Chapter Ninety-Five: Yan Jingmei, Die!

The battlefield was once scorched, after all, Guquan Village was also a stronghold of the undead, even if many of the dead who had their own consciousness were awakened by Ye, the army of the dead was still replenished endlessly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You, and you traitors will not succeed, this is the teacher's territory, and the teacher's servants will crush you in a steady stream."

Although Yan Jingmei put Hu Jian away, Ye quickly killed him, and the double knife danced out of the afterimage, slashing at Yan Jingmei's arm holding the staff, and the bones of the undead Yan Jingmei were surprisingly hard, and sparks flew in an instant.

Battles erupted everywhere in the small underground space, but the fiercest battle was the battlefield of two dead riders.

Although they were freezing ice on the pond and not touching the ground, the energy that flew around spread to several battles in the surrounding area.

The frozen pond was a good thing for Hu Jian and the others, as there were fewer and fewer Naga on the field, and their only way to support was blocked by the battle of the two dead horsemen.

Of course, that was also their way to escape, so now in addition to the continuous replenishment of the undead army, the casualties of Naga and the awakened undead are very heavy.

"Hu Jian, can you do it!"

Ye's strength was already strong, and it was effortless to deal with Yan Jingmei, but it was only to ensure that she would not disrupt and interfere with other battles, because Yan Jingmei was too good at herself, and Ye couldn't cause substantial damage to her at all.

There's only that guy's holy light.

Ye helplessly looked at Hu Jian who was already oozing out of pain on his head, could the spell used by the holy woman of the cursed sect just now be so powerful?

Hu Jian was directly sucked a large amount of life force without defense, and if it weren't for the protection of him by the power of the Holy Light of the Origin in his body, he might have been sucked into a human by now.

The holy light source in his body continued to nourish Hu Jian's arm holding the shield, and the arm that had been dried up into bark was recovering rapidly at this time.

"What an evil spell."

Absorbing the vitality of others for his own use, Hu Jian has never encountered it after fighting so many times, and this time he was caught off guard and fell into the way.

"Old classmate, it seems that you really have no way back."

The bare wings gently instigated, jumped up with Hu Jian, and the Mo knife slashed down.

The Mo knife with the power of holy light was like a hot knife cutting butter, "poof~", Yan Jingmei was stabbed by Hu Jian.

Angry, Yan Jingmei grabbed the Mo knife burning with the divine fire with one hand, completely ignoring the burning palm, and struggled to pull the Mo knife out of her chest.

Green smoke came from Yan Jingmei's palm and chest, and the power of the sword attached to the holy light made Ye keep smacking his tongue.

I feel that the few knives I just made are not as powerful as the knives of others.

"Hu Jian, I am no longer the Yan Jingmei I was at the beginning, and after following the teacher, I am no longer what I used to be."

Yan Jingmei did a backflip, landed on a boulder, and began to chant an awkward incantation.

Hu Jian hurriedly chased after him, but found that his ankle was grabbed by a pair of pitch-black bone hands at some point, and he was indifferent no matter how he pulled his legs.

Dedication!

The rapid flow of holy light flashed a mysterious brilliance on Hu Jianjian, and then spread directly on the ground around Hu Jian, frightening Ye Jian to jump back, he didn't think that Hu Jian's move did no harm to him.

The bone hand was quickly released by the scorching holy light, Hu Jian's legs were finally liberated, the bare wings had not yet dissipated, and he was violently incited, Hu Jian actually flew a distance in the air and slid towards the boulder where Yan Jingmei landed.

"It's late!"

After speaking, with a wave of the bone staff in Yan Jingmei's hand, the corpses of various undead creatures scattered on the ground were all suspended, and one by one the bones broke away, and then flew towards the undead who came to support, and some flew towards Yan Jingmei herself.

The bones quickly snapped together on them, and they were combined into a set of bony armor.

And the skeleton on Ji Xin's body was the most luxurious, with four thick thigh bones suspended by his side, and when Lin Nan attacked him, the leg bones would automatically float over to block the blow.

However, the trade-off is that the bones will crack a small crack in every block attack.

"Bone armor?"

However, Hu Jian still trusted his holy light very much, and the Mo knife turned into a thorn, and the target was Yan Jingmei's heart shield composed of bones.

"Ding~"

A scene that surprised Hu Jian appeared, the heart shield was black, a giant palm stretched out from it, grabbed the Mo knife, and then the whole arm squeezed out of the heart guard.

"Roar!"

The glowing goggles seem to hide another dimension, and a terrifying existence is nurtured in them.

The space in front of the heart shield seemed to be torn apart, and another bony giant palm supported and tore the space like tearing a piece of cloth, and a heart-chilling roar pierced through the dark space.

"In the name of the master, kill them!"

Yan Jingmei could no longer support her crumbling body, and the bone heart shield instantly shone brightly, and a giant beast composed entirely of skeletons jumped out of that space directly.

"A giant corpse made entirely of bones."

Hu Jian couldn't find a word to describe it any better, the creature in front of him directly occupied the Zhenkuai giant corpse, and the head was on the top of the cave.

The giant beast didn't have any weapons, a pair of bone palms were extremely huge, and it was a slap at Hu Jian in front of him.

Clang!

Like a bell in the ten temples, the dull sound echoes throughout the space.

"Heh, you can't get out of my palm!"

Yan Jingmei seemed to have been drained of the magic power in her body, just like an old man on crutches in the twilight, looking miserably at the bone colossus in front of her and constantly attacking Hu Jian.

"Well, I don't know if he can run out of your palm, but you can die."

Ye, who had been waiting for an opportunity to move beside him, made a move, and a ghost appeared behind Yan Jingmei's back, and the two short swords instantly strangled Yan Jingmei's head into pieces, and then Yan Jingmei's body quickly withered like a rag, and then spread softly on the ground.

"Huh? She doesn't have a soul box? ”

Ye frowned, feeling surprised, the Holy Maiden of the Cursed Sect didn't even place a soul box for herself? Or are you being deceived?

Not far from Guquan Village, there is a spiritual tower

The fingers of a skeletal in a black robe suddenly trembled, and the magic array that had just been half depicted was scrapped.

"Waste, this is dead, fortunately I didn't waste materials to set up a soul box for her, but I actually summoned the little baby I worked so hard to assemble for so long, hehehe, it's not in vain for my disciple's name. Anyway, I'll go and meet these living people who killed my disciples. ”

The black-robed man turned into a black mist and floated towards the outside of the Psychic Tower, in the direction of Guquan Village, where Hu Jian and the others were.