There were a lot of burn marks on the blood corpse, which were probably left by the two signal flares just now.

From afar, Yan Jun seemed to be able to smell the foul smell emanating from it.

Disgusting, he almost didn't throw up.

"Master Cao, this is what you call a bloody corpse?"

"This fucking disgusting."

Except for Cao Qing and the third son, no one had really seen a bloody corpse, and now they saw that monster-like ghost.

Everyone was amazed and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of nausea, the corpse fetus at least looked like a person, but the thing in front of them was a monster crawling out of hell.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him."

Right now, the bloody corpse was obviously seriously injured by the signal flare, and Yan Jun planned to kill it in one go, but before he could lift his knife down, the third son next to him had already jumped from the tree.

The third son held the boning knife tightly, full of murderous aura, and looked at the direction he rushed out, it was the bloody corpse.

This was the first time Yan Jun had seen the third son make a move.

Even if it was a bloody corpse, there was still no trace of horror on the face of the third son, only an indomitable sharpness and murderous aura.

When he was infinitely close to the bloody corpse, Sanzi took a step forward with his right foot, and with the power of the shock, the whole person jumped up, holding the boning knife and slashing at the throat of the bloody corpse.

The blade is like a ray, and the move is deadly.

There is no fancy at all, and the shot is a killer move.

Looking at the monster that was close at hand, Sanzi's eyes couldn't help but flash a thick hatred.

Many years ago, his best brother died at the hands of a bloody corpse, and the pain had already soaked into the bone marrow, and time could not erase it.

At the moment, he only has one thought, and that is to kill this bloody corpse in the shortest possible time, so as to avoid the recurrence of that tragedy many years ago.

Zheng –

The wounded bloody corpse didn't notice the third son behind him at all.

The boning knife slashed at its neck without surprise.

It's just that... The extremely sharp boning knife was blocked, stuck in the bones of the bloody corpse, and no matter how hard the third son tried, he couldn't penetrate even an inch.

The blades and bones grinded against each other, making a cacophony, screeching sound.

How so?

Sanzi looked incredulous, the boning knife in his hand was made by a master who specialized in making knives, and the best materials were used, even if it was a tree with a thick bowl mouth, it didn't take three or two strokes to cut it, but now it actually cut the throat of a bloody corpse.

The force that came back from his arm made him feel a strong mistake that he had cut a steel plate.

"What is the third brother doing?"

"Why is there no movement?"

Originally, the guy who saw the success of the three sons' sneak attack was full of surprise, but now his expression has completely frozen.

Roar –

The bloody corpse, who was completely enraged, suddenly turned around, looked at the figure in front of him, and opened his mouth to roar.

A strong rancid sour smell and a strong dead breath swept towards Sanzi like a tide, less than a meter away, Sanzi didn't have time to react at all, and his mind became dizzy.

The bloody corpse didn't give him a chance, and stretched out his big hands full of white hair and beckoned him fiercely.

Bang!

A dull sound that made people's scalps explode suddenly came out, and Sanzi's whole person was like a kite with a broken string, and the blood in his mouth vomited wildly, and the person flew out directly upside down, slamming into a pile of ruins five or six meters away.

The third son was covered in scarlet blood, his face was pale, and he was lying on the ruins with his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

This scene stunned everyone.

It seems that the process is very slow, but in fact, it is only a blink of an eye, and the speed of the three sons is so fast that they don't react.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the third son, everyone's faces were difficult to look at, no one expected the result to be like this, they obviously saw that the third son's boning knife was shot and inserted into the neck of the bloody corpse.

Why don't you die like this?

Just as they had this thought, a figure suddenly jumped down from under the tree, and rushed towards the bloody corpse with a fierce expression with a knife, several times faster than the third son just now.

"It's Yan Ye."

"It's bad, Yan Ye is going to have an accident."

Seeing that figure, the guys' faces turned pale, and they dared to rush like this at this time, aren't they looking for death?

"It's all stunned, let's go up together and save Lord Yan."

When Yan Jun rushed out, Cao Qing only felt a wild jump in the corners of his eyes, everyone here, including him, could die, but Yan Jun couldn't, this was his idea.

Cao Qing picked up the Luoyang shovel with his backhand, and others also chased him out.

Lao Zhu and a few guys followed closely behind, outflanking him from three different directions.

"Uncle Cao, just leave this monster to me, you just guard your respective positions and don't let it escape."

Hearing the movement behind him, Yan Jun just coldly dropped a sentence, Cao Qing was stunned, and his footsteps subconsciously stopped.

"Why is Cao Ye stunned, let's go together, maybe we can kill it."

Lao Zhu looked anxious, they all saw the scene just now, they all knew the skills of the third son, but they didn't even make a move in the hands of the blood corpse, and the person was fanned out, and they still don't know whether they are alive or dead.

Can Yan Jun deal with it?

"Yes! Cao Ye. ”

"Listen to him, thank you for taking care of the third son, and the others will keep their place."

Cao Qing's face showed a thick struggle, but he finally held back and didn't follow, at the last moment he was thinking about what Yan Jun had told him before.

"Don't worry, Uncle Cao, I have a way to deal with that bloody corpse."

Although he didn't know where Yan Jun's self-confidence came from, Cao Qing still chose to trust, even vampire bats could deal with it, and a bloody corpse was absolutely okay.

"But ......"

"Master Cao."

Lao Zhu and Lao Xie wanted to say something, but they were directly interrupted by Cao Qing, and there was a chilling coldness in their half-squinted eyes.

"Go and do your own thing."

Seeing that Cao Qing said this, although the guys were not angry, they could only leave obediently.

As he spoke, Yan Jun had already rushed to the bloody corpse.

The incomparably thick Eight Extremes Demon Suppression Fist's internal strength spread all over his body, and his blood and qi were tumbling, and if he was closer to Yan Jun, he could even hear the sound of bells ringing from his body.

This is the realm of strength and blood that can only be achieved when kung fu is practiced to the extreme.

Fusing the Eight Extremes Demon Fist Skill, Yan Jun's strength has reached the early stage of Dan Jin.

Looking at the monster that was close at hand, Yan Jun's eyes lit up, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and his right foot stepped forward and his left foot walked back, the whole person was like a tiger descending from the mountain, just standing there had an indescribable terrifying momentum.

Seeing this scene, Cao Qing's eyes couldn't help but light up, he hadn't practiced kung fu, but he had seen the old-timers in this industry, and they shot like the wind.

Also, although the third son was born in Yeluzi, with a ruthless energy, three or four people couldn't get close, but in Cao Qing's eyes, they were not as shocking as Yan Jun's hand in front of him.