In the other direction, the battle between the cold-faced trio and the bronze terracotta warriors officially began. The fat man was the striker, and he roared with the sapper shovel, which rushed like four bronze terracotta. Leng Mian and Xiao Ya followed, and their plan was to kill one of them first with lightning speed.

The idea was good, but they also made the same mistake as Liu Xiaoge's group, underestimating the IQ of the bronze terracotta warriors. The fat man was greeted by the bronze terracotta warrior holding the meteor hammer in the center, and with a big push, the meteor hammer shot out violently, with a ding. The fat man felt as if he had been hit by a train of Mercedes-Benz cars, and the alloy handle of the sapper shovel in his hand was directly smashed and bent and deformed.

The whole person was carried backwards by the huge force, but fortunately, the fat man had a large tonnage, although the bronze terracotta warriors were very powerful, but they still failed to knock them away. Seeing that the fat man was repelled for the first time, Leng Mian thought of those men who died tragically, and the anger in his eyes also burned.

He was not angry at the death of his men, but at being blocked again and again. Although he was angry, Leng Mian knew that the armor of the Bronze Terracotta Warriors was very strong, and his flying knife might not be able to break through the defense, and he didn't plan to use the flying knife stunt that he relied on to become famous when he rushed in this time.

Instead, he pulled out a Japanese katana from behind him, this katana is not simple, and the blade is cold and shining. And there are some very strange patterns on the blade, and at a glance you know that it is a peerless blade from the hand of a famous artist. The last time he came here, he didn't bring a knife with him, so in the face of the terrifying defense of the bronze terracotta, he was powerless to retreat.

This time, he brought the sword with him in order to cut off the armor of the bronze terracotta. In the cold side, although these bronze armors are thick, they are bronze after all, and their hardness and toughness cannot be compared with the alloy katana created by the current top technology.

Thinking of this, Leng Mian deftly jumped over the fat man and stabbed at the chest of the Meteor Hammer Bronze Terracotta Warrior. This attack Leng Mian has been brewing for a long time, first hiding his body behind the fat man, using the advantage of the fat man's wide body and fat body to block the sight of the bronze terracotta warriors, and then jumping out to sneak attack.

But just when the katana was a few inches away from the bronze warrior's chest, the halberd next to it had already swept over, intending to turn out the cold noodles. Xiao Ya also understood Leng Mian's plan, these monsters have amazing combat power, if they can't solve one of them, then they can roll up their tails and slip away as soon as possible, don't fight this strength gap at all.

So Xiao Ya stepped forward quickly, and the vajra umbrella in her hand went towards the stick of the halberd. The moment it hit, Xiao Ya felt the power of the bronze terracotta warriors, although she used the strength of her whole body. But through the touch transmitted back by the Vajra umbrella, Xiao Ya felt that it was a little difficult for her to shake the attack of this bronze terracotta.

But Xiaoya is not a mediocre hand, if she can't hit a blow, she will have a back hand, and she will turn around. The other hand threw out a triangular awl-like thing, which was another treasure of Xiao Ya's pressing box, the King Kong cone. As the King Kong Cone also collided with the bronze halberd, this time the bronze halberd was finally shocked back by a few inches.

These few inches of space are meaningless to others, but they are enough for a master like Leng Mian. With a flick of his wrist, the cold face turned into a split, still aiming at the chest of the bronze terracotta. Cold Noodles is already very fast this time, but the enemy is faster.

The mace had been killed, and the fat man had recovered and smashed the deformed sapper shovel. He simply used this fat sound as a weapon, like a roaring wild boar, and crashed into a mace bronze terracotta. The fat man's strength is much greater than that of Xiao Ya, and the moves that Xiao Ya has worked so hard to crack are not difficult for the fat man.

The fat man pressed his hands against the handle of the mace, and used gravity to force the mace back. After a few tosses, the katana in Leng Mian's hand was already close at hand, and he was about to cut the road. A long sword cut through the blockade from a tricky angle.

stabbed on the blade of the katana, and with a ding, the cold face was also caught off guard by this blow, and the katana was knocked out of sight. But Leng Mian is also a ruthless character, a person who will do anything to achieve his goal, and he will not give up until he reaches his goal.

How could he be willing to be cracked like this with his mortal blow, and with a low roar from the cold face, the green tendons in his arms burst out. Trying to control the katana in his hand, he stabbed with a thud. Although the cold noodles were not completely cut off, they still hit the waist of the bronze terracotta warriors.

For a while, sparks flew around, and there was indeed no happy expression on Leng Mian's face. Instead of a colder expression, he quickly withdrew without hesitation, and the two sides once again opened up a distance of five or six meters and entered the confrontation stage.

The bronze armor began to be split by the katana, but it was only a set of cracks, and it was not completely cut at all. This was very different from the battle outcome that Leng Mian wanted, and he had to reestimate the combat effectiveness of these bronze terracotta warriors.

The fat man spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and said, "Uncle, the turtle shells of these ghost things are really hard, how to fight next?" Xiao Ya also compounded: "Yes, cold noodles." How do I feel that these ghosts have a strong sense of combat, they don't look like ordinary monsters at all, they have tactical cooperation. ”

Leng Mian scolded coldly: "If you ask me, I will ask who to go." The fat man continued to scold: "Hehe, this guy is quite fast. He slipped away, we were hard to fight, and three or four would not have an advantage. This monster is still so tricky, we can't help it, let's break up. ”

Leng Mian knows that the fat man is not talking about playing, and the lama is not better than his own people, and they are all temporary cooperative relations. People won't fight hard for you at all, and in this situation, if the two of them are withdrawing, they have no chance of winning against the four bronze terracotta warriors alone.

Thinking of this, Leng Mian gritted his teeth and said softly: "It's not okay to withdraw, so be it." As soon as you pass this level, the commission is doubled. As soon as the fat man heard the money, he immediately smiled and said, "It's pretty much the same, okay." For the sake of money, fat man, I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman this time. ”

Xiaoya couldn't wait to kick this dead fat man to death, and now the two reached an agreement, if they didn't know each other and would quit, then it would not be as simple as facing the four bronze terracotta warriors. Instead, there will be two more enemies out of thin air, and in the face of Leng Mian and the fat man, he really doesn't have much confidence in retreating.

Now that an agreement has been reached, what else is there to say? Let's fight, the three of them looked at each other for a while, the soldiers were divided into three ways, Leng Mian was responsible for the two bronze terracotta warriors in the middle, and the fat man was responsible for the bronze terracotta warriors with maces in their hands. Xiao Ya was in charge of the bronze terracotta warriors holding halberds, and they soon became a group.

The more he fights the fat man, the more frightened he becomes, although the fat man doesn't know any martial arts moves, but he has been a thorn in the head since he was a child, and he has done a lot of fighting. It can be said that compared to tomb robbing, fighting is his old job, but the fighting skills he has honed for many years have no advantage in the face of the bronze terracotta warriors.

What annoyed the fat man was that the bronze terracotta warriors did not rely on brute force and defensive power to suppress themselves, but relied on their fighting skills that did not lose to themselves. Xiao Ya also discovered this and exclaimed: "What the hell are these guys, Leng Mian, you tell us the truth, otherwise this battle will not be able to continue." ”

The fat man scolded: "Yes, Leng Mian, you should give the fat man an explanation, otherwise everyone will be finished." Fat man, I've been fighting for many years, and it's the first time I've encountered a monster who knows martial arts, if it weren't for the fact that these guys don't look like people, I suspect that these monsters are a living person. ”

Although Leng Mian doesn't know the details of these monsters, he has followed the old target for many years, and Leng Mian's knowledge is not comparable to the two. At this moment, it suddenly occurred to him that the old target had inadvertently said a word, not the legion. I haven't taken this word cold to heart all the time, because this sentence is ambiguous and there is no way to verify it.

Looking at these bronze terracotta warriors now, he began to think of the words of the old target. So he prevaricated: "Since you want to know, I will tell you." I don't know much, except that these monsters are called the Undead Legion. ”

The fat man was obviously very dissatisfied with this answer, and after splitting a stick of the bronze terracotta warriors, he scolded: "What the hell is this answer, who are you fooling?" It's not a legion yet, do you think it's a movie plot? Xiao Ya is not as brainless as a fat man, she immediately analyzed some fragmentary clues from these four words.

He muttered to himself, "Immortal, immortal." Could it be that these people are immortal? "When Xiaoya said this, Leng Mian and the fat man thought of the statement of the undead, and the undead did not refer to the zombie zongzi. Zombie zongzi is formed by the transformation of corpses after death.

The undead are completely different, these people have maintained the last ray of life through secret arts. But there is only one last chance of life, and these people are like dying people who have only their last breath left. But the difference is that these people seem to be very close to death, but they just can't die.

Like zombies, the walking dead are alive, and with this last breath, they become a group of special creatures between life and death, which is the undead. There are many theories and legends about the formation of the undead. But none of the three of them had seen an immortal in the real sense, if these bronze terracotta warriors in front of them were really immortal.

Then this tomb of the King of Minyue is not simple, it is said that where there are immortals, there are secrets that can make people immortal. Thinking of this, the fat man's eyes were about to pop out, and he said, "Damn, it won't be true." There may be a secret of immortality in this, and now that we make a lot of money, we may all gain eternal life. ”

Leng Mian forced away the attack of the bronze warriors and said, "Don't be delusional, how can you and I get involved in this kind of secret?" Speaking of which, Leng Mian began to think of the old target, and thought of this mysterious man. He has been following the old target since he failed to go to the grave once and was rescued by the old target.

He only dropped some of the old target's secrets, although he couldn't be sure, but he was sure that the old target's body was different from ordinary people. Looking at the old target's unusually persistent and serious attitude towards the tomb of the King of Minyue, he knew that the secret of the old target's body mutation was likely to be hidden in the tomb of the King of Minyue.

After seeing that these bronze terracotta warriors might be immortal, he was even more sure of this. So he sneered: "If you are not dead, then they are still human." We're not afraid to deal with monsters, are we still afraid of these individuals? It doesn't matter if he dies or not, even if he doesn't die when he encounters us, they will die completely. Don't hesitate and give it your all. ”

The fat man and Xiaoya both nodded in unison, and the complicated expressions on their faces all disappeared. Instead, there is a kind of war spirit, the fire of war is burning in the eyes, let's fight!