Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Battle

Yanshan Mountain Range, the "Dog Brain Shell Cave" corpse raising place, the ancient tomb of the Qin and Han dynasties, a stone step covered with dried blood, dark and damp tomb passage.

"Ahh

A piercing scream rang out in the darkness.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Jie, who was running forward, suddenly accelerated again, and he was about to reach Wang Mengmeng's location in a few big steps. Although there were only a few faint flashlights in the tomb, he could still clearly distinguish that what suddenly appeared was the "blood corpse" that Wang Mengmeng had talked about before, but the purple color on its body was lighter, and its fangs were piercing Wang Shaoyi's neck at this time, shaking as if it was sucking blood.

"Mengmeng, get out of the way!"

Zhao Jie let out a roar suddenly, and then his whole body jumped onto the stone wall next to him, and rebounded with his strength, the ancient sword in his hand made a "buzzing" sound of breaking the air, and he turned into a ray of blue light with the sword and stabbed towards the bloody corpse.

Wang Mengmeng was stunned in place, motionless as if she was scared stupid, tears overflowed her face, and she was deaf to Zhao Jie's roar.

Mr. Liao was suddenly awakened by Zhao Jie's roar, raised his eyes and saw that Wang Mengmeng in front of him did not move, so he hurriedly reached out and grabbed his arm, pulled her and flew back.

As soon as the two of them left their original positions, Zhao Jie's sword had already stabbed towards Wang Shaoyi's neck, and the sword body was bubbling with a void cold aura, making people tremble.

Almost at the same time, there was an abrupt "click" sound in the darkness, but it was the bloody corpse who opened his eyes, two blood-red eyes, staring straight at Zhao Jie who was speeding away, and his cold gaze made people shudder.

Zhao Jie was castrated, not only did he not feel afraid, but on the contrary, he burst into a loud shout, his momentum increased suddenly, and the tip of the sword picked up a sword flower and picked it straight at the pair of blood-red eyes.

A "buzzing" sound echoed through the tomb, louder than before.

Seeing this, the blood corpse seemed to have a little panic, and it was too late to retreat in a hurry, only to see its head shrink back, its fangs pulled out from Wang Shaoyi's neck, and its two hands quickly staggered in front of it, and its ten fingers interlaced into a net-like shield, and its mouth opened, letting out a roar of unique vocal cords mixed with mucus.

"Hah—"

"Ding—"

Zhao Jie's sword slammed into the "shield", and the violent impact caused a burst of sparks.

The sword, not pierced in! The texture of the armor of that bloody corpse is comparable to metal! No wonder the name of the blood corpse is terrifying, this kind of strength, without superhuman strength, is afraid that it will be difficult to escape death if it hits it!

After the attack, Zhao Jie's body had already landed, he did not pause, his toes followed the ground, his body leaned forward, a coherent straight stab, followed by another burst, the momentum increased again, forming an abrupt air flow around him, blowing the clothes on his body with a pop. This blow is only afraid of hundreds of catties of strength.

The blood-red eyes in the darkness shook suddenly, and the interlaced hands shook uncontrollably, as if they couldn't support it, but there was still no retreat under their feet.

Zhao Jie's arm also trembled a little, one person and one bloody corpse, the two sides were evenly matched, and they were frozen in mid-air like this.

Suddenly, there was a "crackling" sound in the darkness, which was like a green tendon jumping out of the flesh, and the bloody corpse roared again, this time a decibel increase from the previous sound, and the tremor of the vocal cord vibration could be clearly heard.

A tingling sensation hit, Zhao Jie's body shook, his throat was sweet, the corners of his mouth suddenly oozed blood, and he supported his body for a while, and he retreated suddenly, unable to resist.

However, the bloody corpse did not deceive itself at this time, and I don't know if it was also injured.

"Let's go-" Zhao Jie shouted loudly as soon as he stood firm, and after roaring, his whole body suddenly sank, the breath in his mouth was obviously much heavier than before, his body was also arched and tensed tightly, and his two hands held the hilt of the sword, as if he was about to fight hard.

Mr. Liao behind him heard Zhao Jie's roar, and knew that the situation was serious, and they could only be a burden if they left, so they dragged each other back without any hesitation, but fortunately, the distance from the tomb entrance was not far, and after a while, several of them retreated.

For a while, only Zhao Jie and the bloody corpse were left in the originally somewhat crowded cemetery, facing each other at a distance of about two meters, and neither side moved forward.

For a while, the scene seemed very weird.

"Get down!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from the other end of the tomb.

Zhao Jie's reaction was much faster than that of the bloody corpse, he fell to the ground without thinking about it, and when he lay down, the bloody corpse still stayed in place, but his head turned an unbelievably one hundred and eighty degrees in place, looking towards the other end. (I want to explain a little here, the blood corpse can't understand human speech, he just has a recognition of sounds like animals, so Zhao Jie reacted immediately, and the blood corpse can't do it)

"Da-da-"

The sound of a bullet coming out of the chamber suddenly sounded from the other end of the tomb, followed by a burst of fire, the bloody corpse reacted at this time, and wanted to block it with its nails, but unfortunately the speed of the bullet was faster than the sword move, I don't know how many times, before it could move, it was already "poof" all shot into its body, and then hit the wall.

For a while, stone chips were splashed in the tomb.

Bullets sprayed out one after another, thinking that it should be a submachine gun, and the bloody corpse hit by the non-stop bullets screamed, and couldn't dodge, and after a while, there was no movement, and it fell to the ground with a "bang".

The grave is downward, and Applejack feels the bullets "whizzing" overhead, and he keeps his head down, not daring to move, for fear of being accidentally hit by a stray bullet. But until the bloody corpse fell, he was lucky enough to dodge.

The gunfire stopped abruptly, followed by the sound of footsteps in the darkness.

"Limp, limp—"

A noisy sound sounded, and it seemed that a group of people were walking towards him again, although they did not turn on the flashlight, but their steps were not flustered, they seemed to know the way.

Those people didn't walk fast, as if they were guarding something, and when they were only three or four meters away from Zhao Jie, they suddenly stopped, and then a somewhat rough but somewhat extraordinary voice came: "How did this thing get beaten into a sieve?" It seems that the blood corpse has not yet come to life. ”

After that voice fell, then a voice mixed with inexplicable sadness sounded: "Dao Chief, what's going on?" ”

Zhao Jie suddenly became clever, that voice was too familiar! His eyes were fixed on the darkness ahead, as if to grasp something inside.

"This thing should only be regarded as half a bloody corpse, and if you look at the clothes it wears, at most it is from the Republic of China at that time, I think it is because there is not enough time, and it has not yet become a climate." The man who had been called the Taoist chief continued.

At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded coldly, with a hint of anger in his words: "What about the group of people just now?" I don't know how they got in, but if it spoils our business, we won't be able to stay! ”

Zhao Jie, who was lying on the ground, heard this, and he didn't dare to come out, and wanted to retreat, but he was afraid of alarming them, so he couldn't advance or retreat for a while, so he could only stay still.

"Brother Zhang, it's not necessary, let's first interrogate what they are here for, no matter how they say it, they also helped us open this door by mistake, and the word "death" can still be eaten. The Taoist chief took over and spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, several pillars of light suddenly lit up in the darkness, and because the distance was relatively close, Zhao Jie, who was lying not far away, was exposed at once.