Get him! ”

The martial saint who returned to the sect of ten thousand swords shouted.

The more than 100 disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect hurriedly rushed towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan frowned slightly.

I didn't expect these people to come in so quickly.

But he wasn't worried at all.

Think you're scared of too many people?

I thought you had a martial saint and I was afraid of you?

You may not be able to play anywhere else, but in Silent Hill, you're all brothers!

Thinking of this, a strange smile crossed the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth, and then he quickly stretched out a pair of blood wings and flew forward.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect, although the flying of the imperial sword is faster than that of ordinary disciples flying with clouds, it is far less than Zhang Fan's speed.

Zhang Fan was afraid that they wouldn't be able to keep up, so he slowed down.

Wuxiangmen saw that Wanjian Guizong couldn't catch up with Zhang Fan, so they also followed to chase Zhang Fan.

But the disciples of these two major sects couldn't catch up with Zhang Fan.

Only the two martial saints of these two major sects can barely keep up with Zhang Fan's speed.

But it's only enough to keep up, and it's still a little bit close to catching up.

"Other sects, don't round him up together!"

The Martial Saint of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect roared.

The martial saint spoke, how dare other sects disobey.

More than 4,000 people came together to round up Zhang Fan.

In addition, there are a total of seven martial saints, all of whom rounded up Zhang Fan together.

These martial saints are chasing more and more angry.

These martial saints are all high-ranking existences on weekdays.

The Martial Emperor is only two orders lower than them, and they can twist something to death with a single finger.

Today, the five of them were rounded up with more than 4,000 people, and they couldn't even catch a single hair of that kid, which was unreasonable!

In desperation, these five martial saints had to lay down some energy barriers while chasing.

In this way, Zhang Fan's activity space is compressed.

Sure enough, Zhang Fan's range of activities became smaller and smaller, and he was finally surrounded by five martial saints and more than 4,000 people in a small forest.

"Boy, look where you're going!"

A martial saint shouted.

Zhang Fan smiled and raised his hands: "Okay, I won't run away, I won't run away......"

The monk Wusheng of Wuxiangmen, with his right palm on his chest, pronounced a Buddha name: "Amitabha, donor, we don't intend to embarrass you." Just wanted to ask you a few words. ”

Zhang Fan took a few breaths and said, "Question? Okay, just ask. ”

The Martial Saint of the Phaseless Gate was about to speak, but suddenly heard the encirclement of the encirclement, and a strange sound came.

"Quack-quack-ah-uh-quack-"

This strange sound makes people feel very uncomfortable to hear.

It's like the cry of someone when they're choked by the neck.

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth pulled out a smile.

Here it comes!

Everyone turned their heads warily and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

I saw that outside the grove, in the gray mist, a figure gradually appeared.

It's just that this figure doesn't walk like a normal walk, but like those low-level zombies with broken legs.

Crooked, upside down.

And as he walked, he made that "quack-ah-uh-" sound from his mouth.

Gradually, the man got closer and closer, and everyone saw more and more clearly.

When he was only more than ten meters away from everyone, everyone finally saw clearly.

It's not a person at all, it's a humanoid monster.

It was naked from top to bottom, and its skin was scorched.

Its head is even more weird.

A humanoid head, but without eyes, nose, or ears.

Only the mouth that seemed to have been torn open with a bloody mouth, in one close, made a "quack-ah-uh-" sound, which made people listen to a very uncomfortable sound.

Seeing such a strange monster, those people all felt their scalps tingle.

It's simply ugly, disgusting, perverted, bloody, twisted, desperate, stupid...... A collection of all derogatory terms.

These people in the fairy world have occasionally seen some genetic beasts, even the most disgusting monsters they have ever seen, that is, zombies.

But zombies are angels compared to this monster.

The disciple who was closest to the monster saw it and shouted, "Stop!" ”

But the monster didn't seem to hear him.

The left leg is broken at the calf, 90 degrees forward;

The right foot is directly reversed 180 degrees.

Bent over, hunched back.

Continuing to let out that terrible scream, he walked towards the disciple.

The disciple's face changed slightly: "Stop! ”

But the monster still didn't stand.

A disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect turned his head and asked Zhang Fan, "What the hell is this?" ”

Zhang Fan didn't come back, but a weird smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect who was closest to the monster saw that the distance between them was less than five meters, and he said angrily: "If you don't stand any longer, I'm going to make a move!" ”

But the monster still didn't mean to stop.

The disciple who returned to the sect with ten thousand swords couldn't bear it anymore.

The two fingers of his right hand were put together, and he pointed forward sharply, and shouted in his mouth: "Get out of the sheath!" ”

Chokew-

The blade of the sword and the scabbard made a crisp grinding sound.

The sword was like a cyan shadow, and it instantly unsheathed and flew towards the monster.

Phew—

The sword pierced the monster's head with precision.

Then he flew back to the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect with precision, and then choked into the sheath.

When everyone saw that the monster's head had been pierced with a hole, they all admired the method of returning to the sect with ten thousand swords.

However, at this moment, the scabbard on the back of the disciple made a sizzling sound.

Then his metal scabbard was corroded through by a sticky, blood-red slime.

It turned out that the monster's blood, a high-strength acid, was brought back after being contaminated with the sword body.

At this time, I heard the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect let out a long scream.

"Ahh

When they looked again, they saw him rolling on the ground, screaming miserably.

The clothes on the back had long since been corroded to shreds.

The skin on his back had also been corroded, and the bones inside were sizzling and bubbling blood-red. It smells fishy.

The blood-red viscous liquid fell to the ground, and the ground was corroded into a pit the size of a human head.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and the disciples of other sects scattered one after another.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect all gathered around and tried to rescue the disciple.

But at this moment, the monster's mouth made a clicking sound.

Its twisted arms clutched its swollen belly, and its throat kept grunting.

"It's not good, go back-"

The Martial Saint of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect hurriedly ordered.

However, it was already too late.

The monster made a grunting sound in its throat, and suddenly—

Vomiting ————

Its mouth seemed to have been torn open by life, and a fishy, viscous liquid, like the sprinkler head of a sprinkler truck, spewed out. /15_15020/