Chapter 32: The Corpse Ball

The sneak attack was unsuccessful, and Xuan Ming had already prepared to resist the preemptive attack of the corpse. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's not the first time I've fought with these things, Xuan Ming smiled coldly.

At this time, although he didn't have any true qi to protect his body, but regardless of the factor of whether his true qi was full, his physical fitness was really improved because of the purple qi from the east. This is also the confidence that he dares to face the corpse man head-on.

Behind him, sword light flew intertwined, and fiercely cut two gaps in the body of the poisonous corpse.

The poisonous corpse that pounced on Xuan Ming again stiffened for a short time, and when Xuan Ming saw this, he saw that the other party's flesh was cut open and stabbed straight into it, and then slashed down to solve the roadblocker.

"Thank you, two senior sisters. Xuan Ming rushed to the Xuan Dynasty and Lan Ge behind him.

"There are us in the village, and it is important for you to complete Master's task quickly. ”

"Good. ”

In the stable, even though there were dead bodies and dead horses all around, the old god was still chewing grass on the ground when stepping on the snow.

The bodies of the two poisonous men were trampled under the horse's hooves, twitching as it trampled one after another.

Treading Xue, who had untied the leash, was still eating in the manger with his head down, Xuan Ming gently patted its neck and scolded with a smile: "Foodie, let's go." I'm still hungry for you, can't I?"

Turning over the horse, Xuan Ming rode through the snow and ran to the village gate. The village was quiet, with an eerie post-war silence.

The latch on the door of the village had been broken, and a corpse with its feet inwards and its head outwards was lying in the crack of the door for only one person to enter and exit.

It looks like a disciple of another sect who planned to take advantage of the chaos to escape from Longquan in the big battle just now.

The cause of death was in the upper body.

Xuan Ming dismounted and copied the sword in his hand, and slowly opened the left gate of the village on the guard. The expected assassination did not appear, and it was quiet outside the village, without a trace of people.

The distance between Zhuangmen and Xuncambridge is only eighteen steps, and at this time, in the bridge outside the bridge, the ornaments used to welcome guests in Longquan Jianzhuang appear a little messy.

Xuan Ming stepped forward to check and found that there were many traces of fighting all around, and it seemed that this person did not disappear out of thin air.

At this time, the artist is not high, but he is also bold, Xuan Ming whistled, and the fast horse rushed into the bamboo forest.

The closer to Ye Lao's location, the stronger the smell of blood.

It was the Shura field.

Patches of bamboo forests were broken waist-high in the fierce fighting, and the ground was completely soaked red, and there were many dead bodies stacked on top of the bamboo joints.

"Step on the snow, take a closer look, and watch out for the blades on the ground. ”

There were many traces of people dragging and rummaging through the pile, and the killer was unabashedly telling the visitors what he was covering.

"In addition to the Gusi Sect, is there also the black clothes of the Blood Refining Sect?" Seeing the rat tails on the back of some of the corpses, Xuan Ming came to his conclusion.

The horse's hooves that were stepping on the snow had been stained with blood, Xuan Ming didn't bother to get off the ground when he saw this, and after wandering around a few times to make sure that there was no figure of Ye Lao among the corpses, he turned around and left.

"This man ・・・・・・ lucky. ”

The peep smiled unwillingly in the distance, and his laughter revealed a deep disdain for Xuan Ming, and he was not annoyed that he had missed the trap.

"I'll take ・・・・・・ stuff back. ”

"I'll leave ・・・・・・ fish over to you. ”

Standing on the snow, Xuan Ming looked at the blue and purple "meat ball" in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was extremely vigilant.

A bare head emerges from the ball of flesh.

Sticking out the head without reaching out the hands or legs, it is like a tumbler magnified countless times.

"Road, no, pass. The tumbler's voice was snoring, slurred, and sounding out of breath.

"Oh, it's up to me to decide whether this way leads or not, monster. ”

Walking on the snow and running away, Xuan Ming knew his own disadvantages and made the first move.

As fast as lightning, he swept through thousands of armies and slashed straight towards the meat ball.

The tumbler meat ball that blocked the way didn't even have legs, and Xuan Ming had already been mentally prepared for his defense.

As soon as they fought, the touch of the sword slash still made Xuan Ming's heart solemn.

Yan Shan slashed at the other party, as if he had slashed a mille-feuille kraft candy, he couldn't cut it and couldn't penetrate it, and the force of the rebound was very uncomfortable.

"Tickle, tickle, tickle. ”

The fleshball's skull cracked open and looked like it was laughing silently.

"Cut, force Dao Ye to enlarge my moves. ”

Xuan Ming took a long breath and shouted loudly to the sky: "Xuan Xuan, ask for help!"

The sound of the crane chirping in response immediately came from the sky, and Xuan Ming shrugged helplessly. He smirked back at the tumbler, and said, "I'll see how you die when my master comes, monster." ”

At this time, the tumbler's head was retracted, Xuan Ming didn't dare to be careless, and stood his sword in front of his chest and waited for the other party to make a move.

The ball of meat starts spinning and spinning faster and faster.

The broken bamboo and corpses on the ground were either splashed by the meat balls or ground into powder, and Xuan Ming began to retreat.

When he raised his left hand to cover his face and block the bamboo powder, the spinning ball of meat rushed over, like a huge spinning top.

Xuan Ming saw the coming, and a "Sky Range Rover" jumped to the left to avoid the impact of the top in a straight line.

He was unabated, and saw that the spinning top had a slight stagnation the moment it came to him. Xuan Ming broke out in a cold sweat because of the impending crisis, and he jumped left again without thinking.

The flying bamboo slashed several cracks in Xuan Ming's robe, and the meat ball gyroscope that didn't work quickly stopped, quite a bit of a sense of freedom in advance and retreat.

Xuan Ming stood on the ground that was completely crushed to the ground, and his heart was cold.

After a few rounds, Xuan Ming gasped, and his calves trembled slightly from the repeated sharp exertions.

He spit off the bamboo powder he had accidentally inhaled in his mouth and said with a smile: "It's really a battle before the ghost gate closes." ”

During this period, his counterattack with several backhand stabs was automatically ignored by the defense of the meat ball.

Fortunately, this enemy has no other means than rough skin and thick heel impact, otherwise it would have been miserable.

Recalling the awe-inspiring experience of rubbing his skin with the spinning top several times, Xuan Ming forced himself to cheer up.

After a while, the long-awaited sword light intertwined from a distance, and Xuan Ming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, even if the sword light only left two white marks on the skin of the meat ball.

The sword light that did not cause damage still interrupted the enemy's movements, and Xuan Ming took the opportunity to distance himself and waited for the two senior sisters of Xuan Chao and Lan Ge to make a move with the meat ball.

"Senior brother, are you dead?"

"It's dead, this guy is not easy to deal with, be careful when the two senior sisters help me take revenge. ”

Xuan Chao smiled like a flower, completely ignoring the bloodstains in the field, and she said angrily: "The dead man still doesn't step aside?"

Xuan Ming didn't have time to continue joking with them, and the rushing gyro made the three of them hurriedly avoid the left, upper and right directions.

Xuan Ming shouted at Xuan Chao, who was still in the air with a sway: "Senior sister, this thing is a rough-skinned and thick-skinned spinning top, which can change direction at any time. ”

"Got it. ”

This time, the meat ball did not change direction, as if it was flexing its muscles, and several bamboos on the way from Xuan Chao and Lan Ge were smashed into the air.