The topic between men is always so unpretentious and boring, after such a fuss, everyone doesn't seem to be so scared, and they enter the lobby with Yi Chen.

At night, the firewood in the brazier beeps and burns, and from time to time there is an explosion.

Yi Chen stood in the first seat, looking at the many dart masters below.

Some little dart masters have stayed up for so many days, and they are also drowsy, and these people are the focus of Yi Chen's observation.

He was very curious, under his nose, in what form did that evil man dream of killing?

Unless he has never been able to find a way to solve the mist out, Yi Chen will not choose to dream and confront him when he doesn't know much about the evil ability.

Dead friends don't die in poor ways, so we still have to observe a few more samples.

Anyway, there are a lot of people in this town who can't get through it.

It's cool late at night, especially in the old town.

From time to time, a cloudy wind blew outside the room, causing the big trees in the courtyard to flutter.

You can faintly hear the sound of waves crashing against the reef.

After an hour or two of silence, nothing strange happened, except for a small dart master who had a stomachache and wanted to go to the hut.

However, Yi Chen learned the lesson of the last time in Yangjiawu Fort, and directly took more than a dozen people to surround the latrine, and the row was directly full.

can let Yi Dao guard the toilet, which can be called the highlight of this little dartmaster's life, not to mention that there are more than a dozen colleagues who stand up to him with their chests in their arms.

In this way, everyone returned to the lobby, and everything was calm, but after coming back, the wind outside was stronger.

Yi Chen took a deep look at the people in the lobby, for some reason, since he entered this ancient town, he always felt a little weird, but he couldn't say why, so he could only secretly raise his vigilance.

As the minutes passed, the wind outside suddenly became stronger, as if a ghost was hovering and roaring over the ancient town.

With a bang, the originally closed door of the lobby was blown open by the wind outside the house, bringing a strong smell of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, which made people sick.

At the same time, there was a sound of crashing waves in the distance, and it seemed that something unknown had crawled out of the Wujiang River.

The sound grew louder and louder from far to near.

"It's kind of interesting."

"Just in time."

Seeing this change, Yi Chen was not angry but happy in his heart, what he was afraid of was not change, but no change.

I think it was the evil in this ancient town that wanted to confuse the five senses of a master like him, and it took a lot of money to give birth to that strange mist, and he couldn't find any flaws in Yi Chen, so he acted angrily.

Anyway, that's a good thing.

He had planned to simply demolish the entire ancient town tomorrow if he couldn't find a clue to get out, plough the whole thing, dig three feet into the ground, and see if the ghost thing that caused the fog could have this amazing ability to bewitch and trap people without any basis.

Boom!

There was an explosion.

The door of the house was blasted open with a huge force.

A tall shadow strode in.

It was a corpse that had been soaked out of the Giant's view.

The corpse was also wearing a soaked robe, on which a white crane could be vaguely embroidered with wings ready to fly.

The tall corpse also held a huge black mace in its hand, with dense hideous barbs on it.

"Stand back, everybody."

"The corpse monster is vicious, let me come!"

Just when Yi Chen wanted to make a move, Ning Feixue and Shuangshu were already present, and he took the lead in pulling out the peachwood sword behind him and slashed towards the huge corpse monster.

For a while, the mana was rampant, the corpse monster roared, and a person and a corpse fought in an instant.

Yi Chen stared at the huge corpse monster, his expression was uncertain, and he always felt that the clothes on the giant corpse in front of him were a little familiar, like an old man.

And between the roars of the huge corpse monster, a thin red ribbon was faintly visible from its throat and eyes, as if it was hiding something.

This discovery made Yi Chen can't help but think of a possibility, he looked around, his heart was shocked, he couldn't help but be surprised by his own conjecture.

If that's the case, then .....

"Good! Joyfully! ”

"It's a pleasure!"

Ning Feixue didn't know what kind of Dao scripture she was practicing, and her speed was extremely fast, turning into a practice in the moonlight, like a butterfly wearing flowers, she kept looking for opportunities to slash a sword in the east and a sword in the west, pulling hatred.

He was extremely fast, and the giant corpse monster was much more clumsy in its movements, and the huge corpse monster screamed again and again.

However, the skin of the huge corpse monster was covered with a strange yellow oil, and the skin was rough and thick.

At this time, the dart masters of the Weiyuan Dart Bureau led by Zhang Bukai stood behind Yi Chen with their waist knives, and they couldn't intervene in this kind of battle at all.

The two women, Cinnabar and Qingrou, held the corners of their clothes tightly with their jade hands, watching the battle in the field excitedly, their eyes turning into the shape of Ning Feixue.

Seeing the emotion, the two girls couldn't help waving their white and tender fists and shouting:

"Brother Blizzard, come on!"

Especially her sister Qingrou, when she shouted cheers, she frequently looked at Yi Chen's direction, and her mocking expression was strong.

With the encouragement of the two women, Ning Feixue didn't know what secret method was used, and the mana on his body became more and more powerful.

Faster.

Bang bang bang shaved the corpse monster, and the sparks splashed everywhere, quite the style of Lin Baihu.

Ning Feixue was tall and jade at this time, like an immortal, and the peach wood sword was filled with a seven-inch-long yang attribute sword light.

Every time he cut out a sword, he recited a poem, which was very funny.

"One hatred is a matter of no one."

"Two hates."

"Three hats anchovies are spiny."

"The four hated begonias have no fragrance."

"Five Hates ....."

There is no fifth hatred, Yi Chen can't stand it anymore, when does Master Ning have to scrape it, his body suddenly accelerated, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to fly all over the sky, Yi Chen's left foot was hard, and he stepped violently on the chest of the huge corpse monster in front of him.

Click.

There was a tooth-aching sound of cracking bones, and the chest of the huge corpse monster collapsed as if it had been kicked by a prehistoric mammoth.

At this time, the onlookers, especially the two daughters of Cinnabar and Qingrou, were as if they had seen a ghost, and even the cheering stopped abruptly.

However, this is not the end, after kicking the huge corpse monster away, Yi Chen's body accelerated again, and the latter came first, and the big cyan hand grabbed the top of the corpse monster's head like an eagle's claw, which was a fierce and abnormal knee impact.

This knee hit almost knocked out the corpse's eyeballs.

At this time, everyone, including Ning Feixue, opened their mouths so wide that they could put down a duck egg.

However, this was not the end, Yi Chen's figure suddenly appeared above the body of the huge corpse monster, and it was a volley to its spine.

Rumble!

With a loud thud of bone breaking, the corpse fell to the ground faster than it had ascended, and its entire body was embedded in the hard rocky ground.

For a while, smoke and dust were everywhere, with the corpse monster as the center, and the spiderweb-like cracks spread, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to scatter and fall.

When the dust fell, everyone saw Yi Chen stepping on the back of the huge corpse monster, only to see the section of the corpse monster's spine and bone stubble coming out.

How wild, what a bully!

In an instant, Ning Feixue fought for a long time and didn't take down the terrifying monster, and instantly lay on his stomach and didn't move.

"Dao....Dao Chief, do you call this a handful of strength?" Ning Feixue pointed at Yi Chen tremblingly and said, her eyes full of disbelief.

(End of chapter)