After the man in black finished speaking, he didn't seem to plan to dwell on it any longer.

He and Xu Wu are both very clear.

The strength of the two is almost between them, and if they really fight, no one may be able to please them.

What's more, two people have their own ghosts, each of them has their own little abacus, not a deep hatred, who would give up their lives to make a move.

"Humph!"

Seeing the man in black leaving, Xu Wu let out a cold snort in his nose, and then his eyes became deep: "This person has a mysterious origin, I heard that Yang Wancai invited him at any cost to think that the top master would protect him, but I didn't expect it to be true." ”

Big Head: "......"

Xu Wu immediately grinned and looked at Zhao Ke: "Don't worry, Granny Hong will not let go of this guy Yang Wancai, this guy dares to betray the ghost market, sooner or later, he will be served to the table by Granny Hong." ”

"The dining table?"

Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think deeply, just nodded and laughed.

It's just that the big head on the side is embarrassed, and his heart is full of thoughts: "It's over, the arrangement is clear." ”

The four of them didn't seem to want to talk too much about this little episode.

But everyone's mind is invisibly aggravated.

Except for Wang Mazi and Big Head.

Zhao Ke's mind was more in the sound he heard in the piercing sword sound.

"Really? Fake? ”

Zhao Ke couldn't help but be suspicious, he suddenly remembered that when he entered the mysterious place before, whether it was the big smoking gun or his own master, he had mentioned it.

In the Mysterious Lands, the most important thing is ...... Don't trust anyone.

At first, Zhao Ke thought that this sentence was just a reminder to himself of the insidious cunning of the mysterious place.

But at this moment, thinking about it carefully, Zhao Ke felt more and more that in this sentence, it seemed to be more like a hint.

"Kill!"

At this time, a poignant sound of murder came, interrupting Zhao Ke's thoughts.

Zhao Ke looked up and couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that the walls in front of them parted, revealing the street where they had been blocked.

But I saw the fat pig holding a ghost-headed knife, and one person was entangled with four postmen, and the more fierce the fight became.

The four postmen joined forces to parry the fat pig's ghost-headed broadsword.

I saw that the fat pig's thin body was stained with blood and rotten meat.

Zhao Ke couldn't tell whether these blood and flesh belonged to fat pigs or someone else's.

But judging from the corpses on the ground, I am afraid that these postmen have suffered heavy losses this time.

After all, the fat pig of the zombie body is completely a master with fourth-order abilities.

It's a pity that the process of the fat pig's advancement was forcibly interrupted because of Ah Lang.

Otherwise, the strength will inevitably be even more ferocious.

At present, there are many of these local chickens and dogs.

But few people are willing to do anything to make a move, and under a plate of scattered sand, they will naturally be won by fat pigs again and again.

However, Zhao Ke could also see that the fat pig couldn't hold on for long.

He was only in a situation of being beaten passively, although the thunder means to kill several people, but the consumption is also amazing enough.

can last so long, or because this guy was reminded by Zhao Ke in a mysterious tomb before.

Together with Yu Qiliang, with the help of the terms of the alliance order, he ruthlessly collected a large amount of postage.

"Yes, I didn't expect it to be the blood of a zombie, he has been completely corpsed, such a perfect fit, and the future is immeasurable!"

Xu Wu looked at the fat pig with his eyes and couldn't help but say with praise.

This sentence is Xu Wu's praise from the heart, and it is not fake.

It's just that he doesn't know that the fat pig is not a zombie bloodline, but an authentic big zongzi origin.

"Brother Zhao, do you want me to bring him in now?"

As Xu Wu spoke, he was about to move the fat pig in.

But Zhao Ke suddenly shook his head and stepped forward and said, "Don't worry, it's okay to pull those three guys in?" ”

What Zhao Ke was referring to were three guys hiding in the shadows and releasing cold arrows.

The reason why the fat pig is so passive is that these three guys are constantly putting cold arrows behind their backs.

When Xu Wu heard this, he nodded: "Yes, but I'll say it first, I won't help you kill people." ”

"Hehe, you can just pull in one by one, of course I won't let you do it."

Zhao Ke grinned, and the cold killing intent was like a dancing flame in Zhao Ke's eyes, and he took out a bottle from the storage ring and handed it to Wang Mazi.

After Wang Mazi took it, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand what Zhao Ke wanted.

I saw a little long staff in Xu Wu's hand.

Suddenly, a faint layer of ripples spread out under the long staff.

…………

"Quick, I'm afraid this guy won't be able to hold on!"

Four melee postmen take turns to attack, each fighting to drag the fat pig with a knife, giving the rest of the people a chance to sneak up on the fat pig from the gap.

I saw that on the roof not far away, two men and a woman kept taking advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack the fat pig.

All three have special abilities.

The woman, in particular, looked like she was in her thirties, and the smoke rings were painted in red and white.

In a shy and incomprehensible tone, chanting a strange incantation.

And he saw a human head hanging over the head of the fat pig.

The heads, eyes, ears, and noses were stitched together.

Only the mouth kept opening its mouth, swallowing the thick evil qi on the fat pig's body like a mouth.

The thick evil qi around the fat pig also became thinner and thinner.

At the same time, at the broken neck of the human head, fresh blood continued to flow, and the blood stained the fat pig's body, which immediately made the fat pig grin in pain.

This is the trickery of southern Xinjiang, the flying head blood curse.

This woman has successfully raised to the level of the second order.

If the fat pig hadn't relied on this zombie body to become a postman, he would have been unable to bear it at this time, and would have turned into a puddle of blood under the blood curse.

But even so, it can be seen that the fat pig is not comfortable.

The reason why he was pinned down by these four guys was also because of the blood curse on his head.

In addition to the blood falling, the two two men gritted their teeth with hatred.

While one person used the Holy Light Technique to heal the four people, he constantly shone the Holy Light Technique on the eyes of the fat pig, and his mind was extremely meticulous and despicable.

Every time it was irradiated, the angry fat pig stomped his feet and scolded.

The other person kept summoning a Buddha knife and controlling the Buddha knife to sneak attack the fat pig.

The three of them cooperated to restrain from a distance, and the fat pig couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"Hmph, fat pig, I'll turn you from a zombie into a dead corpse today, and when you're dead, I'll throw your corpse into the pit to see if you can come back to life."

Among the three, the woman scolded the most.

The fat pig wanted to scold back, but there was no chance to scold, and the roots of his teeth were itching.

It's just that at this moment, the woman suddenly felt that the picture around her was spinning, and before she understood what was happening, the scene in front of her suddenly changed.

"Hey!"

Stunned, the woman subconsciously turned her head, and without reacting at all, she saw a bottle of liquid splashed on her face.

"Ahh

With a sharp scream, the woman covered her face and fell to the ground and rolled on the ground.

The power of spicy melon water.

It is absolutely terrifying, even a master like Hu Long, under the steaming mist contaminated with spicy melon water under the surprise, can't help but become like a cow and sheep slaughtered by Zhao Ke.

This woman can't be compared with Hu Long, so naturally she can't escape her fate.

Zhao Ke didn't kill her.

Instead, let Xu Wu catch the next one in.

At this time, the fat pig outside was in a mess in his heart, and he was getting more and more struggling, not only the consumption of postage, but also the consumption of energy and energy.

However, at this moment, the fat pig's heart suddenly moved, and his eyes looked at the top of his head.

I saw that the flying head blood curse that had been suppressing myself above my head all the time, I don't know when it started, and it had stagnated.

This discovery made the fat pig overjoyed, but his face still deliberately pretended to be powerless.

"I can't hold it, hahahaha!"

Seeing that the fat pig was finally exhausted, the eyes of the four people who had been fighting for a long time suddenly glowed.

I couldn't help but speed up the strength of the attack.

But they didn't notice that the Buddha sword that had flashed from time to time, and the holy light technique that had been blessed on them, I don't know when it began, and it never appeared again.

Facing the pressure of the four people step by step, the fat pig retreated step by step.

But under the stormy attack of the four people, the fat pig always looked like it was about to fall.

It gives people the feeling that they are just the last straw that can crush him.

But he has never been able to put the straw on him.

"No, come back quickly!"

Later, one of the postmen finally noticed that something was wrong.

But their shouts could not penetrate the thick aura around them.

Without the expulsion of the Holy Light Technique, they could only watch as the four of them were engulfed by the evil qi.

I saw that the corners of the fat pig's mouth gradually revealed a strange smile, just like a lion lurking in the grass, suddenly revealing its fangs.

The ghost-headed broadsword in his hand suddenly erupted with a sharp low sound.

The skull on the hilt of the knife let out a strange laugh as if it were alive.

"That's not right! Kill him. ”

Sensing that something was wrong, the four grapplers did not dare to keep their hands and frantically slaughtered the fat pig.

"Die!"

Shot again, the fat pig knife shadow slashed away, but it burst out with a power completely different from Fang Cai.

At the same time, the sharp nails of his left hand poked out, and he faced the metal fist claws of another postman.

"Poof!"

In the moment of the fight, four postmen, one dead and one wounded, and the other two postmen took the opportunity to hit the fat pig's head from the left and right ends.

However, in exchange for the fatal blow of such a price, the fat pig only looked stunned for a while, and his red eyes revealed a cunning light.

Just listening to the fat pig's words, his body suddenly blurred in front of the two.

"Beware of sneak attacks!"

Seeing this, the two immediately stuck back to back, and the two of them realized at this time that the evil qi around them had become so thick unconsciously.

Just as the two of them scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

"Whew!" In the dim darkness, a pitch-black fist suddenly struck the postman from the front.

The punch slammed down, but the postman didn't even have time to dodge.

The nose immediately resembles a rotten tomato that has been crushed by a car tire, and it bursts with a "snap"!

Red, black, and white were sprayed all over the face.

Even the screams were suffocated in his throat.

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