Chapter 175: Coming Out and Causing Trouble?

The three of them ran towards the light with joy in their hearts, and at this time, all three of them could clearly feel that the closer they got to the light, the cooler the temperature around them.

"Aha...... Finally, I don't have to be stuffy meat! As soon as the Zifeng Taoist ran out of the tomb, he raised his head and laughed.

"Female! This is a refreshing and pleasant air...... Hmm~~" Wang Fan took a deep breath and reveled.

"Ah~~~ So that's ...... Groove !! Zhang Yi was only halfway through his words when he burst out with a foul language.

I saw four people standing in front of everyone's eyes, and these four people were holding flashlights to shine directly on the faces of Zhang Yi and others, and it seemed that the bright light I saw in the tomb before was the bright light of these flashlights.

Because of the flashlight, he didn't see the faces of these four people clearly, but Zhang Yi always felt that the figures of two of the four people were inexplicably familiar.

"Ah~~ Zhang Yi! I can't believe you still have this hobby, why don't you take off your underwear!? ”

Zhang Yi heard the provocative tone of this familiar voice, and the green tendons on his forehead suddenly jumped a few times.

At this time, the person on the opposite side put away the flashlight, no longer used the flashlight to shine on Zhang Yi and the others, and the faces of these four people appeared on the faces of Zhang Yi and the others.

These four people are the Violent Bear, the Scorpion, and two people they don't know.

One of the two was an old woman, with cloudy eyes, only a few bits and pieces of hair on her head, and a few sarcomas on her face, which looked like an old witch at first glance.

The other was dressed in white and wrapped himself tightly, with a white cloth wrapped around his hands, his face was completely covered, nothing was exposed, even his eyes and mouth were wrapped in white cloth, but looking at his figure, he should be a man, this person didn't say a word, and stood there with his head slightly bowed.

The violent bear on the opposite side stared at Wang Fan with a pair of copper bell big eyes, and Wang Fan first put Qiu Lao on the ground, and then glared back without hesitation.

The scorpion stared at Zhang Yi with a pair of beautiful eyes, as if he wanted to poke into Zhang Yi's flesh, Zhang Yi tried his best to avoid the scorpion's gaze, but this aroused the interest of the scorpion, and the beautiful eyes kept scratching Zhang Yi's body.

However, Daoist Zifeng only stared at the person who was covered in his whole body, and his face flashed with a trace of solemnity from time to time.

The old woman who looked like a witch on the opposite side looked at Teacher Cang on Zhang Yi's head with interest in her eyes, and had a chuckle of "quack".

"It's you ...... again," Zhang Yi was the first to speak, and said hatefully.

What do you say...... It really hurts people's hearts! The scorpion's beautiful eyes turned red, covering her chest with one hand, and looking at Zhang Yi with affection.

"Uh........." Zhang Yi really couldn't stand this kind of look, so he turned his face away.

"Your Wanping Sect is also here for the Blood Armor Corps?" Daoist Zifeng threw the clothes in his hand on the ground, snatched the black black knife in Zhang Yi's hand, and put it on his chest and asked.

"No comment!" The scorpion put away his playful look and said lightly.

"Oh~~ Then let me ask another question, are you here to make trouble?"

"What do you think?" The scorpion smiled and said lightly.

"Huh...... I'm going to ask you this! Zifeng Daoist laughed at himself.

At this time, the violent bear on the side snorted disdainfully and said: "What nonsense, kill them directly here, you don't even need to dig a pit for them, this is a ready-made tomb."

There are four people on the other side and two of them don't know what they are capable of, but there are only three people and one rat awake on Zhang Yi's side, and the current situation is not only that the other party knows everything about himself, but also that Zhang Yi and the others have just escaped from the tomb and are very weak. As for firearms, people in this industry have N ways to deal with firearms, so Zhang Yi and the others are too lazy to use firearms against them.

The situation is really not optimistic......

Storm Bear clenched his fists and stepped forward step by step, Wang Fan turned his arm when he saw this, and stepped forward with an arrogant face.

At this time, the man in white, who was tightly wrapped in his whole body, suddenly coughed violently, and the cough was so miserable that it made the listener feel as if he would cough out his lungs.

But it was these coughing sounds that made the violent bear stop alive.

After the man in white coughed, he slowly spoke: "Let me ......"

The man in white has a very hoarse voice, so that people can't tell whether it is a man or a woman.

After hearing this, the invincible Storm Bear actually let go of his fists, turned around and returned to the place where he was standing, without a trace of dragging mud and water.

It seems that the man in white is the head of the four.

The man in white slowly stepped forward, ignoring Wang Fan directly, although his eyes were covered, Daoist Zifeng could still feel that the man in white was staring at him.

"Zifeng Dao Chief, instructed!" Bai Yizi naturally hung his hands and said hoarsely.

Daoist Zifeng was silent, but the black black knife that he was originally holding with one hand had become clenched with both hands at some point.

The white-clothed man tilted his head, and the white sleeve on his right side shook, and a silver-white short spear slipped out of it, which was held directly in his hand. In the next second, the man in white held the short spear and moved, stabbing at the center of the eyebrows of the Wind Daoist.

Seeing this, Daoist Zifeng stepped back a little on his toes, leaned back, and the black black knife slashed horizontally, directly splitting the short spear, and then turned his wrist, holding the black black knife and slashing obliquely at the man in white.

The man in white withdrew the short spear without hurrying, held the spear in front of him with one hand, and made this move.

Seeing that the man in white had lightly blocked the blow, Daoist Zifeng continued to turn his wrist and slashed the blade straight at the fingers of the man in white holding the short spear.

Although the eyes of the man in white were covered, when the Zifeng Daoist turned his wrist and was about to slash it, he held the short spear and spun around in the air, and the black knife of Ugin was pushed out inexplicably.

"Huh!?" Daoist Zifeng snorted lightly.

Immediately afterwards, when the black black knife of Ugin was not completely pushed away from the short spear, Daoist Zifeng held the black knife of ugin with both hands and pushed it forward, and the black knife of Ugin was reattached to the short spear and slashed towards the fingers of the man in white again.

Seeing this, the man in white still did not hurry to retract the short spear and then pushed it forward again, and the black knife of Ugin was pushed out again.

Daoist Zifeng shook his eyelids, held the knife in both hands and swiped downward, turning it one by one, and re-attaching the black knife to the short spear.

In this way, the two of them kept going back and forth in circles as if they were playing tai chi, although this seemed very easy, but the actual situation was not like this.

Looking at the originally pale face of the Zifeng Daoist who was now three points whiter, you can see that this is not as easy as it seems.

In the back, the man in white seemed to be a little tired of this way of playing Tai Chi, and turned down with a short spear, directly jamming the black knife of Ugin Black, and then slapped his other hand into a palm towards Zifeng Daoist.

"Huh! Waiting is your trick! Daoist Zifeng let go of the black black knife with one hand and slapped it towards the man in white with a palm in the air.

"Slap" was a sound, and the white-clothed man and Zifeng Daoist struck each other with both palms in the air, and then both of them used the power of this blow to distance themselves from each other.