As he spoke, Miao Wenzheng took out a black iron dagger from his bag without any panic, stepped on one of the statues, and jumped up. At the same time, he raised the knife and slashed three statues in a row very cleanly.
brain.
"Haha...it's like chopping tofu, it's so damn fun."
In pursuit of victory, Miao Wenzheng moved with ease among the hundreds of statues that had gathered.
There was still a clean flash of sword light, and the slaughter was carried out with laughter.
"Okay, Brother Miao is mighty."
Seeing the heads falling in front of their eyes, the other two people were naturally excited, shouting loudly and casting contemptuous glances at Fang Lin.
After all, these guys are just like cutting tofu with a knife. They are too easy to deal with, but they can stop Fang Lin from screaming, and the two parties will naturally start to judge in an instant.
However, Fang Lin didn't refute them, at least he sneered disdainfully.
These are not just institutions in their eyes, but puppets controlled by evil spirits. How can they be so easy to deal with?
"Boy, why are you sneering?
how?
Not convinced?"
Seeing that Fang Lin had no respect at all, but instead laughed and ridiculed him, how could Jia Qing stand such provocation?
Even as his face sank, Fang Lin snorted coldly.
"Brother Jia, it seems... something is wrong!"
Just when Jia Qing was fighting for his team, Mei Yan suddenly choked on her laughter and looked ahead in horror.
"What's wrong?"
"Those guys' heads are slowly closing again, and...and it seems that the more Brother Miao cuts, the more powerful and flexible they become.
You see, they will now raise their weapons to fight."
After Mei Yan's reminder, everyone noticed that it was indeed what she said.
Although Miao Wenzheng was still a mid-level Xuan-level warrior, it was obvious that it was becoming more and more difficult to parry, and the strength of those statues became stronger as they were injured.
At this time, more and more statues gathered, completely blocking the passages on both sides, and Miao Wenzheng was also submerged among the statues.
Until now, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation.
If we go to save Miao Wenzheng at this time, it will be tantamount to putting everyone in danger. It can be said that everyone seems to have no choice but to abandon the soldiers and save the car.
"Mr. Fang, you should have expected this scene, right?
In this case, no matter how strong the warrior is, if he enters and cannot retreat, he will be consumed by these things, right?"
Slowly looking at Fang Lin, Ye Qingtong's face was almost ashen.
"I'm not a god, I just saw the danger ahead.
However, I really didn't expect it to be so scary.
Please see, everyone, what we stand on is loess, right?
And a few steps forward is black soil, and that is no exception under the feet of Brother Miao, who has great supernatural powers. This is the limit."
With a calm smile, Fang Lin explained calmly.
"Then according to Mr. Fang, the whole front will be attacked by those statues?
If we don’t kill them all, we won’t be able to get in?”
"Kill them all?
If Miss Ye is confident, she might as well give it a try.
Maybe, even if the entire Ye family is involved, they may not have that ability."
Although he didn't know whether what Fang Lin said was true or false, Ye Qingtong didn't want to do this experiment.
Obviously, it can be seen with the naked eye that if you go in, you will die. Those statues are simply immortal.
What's even more frightening is that their strength is getting stronger with each injury.
It is no exaggeration to say that in this passage, these statues are the invincible undead army.
"Mr. Fang, since you can predict the danger here, you must have a way to deal with those statues, right?"
"Mr. Fang, please save our eldest brother!"
"We were blind in the beginning. Mr. Fang, we brothers and sisters kowtowed to you. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Please show your kindness and save our eldest brother!"
In such a situation, although Jia Qing and Mei Yan wanted to save people, they also knew that they did not have the strength at all, and they would only die if they went there.
In panic and despair, they naturally thought of Fang Lin, who had warned in advance.
Where can I care about face at this time?
With a pop, he crawled over on his knees, begging with tears streaming down his face.
"When I enter the crypt, I am just a young boy. Where have I seen such a scene?
The underground is the world of three seniors, how can I dare to do whatever they want?
Therefore, you should put away your sorrow quickly and find a way to save people.
Otherwise, within ten minutes, you brother Miao will be chopped into meat paste."
There are thousands of ways people die, and there are certainly many weird ones.
But for someone like Miao Wenzheng, who was chopped into pieces by a bunch of stone sculptures, Fang Lin felt that he was really a weirdo among weirdos.
I'm afraid that even in the underworld, when talking about the cause of his death, Miao Wenzheng would be so ashamed that he would want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, right?
"Mr. Fang, we are the bastards, we are blind and do not recognize the superiors."
"I...what can we do?
This... this can’t be killed at all!”
"Mr. Fang, you must find a way to save our eldest brother. Please, from now on we will act like cattle and horses for you!"
"It was us bastards who offended you before, we are not human beings!"
Under such circumstances, Jia Qing and Mei Yan were already in disarray.
Even if there is no chaos, where have they seen such weird statues?
Let alone trying to save people.
How could they dare to be as arrogant as before?
At this time, Fang Lin had become their only life-saving straw. He slapped them one by one in the face until their faces became swollen. He was still regretting and begging for his actions.
Although Miao Wenzheng's situation was indeed worrying, Yan Shanshan felt relieved when she saw this scene. These guys were so arrogant.
And in Yan Shanshan's opinion, things in the ground should not be dug out by these bastards.
To be able to achieve today's reputation in the industry, who knows how many people they dug up their ancestral graves?
Even doing such unscrupulous things can be regarded as retribution for them.
Although Fang Lin doesn't show off on the surface, his inner thoughts are basically the same as Yan Shanshan's.
However, he felt much more at ease at this moment, because he had already discovered that this was not an ancient tomb, but at most a magical treasure place.
"You two, we must have a sense of respect for our ancestors. This may be a warning to us not to continue our journey! There is really nothing I can do."
At this time, Miao Wenzheng was not going to die so soon. These guys deserved some punishment, so Fang Lin was not worried at all.
Instead, he pretended to be in a difficult position and shook his head repeatedly.
"This... this is not an ancient tomb at all, it's all... Miss Ye's conspiracy..." Maybe she was in a hurry, maybe she didn't have time to think about saving people, Mei Yan suddenly cried and shouted subconsciously.
This chapter has been completed!