suddenly opened.