Since Wang Yu cut off ten heads in the morning.

Whether it is the subordinates in the mansion or the members of the security team, everyone can't help but be afraid of Wang Yu.

Ah Wei, who was so frightened that he vomited and diarrhea, did not dare to look at Wang Yu.

Renjiazhen has been peaceful for a long time, and it is still rare to see a werewolf like Wang Yu who cuts off his head if he disagrees!

Seeing that Wang Yu was very powerful, Uncle Nine directly explained the preparations that needed to be made in the evening to Wang Yu.

Let Wang Yu come forward and point out, and the subordinates of the Wai Ren Mansion and the security guards set up the altar, burned the corpses, and did excess.

Hectic and busy, time passed gradually, and night began to fall.

With the experience that the people who stayed in the Ren family last night were all dead, even if Ren Tingting had a good approach, she couldn't leave a half of her subordinates to accompany her.

Ah Wei took a pistol and wanted to 'warmly retain' the members of the security team and accompany him to stay in Ren's mansion.

It's a pity that in the face of life and death, he, the security captain who has no backstage backing, is not as big as he thought.

I saw that all the security guards ran away.

Thinking that his little life might be in the hands of Uncle Nine and Wang Yu, these warlocks who had not yet proven themselves, Ah Wei's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Cousin, it's already dark, and your aunt, who is also my mother, is still waiting at home for me to come home for dinner?

I'll go home for dinner first, and after dinner, I'll bring my brothers, armed to your house to protect you. ”

Between being disgusted by the girl for the time being and hanging up without a girl bubble in the future, Ah Wei chose the former with a thick face.

After finishing speaking, Ah Wei, who felt that his face was feverish, didn't dare to glance at Ren Tingting, so he ran out of Ren's mansion in a hurry.

Looking at Ah Wei's back and running away, Ren Tingting, who was more filial piety, was full of disappointment in her eyes.

Seeing that Ren Tingting was depressed, Qiusheng and Wencai, who had been waiting for a licking dog for a long time, immediately surrounded her to comfort her.

At the same time, he did not forget to belittle Ah Wei and elevate himself by the way.

Wang Yu, who had long passed the age of being courteous to Niu, pulled a chair and sat in front of the living room door of Renfu with a Tianzhu Qing Jian sword.

Waiting for Ren Weiyong's zombie, tonight from the net.

That's right, in Wang Yu's opinion, even if Ren Weiyong has evolved to the third stage of the zombie level.

Even the black zombie on a higher level, coming to the Renfu tonight can be regarded as a self-defeating net.

Uncle Nine has not been busy in vain in the past two days, and he has produced more than ten blue talismans that can be used as heirlooms for the small Dharma lineages such as Meishan Water Master and Longmen Daoist.

The locking magic weapon, which is even stronger than the Heavenly Treasure Qing Sword, and he also has double copies of the talisman magic weapon.

The peachwood sword made by the hundred-year-old lightning strike Mu Muxin on his waist is a treasure that makes Wang Yudu covetous.

This thing is a natural spirit treasure embryo top-level magic weapon.

With Wang Yu's current thunder attainments at the level of gold and thunder.

As long as it is properly cultivated, within three years, this peachwood sword will be qualified to get a glimpse of the Lingbao realm.

Lingbao?

That's a good treasure that is completely on top of the magic weapon!

In the past, any ownerless spirit treasure would be accompanied by a bloody storm.

Not to mention that in order to prevent a careless mistake tonight, Uncle Nine also cautiously set up a Dharma altar three feet above the ground to help bless him.

As the so-called Dharma altar is one line high, the mana is boundless and boundless.

The ninth uncle in the realm of sacrificial wine is blessed by the three-foot-high altar.

can fight with a real person like Zhang Tianshi of this generation for a long time, and he has the strength to fight.

The night is getting darker, and the lonely moon is hanging high.

Calculating the time, the time is approaching, Wang Yu, who has been sitting in front of the living room door, turned around and issued an order: "Wencai, Qiusheng, the zombie point should be about to arrive."

Let Miss Ren go upstairs to take refuge, just in case, Wencai, you take some guys to guard outside Miss Ren's door.

Once the zombies broke through the defenses we laid down on the first floor.

You jumped down from the window of the room on the second floor with Miss Ren and ran for your life desperately.

Qiusheng, you take a copy of the magic weapon that locks the trap and protects the body over there,

When the zombies come, you just need to hold on to the stairs, and you don't need to bother with anything else.

Uncle Shi, please start the battle for me now.

Once the kid loses the fight with that zombie, I hope that Uncle Shi will take action to clean up the mess. ”

For Wang Yu's instructions, the four people in the living room, including Uncle Jiu, all chose to carry it out.

Ren Tingting is because of fear, Wang Yu's ruthlessness and ruthless methods during the day.

And Wencai and Qiusheng were warned by Uncle Jiu a long time ago that everything would be under Wang Yu's command tonight, otherwise they would serve stewed pork with rattan tonight.

After everyone returned to you, Wang Yu's face looked expectantly at the door of the Ren Mansion where there was only one frame left.

The reason why he just asked everyone to return to you is not for nothing.

His five senses in his body were far beyond ordinary people, and he heard a faint jumping sound just now.

This time, this place, combined with the atmosphere of fear that is currently spreading in Renjia Town.

It wasn't Ren Weiyong's zombie who made that faint jumping sound, who else could it be?

Sure enough, the sound of bouncing began to become clear from far and near.

It didn't take a moment for a blood-stained figure to appear in the darkness in front of the door of the self-appointed mansion.

Ren Weiyong, a zombie, was attracted by his blood relatives.

Looking at Ren Weiyong, who was jumping closer, Wang Yu didn't dare to hold it up.

Picking up the sword in his hand, he got up from the chair under his buttocks.

Wang Yu, who is accustomed to taking the initiative, does not wait for Ren Weiyong, who has entered the courtyard of Renfu, to make difficulties.

The first sword slashed at its neck.

Wang Yu, who has experience in killing royal zombies and many corpses in the daytime.

At present, the first option to deal with zombies is to pick up the Heavenly Pure Green Sword in his hand and slash down at their necks.

For his sword, Wang Yu is quite satisfied.

Because with his superb swordsmanship and the sharpness of the Heavenly Pure Sword itself.

He easily cut through the muscles and skin membranes on Ren Weiyong's purple-black neck, which was hard and flexible and could not fit the rhinoceros skin.

Wisps of corpse qi began to emerge from the gap that Wang Yu had cut open.

Receiving such a fatal blow from Wang Yu, Ren Weiyong, who only reacted instinctively, immediately followed his instinct and wanted to kill Wang Yu.

Its speed was so fast that the ninth uncle standing on the altar in the living room felt frightened.

Subconsciously, Uncle Nine clenched the Sanqing Bell and the Lightning Strike Wood Peach Sword in his hand.

As long as Wang Yu shows signs of failure, he is ready to give up his investigation of Wang Yu and directly rescue Wang Yu.

Because he practiced Xingyi boxing since he was a child, Wang Yu's five senses are far beyond ordinary people.

Ren Weiyong, who is as fast as thunder in the eyes of such a profound sacrificial wine as Uncle Jiu, is as fast as thunder in the eyes of Wang Yu.

In the face of Ren Weiyong's killing, he relied on the invincible hand speed he had practiced for many years to complete the eight-style handprints required by Yao Jinlei in an instant.

After the handprint was completed, Wang Yu felt that his mana was still considerable, and one-tenth of it converged to the palm of his left hand with lightning speed.

As if he had experienced it thousands of times, instinctively, Wang Yu raised his left hand at the oncoming Ren Weiyong.

As soon as the idea was triggered, the mana gathered in Wang Yu's palm immediately gushed out.

The wisps of plasma, the moment the mana left Wang Yu's body, immediately gathered around the mana.

Dozens of plasma lines the thickness of chopsticks wrapped and wound Ren Weiyong in an instant......