Lu Bei's expression froze, and he swung the knife and slashed straight down, and Geldai faced the knife with an expressionless face.

There are no words, everything is represented by a knife, the two are like two fierce tigers, ferocious biting together, Lubei has always been rampant in battle, known for its ferocity, but it is obviously inferior in front of Gelthai.

Although Gertai was dressed in iron armor, he moved very quickly, did not dodge at all, and looked completely desperate.

After more than a dozen moves, the sonorous sound was endless, and Lu Bei was forced to retreat several steps.

Sachar was dumbfounded, on the one hand, he was shocked by the power of the shaman, and on the other hand, he was also shocked by the power of Lu Bei, he realized that Lu Bei and the others were actually martial arts masters, and his face suddenly turned red, thinking about how to protect them on weekdays, and now he is satisfied without dragging the other party back.

Fang Ling frowned and observed Gertai, there was no expression on this person's stiff face, his movements were clean and neat, his eyes were like dead fish beads, there was no wavering, and his firmness was weird.

What made Fang Ling care more was the aura of heaven and earth that he exuded, which was different from the feeling of others, and he always felt a little lifeless...... Thinking of this, Fang Ling's heart skipped a beat, and a terrifying idea came out of his mind.

At this time, Lu Bei was shocked back again and again, Geldai's strength was strong and unimaginable, the knife momentum was even more unpredictable, and what was even more troublesome was that even if a knife was cut at him, it would not cause him any damage, but Lu Bei was slashed twice, and the blood flowed.

Lu Bei roared angrily, saw the opportunity, cut the stitch of the armor with a knife, and picked it suddenly, and suddenly the armor was picked apart, but when they saw the scene under the armor, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and their scalps were numb for a while.

Song Ying'er couldn't help but cover her chest with her small hands, and her heart was beating wildly.

Under the armor, Gertai can no longer be called a man, his upper body is naked, there seems to be no muscles on his body, just a layer of skin wrapped in bones, and his whole body is iron-blue, how can such a body carry a living person? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a corpse crawling out of a coffin!

Rao is such a bold person as Lubei couldn't help but take half a step back and sighed secretly.

Bart laughed wildly, and said evilly: "Scared, right? Our shamanic witchcraft has the ability to know the heavens and the earth, can live the dead, give birth to white bones, Ge Tai was the first master of Songdan City before his death, and his cultivation reached the peak state of the Qi Melting Realm, after his death, he was refined and resurrected as a witch corpse by his senior brother, and he was invulnerable, uninjured, without pain, without consciousness, and was completely a killing machine!"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this, and for a while they felt unbelievable, it was really strange that such a powerful person turned out to be a corpse.

However, the facts are right in front of us, but people have to believe them.

Compared to everyone's astonishment, Fang Ling seemed much calmer, he had seen Han Daxian refining weapons with his soul, and he had learned a lot of knowledge about magic weapons from Huo Junyuan, so his horizons and thoughts were also broader, and he was not limited to mortal things.