Chapter 192: The Weakness of the Resentful Corpse

Zhang Yi held the peachwood sword and stabbed at a resentful corpse outside the ink marks, and a sword pierced into the neck of the resentful corpse, and in an instant, a puff of green smoke came out of the neck of the resentful corpse. With a twist of Zhang Yi's wrist, the peachwood sword slashed horizontally, directly breaking half of the neck of the resentful corpse.

This resentful corpse hung a half-drooping neck, and fell directly after its body was crooked, but the rest of the resentful corpses had no fear and fear at all, and still rushed up unrelentingly.

After Zhang Yi put down a resentful corpse, he continued to stab at other resentful corpses with his sword.

The three people in the other three places were also slashing and killing the resentful corpses like Zhang Yi. However, Zifeng Daoist is holding the black black knife in both hands, regardless of the injury on the palm, directly slashing at the resentful corpse, under the blessing of the Kaixuan God Mantra, the resentful corpse cut by the Zifeng Daoist is basically cut in two, like cutting fruit, effortlessly, very easy.

And Wang Fan is more powerful, holding two solid iron rods (given by Mr. Cang) in his hand and smashing the resentful corpse viciously like a ruffian hooligan, the resentful corpse that was smashed was either broken or broken, and Zhang Yi could hear the crisp fracture sound of the resentful corpse from a large distance.

Guan Zhi Qiu Lao is relatively ordinary, and like Zhang Yi, he simply stabbed at the heart, throat, and eyebrows of the resentful corpse.

But even if everyone is killing, chopping, stabbing, and smashing in full swing, the number of resentful corpses is still not small, and it is still rushing up like a tide.

Although the Dao weapons in everyone's hands were attached to the Xuanshen Divine Spell, they still couldn't completely eliminate these resentful corpses, and could only slow down the recovery speed of these resentful corpses.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer ink marks under the feet of the people, and soon there was not much range for the people to move.

After Zhang Yi pulled out the peachwood sword from the eyebrows of a resentful corpse, he saw that the resentful corpse first fell, and then a cloud of blood mist emerged from the wound in the center of the eyebrows, first gnawing away the evil power of the peachwood sword with the crippled eyebrows, and then began to repair the wound, and the wound was repaired by the blood mist a few seconds later.

And the speed of recovery of this resentful corpse is getting faster and faster, not that the resentful corpse has become stronger or anything, but the power of the Enlightenment Divine Spell blessed by the Dao weapon in the hands of Zhang Yi and others has become weaker and weaker with time and the number of corpses stabbed.

And now the surface of the peachwood sword has been covered with a black layer of charcoal, after such a long time of fighting and stabbing the resentful corpse, even the hundred-year-old peachwood sword has begun to wear out.

"Grass! Why can't these guys be killed? Wang Fan pinched the bent iron rod that had already been smashed and said depressedly.

"Otherwise, let's withdraw first!" Zhang Yi moved his throat and said tremblingly.

"That's right, when you find the weakness of these resentful corpses, I'll clean them up. While I still have some physical strength, I will open the way in front of the Buddha body when I start a battle, and you will follow behind. Wang Fan threw away the iron rod in his hand, slowly raised his hands, took a deep breath, and then breathed, it seemed that he was about to start a war with the Buddha body.

"Wait!" Daoist Zifeng stopped Wang Fan and stopped Wang Fan, who was about to start a war with the Buddha body.

"What's wrong? Uncle Feng? Wang Fan looked at Daoist Zifeng puzzled.

"Let me be sure of one thing first!" Daoist Zifeng raised the black black knife and stabbed the resentful corpse to the chest, and then turned his wrist and pulled it out, directly opening a hole in the chest of the resentful corpse.

After the hole in the chest of the resentful corpse was opened, its body trembled a few times before falling.

Immediately after that, the Zifeng Daoist raised his knife and fell, and the black black knife turned into darkness and slashed at the resentful corpses that rushed up from behind, and the Zifeng Daoist looked at the grumbling corpse that had been opened on the ground while slashing back the resentful corpses that rushed up.

But the blood mist did not appear for a long time, and the hole in the chest of the resentful corpse showed no signs of repairing, so it lay on the ground softly and did not move.

"Sure enough!" Daoist Zifeng immediately turned his head and said to everyone: "Poke their acupoints, there is a weakness!" After that, Zifeng Daoist stabbed the knife into the middle of the chest near a resentful corpse, and with a twist of his wrist, he opened a hole in the chest of the resentful corpse.

After everyone heard this, they once again raised the Dao weapon to kill the resentful corpse, but this time it was no longer a random slash and stab, but a full stab at the middle of the resentful corpse.

Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao stabbed the resentful corpse with a peachwood sword, and the peachwood sword was originally a sharp weapon to defeat evil, of course, it didn't take much effort to stab it. And Wang Fan was forced hard, the iron rod was neither a Taoist weapon nor attached to the Xuanshen Mantra and the tip was still flat, it was difficult to poke it, but Wang Fan didn't have anything else to do with the tendon flesh, and with his own strong strength, he stabbed several resentful corpses.

As Zifeng Daoist deduced, the Jizhong acupoint was indeed the weakness of the resentful corpses, and none of these resentful corpses had ever stood up after being stabbed through the Jizhong acupoint.

After finding the weakness of the resentful corpse, everyone quickly cleaned up the resentful corpse, and now there is only a small rub of resentful corpse left outside the ink marks.

Just as everyone was stabbing their skins, these resentful corpses suddenly stopped, no longer colliding with the ink marks, and began to retreat one after another, far away from the ink marks.

The sudden braking of the resentful corpses made Zhang Yi and his party stunned for a while, and the Dao weapon in their hands was neither taken nor stabbed......

What's going on? Why don't those resentful corpses come up?

At this moment, a "pop" clapping sound came from the group of resentful corpses, and the resentful corpses also parted to reveal a dark passage to both sides.

After Zhang Yi and others saw this scene, they gathered together one after another, raised their flashlights and shone towards this passage.

The clapping of hands drew closer, followed by footsteps, and gradually a scarlet figure emerged from the passage.

"Yes, you can actually find that the Jizhong acupoint is the weakness of these resentful corpses, I have to praise you!" The scarlet figure pulled at the sound of a broken gong, clapped his palms, and praised everyone.

After everyone saw this scarlet figure, everyone's faces suddenly turned as pale as white paper, and even Mr. Cang turned his mouse fur upside down and opened his mouth to show his rat teeth, making a "squeak" scream.

This scarlet figure was the blood-armored corpse.

"What's wrong? Was I surprised to see this? Didn't we take a picture when we were up there just now? The blood-armored corpse chuckled and looked at everyone with contempt.

"You...... How would you? Qiu Lao trembled and stretched out his finger, pointing at the bloody corpse, his face full of horror.

"Aha...... I can't get tired of looking at this kind of expression! The blood-armored corpse looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Who the hell are you?" Daoist Zifeng gritted his teeth, the fingers of his right hand clasped the wound on his palm, and forced himself to calm down with pain.

"I ...... I'm the bloody corpse in your mouth! The blood-armored corpse pointed at himself and said lightly.