Chapter 193: Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger

The bloody corpse's red and bloodthirsty eyes looked at Zhang Yi and the others as if they were looking at pieces of meat, without a trace of emotion in their eyes.

This kind of eyes staring at Zhang Yi and his party made their scalps numb, and a cold air came from their backs.

"How did you become like this, and why did you speak, and how did you behave like no different from that of an individual!" Zifeng Daoist asked directly at the blood armor corpse three times.

Daoist Zifeng knew that even if someone manipulated the blood armor corpse behind his back, he would not make the blood armor corpse look so human, unless he ......

"Becoming like this? Hahahaha...... "The blood armor corpse looked up and laughed, as if mocking the ignorance of the Zifeng Daoist.

"I'm the way I am, and the way I look up there is just me toying with you!" The blood-armored corpse grinned and tilted its head, looking at everyone with a wicked smile.

Really...... This blood armor corpse has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, no wonder it always feels wrong when it is on it, how can the blood armor corpse that took a long time to refine only have this ability.

"What the hell is going on with you? Why is it that a bloody corpse still has such a clear consciousness? Who is refining it? And forty or fifty years ago, did you come out? Daoist Zifeng continued to ask.

"Forty or fifty years...... The Taoist priest who killed a thousand knives ...... "The blood armor corpse suddenly erupted with a strong murderous aura that pressed Zhang Yi and his party.

Everyone was overwhelmed by this sudden murderous aura, and the cold sweat of Bean Da kept sliding down their foreheads. But everyone present was a person in the industry, and after the dantian lifted his breath, he recovered one after another.

The blood armor corpse was obviously angered by the incident forty or fifty years ago, looked at Zhang Yi and the others coldly, and said with murderous aura: "You all go to die!"

"Who are you scared of? There are ink marks in it! Do you dare to come in? Wang Fan took a strong breath and said calmly.

Oh, yes...... There are ink marks, no matter how dick that bloody corpse is, it won't be able to get in for a while!

"Hehe......" The blood armor corpse smiled disdainfully, and stepped on the ink mark.

The scene that everyone was looking forward to did not appear, and the bloody corpse was not bounced away, but there was a soft sound of "boom" from the feet of the bloody corpse, and I saw that the ink mark under the foot of the bloody corpse collapsed on both sides of the foot of the bloody corpse, as if someone had cut off the ink mark with scissors.

The slap in the face always comes so fast, so crisp, so sour!

"Is this Niu Temple...... Wang Fan's face turned directly from white to black.

The blood armor corpse looked down at the ink marks under his feet, raised his head and smiled at Zhang Yi and the others, and then raised his feet and continued to walk over, not caring about the ink marks under his feet at all.

With a "bang", Wang Fan picked up the shotgun and fired a shot directly at the chest of the bloody armored corpse, and the huge impact of the shotgun made the bloody armored corpse pause in its forward pace.

The bloody corpse lowered his head and looked at his chest and said, "Hehe...... You think this thing will ........."

"Bang" was another shot, and Wang Fan fired a shot directly at the head of the bloody armored corpse this time.

The head of the bloody corpse was beaten backwards.

At such a close distance, the power of the shotgun can be said to be extremely great, but there is not a trace of wounds on the chest and head of the bloody armored corpse.

"Works for me?" The bloody corpse slowly pulled back its head and said disdainfully.

At this time, Zifeng Daoist stepped on the ground with a hard kick and jumped into the air, holding the black black knife above his head with both hands, and slashed towards the bloody corpse below with the force of gravity falling.

Originally, if you make a move in the air, your feet are off the ground, and there are the most flaws, but in the air, because of the relationship between gravity, the power of the move is also relatively large.

The blood armor corpse grinned, its head was not crooked, it did not dodge or dodge, it just stood in place, and let the Zifeng Daoist chop it down.

With a "boom", there was a sound of gold and iron intersecting on the neck of the blood armor corpse, and I saw that the blood armor corpse had nothing to do, and on the other hand, the tiger mouth of Zifeng Daoist's hands was broken.

"That's all there is to it? I even deliberately stretched out my neck to cut you! The blood armor corpse tilted its head, its blood-red eyes moved, and said coldly at Zifeng Daoist.

Seeing that this blow had no effect at all, Daoist Zifeng immediately raised his knife and retreated, far away from the blood armor corpse. At this time, two figures flashed from both sides of Zifeng Daoist, these two figures were carrying a peachwood sword, one stabbing at the heart of the bloody armor corpse, and the other stabbing at the dantian of the bloody armor corpse.

The blood-armored corpse still stood in place, not even changing its posture, allowing the peachwood sword to stab at him.

With a "pop", the peachwood sword stabbed on the body of the bloody armor corpse, as if it was stabbed on extremely strong rubber, and it couldn't be pierced at all, Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao pushed the peachwood sword bent, but the peachwood sword still couldn't pierce it, only the place where the tip of the sword and the bloody armor corpse touched, there were wisps of green smoke.

The blood-red eyes of the blood armor corpse coldly pouted at Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao, and said coldly: "I said you people, are you ......?"

The blood armor corpse was only halfway through speaking, when he heard Wang Fan roar angrily: "Battle Buddha body—long!" Open! ”

As soon as Wang Fan's body moved, he immediately came to the vicinity of the blood armor corpse, and at this time, Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao no longer pushed the peachwood sword, and withdrew the peachwood sword with their hands, and then squatted, making room for Wang Fan.

After Wang Fan approached the vicinity of the bloody corpse, his body jumped slightly, and directly hit the chest of the bloody corpse with one knee, and then the bloody corpse fell to the ground, and then stepped on the chest with his left foot, and stepped on the left wrist of the bloody corpse with his right foot, and then Wang Fan took out a shotgun with his backhand and stuffed it into the mouth of the bloody corpse.

"Humph!"

Wang Fan shot decisively without a trace of hesitation, after a shot, he pulled up the magazine and opened it again, and after he finished firing, he pulled the magazine and came again, so repeatedly and without a pause.

There was a gunfire explosion after gun explosion in the underground cave, and bursts of gunpowder smoke kept coming out of the mouth of the bloody corpse, and soon the bullets of the shotgun in Wang Fan's hand were finished.

Wang Fan did not stop, but opened the magazine and quickly loaded the only four or five ammunition left, and then pulled the magazine and continued to shoot, until all the ammunition was used up, Wang Fan decisively let go of the shotgun, and quickly retreated, far away from the bloody armor corpse.

It didn't take long for the gunpowder smoke on the face of the bloody corpse to dissipate, and then the bloody corpse raised his hand and pulled out the shotgun in his mouth, and then got up straight with a "rub" sound, looked at the shotgun in his hand lightly, spit out the slag in his mouth, and then said disapprerovingly: "Those few hits just now hurt a little, but it's just a little!"

After speaking, the bloody armored corpse held the front and back of the loose ammunition with both hands, and folded it forcefully and directly folded the shotgun into a circle, and then threw it back casually, and continued to walk up unhurriedly.

This is the strength that the blood armor corpse should have, the sword is not invasive, the water and fire are inadequate, the tank is dismantled with bare hands, and the brain is broken!