Chapter 197: Terrifying Blood Armor Corpse

As soon as Daoist Zifeng's words fell, he saw that the blood mist that originally covered the blood armor corpse suddenly churned and surged, and the figure that was originally covered by the blood armor corpse was gradually revealed little by little.

Soon, there was only a faint layer of blood mist left in the blood armor corpse, and the blood armor corpse in the blood mist opened its mouth and sucked it in, sucking all the remaining blood mist into it.

After the blood armor corpse sucked all the blood mist in, it closed its eyes and let out a long roar.

At this time, the appearance of the blood armor corpse had changed into another appearance, and the original scarlet body was covered with pieces of black and red bone armor except for the bends of the joints. On the forearms and calves, there are red sharp spikes on the back and back.

Looking at the appearance of this spike, I feel that being scratched will directly cut off two catties of meat.

The blood armor corpse opened its eyes, coldly swept around Zhang Yi and the others, raised his hand and touched the bone armor covering his chest, and said, "I've kept you waiting!"

After finishing speaking, the blood armor corpse raised its feet and walked towards Wang Fan, but after only a few steps, the blood armor corpse staggered, and its body shook and half knelt on the ground.

There are flaws......

Wang Fan's figure disappeared in place in a flash, and suddenly appeared in front of the bloody corpse, his right hand was clenched into a fist, the golden light on the fist was shining, the muscles on his right arm were tense, and the blood vessels crawled on his arm one by one, and a top-uppercut punch hit the chin of the bloody corpse from the bottom up.

With a "boom", Wang Fan's fist hit the chin of the blood armor corpse hard, but the blood armor corpse did not fly out, not even the slightest trembling.

At this time, drops of blood flowed from Wang Fan's right fist, dripping down his forearm and falling to the ground little by little. Wang Fan's face changed slightly, and he decisively withdrew his fist and retreated one after another.

After Wang Fan opened a certain distance from the blood armor corpse, he raised his fist and looked at it, and at this time, the flesh on the fist was already rotten, and in some places there were still white bones exposed.

Wang Fan smiled bitterly, shook his right hand and continued to clench his fists as if he was nothing, but this time Wang Fan did not rush forward, only to see an attacking posture, looking at the half-kneeling bloody corpse with great vigilance.

The blood armor corpse didn't kneel much for a long time, and as soon as Wang Fan left, the blood armor corpse's figure moved slightly, and he stood up from a half-kneeling position.

"It's been too long and it's useless, I'm a little unaccustomed to this posture......" The Bloody Corpse tilted his head and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, the bloody corpse's eyes were full of murder, and he didn't make any prelude at all, so he disappeared from everyone's sight inexplicably.

With a "brush", the blood-armored corpse appeared in front of Wang Fan, grinning and staring at Wang Fan with a pair of emotionless eyes, raising his fist and hitting Wang Fan's face.

So fast...... Didn't see how it moved...... Oops! It's too late to dodge......

Wang Fan changed from attack to defense, and when the fist of the blood armor corpse fell, he reluctantly crossed his arms in front of his chest and assumed a defensive posture.

The fist of the blood armor corpse slammed into Wang Fan's arm with a loud bang, and a faint wave of air rippled.

Wang Fan was beaten by the bloody armor corpse and retreated one after another, and every time he took a step back, Wang Fan would step on a pit under his feet, so Wang Fan kept retreating, until he was close to the stone wall, and then stopped retreating, but there were a few cracks on the stone wall on Wang Fan's back......

After Wang Fan stopped, he put down his swollen and red arm, gritted his teeth and glared at the bloody corpse not far away.

"Not bad! I hope you can support the long point, let me have a good time! The blood-armored corpse grinned, revealing its scarlet, barbed tongue.

With a "bang", the figure of the blood armor corpse disappeared again, and when it reappeared, the blood armor corpse turned its five claws into a knife and stabbed Wang Fan's heart fiercely.

The nails on the five fingers of the bloody corpse were pitch black and shiny, sharp as knives, shining with a dazzling light, and even an iron body could dig a hole for you with this blow.

Wang Fan saw that the speed of the bloody armor corpse was still like this, and he couldn't dodge, so he grabbed the bloody armor corpse with both hands and dug into his claws.

Although Wang Fan grabbed the claws of the blood armor corpse at the last moment, the blood armor corpse was much stronger after absorbing the blood mist, and after being caught by Wang Fan, it still stabbed Wang Fan's heart little by little.

At this time, Wang Fan's back was against the stone wall, the muscle texture of his hands was clear and abnormal, the green tendons on his forehead were bursting up, and he gritted his teeth and persevered. On the other hand, the blood armor corpse's face was unusually relaxed, and he was not in a hurry or irritated and pushed his claws towards Wang Fan's heart little by little.

"Monk Wang is about to kneel, I didn't expect this blood armor corpse to be so strong!" Daoist Zifeng looked at such a scene and said worriedly.

"Female horse, I don't care, just die!" After Zhang Yi scolded angrily, he rushed forward directly with a peachwood sword.

“KOA！” Daoist Zifeng raised his hand and slapped himself, blaming himself that he could only watch the drama and did not make any movements.

Daoist Zifeng stretched out his hand and wiped his black knife, and after reciting the Xuanshen Mantra again, he also rushed forward with his knife.

Seeing this, Qiu Lao took a deep breath and followed with his sword.

Although the blood armor corpse claws advanced very slowly, they still pierced Wang Fan's heart little by little when they got to the back.

Wang Fan let out a painful scream, and grabbed the wrist of the bloody armor corpse, but he still couldn't stop the claws that pierced in little by little.

Wang Fan's eyes changed slightly, and the arm that was originally holding the blood armor corpse with both hands turned around, and his body jumped up to directly clamp the head of the blood armor corpse, and the blood armor corpse was pressed to the ground with a turn of his body.

Wang Fan didn't pause whether the barbs on the lower arm of the bloody armor corpse pierced into his body, and he had already used the lock technique, and a cross stubbornly locked the bloody armor corpse.

Before Zhang Yi and the others arrived, they saw Wang Fan's smooth and smooth movements, locking the bloody armor corpse on the ground.

"Brother Fan, Niu B!" Zhang Yi stepped forward directly and slapped a sycophant.

"I'm still in the mood to pat on the back, hurry up and poke it!" Zifeng Daoist held the knife in his hand and stabbed it into the eye of the bloody corpse.

With a "sizzle", the black knife of Ugin stabbed into the eyes of the bloody armored corpse, although it only stabbed a little bit and couldn't penetrate it, but the fishy thick blood instantly spurted out of the bloody armored corpse's eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi turned his wrist and held the peachwood sword in his back hand and stabbed directly into the other eye of the bloody corpse.

After one eye of the bloody corpse was stung, seeing that these people were going to bring disaster to his other eyeball, he suddenly became evil and angry.

The blood armor corpse roared angrily, stretched out his other hand and grabbed Zifeng Daoist's foot and pulled it violently, throwing Zifeng Daoist towards Zhang Yi.

With a "bang", Daoist Zifeng directly took off the black black knife of Wujin and had a close contact with Zhang Yi.

After the blood armor corpse threw the Zifeng Daoist away, his body moved straight and stood up from the ground, lifted Wang Fan, who was locking his arm, and smashed it to the ground.

"Hmm......" Wang Fan snorted, still locking the arm of the bloody corpse.

"Hehe!!" The Bloody Corpse sneered, raised its arm again and smashed it down against the ground.

One after another, the blood armor corpse did not stop at all, and there was a momentum of not smashing Wang Fan down and vowing not to give up.