Chapter Seventy-Seven: Surrender, Messenger of Light!
"Yo, isn't this an old classmate? What's the matter, the young couple got married? Where are you now? How many apartments and how many cars are there in the city? ”
Even if Xia Hao is at a disadvantage, he will always be unforgiving, knowing that Ji Xin and Yan Jingmei are no longer human, he still doesn't forget the routine complaining that old classmates should have when they meet. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Xia Hao, when you die, you are still hard-mouthed, should I turn you into a zombie who can't talk or a ghost who can only talk?"
Yan Jingmei smiled and stroked her fingers, which had long since dried up into skeletons, as if she was recalling the scene where she once applied nail polish.
"Oh, look, Jiajia, remember the scene where we went to do manicures together? It's a pity that all this beauty is gone. ”
"Mei, Meimei! You, what's wrong with you! ”
Wang Jiajia still couldn't believe that Yan Jingmei was dead and had become an undead.
"Break and stand, don't you? Look at Ji Xin! How powerful he is now! ”
"You're good!"
Ji Xin, who was already like a tin can, pushed away the mask, revealing a stiff face, and the gray-white skin proved the fact that he had already died.
His dry lips slowly cracked, and he smiled grimly at everyone.
"It's been a long time, my dear Hu Jian. Is your Light doing well? ”
Hu Jian stared at Ji Xin in front of him, the holy light in his body began to tremble because of the rich evil energy in Ji Xin's body, and he didn't seem to be Ji Xin's opponent.
"Hu Jian, come on, join the ranks of the dead, forget all birth, old age, sickness and death, and manipulate death!"
Yan Jingmei slowly pestle the staff made of the human spine in her hand, and walked slowly towards Hu Jian and the others.
"If I were you, I wouldn't go any further."
Hu Jian also slowly stepped forward to block in front of everyone, and he couldn't be sure if he could block Ji Xin's sudden onslaught, not to mention Yan Jingmei, who he couldn't see through.
"Oh, are you trying to warn me, paladin!"
Yan Jingmei raised her head suddenly, revealing a pair of eyes burning with ghost fire under the black robe.
"Looks like you're trying to have some fun with my little darlings."
Hu Jian only felt that the holy seal on his arm was getting hotter and hotter, and it gradually became hot.
"Lao Hu, we are surrounded!"
Without Xia Hao's reminder, Hu Jian had actually discovered that he and the others had been surrounded by a circle of undead.
Among the undead who surrounded him and others, there were some zombies and skeleton soldiers.
But fortunately, there is no existence within the stitching monster, however, Hu Jian seems to have discovered some existences similar to Ji Xin, but he does not have his own feelings like Ji Xin, but is numb to the command of some people.
"Prepare for battle!"
The power of the holy light was transmitted into the folding shield sent by Gu Ye without hindrance, and the spring buckle between the shields was slowly released, and the shield instantly doubled.
"Well, since you want to die so much, I will fulfill you." Yan Jingmei seemed to sigh and turned her head to look at Ji Xin, "My dear, these old classmates will be handed over to you, I feel so tired." ”
"Fight for you, my lady!"
The skeleton war horse that trampled on the ghost fire slowly paced forward, Ji Xinxing held the huge battle axe in his hand, and the dried blood covered the blade of the giant axe, but Hu Jian did not doubt his sharpness at all.
It seemed that someone had given the order to attack, and a large number of undead spirits rushed up frantically.
The knight on the skeleton horse rushed towards Hu Jian quickly, that kind of momentum, Hu Jian had seen it on the TV series, and he had personally experienced it when he fought against the undead in the Sanfang Forest Farm, but the group of dead cavalry he saw at this time, Hu Jian felt more about their momentum of seeing death as home.
"Fuck off, idiot, he's mine!"
Just as Hu Jian was about to greet the nearest cavalryman, Ji Xinyi split the dead cavalryman into two sections with an axe, and then, only to see the two sections of the cavalryman's corpse and the skeleton war horse under his crotch turned into a pile of bone slag.
"Hu Jian, where is your holy light? Let me see who is stronger! ”
The battle axe that drove the breath of death slashed at Hu Jian, and the sound hole on the axe arm resounded throughout the battlefield with a popping sound as it swung at high speed.
Hu Jian's shield was subconsciously raised, and the axe slashed up, and Hu Jian felt that this was no longer an axe, but a giant hammer, which smashed the shield.
"Coward, are you just going to dodge?"
Ji Xin's strength is surprisingly huge, although it is not as violent as the fierce collision of the lava hound, but it is definitely several times the original strength of Zhou Wei.
"Ji Xin, you have fallen!"
The shield blocked the slash of the giant axe again, Hu Jian counterattacked, the Mo knife could not be used, the undead killer was swung out, the blade slashed through the breastplate on Ji Xin's chest, bringing a burst of sparks, Hu Jian was stunned, an undead killer who slashed iron did not cause any substantial damage, and did not even cut his breastplate.
"Confused, Hu Jian? The evil iron armor made by Lord Modo is not something that a paladin like you who came out of the wild can destroy! ”
"Mordo?"
When Hu Jian heard this new name, he was even more puzzled!
Modo, who is it?
"Ji Xin, you have too many words! Fight quickly, and remember not to chop the corpse too much! ”
Although Yan Jingmei did not participate in the battle and stood there all the time, she always paid attention to the battle between Hu Jian and Ji Xin.
Hu Jian is her biggest enemy!
An enemy who makes her want to drink his blood and swallow his flesh so much!
And now the man she loves the most has completely suppressed him, how can she not be excited.
However, the teacher's name was a taboo, and when Hu Jian heard it, he was doomed to death.
"Yes, my dear. I promise to just chop off his head. ”
Ji Xin smiled evilly.
"Hu Jian, how about being a headless horseman? That kind of existence in Western legends, it makes me excited just thinking about it! ”
Hu Jian only felt that his neck was cold and cold, did these guys really want to kill themselves and others, and then use necromancy to transform into Ji Xin's appearance of being a ghost or a ghost?
"It's too slow, you shit!"
Yan Jingmei turned her head to look at the battlefield that had been cut open on the other side, and there was Xia Hao, Wang Jiajia and others who were in a bitter battle.
Without a strong armor profession in front of him, everyone can be said to be in danger, even Wang Jiajia, who is standing in the middle and shooting arrows.
"You're wasting my time! Dear Jiajia, my good sister, you better come to my side! ”
The black energy like a lasso poked out of the air, and the rope was instantly put around Wang Jiajia's neck, Yan Jingmei shook her arm slightly, and Wang Jiajia was easily pulled over like a little chick.
"Sister Jiajia!"
Ye Zhi'an exclaimed, and instantly shot an arrow from the crossbow.
Just before the crossbow arrow was shot in front of Yan Jingmei, the ice wall suddenly rose.
Yan Jingmei's ethereal and evil voice came from behind the ice wall.
"Right now, your crush is with me. Hu Jian, do you want to surrender? ”