Chapter 200: A Long Minute

The blood armor corpse strode towards the Zifeng Daoist, and the black black knife that was shining with golden light gave him a great sense of threat.

"Fight for a minute? I'll kill you all in a minute! The bloody corpse said murderously.

As the words fell, Wang Fan's figure flashed into the bloody armored corpse, raised his already scarred fist, and slammed into the chest of the bloody armored corpse.

The blood armor corpse did not dodge or hide, let Wang Fan call, only to hear the sound of "calo", Wang Fan's face changed and he suddenly withdrew his fist, at this time Wang Fan's fist had already bent into a strange shape, it seemed that the bones of the palm were broken, on the other hand, there was nothing on the blood armor corpse, the earliest Wang Fan opened the battle Buddha body, no matter how he could beat the blood armor corpse back a few steps, but now the blood armor corpse does not retreat or move.

The pupils of the blood armor corpse shrank, and the figure rushed directly over, Wang Fan saw this and raised his foot and threw it horizontally, kicking to the waist of the blood armor corpse, the blood armor corpse did not have the mood to continue to entangle with Wang Fan, before kicking himself, he directly reached out and grabbed Wang Fan's foot, lifted Wang Fan into the air and then pulled it towards himself, and then kicked Wang Fan's chest, directly kicking Wang Fan's chest into it.

Wang Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body crossed an arc in the air and then fell heavily to the ground, the battle Buddha body collapsed instantly, and he fainted directly with a tilted head, leaving only his chest still a little bulging, proving that Wang Fan still had a breath and was not completely hanging......

After the blood armor corpse kicked Wang Fan away, he had no intention of mending the knife at all, and ran directly towards the Zifeng Daoist.

Qiu Lao saw that the Zifeng Daoist was still activating the black gold knife, and strode in front of the blood armor corpse, holding the peach wood sword frame in both hands and posing in a defensive posture in front of his chest, Qiu Lao didn't plan to be able to hurt the blood armor corpse at all, he just wanted to be able to hold on for a while and buy more time.

"Get out of here!" As soon as the bloody corpse's fist clenched its arm, the bone spurs on the back of its forearm instantly skyrocketed, becoming sharper and sharper.

The blood armor corpse raised its arm and slashed the bone spurs at Qiu Lao.

Seeing this, Qiu Lao raised his hand with the peachwood sword in both hands, trying to block the blow, but Qiu Lao ignored the powerful power of the blood armor corpse......

The bloody armor corpse smashed into Qiu Lao's peachwood sword with a blow, directly smashing the peachwood sword from the top of Qiu Lao's head to his shoulder, and by the way, he also smashed Qiu Lao to his knees.

With a huge force, the blood armor corpse easily pierced the bone spurs into Qiu Lao's right shoulder, and there were enough four bone spurs to pierce it, and there was also a bone spur that pierced Qiu Lao.

The blood armor corpse pulled out the bone spurs with a cold face, Qiu Lao couldn't hold the peachwood sword anymore with his hands, and his body fell directly to the ground with a crooked shape, fainting in pain.

After the blood armor corpse knocked down Qiu Lao in a second, his eyes turned and he saw that two-thirds of the spell on the black black knife in the hand of Zifeng Daoist had been dyed red, and the momentum on the knife pierced the skin of the blood armor corpse was slightly numb.

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the blood armor corpse, and his body moved and ran straight towards the Zifeng Daoist.

"Yuqing Shiqing, the true Fu sue the alliance, push the two Qi, and mix one into a true. Five thunders and five thunders, anxious to meet Huang Ning, the chaos changes, the roar of lightning is fast, the sound of the sun is coming, the wolf Luo is depressed, Lu Chun is depressed, and the urgency is like a law. I saw Zhang Yi holding a peachwood sword in one hand, and an arc of electricity wrapped around the palm of the other, and a palm fanned the cheek of the bloody corpse.

Zhang Yi used the Five Thunder Mantras that were taught to him by Daoist Zifeng during his training not long ago.

Zhang Yi directly slapped the face of the blood armor corpse with his backhand, and with a "boom", a burst of electric arcs erupted on the face of the blood armor corpse and kept gnawing at the face of the blood armor corpse, and this five thunder curse only ran a few times on the face of the blood armor corpse, and did not cause substantial damage at all.

"The ...... of the female horse" Zhang Yi scolded in a low voice, raised his peachwood sword and slashed at the bloody corpse.

"Looking for !! Death" The bloody corpse roared angrily and reached out to grab Zhang Yi.

Seeing this peachwood sword, Zhang Yi changed his attack to block the blow of the blood armor corpse, and then immediately rolled back with a lazy donkey, trying to distance himself from the blood armor corpse.

But the bloody armor corpse didn't want to let go of Zhang Yi, and after seeing that the blow was blocked, he didn't retreat but advanced, and grabbed Zhang Yi who was rolling on the ground with five fingers into claws.

Zhang Yi saw that the bloody corpse was unrelenting, and after a lazy donkey finished rolling, he continued to roll with another lazy donkey, trying to avoid the bloody corpse.

The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel! (Not too cruel)

Although Zhang Yi dodged this blow, the backpack behind him did not dodge this blow!

Seeing that his blow only pierced the backpack, the blood armor corpse grabbed the backpack directly with one grip of his five claws, and grabbed Zhang Yi's face with his other hand.

"cao, coa, cao......" Zhang Yi was frightened and directly threw away the peachwood sword in his hand, quickly unbuttoned the backpack on his chest with both hands, and shrank his body downward, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Zhang Yi dodged the grasp of the bloody armor corpse at the last moment, and then stood up with a roll of his body, touched his hands on his body, and found a peachwood dagger and a few yellow talismans sandwiched between his fingers.

The blood-armored corpse's grim-faced hands pulled outward, directly tearing the backpack in half, and some bits and pieces fell out of it.

Zhang Yi looked at the bloody armor corpse that had just split the backpack with a pale face, and instantly felt that his legs and stomachs were rolled.

The blood armor corpse raised its head and looked at Zhang Yi coldly, and was about to raise its feet to walk towards Zhang Yi, when he found a box that had just fallen out of his backpack.

In an instant, the face of the bloody corpse changed suddenly, and finally a look of extreme panic and fear climbed onto the face of the bloody corpse.

"This ...... This...... This box...... You took it...... Come out? The bloody corpse pointed to the box not far away and said in a panic.

"Huh!?" Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment when he saw the bloody armor corpse and the wooden box with a frightened look on his face.

However, seeing the cowardice of the bloody armor corpse, it's good to delay time!

Come to think of this...... Zhang Yi cleared his throat, crossed his hands on his waist, and said in an extremely stinky manner: "Yes! It was Lao Tzu who took it out, and Lao Tzu also opened the box! What's wrong? Do you have an opinion? ”(￣～￣; )

"You...... You...... You ......" The bloody corpse pointed at Zhang Yi, and he couldn't spit out the second word for a long time.

"What are you? Now I know I'm scared!? Believe it or not, I'll take out the contents of the wooden box and paste your face now! Although Zhang Yi was extremely stinky on the surface, he was really panicked in his heart, and kept praying that a minute would pass quickly, and the Zifeng Daoist would be faster!

When the blood armor corpse heard that Zhang Yi was going to use the contents of the wooden box against him, his body quickly took a few steps back, far away from Zhang Yi, with a look of fear on his face.