Chapter 162: Imperial Corpse Soup
The archers of the elite soldiers of the country of Lap found themselves hanging in the air by a tree that bent down, and the horror in his heart had reached the point of no return, and then he saw the dark arrows that slowly squirmed into his heart, and he was even more stunned, forgetting all those instinctive survival skills on weekdays. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
This archer, although he was born to find a family, but his status is humble, but fortunately, after joining the army, he accumulated merits all the way, which was valued by the national teachers of the country of La and joined the elite army.
He would shoot white arrows during the day and black wood arrows at night, and the arrows in his chest, he judged, were the ones he had shot earlier and had been blocked by the masked man, but now, like a ferocious worm, pierced through the skin of his chest and pierced into his heart.
This kind of pain is incomprehensible to ordinary people, as if he was killed by the hands of a child he loves.
At the moment when the archer gradually lost consciousness, he realized that the enemy in front of him, who was disguised as a corpse and easily approached the woods, did not even look at him at all, and already regarded him as a mortal man, unwilling to be reconciled, but still going to die......
Yun Shu has never relaxed his vigilance, especially at this moment, after he entered the woods, he tightened his mental power to the extreme, if the snake was not wrong, then the enemy only had 20 soldiers at the peak of mortal quality, five people were killed before, and one more person was killed at this time, and the enemy army was still fourteen people.
The tree behind it, where the archer's corpse was hanging, slowly recovered from its soft posture, tall and straight again, as if nothing had happened, but the corpse that slowly collapsed to the ground along its trunk was a testament to the previous madness.
The phantom spirit is really scattered, and it is the phantom poison that killed the West Elder of the Cooking Corpse Gang in Lilong Mountain, which was unexpected at this time, and it had a miraculous effect, but next, Yunshu still needs to face more enemies.
Yun Shu's abnormality was discovered early, but they did not act rashly, but quietly spread, gradually forming an encirclement, Yun Shu gradually felt a suffocating rich aura gradually oppressed, and he had become a prey in the eyes of the enemy.
"Boy, you're surrounded, why don't you hurry up and figure it out?" the voice of the snake came into his ears.
The latter smiled lightly, and he said with rare arrogance: "Senior, don't look down on you so much, in the days when you were sleeping, the kid made a lot of means of self-preservation, and today he opened his eyes." ”
"Oh?" while the snake was surprised, he was also playful, and said with a smile: "Boy, if you can kill all these people, Lao Tzu will write you a poem." ”
Yun Shu slapped his forehead and couldn't cry or laugh.
The encirclement was shrinking, and at this time, Yunshu finally moved, only to see a white paper fan suddenly slipping off the cuff of his left hand, which was particularly obvious in the dark woods, he gently patted the fan, like a leisurely scholar, he looked around, as if admiring the beautiful night in the forest.
In the process of slapping the paper fan, two vials suddenly appeared from the ethereal white mist on the fan surface of the paper fan and fell into the palm of Yunshu's hand.
Two small bottles, sandwiched between the fingers by Yunshu, a porcelain bottle and a jade bottle, calmly looked at the crisis that was approaching around them in a high-spirited manner.
He said softly and said: "Everyone, the two countries are at war, each on the battlefield is based on their own ability, and if they die, don't be resentful, after all, either you die or I die." ”
These elite soldiers of the country of La, they don't like to be noisy when they fight and kill people, this time I saw someone being able to be so calm in the face of many elite soldiers at the peak of mortality, and I couldn't help but murmur a little in my heart, and secretly said, this person is not deeply hidden, is he a mediocre powerhouse?
Soon, an enemy soldier cautiously whispered: "Ah Peng and I will take the lead to test it, and the others will take three steps slowly, either retreat or advance, pay attention to the enemy's means." ”
"Understood. Someone immediately responded, and more than a dozen people in the woods, most of them inexplicably slowed down a few steps, and then rushed up, which can be described as extremely cautious.
But I heard Yunshu inexplicably say again: "A few heroes, I may not feel very good after I die, but bear with me, I will be liberated one day, I must hold on." ”
Hearing this, the snake shouted angrily: "Boy, you don't talk so much nonsense on weekdays, why do you talk so much today?" ”
Yunshu muttered bitterly: "You know a fart, just look at it, this is a ploy." ”
"Scheming, why can't I see any scheming?"
Yunshu didn't say much, but continued to speak, Lang Lang said: "People die like a lamp goes out, if you wait for the spark of the wick, and it goes out today, please borrow your body for the next use, thank you here." ”
Finally, two people took the lead in approaching Yunshu, as if they couldn't hear Yunshu's continued noise, and shouted angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, suffer death!!"
The two machetes, one slashing the back of the neck and the other cutting the front abdomen, have locked Yunshu to death, and on the blade of the knife, it contains a rich qi, and the mental power suddenly exploded at this moment, enveloping Yunshu closer.
"Boy, don't you want to do it yet?" Ming Snake was puzzled, seeing that Yunshu's dodge space was getting narrower and narrower, he couldn't avoid it, and couldn't help but shout.
saw that Yunshu continued to slap the paper fan, and finally, there was a little more commotion in the forest......
The two corpses that fell beside Yun Shu should have died a long time ago suddenly struggled and bounced, not only that, but they also suddenly flew out, like a slave protecting the master, blocking the front and back of Yun Shu.
The two people who made the move were suddenly shocked in their hearts, and the machete in their hands couldn't help but slow down a little, but it was still difficult to collect and slash at the bodies of these two former comrades.
Some of the enemy soldiers shouted in horror: "Why are you holding me back, why are you holding me back?"
All the sprinting enemy troops stopped together, and they were a little overwhelmed when they saw the former robes that should have died, blocking the enemy's swords.
"Tell me, why don't you let me kill this man?" shouted one of the enemy's elite soldiers.
But there was no answer, the soldier in front of him who was cut open by his wax moon knife and his chest was drenched in blood, he didn't mean to speak at all, his eyes were dim, and the breath in his body was even more silent like a winter sunset snow, silent.
"What?" the enemy all stood still and did not dare to act rashly, they observed, their eyes were full of puzzlement, and at this moment, the two enemy soldiers who were blocking the sword for Yunshu finally made another move.
I saw that the two soldiers did not have any spare hands to hug their former comrades in front of them, their hands were strangled as if they were clasped to death, and finally their feet stood on the ground as if they were rooted, motionless.
"What are you doing?" When he was strangely hugged by a comrade-in-arms who had come back from the dead, a fear that had not been felt for a long time rose inexplicably in his heart.
And the terrifying image with the animal skin mask came quietly at this time, picked up a handful of delicate wax moon on the ground, and slashed it horizontally without hesitation.
Frightened to the extreme, the elite soldier of the Lap Kingdom who was held and couldn't move shouted: "Let go of Lao Tzu!!"
Seeing that the machete was about to arrive, the soldier even pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed him a few times in front of him, and shouted in despair: "Quickly let go, let go of me quickly!!"
The speed of ......the dagger stabbed was extremely fast, and in a few strokes, it pierced the belly of the former comrade in front of him, and a lot of fat intestines in his abdomen were exposed all over the ground, but this person just refused to let go, and did not say a word as if he was dead, and he didn't even frown.
The Layue Knife in Yunshu's hand slashed mercilessly, and directly cut off the heads of the two people who were hugging each other at the same time.
Suddenly, a large amount of blood gushed out, and a few drops were sprayed on Yunshu's mask.
Yun Shu moved his hand and gently wiped the blood stains on the mask, which was still warm.
"How...... How can ......" dumbfounded, those enemy soldiers who had never approached were dumbfounded, they had killed countless people, they were brave and good at fighting, so it was only a moment of distraction, and more anger surged, and they had a certain killing heart for the masked man in front of them.
Yun Shu slid his body again without hesitation, and quickly came to the front of another enemy who was hugged by another comrade-in-arms who had come back from the dead, and the machete in his right hand was concocted in the same way, and he slashed away without hesitation, and said coldly in his mouth: "Imperial corpse soup, I have taught you." ”