The interference of the little skeleton allowed Yechen to successfully pick the white flower.

After putting the White Flower in the storage ring, Yechen also looked at the little skeleton that ran back with some surprise.

Originally, in Yechen's imagination, even if the little skeleton didn't fall apart, it wouldn't be much better, after all, the gap between the two was too big, even if the little skeleton cultivated the emperor-level exercises, Yechen was not optimistic, not all people who cultivated the emperor-level exercises could be as perverted as Yechen.

But the little skeleton's unloading just now made Yechen a little impressed, this is a little skeleton, born with low intelligence, how can it have such high combat skills?

Such combat skills are no less than the genius of a human race.

"Sure enough, it lived up to my expectations!" Yechen laughed, in a good mood, strode forward, raised his right hand high, and slapped it fiercely at the martial arts master.

The martial arts master reacted, his eyes staring at Yechen's storage ring with burning eyes, revealing a thick greed, and the long knife rolled up and met Yechen's chest.

"Roar!" In the distance, rampaging zombies came running.

The little skeleton went up, trying to fend off the zombies, and continued to stab with a spur of the wind.

The sharp spear stabbed into the zombie's body, and after an inch into the flesh, it was stuck by the zombie's hard muscles, and then the zombie knocked the small skeleton and the spear in its hand, and continued to meet the night.

The realm of the little skeleton is still too low to deal effective damage to a zombie of a sixth-order martial artist.

On the other side, Yechen didn't look at the long knife cut by the opponent's master, and said to the little skeleton: "You go and deal with the other two." Then his right hand was raised high and slapped down fiercely towards the martial arts master.

The martial master smiled hideously: "Die!"

Yechen's palm slapped out, and the power like a tide suddenly surged forward, smashing the sword of the martial arts master, and then a palm was imprinted on his chest, and the powerful force blasted the opponent away like a cannonball.

Then, Yechen faced the zombies that were running wildly.

Yechen's eyebrows raised, the zombies of the sixth-order martial artists were much stronger physically than the second- and third-order martial artists, but they were slightly trickier.

But that's about it.

Yechen took out a blue sharp weapon and sword to face the zombies, and his low intelligence was the zombie's fatal weakness.

Of course, zombies move quickly, and ordinary people are not strong enough, and in the face of the infinite strength and speed of zombies, they can't easily find flaws like Yechen.

Yechen walked on the ghost step, his body wandered in the zombie's attack, each time he narrowly avoided the zombie's attack, and after dodging three times in a row, Yechen seized the opportunity and stabbed the sharp weapon into the zombie's forehead.

The sharpening of iron like mud coupled with the power of Yechen itself, even this sixth-order martial artist zombie could not withstand it, and was pierced by Yechen's soul fire, and the zombie's body suddenly stopped and fell to the ground.

On the other side, the little skeleton faced two eighth- and ninth-order warriors, but it showed very strong combat effectiveness, and when Yechen killed the zombie, the little skeleton had already killed a warrior.

The other remaining samurai suddenly took out a ringing arrow from his back, and then with a "bang", a ringing arrow shot into the sky, making a piercing and loud "chirp~".

The warrior smiled fiercely: "A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet, you all wait to die, you can kill the martial artist, I don't know what will happen to the martial spirit?" ”

After saying that, he immediately fled towards the forest.

"There are even accomplices!Martial Spirit?" Yechen muttered, his face becoming a little solemn.

At the same time, the little skeleton blew out like a whirlwind, and threw the spear in its hand far away.

The spear pierced through the air, piercing the back of the fleeing martial arts master, carrying his body up and flying three meters away, and then pinning him to the ground.

Yechen grabbed the corpse of the martial master from the ground, threw him into his storage ring, and then quickly stuffed the corpses of the other two warriors into it, and after doing all this, Yechen shouted in a low voice, "Go!"

The whole person swept up the treetops and ran wildly between the trees.

The little skeleton followed behind Yechen, constantly beating like a nimble monkey, following Yechen's footsteps closely, and even the soul fire of the zombie just now had no time to absorb it.

As he ran, Yechen's eyes looked around, and occasionally a martial artist-level dead creature appeared, but other than that, there was no one.

But Yechen knows that he is being stared at, this feeling has no reason, it is purely an intuition, but Yechen has always believed in his intuition.

Running wildly through the trees, but whenever they encounter dead creatures, Yechen avoids them from afar, and does not come into contact with them at all.

Jumping from a large tree, Yechen was faced with a flat grass in front of him, and in front of him was a small valley, and in the small valley, the grass and trees were sparse, and he could not hide his body well.

After a brief glance, Yechen rushed to the small valley.

The small skeleton behind him followed closely like a tail.

After rushing into the small valley, Yechen found that in the entire valley, there was only one exit, the one that had just entered, surrounded by cliffs, fortunately, there were no dead creatures hovering here.

Yechen took out a freshly collected corpse from the storage ring, which had just died, dripping with fresh blood.

Yechen quickly tore off the clothes from his body, then twisted them into a ball and held them in his hands, then grabbed the corpse's arm with one hand, twisted it violently, and twisted the whole arm off, blood gushing out.

Yechen put Ning Cheng's clothes on the wound, letting the blood wet the clothes.

When the blood was about to drip from his clothes, Yechen held Ning Cheng's clothes in one hand and the corpse in the other, and then quickly drew patterns on the ground with the bloody clothes.

Yechen retreated quickly, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground he passed, which consisted of small eerie symbols.

In the process, Yechen felt that the feeling of being watched became stronger, indicating that the enemy was getting closer and closer to him.

After the blood on the first corpse had dried up, Yechen casually threw it aside, but the second, the third.....

It wasn't until three minutes later that Yechen finally twisted the bloody shirt in his hand to the side.

Finally, a figure landed outside the valley, this is a middle-aged man dressed in black, with a gutter nose and a pair of eyes as fierce as a vulture.

The middle-aged man entered from the entrance of the valley, then looked at the busy Yechen, and sneered: "Run, why don't you run?"

Yechen didn't answer, his hand still didn't stop, and he took out a large handful of purple gold coins and sprinkled them on the ground.