Chapter 8: The high-energy battle of the five ghosts

"This iron corpse is not very flexible, everyone is fighting around."

Lin Feng shouted again, but this flexibility is really relative.

Compared to the dexterous type, such as Lin Feng, even if he is a bright and small cheng, he can be faster than the speed of the iron corpse.

However, for those who react slowly and like to open and close the power type, such as Sun Wang.

Du Nima secretly entered the hall, but within two hits, he was beaten hard by the iron corpse, and was directly knocked away several feet, fell to the ground, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood while holding his chest.

It's not easy to mess with, this iron corpse, the strength of each one, is greater than the master of the transformation of strength, how can it be hard.

Fortunately, there are not many iron corpses, and those ordinary zombies have been quickly eliminated under the attack of the defenders.

However, the defenders of the city are not having a good time, and a large number of those besieging the iron corpses have been knocked out, and there may be purple-black wounds on their bodies, which are infected with corpse poison at a glance.

It's not going to be a zombie too.

Lin Feng was secretly on guard, but the movements under his feet were not slow, and he stepped directly and came to the side of the iron corpse in front of him.

The Falling Cloud Sword slashed at the opponent's body again, stirring up a large area of sparks.

There are no wounds.

Lin Feng took out a Divine Fire Talisman from his bosom and threw a fireball at the iron corpse.

The fireball quickly slammed into the iron corpse's body, igniting a small ball of flame, but it didn't spread.

I saw the iron corpse howl in pain, and the big black hand slapped directly on the body.

extinguished, just like that, it was wiped out with a slap.

Lin Feng felt that the egg hurt, should he use the Heavenly Thunder Fu to try, but this battlefield is not suitable.

In a hurry, Lin Feng only felt a strong wind, mixed with this faint stench, attacking.

Lin Feng's hair was pulled back, and his face was a little painful.

The Luoyun Sword in his hand made a crisp sound and was knocked out.

"I'll wipe it, stop him."

Lin Feng screamed, and regardless of the numbness of his hands, he hurriedly ran away.

However, it seemed that he was angered by the fireball, and the iron corpse let the two brothers of the Sun family cut it on him, and he also chased after Lin Feng.

With a kick of his legs, his body quickly rushed towards Lin Feng's back.

The black, cold claws pointed directly at Lin Feng's vest.

"I'll rub your uncle."

Scolding again, Lin Feng hurriedly turned around and ran away.

The iron corpse continued to rush quickly in the air for a distance, and this short moment was enough for Lin Feng to run away quickly.

Coupled with the entanglement of the Sun brothers, the iron corpse finally gave up chasing Lin Feng.

What to do? Lin Feng picked up the Falling Cloud Sword again and looked around.

Although all the ordinary zombies have been exterminated, on the whole, it is the zombie that has the advantage.

More than half of the defenders had been killed, and they were lying on the ground wailing.

Lin Feng took a closer look, and the scratched wounds were bubbling purple in large quantities, emitting faint black smoke, and began to spread around.

It was as if it had been poured with a high concentration of sulfuric acid, which was corroding the other person's body and emitting a huge foul smell.

A few of them have been corroded and blackened, and they have lost their lives.

Fortunately, the problem that Lin Feng was worried about did not appear, and those corpses did not stand up again and turned into zombies.

But on the other side, seeing that in the team, the strongest Wukong was knocked away again, Lin Feng was also anxious.

Suddenly remembering what happened in Yuhua City before, Lin Feng seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and hurriedly began to recite the spell to summon the five ghosts.

"Stop pretending, hurry up and fight me zombies."

Feeling the cold aura that suddenly hit him around him, Lin Feng let out a loud shout, then picked up the Falling Cloud Sword again and rushed forward.

“…… Big brother, this stinky boy actually dares to order us. ”

Qiu Fang Zhao Gongming shouted dissatisfiedly, but under the eyes of their eldest brother, they were still honestly ready to do it.

The five ghosts are all at the level of ghost soldiers, which is equivalent to the cultivation of a martial artist's strength, and they have been in the stage of transformation for hundreds of years.

Let's not talk about their low talent, when it comes to this strength, it definitely has the peak of strength.

At this time, the originally cold aura behind Lin Feng disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, five personable sons and daughters condensed there.

Don't think about it, this is definitely an entity condensed by the five ghosts, it's just a bit of a pretense.

The weapon in his hand was also condensed by ghost power, and others looked shiny, but what Lin Feng saw was indeed pitch black.

The five ghosts quickly joined the battlefield, the speed was a few points faster than Lin Feng, and the long sword condensed by the ghost power slashed, directly cutting the several iron corpses in front of them in half.

Those iron corpses died in an instant, and they couldn't die anymore, because the power of the zombies condensed inside was directly defeated and dissipated by the ghost power.

That corpse was nothing more than a tough body at this time.

It's really much better than killing it yourself.

If Lin Feng kills, in addition to cutting down the iron corpse, he also has to destroy the opponent's body with a fire, so as to completely remove the power of the zombies inside.

How can there be such an easy one-sword solution.

The only bad thing is the few people who are fighting with the iron corpse in front of them.

Although they were not injured by the long sword, the overflowing ghost power still made those people's faces pale in an instant.

It was like falling into the underworld and hell, and I couldn't help but tremble.

Fortunately, these people are all strong-minded soldiers, so they didn't do anything like fart, or hug each other and scream.

On the other side, the five ghosts rushed towards the new enemy again, and the middle plague Shi Wenye took over from Wukong and met the silver corpse.

For a while, a silver corpse and a ghost soldier fought fiercely, and all kinds of banging sounds.

The silver corpse was constantly retreating by Shi Wenye.

The other iron corpses were also like straws, pushed without resistance in front of the other four ghosts.

The defenders were finally freed, and they all sat on the ground gasping for breath.

Lin Feng had already slipped away, came to the side of the carriage, patted the two little heads stretched out outside, and Lin Feng glanced inside.

Shangguan Fuya was still talking about sleeping, but her body was tightly wrapped together, as if she was a little cold.

Lin Feng jumped in, took off his coat, covered the other party's body, kissed the smooth forehead, and then jumped down.

The battlefield outside was nearing the end, and those iron corpses were all wiped out, and at this time, the five ghosts were besieging the silver corpse.

The other party's body was already scarred, and his mouth was wailing, and it seemed that death was not far away.

On the other side, everyone is treating the wailing wounded.

The two bald heads were in front of the wounded, chanting Buddhist words, and the milky white halos floated out of the mouths of the two and fell on the wounded.

The purple-black wound was receding rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end, only a reddened scratch was left on it.

The Dharma is actually useful, and it seems that this zombie from another world is also slightly different from what is said on the earth.

Lin Feng wondered if he should try his Dao method to see if he could dispel this corpse poison.

Purification mantra, no; Nor can it be dissolved; The curse of warding off evil spirits, it still doesn't work.

Do you want the Golden Light Divine Spell?

Lin Feng recited it, and it was really good, the corpse poison was dispersed cleanly, and the injured skin also returned to a blood-red color.

It's my own soul power, and the consumption is a bit large.

A golden light divine spell, even if it is the current self, it has nearly one percent of the consumption.

And now there are a lot of wounded people lying on the ground, Lin Feng sighed secretly, it is feasible to continue to walk towards another wounded person and make a small contribution.

After reciting it several times in a row, just when Lin Feng felt a little dizzy, a clear stream suddenly seeped through his chest.

Instantly I felt refreshed.

Lin Feng looked down and saw that the source of the clear stream seemed to be in the Qiankun bag on his chest, and it was the best spirit stone.

The spiritual power can actually be transmitted directly to his body through the Qiankun bag.

This didn't seem to be right, because since he had collected the spirit stones, Lin Feng had never noticed a trace of spiritual power leaking out.

At this time, this superb spirit stone took the initiative to cast spiritual power and penetrated the Qiankun bag to replenish his spiritual power.

It seems that this superb spirit stone is not as simple as I think, so what is it?

Lin Feng rubbed it in his arms for a while, and finally stuffed it back into the Qiankun bag and continued to run towards the next injured person.

On the other side, the battle between the five ghosts and the silver corpse is also coming to an end.

The silver corpse was already scarred, and it was about to be cut into a stick by the five ghosts, and the speed was extremely slow.

In the end, Shi Wenye, who was furious, cut off his head with a sword, and the ghost power instantly defeated the remaining zombie power in the opponent's body.

I saw that the silver-shining corpse quickly fell to the ground, and the head rolled on the ground like a leather ball, and rolled quickly into the dense forest.

Shi Wenye snorted coldly, quickly leaped over, and the long sword in his hand was raised high again, stabbing directly at the head on the ground.

"Roaring ......"

The head was still alive.

As if feeling the threat of complete death, the head quickly bounced up and wanted to run to the other side.

Helplessly, the back and sides were occupied by the other four ghosts who followed closely behind.

The five swords all stabbed straight at the center of the skull.

"Tweet ......"

With a loud sound, the head of the silver corpse had nowhere to hide, and the last fight was just turned into a huge skull when it was stabbed by five swords.

In the end, the five swords disappeared, turned into green smoke, and returned to the body of the five ghosts, but the silver glittering head directly turned into nothingness and completely disappeared in this dense forest.

"Chief Lin, the mission is complete."

The five ghosts flew over and stood in front of Lin Feng.

Although these five ghosts had turned into human forms, the cold aura on their bodies still made the surrounding defenders tremble, and they couldn't help but move away.

Lin Feng was fine, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed slightly to the five ghosts to express his gratitude.

"Thank you for the help of the five ghosts this time, don't call Daoist Lin in the future, just call me Young Master Lin or Brother Feng."

"Okay, Brother Wind."

Zhongwen Shi Wenye laughed and walked over, looking like he was going to hook up with Lin Feng or something.

Lin Feng hurriedly jumped away, I don't dislike you, but forget about it.

"Your uncle, don't borrow a donkey to go uphill, hurry up and roll rough."

“…… I'll rub it, big brother, I think this stinky boy is underwhelmed. ”

"Hmmm! I also think so, and I dare to cross the river and tear down the bridge and beat me. ”

The five ghosts were completely angry, and they surrounded them in an instant, and the fist was cold and cold, hard, and Lin Feng howled in pain.