Just a few dozen steps away, Deng Shi sent the three of them back to hell full of death. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that the way forward and the way out had been sealed, we had to draw our blades to resist.

The Red Leaf Daoist instantly threw the coffin to the ground, pulled the coffin lid open a foot-long gap, scooped it in with his right hand, quickly drew a silver ray, and let out a sharp whistling sound to meet a flying ghost king bat.

Blade Sen was cold, easily slicing through the bat's body, and swaying a strong fishy smell.

I recognize it as the pound dart used by the Northern Dart Bureau, as the name suggests, each dart weighs a pound (formerly known as eight taels). Ordinary martial arts masters can use three or four heavy darts or throwing knives is good, and no matter how heavy it is, it is a severe test of wrist strength, so this kind of dart is usually used to deter strong people who stand in the way, and it may not be really used. Of course, there are also people who can use darts, but they are only a few of the few, and they can be called the world's first-class masters. I didn't expect the martial arts of the Red Leaf Daoist to be so high,

Hongye Daoist kept his hands and touched the darts into the coffin one after another, as if he had an inexhaustible dart, and his hands were fired together, and he had shot to death in an instant.

Huang Daoran's outstretched hand was really not weak, a horse chopping knife in his hand was running like flying, and a rain of blood broke out around him from time to time, and he also killed more than a dozen ghost king bats in a short time.

However, after all, he was not as agile as the Red Leaf Daoist, his defense was tight, and his sword strength was a little old, and he saw a ghost king bat close to his shoulder, biting off a piece of skin and flesh on his back.

Of the three, I was the weakest in battle, but luckily I had the Red Leaf Daoist in front of me, and I used the ox-eared knife to slash the bats that came close to him.

The ghost king bat's teeth seemed to have barbs, and even ordinary tough guys might not be able to bear the bite, Huang Daoran struggled to support, and finally couldn't stand it, let out a miserable shout, and slowed down the saber in his hand, revealing a large flaw on his chest.

A ghost king bat that seemed to be the largest took the opportunity to fly to his throat, opening its bloody mouth and about to bite down.

At the last moment, the Red Leaf Daoist swept to Huang Daoran's side, and pushed him away a few steps with one palm, the bat mouth lost its original target, and bit the right arm of the Red Leaf Daoist fiercely, and the other ghost king bats pounced at the same time, and actually bit his entire right arm into a pair of dry bones in a lightning flash.

Huang Daoran came back to his senses, his eyes were about to split, and the horse chopping knife in his hand spun and pounced, cutting off the head of the biggest ghost king bat, falling to the ground and fluttering a few times before there was no movement. At this time, I had already swept to the side of the Red Leaf Dao people, killing or driving away the other bats.

Huang Daoran quickly tore off a pair of clothes, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a lot of yellow medicinal powder on the arm bones that had no skin and flesh, and then bandaged them with a pair of clothes.

The medicine and the stump mixed with a drug reaction, and the pain made the Red Leaf Daoist stumble, almost fainting to the ground, and suddenly a burst of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he actually bit the tip of his tongue to strengthen his spirit.

"Big brother!" Huang Daoran let out a sad cry, and the eyes of a pair of tigers as big as copper bells were full of tears. At this time, my heart was also fluctuating, and I suddenly had respect for these two tough guys of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

The Red Leaf Daoist held his breath and continued to say in ventriloquism: "Be careful to defend, don't let these beasts take advantage of the loopholes!" ”

When Huang Daoran heard this, he picked up the horse chopping knife and swirled like a fly, as if he wanted to vent the anger in his heart.

For a time, the cave was full of bloody rain.

The bats that echoed on the roof of the cave became even more frantic when they smelled the blood, and they rushed forward to kill the three people below.

Although the Red Leaf Daoist has high martial arts, he has lost too much blood after all, and the darts in the coffin have long been used up, and he killed nearly a thousand ghost king bats with a stainless steel sword on his waist and superhuman willpower, and finally lost his physical strength, and his body was covered with traces of being bitten by bats.

Looking at Huang Daoran again, the situation is even more worrying.

"Big brother, I can't do it anymore. Take this kid with you, and I'll give it to your highness! Huang Daoran shouted in despair after swinging his knife to repel a few ghost king bats that rushed forward.

The Red Leaf Daoist was unable to perform ventriloquist under the internal breath, so he had to exhale a long breath in his mouth, and the sword stabbed the three ghost king bats one after another, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense! Pay attention to pranayama and don't get out of your breath! Be careful! After speaking, a turnaround turned behind Huang Daoran and slashed down a ghost king bat that was about to bite his neck.

"But there's no way we can go on like this!" Huang Daoran smiled bitterly, "We have killed more than half of the bats, survived the remaining ones, took the tomb and hurried back to hand it over to the god-king!" He's still waiting to buy a cannon with money! ”

Hongye Daoren said in a deep voice: "Let's go together!" ”

Huang Daoran said: "Someone must complete this thing, big brother, you have to live no matter what!" ”

After he finished speaking in one breath, his eyes flashed hideously, and he suddenly turned around and pressed his palm heavily on the chest of the Red Leaf Daoren.

"Daoran, what are you doing!" The Momiji Daoist was killing bats, and he didn't expect this variable.

Although Huang Daoran's skills are far inferior to those of the Red Leaf Daoist, his kung fu of pushing the mountain palm with one hand is the number one in the rivers and lakes. This kung fu pays attention to the strength of the clothes, and the true qi of the Red Leaf Dao people is close to exhaustion at the moment, and it is impossible to unload the strength.

"Big brother! In the next life, I will be your apprentice, serving you with tea and water! Huang Daoran vomited his palm, and suddenly shook the Red Leaf Daoist and the coffin more than two feet away.

The Red Leaf Daoist hugged the coffin in mid-air, and then a somersault fell to the ground.

But the stamina of that palm was too weird, and the moment his left foot touched the ground, his figure involuntarily flew backwards and retreated for more than ten steps before he stood firm.

When I turned around, I saw that I was at the entrance of the cave.

Huang Daoran acted according to the law, and shook me out of the cave again. I don't have as good kung fu as the Momiji Daoren, so I hit the ground with my ass and rolled out of the cave all the way. The corners of Huang Daoran's mouth gradually bloomed with a knowing smile, and he was immediately submerged in the boundless bat school......

"Daoran!" Momiji Daoren let out a desperate scream, and staggered to rush into the cave to fight his might, but was knocked out by me with a sneak slap from behind.

I couldn't drag the coffin, and I was afraid that those ghost king bats would fly out of the hole, so I picked up the unconscious Red Leaf Daoist and walked all the way to the main hall of Niangniang Temple before stopping.

Fortunately, the body of the Red Leaf Daoist is quite light, so I can walk and stop all the way and stretch out these miles.

I found some dry branches and made a fire in the temple, which drove away the cool air in the mountain a little, but it was still difficult to expel the chill in my heart.

It turned out that I just wanted to make a light vessel, trying to have a full meal, but I didn't expect to encounter such a dangerous thing, if I hadn't met the Red Leaf Daoist and Huang Daoran in advance, I'm afraid that even if I found the thief hole, it would be the end of the ghost bat.

However, the tomb of this Niangniang Temple is a place of imperial auspiciousness, how can it be so eerie and terrifying, and there are so many ghost king bats inhabiting? Moreover, it's not like I've never seen the ghost king bat, although it's not small, it's not as big as this, as if it's become a spirit.

What secrets are hidden in the cave? (To be continued.) )