Chapter 282: Replica Old Itchy
Zhang Qiling and the resurrected ancient corpse were inseparable.
The two of them kept churning in the tomb, fighting from a corner of the tomb to the bronze tree, and then, the two fought in the air with light skills.
"Jingle Bell!"
"Jingle Bell!"
The two men on the bronze tree finished their battle and spun and fell back to the ground.
The moment he landed, Zhang Qiling and the ancient corpse glanced at each other, and both sides knew that this was a master who was not weaker than themselves.
The two of them were churning in their hearts, and they both had the intention of showdown at this moment.
One with a sword, the other with a sword, at the same time rushed towards the other
Zhang Qiling took the lead in making a move, jumped up, and gave the other party a move to sweep away thousands of troops.
The one-armed ancient corpse leaned back, skillfully dodging Zhang Qiling's attack, and then thundered back.
"These two are not endless..."
Seeing that the two were on par, they couldn't tell the difference in a short time, and the fat man complained
Su Mo's eyes flickered, and his body disappeared from the spot out of thin air.
"Whew!"
As if sensing something, the ancient corpse struggled to push Zhang Qiling away and looked behind him sharply.
But there was no one behind him.
Su Mo stood on the right side of the ancient corpse and said lightly, "It's a good opponent!" β
The ancient corpse was shocked, he didn't even notice when this person came to his side.
Su Mo clenched his fists, and seventy percent of his strength bombarded out.
"Bang!"
Even if it was only seventy percent of Su Mo's strength, it was not something that ordinary people could take, the ancient corpse was like a lightning strike, his face was pale, and he staggered out like a kite with a broken string.
"Poof!"
The ancient corpse fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
Zhang Qiling flew down with a knife.
After seeing that the opponent had no strength to fight again, he hurriedly withdrew his sword, spun around in the air a few times, and landed on the ground after unloading his force.
Wang Fatzi sent a rainbow fart in time, "It has to be Su Ye's shot!" β
Seeing that the battle was over, everyone gathered around.
The one-armed ancient corpse gritted its teeth, its eyes like a torch, "Who are you?" Where are the princes and generals? β
The corpse came back to life, and it was still fucking able to speak, Wang Fatzi didn't dare to approach, hid behind Su Mo, and said, "It seems that it is really resurrected... Damn, I'm more hanging than the iron mask and Wang Zanghai! β
Su Mo said: "Your prince and general have already left here!"
The one-armed armor then asked, "Who are you waiting for?"
Wang Fatzi asked rhetorically, "Why do you allow people?"
The one-armed armor man glanced at everyone, seemed to understand something, and asked, "What are you waiting for?"
Fat Wang shook his head and straightened his chest, "No, touch Captain Jin!"
The one-armed armor soldier was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wang Fatzi blankly.
Zhang Qiling asked, "Where is the body of the leader of the Wei clan?"
The one-armed armor soldier's face was a little unnatural, "It's burned!" β
Suddenly!
The armor man thought of something and hurriedly asked, "Who is the emperor now?"
Zhang Qiling responded: "It's been a thousand years since your time!"
When the one-armed armor heard this, he hurriedly ran to his coffin.
Puzzled, everyone followed the armor to the coffin.
This time, it really surprised everyone.
In the coffin inside, there was a corpse exactly like the one-armed armor soldier lying inside.
It was as if it was asleep, very peaceful.
The one-armed armor soldier looked at himself lying in the coffin, and said in disbelief: "In this way, there is really the ability to move stars and change fights here!!
Su Mo said in a deep voice, "The Bronze Tree has completely copied this Broken Arm Armor Warrior!" β
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The crowd was stunned.
The one-armed armor soldier knelt on the ground with a one-knee pillar sword, looking at himself in the coffin, and his heart turned upside down.
Wang Fatzi asked the one-armed armor soldier, "Ernai is also from the Northern Wei Dynasty?" Er's emperor's eldest brother is the Tuoba clan, and Er's is all dumb and silent?"
A-Ning said: "Are you stupid, he can speak, how can it be that he doesn't say anything!"
Wang Fatzi also reacted back: "Yes, he can speak!"
The one-armed armor soldier turned his head to look at the crowd, "You still know how to ride without words?" β
Wang Fatzi said: "It doesn't matter what we know, what do you know?" That's the most important thing, why are you lying in a coffin, what's going on?"
The crappy classical Chinese made everyone very uncomfortable to listen to.
The one-armed armor soldier was ashamed and said: "I am too seriously injured to serve the prince anymore, the prince is kind-hearted, and wants to take advantage of the magic of heaven and earth here to extend my life!"
"The general once dissuaded, saying that this place is full of evil spirits, and I am afraid it is not a good strategy."
"It's me who is too greedy for life and conceals the general's bad words!"
Speaking of this, the one-armed armor soldier could no longer hold back the injuries on his body, and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"You deserve this calamity, thousands of years and thousands of years, but after all, it still ends like this!"
After speaking, it was difficult for the armorer to hold on, and he fell to the ground with a "clang".
Zhang Qiling stepped forward and sighed, "He's dead!"
Everyone looked at the ancients who had survived thousands of years, and their hearts were full of intersections!
This should not be regarded as a resurrection from the dead, it should be said to be a return to the light under the action of the ancient bronze tree.
Zhang Qiling said, "Death may not be a relief!" β
After speaking, Zhang Qiling fell silent, I don't know if I thought of myself.
Hearing such dejected words, the fat man shook his head again and again, "Bah, bah, can you say something nice!" β
Su Mo patted the little brother on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Live well!"
What really affected Zhang Qiling was his mission, as well as the sequelae of his bloodline!
The "ultimate" hidden behind the bronze gate of Changbai Mountain, Su Mo did not dare to set foot in it easily.
However, as a friend, as much as possible to help Zhang Qiling find a way to solve the sequelae of the bloodline, Su Mo is still confident to do it.
"Take everything you can..."
Su Mo said, "Let's meet Wu Xie as soon as possible!" β
The Four Fierce Generals: "Yes! β
Hearing the word "Wu Xie", Zhang Qiling's face regained its glow.
Everyone quickly cleaned up, just as Su Mo said, everything that could be taken away was taken away, silk books, armor swords and other treasures, not a single one was left.
After doing this, everyone followed Su Mo through the ancient tomb.
"Da Da Da!"
The rapid sound of gunfire was in everyone's ears
The fat man said in a hurry; "It should be naΓ―ve!"
Hearing the gunshots, it didn't seem to be very far away from everyone, and everyone immediately quickened their pace.
Ten minutes later, Su Mo and the others collided head-on with Wu Xie in a cemetery.
"Naive..."
The fat man exclaimed excitedly, "Are you alright?"
Seeing that it was Su Mo and the others, Wu Xie was also relieved, "It's okay..."
Zhang Qiling raised his eyebrows, "What happened to the gunfire just now?" β
Seeing Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie smiled, "We encountered Uncle Tai and others!" β
"However, they encountered the big red bugs, and now they are all dead..."
Big bugs?
Su Mo guessed that it should be Wu Xie who should have encountered the Gu he had encountered before.
"Haha..."
The fat man laughed, "Those Tufu deserve it, don't be sad... We're finally getting rid of the Bronze Ancient Tree! β
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Su Mo looked at the old itch behind Wu Xie and said faintly, "The energy of the bronze ancient tree is still there!" β
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(End of chapter)