The long knife fell, and the zombie's left arm followed suit.

Roar!

The white-haired zombie roared to the sky, his left arm snapped neatly from his elbow, the black smell wafting through the air, and sticky bubbles kept coming out of the fracture.

The half-severed arm fell to the ground, and quickly rotted into a flowing pile of dark purple liquid, and the only bones that remained were pure black, cracking when blown by the wind.

Roar!

The roars of the zombies became more and more unpleasant, and the unconscious corpses around them also showed a simple sense of fear and retreated in all directions.

"Call your grandma a leg!"

Nan Er will not be polite, after the long knife falls, it is just a blink of an eye, he stepped on the ground with both feet, the long knife in his hand is like a giant python that has turned over, and he leans up his neck and bites at the zombie that is still roaring.

Boom!

The pure black blade is like the night when the sun sets, which is inevitable and unstoppable.

It is impossible for the white-haired zombie to stand stupidly in place and be cut by Nan Er, he also lowered his body and jumped up, flying out like an arrow from the string.

The long knife that had been slashed at the zombie's neck could only fall on his leg, and the sharp and entangled blade sliced a large piece of rotten flesh from the zombie's calf, almost seeing the bone.

Boom!

But after all, he was still run away by the zombies, and he jumped up a foot high, and then smashed into the hill that Nanji had piled up by killing the corpses before, making a loud noise.

"Damn, don't try to run!"

Nan Er rushed over with a knife, and he directly slashed it with a knife regardless of it.

The sharp knife qi swept down, like a huge grinding disc, squeezing and grinding the mountain of corpse fragments with great force, until finally it turned into tiny debris like sand.

But even if Nan Er's knife split the hill, he didn't find the figure of the zombie.

Rumble!

Before he could wonder, he saw the figure of the white-haired zombie flying upside down, and it smashed right on the ground in front of him, and those debris were lifted up and fell like snow in the air.

Then I saw a familiar statue standing on the steps of the main entrance of the main hall, holding up the fist that had just been struck.

Is the idol really alive?

Nan Er's surprise only existed for a moment, and he was more concerned about the white-haired zombie that was now lying on the ground, and the long knife in his hand shook.

Buzz –

With the howling sound of the breaking wind, the long knife went straight to the zombies struggling on the ground under the cover of the black night.

Roar!

The white-haired zombie was distorted by the punch of the idol just now, and the right shoulder collapsed, and a fist mark one inch deep appeared, and half of the exposed bones could be seen along the fist print.

After he smashed into the hill of corpse fragments just now, he quickly moved to the side close to the main hall, and then dodged the long knife blade cut down by Nan Er, and rushed towards the main hall with extreme speed.

It happened to collide with the idol that had just come out, and it can be said that it was really a zombie that hit the fist of the idol.

But for this punch, the idol was also very damaged, and the fist made of clay cracked seven or eight horizontal and vertical lines, and it seemed that if one or two more punches were made, it would soon be completely cracked.

While!

Nanji's knife slashed right into the zombie's face this time, making a crisp sound between metal collisions, followed by an increasingly ugly roar of the zombie.

The knife didn't cut much into it, but it cut a cut diagonally in the zombie's face, and black foam poured out with a roar.

Boom!

The zombie swooped up and rushed towards Nanji with his remaining right hand.

"Humph! Eat Lao Tzu again! ”

Nan Er didn't know what fear was at all now, the long knife in his hand hissed, and the air around him trembled visibly.

Black knife, black night.

The zombie raised his right hand with five sharp nails in the air, and slashed at the long knife in Nan's second hand.

Boom!

The zombie's nails, which first came into contact with the long knife, were shattered by the knife qi, and the blade that followed directly split the opponent's palm and stuck on the bone of the zombie's right arm.

Zombies should also have pain, and the pain this time should be more severe than the previous combined, but he is still trying to get close to Nan Er.

The long knife tore open the zombie's right hand and cut off half of his right arm, and now the zombie has lost two palms, the left arm is broken from the elbow, and half of the right arm is missing.

At such a huge price, the white-haired zombie also reached a very close distance from Nan Er, and at this time, the opponent's knife had not had time to be withdrawn.

The zombie who had lost his hands opened its mouth violently, and a cloud of black smoke came out of its mouth decorated with terrible fangs.

In an instant, you will arrive at the face gate of Naner.

Almost too late to take precautions, Nan Er subconsciously took a sip, and then the heavy fishy smell rushed into his nose, and the disgusting smell made him almost dizzy.

There was a blackness in front of him, and his limbs began to weaken.

Not good!

The zombie grinned and opened its mouth, leaning over the fangs that he used to tear his prey, looking disgusting as if he wanted to eat Nanji's flesh.

Damn, I've thought about countless ways to die, but I didn't expect to be gnawed to death by an ugly and disgusting guy.

Airplanes!

"Get out of the way of me!"

Fortunately, Nan Er is not alone.

Xia Zhician thought that the zombies would choose to return to the coffin in the apse first after escaping, so he subconsciously walked to the apse first after drilling out of the hole, but it didn't take long to hear the roar of the zombies in the front yard.

So he hurriedly rushed back, just in time to see a black breath from the zombie spit on Nan Er's face, the latter's face immediately changed, and his steps began to be a little vain.

Shaking your hand is a sword qi.

The sound of the wind breaking was loud, and the zombies heard the sound that made them suffer greatly, and even though the delicious blood food was right in front of them, they had to give up and flee.

Boom!

The sword qi flew past the zombie's cheeks, turning the corpses gathered not far away into powder.

The white-haired zombie wants to escape, the current situation is very unfavorable to him, not to mention that he has been cut off by Nan Er, even in his heyday, in the face of the siege of Xia Zhician and the other three people, I am afraid it will be more than lucky.

"Catch him!"

The idol was already running up, just in time to raise his arm to block the zombie's retreat, and the latter roared angrily and slammed into the idol's shell again and again.

Boom!

After all, without arms, the power of zombies is greatly reduced.

The idol's fist was also not badly damaged, his right fist was completely shattered into a pile of dirt, and his left fist was not much better. His chest was also scarred, and his body was shaky, almost unable to hold on.

Airplanes!

With Xia Zhicicada's sword qi ejected, the zombie was forced to lower his body, and then crashed towards the idol.

The idol pressed his hands and arms hard, just holding the crazy white-haired zombie in his arms, no matter how the other party struggled, he would not let go.

But the badly damaged idol didn't last long, and with each violent struggle of the zombie, crumbs of dirt fell on his body, and the wounds on his body grew bigger and bigger.

Xia Zhician kicked Nan Er, who was shaking, and the latter was barely conscious, but it seemed that maintaining his body without falling down was already the greatest perseverance.

"You go out first!"

Nan Er felt that he was being thrown out by a huge force, and his figure flew out of the gate of the broken temple in mid-air and landed on the ground in front of the door.

This time he was smashed to pieces, his eyes were full of stars, and he couldn't stabilize his body at all, so he just sat on the ground.

The peach blossom on his face couldn't stop swaying.

But with every sway of the peach blossoms, the black qi entrenched on Nan Er's face was reduced by one point, and it took almost a dozen breaths for the black qi on his face to disappear.

Nanji rubbed his eyes and followed the open gate to see the scene in the courtyard.

The idol is still trying to control the white-haired zombie in its arms, but it doesn't seem to last long, the zombie is struggling more and more, and the idol is broken more and more.

Roar!

By this time, the zombies were still roaring.

"Whew...... It's time. ”

Xia Zhician slowly exhaled a breath of white air, and the sleeve robe of his right hand shook, and the cinnabar yellow charm was sandwiched between his fingers.

The moment the cinnabar yellow charm appeared, the corpses in the corners of the courtyard where they were hiding couldn't help but tremble, and their eyes that had no wisdom revealed a simple look of fear.

Even the white-haired zombie who was imprisoned in the arms of the idol stopped roaring, and he looked at the small yellow talisman on Xia Zhicicada's fingertips in horror, and he felt an absolutely terrifying power on it.

That kind of power could easily kill him like an ant.

"Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Puhua Heavenly Venerable Edict!"

As soon as the order came out, thunder and lightning began to flash on the cinnabar yellow talisman.

Originally, Xia Zhicicada would never do this, because every time he used the cinnabar yellow charm before, the thunder and lightning flowing from it always attacked without discrimination, and several times Xia Zhicicada was very embarrassed by the thunder and lightning on the cinnabar yellow charm.

But now it's different, those lightning bolts actually wrap around his fingertips softly, like the softest woman's palm, and they won't cause him any damage.

It seems that after entering the entry realm, Xia Zhiciao's control over the cinnabar yellow fu has improved by another level, before he was like a reckless man who smashed people with a machine gun, but now he finally knows how to pull the trigger.

However, there is still a long way to go before he can truly control this ancient talisman, you must know that the cinnabar yellow talisman is a very powerful magic weapon even when Yan Chixia is about to ascend, but I don't know why it did not fly with him, but stayed in the world.

Click!

There was a thunderclap, and the lightning poured out like a raging tide, and a silvery sea buried the entire courtyard.

Nan Er, who was outside the temple, saw huge thunder and lightning falling from the sky, and with a deafening sound, they slashed at the white-haired zombie's body.

The dazzling light made Nanji can't help but squint his eyes.

Thunder and lightning raged, and the terrible lethality split all the corpses in the courtyard into charcoal, and then the scorching temperature ignited the hay in the courtyard, and then the fire burned.

After a while, by the time the thunder and lightning stopped, the fire had already enveloped the entire temple.

"It's broken! Xia Zhicicada is still ......"

Nan Er got up in one go, he knew that most of the thunder and lightning came from Xia Zhicicada's spell, but this raging fire was not.

He was in a hurry, trying to find a way to get in, but he was pressed by the arm stretched out behind him and held down his shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw Xia Zhicicada safe and sound.

"Why are you calling me?"

Xia Zhician patted the dirt on Nan Er's shirt and asked with some doubts.

"It's okay, I thought you were burned to death."

Nan Er shook his shoulders a little uncomfortably, and was about to retract the knife into the sheath, only then did he realize that his scabbard and luggage were still in the side hall.

"It's broken, my scabbard and luggage ......"

Xia Zhician took out his sleeve robe, took out Nan Er's scabbard and luggage, and handed it to the other party.

"You're so thoughtful."

Nan Er took his luggage a little unhappily, tied the scabbard around his waist, and then put the knife into the sheath.

He found that Xia Zhicicada was looking at the burning temple and fell into deep thought, and suddenly looked into the distance in an uncertain tone and said:

"Fairy Chang'e?"