Chapter 198: Capturing the Black Sword of Ugin

The blood-armored corpse raised the arm hanging on Wang Fan and smashed it to the ground, one after another, and every time it smashed, the earth would be splashed and shaken......

After the third stroke, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Wang Fan's mouth, and when it came to the fifth stroke, Wang Fan finally couldn't help but let out a "wow", spit out a mouthful of blood, and loosened the crucifix.

Seeing that the bloody armor corpse finally smashed down Wang Fan, he raised his foot and kicked it directly on Wang Fan's front door, kicking Wang Fan far away, until Wang Fan smashed into the stone wall and knocked out a few cracks, and then stopped.

Wang Fan lay on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood, and after supporting his knees with one hand and the wall with the other, he barely stood up from the ground.

At this time, the blood armor corpse raised his hand and grabbed the black black knife inserted in his eyes and pulled it out, bringing out a column of fishy thick blood, and the moment the black knife was pulled out, the eyes of the blood armor corpse squirmed, and after a while, it was intact as before. The blood-armored corpse held the black knife in one hand, and wisps of green smoke floated from the place where the palm of his hand touched the black knife.

The bloody corpse picked up the black black knife of ugin, grabbed the head of the knife with one hand and the tail of the knife with the other, and suddenly tried to break the black knife with both arms. But the black knife of Ugin continued to break no matter how hard the blood armor corpse worked, and there was not even the slightest bend.

The blood armor corpse was furious, so he threw the black knife to the ground and pressed it, and directly inserted the black knife into the ground, leaving only one handle outside.

After Wang Fan stood up with the help of the stone wall, his throat was sweet and fresh and spit out, and with the spit out of this mouthful of blood, the figure of the Golden Light Buddha behind Wang Fan dissipated into a little golden light and disappeared after a burst of twisting and floating.

After the golden light Buddha disappeared, Wang Fan's body suddenly turned red, and then his body began to swell up little by little, and after the swelling reached a certain extent, Wang Fan's acupuncture points spurted out blood, and instantly dyed Wang Fan into a bloody person, and Wang Fan had already descended from the state of fighting the Buddha's body.

Fortunately, the blood didn't take long to spray, and after only four or five seconds, it stopped.

After Wang Fan sprayed blood, his body shook and fell to the ground, but fortunately, after Qiu Lao, who had not stepped forward at first, saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward to support Wang Fan.

"Are you alright!?" Old Qiu asked in a low voice.

Wang Fan endured the chaos and heavy sleepy head, supported the stone wall with one hand and nodded with difficulty, indicating that he was okay. Seeing Wang Fan like this, Qiu Lao slowly let go of Wang Fan, and stood in front of Wang Fan with a peachwood sword in both hands.

Zhang Yi, who was on the side, propped up his hands, and first pushed the Zifeng Daoist who was as heavy as a dead pig on his body to the side, and stood up with his body rolling on the ground.

After the Zifeng Daoist was pushed aside, a carp stood up.

The blood armor corpse was full of murderous energy, and looked at Zhang Yi with evil spirit, and shouted loudly: "Okay! Good! Good! Since you all want to die so much, then I will fulfill you. ”

Zhang Yi swallowed his saliva and whispered to Daoist Zifeng, "Uncle Feng, can you use the trick you used last time to deal with that red-clothed ghost to deal with the bloody corpse?"

Daoist Zifeng shook his head lightly and said, "It's impossible, that move is to attract heavenly qi, now that we are deep in the ground, I can't feel heavenly qi at all!"

"Now that Brother Fan is also kneeling, are we going to fight the street here?" Zhang Yi tugged at the corners of his mouth, forcibly squeezed out a smile and said.

"Not necessarily, there's another way, and that's to use that black gold knife!" Zifeng Daoist looked straight at the blood armor corpse at the foot of the ** black knife with only one hilt.

"Are you sure?" Zhang Yi was obviously a little unconvinced.

"That method is only fifty percent sure that it can destroy this bloody corpse!" Daoist Zifeng frowned and said with a serious expression.

"Fifty percent...... It's already high! Wait a minute...... Since it's such a high certainty, why didn't you use it earlier? Zhang Yi turned his head and asked.

"But now is not the time to talk about this, we will find a way to lure the blood armor corpse away!" Daoist Zifeng glanced at the bloody corpse and took a deep breath to calm himself.

When Zhang Yi moved and wanted to speak, the blood armor corpse tilted his head, looked at Zifeng Daoist and spoke first: "Is the battle meeting over?"

Zifeng Daoist was stared at and his scalp was numb, he took out a peach wood dagger from his waist and held it in his hand with his backhand, and with the other hand, he felt out a few yellow talismans and sandwiched them between his fingers, and then after making a look at Zhang Yi, he killed the bloody corpse.

Daoist Zifeng walked to the side of the bloody corpse in a few big steps, raised the peach wood dagger and stabbed it fiercely at the face of the bloody corpse. The blood armor corpse tilted its head and didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and as soon as his left arm was raised, a row of bone spurs behind his forearm was slashed towards Zifeng Daoist.

Seeing this, Daoist Zifeng hurriedly withdrew the attack posture that was about to stab at the blood armor corpse, and pulled the peach wood dagger back in front of him.

The bone spurs of the bloody corpse slashed towards the peach wood dagger, and the peach wood dagger was easily cut off by the bone spurs on the forearm of the bloody corpse like tofu. Daoist Zifeng let go of the peachwood dagger, dodging the bone spurs that were slashing at it, and with a few yellow talismans in his other hand, he flicked the yellow talismans towards the arm of the bloody corpse. After the yellow fu hit the arm of the bloody armored corpse, it first made a "crackling" sound, followed by a burst of black smoke, and after a while, the black smoke dissipated, and the bloody armored corpse was still unharmed.

Typical smoke does not hurt law............

Zifeng Daoist's figure flashed back, widening the distance between him and the blood armor corpse, his right hand was on the back of his waist, he took out a pistol, wiped his waist and loaded it directly, and then touched his body with his left hand, and found a few yellow talismans clamped between his fingertips.

Seeing that the Zifeng Daoist and the blood armor corpse were fighting together, everyone also raised their swords and killed them.

Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao held the peachwood sword in both hands, and the two of them stabbed towards the blood armor corpse one left and one right, and after the blood armor corpse straightened its head, his arms stretched out to the next button, and stuck the two peach wood swords between the bone spurs. Then there was a burst of green smoke between the bloody corpse and the peachwood sword, and his arms turned and began to use force.

Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao clenched the peachwood sword with both hands, and began to compete with the blood armor corpse, and the peachwood sword was bent under the competition between the two sides.

"Huh!?" When the blood armor corpse saw that the peachwood sword was bent like this, but it was still not broken, it couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

It is also a loss that the raw material of this peach wood sword is made of a hundred years of peach wood, if the material is a little worse, I am afraid that this peach wood sword has already been broken by the blood armor corpse.

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I won the first prize in the lottery,After taxes, there is probably more than seven million left......

So...... Lao Tzu doesn't write anymore, eunuch!

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