Zhang Shan was shocked.

How can anyone look back like this! This is like an owl in the field, and like a ghostly posture in the strange stories of the market, the body does not move, and the bare head returns one hundred and eighty degrees!

Zhang Shan was horrified, but the black blade in his hand had reached the armpit of the strong man, so there was no reason to make any other plans - his heart was crossed, his brows sank, he didn't look at this terrifying scene, and handed over the sword with all his attention.

Listening only to the sound of Jin Tie, the armpit armor of the strong man was pierced by the black blade A slight gap. When Zhang Shan saw this, he glared at him, and his arms violently exerted force, threatening to completely crack this gap.

Hmph, no matter what kind of cow ghost snake god you are, if you have a sword in hand, I will kill it!

This bold statement came to my heart, and my blood boiled for a while.

If it is an ordinary person, he must have to drink a few words at this time, with a spirit of 'Lao Tzu is not afraid of all things in the world', blowing the wind of recklessness;

It is precisely because of this that in the next moment, he did not lose his life like ordinary people.

At the moment when he stretched out his arms, the strong man who had twisted his head one hundred and eighty degrees suddenly raised his arms and looked at his shoulders. But if that were all there was to it, there would be nothing to write about—but the arms of this mighty man were raised not forward, but backwards!

Just as weird as its head turning one hundred and eighty degrees in an instant, the speed at which these two arms were raised flat behind him was also extremely fast. In other words, if Zhang Shan, who was standing behind the strong man, didn't notice this, being hit by either of these two arms would be no different from being smashed head-on by a big man holding a big iron pestle - they would all have to die.

Because of that Qingming beside him, Zhang Shan noticed the movement of the strong man's arms for the first time, and hurriedly made wind on the soles of his feet, leaning back and stepping back. It's just that, although it reacted in time, the strong man's arm was still raised too quickly, and it actually scraped the black clothes on his chest and even a piece of flesh the size of a palm.

Suddenly, scarlet blood splattered.

Zhang Shan staggered back and sat on the ground.

Everyone on the side was shocked, and it took half a moment to come back to their senses, and they shouted urgently: "Brother Zhang Shan——!"

Li Shi, who was also in a black robe and brocade robe, could not hide his anxious expression, for fear that the strong man would harm Zhang Shan, who had not yet gotten up, and immediately flew away.

Although Li Shi was angry at what the strong man did, she didn't want to return an eye for an eye at the first time - the treacherous actions of the strong man just now made her secretly feel a little afraid in her heart. Therefore, although she flew up, she made a half-circle arc, and Yu Zhuangshi always kept a distance of about ten feet from him, so that he could guard against his sudden move.

If she is as cautious as she is, she should not be hurt.

Behoove.

A pair of thick arms suddenly broke out of the ground, and ten fingers violently grasped Li Shi's ankles.

She was obviously caught off guard as she was struggling, and before she could struggle, she fell down and fell the solid dirt.

When she landed, Jin Yiwei's crisis training made Li Shi reflexively raise her arm to protect her head, barely avoiding being directly knocked out by this sudden attack - however, although her breath was not broken, this sudden fall made her cough up a mouthful of fluid, and she tasted what it means to be in pain.

Seeing this scene, it was difficult for Yin Zheng, a hundred enemies, to watch calmly. He slammed his fists angrily, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, which was a sign of using the [Overlord Lifting Ding].

Immediately after, without waiting for Yin Shao beside him to hesitate, he had already stepped forward, grabbed the pair of thick arms that broke through the ground with both hands, shouted, and pulled out the dirt all over his body—he was also an eight-foot-tall step armor warrior!

Regardless of the surprise on his face, Yin Shao immediately pulled the strong man's neckline with one hand, held the belt around his waist with the other, lifted his whole person above his head, frowned, and his right knee sank, and he smashed it towards another strong man.

The strong man who broke through the ground flipped several times in the air and smashed into the strong man in front of the carriage - the latter did not dodge or dodge, and took the flying strong man, and the two fell several feet away from the ground together, and there was a sound of gold and iron, raising up mud and dust in the sky.

Taking advantage of the respite when the two strong men both fell to the ground, Yin Zheng immediately stepped forward and picked up Li Shi with one hand and Zhang Shan with the other, regardless of whether there were other ambushes hidden in the soil, and then quickly swept back to everyone's side.

Yin Shao in the brocade robe hurriedly stepped forward with a gun, probed the injuries of the two, and said with an anxious expression: "Hey, are you okay? Can you stand up?"

Li Shi coughed twice and wanted to answer, but as soon as he was about to speak, he felt a hot pain in his chest and lungs, so he had to purse his lips, reluctantly get up, and shook his head. Zhang Shan was better, and he immediately said, 'It's okay, it's just some skin trauma', and then tore off a piece of step from the hem of the black robe, and skillfully wrapped it around his chest several times - the black robe was black, even if it was soaked in blood, others couldn't see it.

He stood up with his sword, frowned and looked at the two strong men who were thrown out by Yin Zheng more than ten steps away, pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "That thing, it's not a person." ”

Everyone was almost stunned.

Yin Shao raised his gun and stepped forward, and looked along Zhang Shan's line of sight, the two heavily armored strong men were already slowly getting up—the appearance of them getting up was also a little different from ordinary people, and they looked very stiff. He clenched the spear in his hand and said, "Brother Zhang Shan, ......what do you mean?"

"No one can do that. The black cloth raised his sword and said in a low voice: "I thought that thing was definitely not a person, but-"

—Puppet. ”

It was Yin Zheng who took over the conversation.

He took a step forward, clenched his hands into fists, glared at the small mahogany sedan chair that stopped in the middle of the clearing, and shouted, "If you don't come out again, I'll smash this sedan chair with one punch!"

The sound fell.

The wind is up.

Then I saw the green curtain of the small sedan car blowing.

"Heh, should I say that I am worthy of being the pillar of the Yin family. ”

A male voice came from the wooden sedan chair.

Everyone immediately came back to their senses, and when they looked up, they saw a graceful man in a gorgeous costume and a brass crown, standing on a small sedan chair with his hands behind his back.

Although his posture is quite chic and majestic, it is not so shocking - but even so, the moment Yin Shao saw his face, he was still shocked as if his eyes were about to fall out.

It's just because of what Yin Zheng said next.

"Sure enough, it's you. ”

Yin Zheng locked his eyebrows, the green tendons on his fists burst out, and he said in a deep voice word by word.

"The heir of the Great Dream Puppet Technique, now the sixth of the Seven Heroes of Qimen, has no surname. ”