||->-> Text Chapter 443 Capture the Sword (Ask for a Monthly Pass)

In the cave, Ding Ermiao and Gu Qinglan were stunned, they didn't expect Wu Zhanzhan to be so anxious!

Ding Ermiao dropped the short-barreled musket in his hand, shook ten thousand people, and then rushed over. [擺|渡|搜||Gu Qinglan carried a small revolver, dragged a sapper shovel, and ran to the savage priest sitting on the ground.

Now that Wu Zhanzhan has been launched, there can be no longer delay. Fight quickly to avoid chaos.

The savage priest couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw three people suddenly coming out of the cave. He held the spirit banner in his hand, staggered to his feet, and was about to escape, when Gu Qinglan had already rushed in front of him.

Gu Qinglan, who was running, took advantage of the momentum to jump up and put a foot on the high priest's chest.

"Ouch!" The high priest screamed and fell to the ground.

Gu Qinglan kicked again, kicked away the spirit banner of the savage high priest, dropped the sapper shovel, snatched the bell from the high priest's hand and threw it far away, then put the revolver against his head, and shouted: "Don't move, otherwise I will kill you with one shot!" ”

$10,000 $ Book $ Bar $ Novel () Gu Qinglan didn't know what means the high priest had, so he first removed the tools of his practice. In the face of Gu Qinglan's stormy movements, the high priest had no power to resist, and he was obedient, humming in his mouth and snorting in pain.

I didn't expect the high priest to be so easy to deal with, Gu Qinglan was overjoyed, turned on the headlamp, and wanted to give the high priest a body search.

But as soon as she turned on the lights, Gu Qinglan found that there was no need for this at all. For the high priest was like the other savages, shirtless and barefoot, with only a strip of rag around his waist to cover his shame.

Pressing the high priest to the ground with his arms behind his back, Gu Qinglan tore off the strips of rags around his waist and cut off his hands upside down. drank again and ordered him not to move, and then Gu Qinglan raised his head and swept the battle for Wu Zhanzhan and Ding Ermiao, who were fighting zombies.

And before that, the two zombies and Wu Zhanzhan Ding Ermiao also fought together. On the way to run, the black and white bracelet in Wu Zhanzhan's hand had already shaken into a wire rope, whistling towards the zombies.

The countless ghosts floating in the air, as soon as they saw the impermanence and the tens of thousands of people, immediately drifted away.

The souls of these savages will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people and impermanence when they are alive, but after they die, they are afraid of the Taoist ghost-hunting magic weapon.

After all, the zombie's reaction was a step slower, and when Wu Zhanzhan rushed in front of him, he didn't know how to attack.

With a whoosh, the whip shadow swept by, and one of the zombie's arms was pulled straight by Wu Zhanzhan, making a snapping sound. But the zombies are not afraid of pain, and still stride in the original direction.

Wu Zhanzhan knew from the feeling and sound just now that this whip did not pose any harm to the zombies.

Sure enough, copper skin and iron bones!

Wu Zhanzhan retracted the impermanence rope, the footwork under his feet changed, and he kept running around a zombie, and the iron rope in his hand controlled the length, only on the zombie's arm, passing little by little!

Although the zombie has strong skin and flesh, it can't withstand Wu Zhanzhan's little bit of peeling, and the layer of iron-hard stiff muscles on the epidermis is stripped off little by little by impermanence, shattered into dumpling filling, and flies into the air little by little.

Wu Zhanzhan ran down more than a dozen laps, and the two arms of the zombie were actually a lot thinner.

At the same time, Ding Ermiao is also fighting another zombie.

Ding Ermiao's footwork is more elegant, advancing and retreating tend to avoid, and he is calm. The zombie lost the control of the high priest, and his movements became even slower, and he could only rely on his brute strength and invulnerable stiff muscles to pinch Ding Ermiao.

But Ding Ermiao slashed out several swords in a row, and he also knew that it was not good. Because with the sharpness of 10,000 people, it is just a shallow and short opening on the zombie!

Turning his head to look at Wu Zhanzhan's playing style, Ding Ermiao felt that he could try it. So he also walked lightly with his sword, and slashed at the zombies with speed and slowness.

With the dancing of 10,000 people, the skin and flesh on the zombies were also shaved by Ding Ermiao. However, the zombie was too solid, and every time Ding Ermiao cut his sword, he could only cut off a thin piece the size of a fingernail.

For a while, the figures were flying, and Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan surrounded the zombies, fighting like a marquee. One uses impermanence to make dumpling filling, and the other uses 10,000 people to make knife-cut noodles......

But manpower is limited, but zombies are not tired. After fighting for more than ten minutes, Ding Ermiao and Wu Zhanzhan were sweating profusely.

How long will it take to knock these two zombies down? It is estimated that after cutting the zombie into a white skeleton, he will be tired into a dead corpse!

Ding Ermiao was irritable and decided to try it with a peachwood sword. So he took a few steps back, took out the peachwood sword he had prepared in advance from his pocket, and rubbed it again.

"Demon, try my peachwood sword!" With a loud shout, Ding Ermiao saw a loophole, and the peachwood sword in his left hand stabbed towards the zombie's heart.

That part is the softest place on the zombie's body, as long as the peachwood sword pierces it, it can cut off the circulation of corpse blood in the zombie's body, so as to control the zombie. But Ding Ermiao stabbed out with a sword, only to hear a crisp click, and the peachwood sword broke into two.

"Roar...... Whew! The zombie roared, waved its arms, and with a sound of wind, grabbed Ding Ermiao's left shoulder.

In his eagerness, Ding Ermiao slashed before he could swing his sword, forgetting about the invulnerability of zombies.

With a sword split, the zombie opened his big hand and grabbed the sword body of 10,000 people in his hand. Next, the zombie slammed into a force, and even wanted to break 10,000 people!

Ding Ermiao was taken aback, and under the retreat of the transport capacity, he felt that the 10,000 people were cut as if they had taken root, sticking to the zombie's hand and not moving. In order to save 10,000 people, Ding Ermiao had to grit his teeth and let go of his hand.

Anyway, this sword was also created by the ancestor with painstaking efforts, and it has accompanied the master for decades. Now ruined in his own hands, isn't that a sinner for the ages?

So Ding Ermiao had to let go temporarily.

But after spreading his hand, Ding Ermiao found out that the zombie destroys the heart of the sword and does not die!

I thought that if I let go, the zombies would throw the sword on the ground casually. What do you think, he doesn't know how to Taiji Sword Wudang Sword, let alone Dugu Jiu Style, what is he doing with Ding Ermiao's sword?

But the zombie seems to have opened his mind, he put his sword horizontally, grabbed one end with one hand, and carried his arms with both arms, still wanting to break ten thousand people!

"Destroy my sword, fight with you!" Ding Ermiao was anxious and angry, jumped up, and kicked the zombie's head with a series of flying legs!

It seems that this zombie has made up his mind, and he will not give up if he does not destroy thousands of people. As soon as he turned around, he gave his back to Ding Ermiao, and continued to fold the sword with both hands.

Ya is still a little stupid in the end, if he doesn't turn around, but uses the sword blade of 10,000 people to aim at Ding Ermiao's legs, Ding Ermiao's two feet must be cut off.

With two bangs, Ding Ermiao kicked the back of the zombie's head with both feet, but it was like a stone, and the zombie was unmoved. And the 10,000 people in the hands of the zombies have been bent into a half circle, and they are about to break!

With a whoosh, a volley of iron ropes struck the back of the zombie's left hand. But it was Wu Zhanzhan who saw that something was wrong, and took time out of his busy schedule to support.

The iron rope was pulled, the zombie's painful left hand shook, and the tip of the sword was released, and with a loud sound, it returned to a straight state, and the tip of the sword was still shaking up and down!