Chapter 199: Blood Sacrifice Ugin Black Knife

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Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao worked very hard to compete with the bloody corpse. In the meantime, Zhang Yi also gave Qiu Lao a look, signaling Qiu Lao to lead the blood armor corpse to another place.

The current strength of the blood armor corpse is no match for even Wang Fan, who opened the battle Buddha body, and soon the peach wood sword has almost bent into a half-moon shape, and the bodies of Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao are also pressed down by the blood armor corpse little by little.

Daoist Zifeng raised his hand and fired a few shots at the head of the bloody corpse, and the bullet hit the head of the bloody corpse and splashed a little spark.

Daoist Zifeng was not surprised to see this scene, after all, Wang Fan had stabbed the shotgun into the mouth of the bloody armored corpse before, and fired more than a dozen shots without causing any damage to the bloody armored corpse, and the purpose of Daoist Zifeng shooting was just to distract the bloody armored corpse.

Sure enough, the attention of the blood armor corpse was distracted, and the pressure on Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao was also relaxed.

Daoist Zifeng stepped forward and immediately shook the yellow talisman and slapped it on the head of the bloody corpse, and there was a "crackling" sound and a burst of black smoke. But the blood armor corpse didn't care about the black smoke on his face, and continued to press his arm down and pressed Wang Fan and Qiu Lao down.

Seeing the bloody armor corpse, Zifeng Daoist didn't let go of his arm, and his body moved and bent directly to grab the black knife on the ground, and after Daoist Zifeng grabbed the handle of the black knife, he pulled it up, but found that the black knife didn't move. Zifeng Daoist's face changed slightly, he held the handle of the knife with both hands, clenched his teeth, and instantly exerted his strength, and the black black knife was pulled out little by little.

Seeing this scene, the blood armor corpse raised his foot like a kick from the Zifeng Taoist on the side, although the Zifeng Taoist was drawing the knife, his attention was always on the blood armor corpse's body, and when he saw the blood armor corpse kicking it, he released the handle of the knife with both hands, and his body dodged the kick of the blood armor corpse.

The blood armor corpse was not annoyed when he saw this blow flashed by the wind daoist, first added three points of force to his arm and continued to press Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao down, and then gently put his foot on the handle of the knife, and said with ease: "This knife is very important to you?" It seems that your flop is the knife! ”

After speaking, the blood armor corpse grinned, and stepped directly into the ground with a force under his feet, and the entire black black knife went straight to the ground.

"Want? Then come and get it! The blood armor corpse said incomprehensibly.

Seeing that the bloody armor corpse trampled the black knife under his feet, there was no sign of letting go, and his face suddenly sank.

And Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao were even more miserable, the two of them were now half-kneeling on the ground under the pressure of the bloody corpse. And these two people can't let go yet, once one of them lets go, the current balance will be confirmed, and then the bone spurs on the forearm of the bloody corpse will pierce the other person's chest. If it weren't for the good material of the peachwood sword in Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao's hands, I am afraid that one of them would have been pierced through the chest by now.

Wang Fan, who was leaning on the wall not far away, saw this scene, gritted his teeth and forced a breath to read: "Battle Buddha Body......... Yes!!!! Wang Fan was only halfway through reading it, and there was a sharp pain in his body, feeling as if his body was about to be torn apart.

Wang Fan spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and after Wang Fan raised his hand to wipe the blood around his mouth, his eyes turned grim and the palm of the stone wall suddenly forced, his five fingers grabbed into the stone wall, gritted his teeth, and read again with the sharp pain in his body: "Battle Buddha...... Body—Length...... Open!! ”

With a "boom", although golden light appeared on Wang Fan's body again, this time blood spurted out from the acupuncture points on Wang Fan's body, and not only that, but even part of the green tendons in his body were a little cracked.

"Huh!?" When the bloody corpse heard the strange noise, it turned its head.

Wang Fan tilted his head, raised his foot and kicked the ground, and his body rushed out like a cannonball. Wang Fan's figure flickered for a while, and then came to the vicinity of the blood armor corpse, and directly kicked in the air and kicked the blood armor corpse's head.

The blood armor corpse was kicked back a few steps by Wang Fan's sudden kick, revealing the black black knife that was originally stepped on under his feet, and Zhang Yi and Qiu Lao also suddenly felt no pressure, and immediately pulled out the peachwood sword in the direction of the bone spur, and immediately got up from the ground.

After Wang Fan kicked back the bloody corpse, he raised the five fingers of his bloodied right hand into claws, and grabbed the black black knife on the ground. In the state of the battle Buddha body, Wang Fan easily grabbed the ground, and then Wang Fan's five claws pulled the black knife out of the ground, and then Wang Fan threw the black knife at the side of the Taoist.

After Daoist Zifeng caught the black knife of Wujin, he first raised the knife and cut it on his wrist unceremoniously, and in an instant, Daoist Zifeng's wrist was bleeding. Ignoring the bleeding wrist, Daoist Zifeng stuck the black knife on the ground with his backhand, and then stuck the bleeding wrist to the end of the blade of the black knife.

I saw that the blood of the Zifeng Daoist was absorbed by the black black knife little by little, and with the absorption of the blood, the golden charm on the black knife body of the black knife turned red little by little from tail to head, and the entire black black knife also emitted a faint golden light.

At this time, Wang Fan was covered in blood and stood there like a god of war, looking at the bloody corpse with arrogance.

"In such a hurry to find death?" The cold, murderous voice of the bloody corpse came slowly.

"Huh!?" The blood armor corpse suddenly sensed that there was a momentum that threatened him, and it was spreading and rising little by little.

The blood armor corpse immediately looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the black black knife in the hand of the Zifeng Daoist, at this time, the golden charm on the body of the black black knife was already one-fifth red, and the golden light was getting stronger and stronger, and an inexplicable momentum emanated from the knife.

After only a moment of staring at the black black knife, the feeling of threat and uneasiness became stronger and stronger, and the corpse felt that if it was left alone, the knife would most likely kill him.

Thinking of this, a trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the blood armor corpse, and he rushed directly towards the Zifeng Daoist.

Seeing the bloody armor corpse rushing up, Daoist Zifeng immediately shouted, "Stop it, I still need a minute!"

One minute...... You told us to stop a monster that could dismantle tanks with bare hands for a minute? Are our little arms and legs enough for him to tear down?

Spit and complain, complain and complain, everyone still rushed to the blood armor corpse without hesitation, buying that minute for Zifeng Daoist.