Fang Zheng looked at the one-eared and one-eared old man who was grinning at him outside his hiding place.

I reacted immediately.

Those dried corpses in the sky seem to only chase and kill places with sound source noise, should the other party want to use those smashed dry corpses in the sky to kill him?

Although the idiom used by the other party this time is still so bone-like.

But the meaning of the other party's words, Fang Zheng still understood.

This is definitely going to launch a suicide attack on him.

Fang Zheng suddenly felt a kind of egg pain, did he count himself as encountering porcelain?

"Have you not read the original story of "Golden Axe Silver Axe", at least you can show you a golden axe, silver axe, iron axe, you bad old man is very bad, you don't show me the corpse, just ask me which corpse I threw it, I haven't even seen the corpse with my own eyes, how do I know if it's mine?"

The one-eared old man made a thought motion.

I thought, that's really the case.

But when the one-eared old man's head and body were healed again, he wanted to find a dried corpse at will, and when the time came, no matter whether the young man in front of him answered correctly or not, he would say that it was the wrong answer, so that the other party could understand what it meant to "do unto others as you would have them do unto you", and when he stood up again, he stared blankly at the empty ruins.

There are no dry corpses here.

The dried corpses before were all gone again silently.

He looked at Fang Zheng with the patronage of the great revenge just now, and the back of his head was facing the dried corpses behind him, not noticing the movement behind him at all.

Can't take out a gold axe, a silver axe... The one-eared old man fell silent.

"It seems that you bought fake gold corpses, silver corpses, and iron corpses on Pinxixi, and they are all gone before you even open the box. It was precisely because he found the dried corpse in that place that it was missing again, so he had the previous paragraph.

Although he was not successfully touched, Fangzheng's heart was not happy.

On the contrary, there is a deeper anxiety that hangs over my heart.

Because this time, he also didn't see how the dried corpses in that place disappeared.

He was stopped by the one-eared old man just now, and he was thinking about how to answer, how to prevent being touched in the short interval of a few seconds, when he noticed the outside world again, the dried corpses in that place, just like the first time they disappeared, disappeared silently.

The Tree of the Dead is resurrected.

The Great Terror is revived.

At this moment, there are these strange disappearing dried corpses.

The sense of foreboding in Fangzheng's heart grew heavier and heavier.

But at this time, the one-eared old man in front of him suddenly burst out and killed Fang Zheng.

This is going to kill people.

Being in the blessed land, Fang Zheng never forgot the dangerous environment here, when the one-eared old man swooped down on him, he who had been secretly guarding against him, immediately made the quickest response, the muscles of the whole body tensed, and his body made the fastest movement like a bowstring.

The knife magazine is open!

The ghost head knife is out!

A knife swept through thousands of troops, this is relying on the purest physical strength, a thunderous knife, whew!

Even because the knife was out too fast, the air was torn apart instantly, and there was a faint sonic boom sound, and a strong wind blew on the spot, blowing sand and rocks flying around, and the stones were splashed, which was a hurricane brought up by the knife too fast, bell!

An explosion was like two solid steel cannon pellets colliding, colliding with the most violent sparks, a square knife, the one-eared old man's body looked thin and thin, but it was as hard as a copper wall, and he took a step backwards under his feet, and actually took a knife from Fangzheng.

Fang Zheng didn't expect that the one-eared old man in front of him didn't dodge or dodge, and greeted him with a knife, which made him keep the qi illusion as a back hand, and he didn't have a chance to use it.

On the other hand, the one-eared old man's skin cracked into a spark, leaving only a shallow blood mark.

But this not deep blood stain healed almost in a blink of an eye under the terrifying self-healing ability of the one-eared old man.

Fang Zheng's eyes sank.

Is the one-eared old man who has been stoned to death by a dry corpse falling from a high altitude several times so strong?

Doesn't that mean... Are those dried corpses even more terrifying?

Almost at the same time!

Fang Zheng didn't hesitate, he was like a humanoid dinosaur, holding a long knife, and stomped on the ground fiercely, and the person had already pounced on the one-eared old man on the opposite side again.

The one-eared old man didn't leave his hand at this time, and the two figures collided together like fierce beasts.

Bell!

The two collided continuously, like two fierce beasts, fighting without skill and relying solely on physical strength.

Rumble!

Fang Zheng slashed the one-eared old man again with a knife, but the opponent's arm was still unharmed.

It was just a shallow blood mark, but it healed immediately.

And at this very moment, bam!

There was a jet-black cannon pellet in the sky, which smashed down quickly, smashing out a huge dirt pit in the place where the two were originally fighting.

It was a dried corpse.

Both of them avoided their positions beforehand.

After a few fights, the one-eared old man had also seen Fang Zheng's moves, he smiled fiercely at Fang Zheng, and his voice was hoarse and ugly: "I picked up an iron corpse, did you throw this iron corpse?"

The one-eared old man fights back!!

"Remember, the one who killed you, the eight-armed Blood Fiend!"

"Blood Rakshasa, open!"

The unimaginably strong one-eared old man, the skin on his body was rapidly congested, and the green tendons burst out like a hideous dragon, and the old man's body, which was originally shriveled and shriveled, was also rapidly congested and expanded like a beast in his prime.

He actually stumbled on the old man.

He turned into a burly middle-aged man.

At this moment, the one-eared old man looked at Fang Zheng playfully, the origin of his eight-armed nickname was precisely because once he opened the Blood Rakshasa and activated the power of the bloodline, his speed could skyrocket a few times again.

This shocking change came quickly, even if Fang Zheng had already reacted the fastest, a knife was slashed, and the blade was directly caught by the one-eared old man's faster bare hands, because of the heavy collision, even the blade rubbed red in the palm of the one-eared old man's palm.

"Answer me! This iron corpse was not thrown by you!"

The one-eared old man had a murderous smile that was sure to win.

"Sand sculpture!"

Fang Zheng's eyes were cold, and he was not afraid.

What he was waiting for was the moment when the other party relaxed, the first type of blood knife, all the organs were burned!

What a way to detect the enemy!

The red and hot knife flashed out in an instant, treacherous and varied, interrupting the one-eared old man's counterattack several times.

True Qi Vortex!

The one-eared old man's counterattack was sucked in by Fang Zheng, and he fell into the air, so that his back was exposed.

What a way to detect the enemy!

Fire Knife Method!

Ninety-nine eighty-one knives slashed out at the neck of the one-eared old man.

The more the knife technique is cast, the faster it gets, and in the later stage, no matter how fast the one-eared old man is, he can't keep up with the fast knife on the top, and when the last knife is made, poof!

A head soared into the sky.

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