Chapter Ninety-Three: The Sword Splits the Zongzi

The first oil dumpling fell, and the other oil dumplings did not react, and they didn't pay attention to the oil dumplings that would be cut into two and fell down, and continued to approach Zhang Botong, with a feeling of seeing death as home. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Coming back?" Zhao Linsheng saw that an oil dumpling was beheaded, but he couldn't stop the footsteps of other oil dumplings, and exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Gang then explained to him: "These things have no emotions or emotions, they don't know life and death at all, they can only go all the way, sweep away everything that blocks the way, and kill the living things they see." ”

"Don't be surprised, I've met the oil dumplings before, I'm not still alive." Zhang Botong was about to welcome the next oil dumplings, but his mouth was saying to us.

Then the second oil zongzi, Zhang Botong swung his sword and slashed from top to bottom, and the demon sword slashed straight from the forehead of the oil zongzi to the crotch, a long black line, but the oil zongzi was not cracked.

Just when everyone was watching with bated breath, Zhang Botong raised his sword and patted lightly on the body of the oil dumpling that was split, stuck, with a soft sound, the oil dumpling suddenly cracked along the black line, and suddenly became two halves, falling to both sides respectively.

As concocted, the demon sword in Zhang Botong's hand solved the oil dumplings one by one, and suddenly the ground was a mess, all of which were the remains of the oil dumplings that had been split.

"Now that it's cleaned up, can you tell me where the heirloom jade seal is?" Zhang Botong finished slaughtering the oil dumplings, turned around and clapped his hands, and the demon sword was still tightly held in his hand and said to me.

I stared at the demon-subduing sword in Zhang Botong's hand and watched carefully, the demon-subduing sword was very clean, even if I had just killed seven or eight oil dumplings with it, the oil zongzi was full of grease, and there was not a single trace of grease on the demon-slaying sword, even the blood that Zhang Botong wiped on the blade just now disappeared, maybe it disappeared when he just split the oil zongzi.

"Don't worry, you see, there are still a lot of oil dumplings and ghost bones on the right side of the hall, solve those, we can find the jade seal, it's safer!" I pointed to the oil dumplings and ghost bones that had converged in one place, and by this time they had all reached the gate of the right side hall.

Zhang Botong glanced at the front of the right side hall, where more than ten oil dumplings had gathered, and from the side hall, there were oil rice dumplings slowly pouring out, and six ghost bones were mixed inside, which was particularly conspicuous.

"Okay!" Perhaps Uncle Zhang informed me that I had some point, even if I suspected that I was procrastinating.

With the Demon Suppression Sword in Zhang Botong's hand, our group suddenly became bolder, and now these all come from confidence, and this confidence relies on the Demon Suppression Sword.

Just as we were about to leave the Hall of Eternal Life and go to the right side of the temple sword to split oil dumplings, suddenly a terrifying scene came again.

"Look, Amin...... He's still alive...... "The first person to find out that this Amin is alive is Shangguan Yaxiong, who has been in charge of everyone's safety in our team, always vigilant about the movement around her, which she has done very well and is suitable for this kind of work."

"Oh no, this kid's corpse has changed!" Zhang Botong shouted immediately when he saw it, and retreated a few steps first, so that the others were really startled when they saw it, and they all stepped back, afraid that Ah Ming would suddenly jump up and attack.

Ah Ming, who was lying on the ground, suddenly trembled deeply, trembling rhythmically.

"What's the situation, the real corpse has changed?" The pangolin frowned and stared at Armin trembling on the ground.

The bearded man's heart twitched, after all, Amin was his soldier, and now he died tragically in the tomb, and at this time he said that it was a corpse.

"Amin, Amin......" The bearded man didn't seem to believe that Amin's corpse had changed, he preferred to believe that Amin was not dead, but still alive, so he approached and was about to squat down and support Amin.

"Lao Hu, what are you doing, hurry up and go away." Zhang Zhongliang was startled and immediately shouted to the bearded man to leave.

But although the bearded man did not stretch out his hands to support Ah Ming, he was still stunned, turning his head to stare at us, his eyes were full of begging, he was probably saving the Zhang family brother to save his brother's life.

"Old Hu, it's too late, he's dead, and his corpse has changed!" Zhang Botong was helpless at this time, he had no temper, after all, the bearded man came all the way, only a few days after entering the tomb, and more than half of the brothers he brought with him died.

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do!" Seeing that the bearded man was unwilling, Zhang Botong shook his head helplessly and sighed.

When the bearded man twisted his head to look at Zhang Botong, Ah Ming's hands slowly lifted and were stretching towards the bearded man's neck, slowly, as if he was alert to the beard's sudden discovery.

"Old Hu, get out of the way!" When I saw this scene, I broke out in a cold sweat and shouted for the bearded man to leave, but unfortunately the bearded man may have been overly sad and slow to react.

"Watch your neck!" Shangguan Yaxiong also shouted, she wanted to remind the bearded man to be careful.

But all this was ineffective, a pair of cold hands were placed on the bearded man's neck, and in an instant, ten fingers were tightly clasped to exert force, and a mysterious power like from hell suddenly appeared on the bearded man's neck, instantly making him feel difficult to breathe, and even speaking.

At this time, everyone didn't know what to do, after all, Ah Ming was a corpse mutation caused by corpse poison, and he didn't know if he had corpse poison on his body, so he could get close.

The bearded man grabbed Ah Ming's hands tightly with both hands, and tried to break Ah Ming's hands, but Ah Ming's hands were like bronze cast, in addition to being cold, they were also very powerful, and with the strength of the bearded man, he could not separate Ah Ming's hands from his neck.

So the bearded man turned his head strongly, his eyes flashed with tears, his mouth was open, and he couldn't make a sound, so he could only let go of the hands that were holding Ah Ming's hands and gestured to us.

"Hold on." Zhang Botong approached with the demon slaying sword, still staining some blood on the wound that had just been cut, raised the long sword in his hand and swung it down, slashing directly at Ah Ming's hands.

As soon as the sword went down, everyone closed their eyes, thinking that the moment they opened their eyes, Amin's hands must have been cut off, but when everyone opened their eyes, they were dumbfounded, Amin's hands were not cut off by the demon sword, and they were still pinching the bearded neck.

At this time, the bearded man's face turned red, which was caused by suffocation, and the bearded man would not last long and would suffocate to death.

"Ah, ah, ah......" The bearded man's voice was very weak, and his hands were weak, and then he fell instantly, and simply gave up calling for help, perhaps he already knew in his heart that this catastrophe could not be avoided today, and he would definitely die.

I saw this situation, and it was a very urgent situation, no matter what, a beard is a human life, and I can't manage so much, the corpse poison is a hair, and I still have cinnabar on my body, even if the cinnabar is ineffective, death will die, I am afraid of a hair.

So I walked in front of the bearded man, and at this time, Zhang Botong had just raised the demon sword in his hand and was swinging the sword to slash down, and I immediately dodged when I saw the situation.

This sword is ineffective against the corpse-mutated Amin, and for me, mortal, it is fatal, I can only dodge.

The Demon Slaying Sword slashed at Amin's hands again, but it only cut through his clothes, revealing no flesh and skin.

"So evil?" Zhang Botong glanced at his Demon Suppression Sword, he probably didn't believe this frequent scene, and the Demon Suppression Sword couldn't deal with Ah Ming, who was a corpse.

"Get out of the way first, break his hand, or the beard will be dead, and it won't be possible to get another corpse." I shouted at Zhang Botong, who was studying the failure of his demon sword.

When Zhang Botong heard this, his eyes lit up, and he shouted at the others: "Everyone go up together and break Ah Ming's hands." ”

The bearded man is a strong mercenary leader, and his strong muscles are enough to prove his strength, he can't break Ah Ming's hands that are pinching his neck, it is conceivable that Ah Ming, who has been transformed into a corpse, is so powerful that it is not one person or two people who can break his hands, not everyone together.

The others were stunned at first, looking at the corpse with a pale face, green muscles all over his body, and bloodshot eyes, like the living dead in Western movies, they were all a little scared.

"Come on, or I'll wait to collect the bearded body!" I said in a begging tone to the stunned others.