A large amount of green turbid liquid was poured over the sky, and Fatty Wu Xie and the others who were caught unawares were instantly sprayed with blood.
The whole person turned green instantly.
Especially hair...well, green is actually a very healthy color.
"You are riding a horse... I have never suffered this kind of injustice in my whole life!"
"How dare you, a mere old rice dumpling, play with you and me like this?"
The fat man's lungs immediately exploded with anger. He wiped the strange-smelling liquid from his face, used a shovel with a shovel and a pistol with the other to fight this black shadow.
"Calm down! Calm down, Fatty, look at Uncle Ming and Menyou Ping, they have never been so serious!"
"This thing must not be simple, don't be impulsive!"
Wu Xie and Xiaohua quickly held down the impulsive fat man.
When something like this happens, everyone will feel unhappy in their hearts, especially those of them who work in the fields. This is the first time that the rice dumplings below have done this to them!
The little brother fell from mid-air, holding the violently trembling sword with both hands. He looked in horror at the strand of hair that fell rapidly under the head of the small figure and a trace of a slightly detectable white mark!
With a heavy cough, the little brother patted the dust beneath him, looked at the bent white knife in his hand, and twitched hard at the corner of his eye.
Because of a bad premonition, the little brother didn't hold the concrete sword tightly in his hands, and aimed it at the figure's head and struck it straight!
However, the two men holding swords exuded a fatal danger, so they had to be wary.
Throwing away the two useless swords in his hands, the little brother gathered the white mist again and materialized seven white swords.
"boom!!!"
The eight people looked at each other, thinking that Xiao Yue still didn't understand, and if he continued to stay outside, he would just be dragging his feet.
A little bit...
"You go over there first and wait for us at the exit."
The younger brother's face changed, and he dared to trust the younger brother. The white mist surged slowly, and he summoned two swords to block the direction of his head and heart respectively.
The small figure made a mocking sound from deep in his throat. He reluctantly looked away from his elder brother and looked at the younger brother who was so close behind him.
A pair of hands that were completely different from ordinary people stretched out like lightning, punched the little brother's head with one punch, and punched toward the heart of the little brother with the other!
"This is the ancestor of his family. Is he really good at it?"
Except for Wu Xiezhili, Fatty Dahua's reaching out was indeed wrong. There is absolutely no problem in hitting eight or seven special people casually, but compared with those two people, it is far behind!
It was almost unstoppable. The little brother's body was blown away like a cannonball, and his back was hit hard against the stone wall, causing cracks!
The body of copper skin and iron bones must contain unimaginable terrifying strength. I can guarantee that my physical fitness, which is different from ordinary people, can withstand it.
After all, in that devil's wild intuition, those eight guys were just big flies and no threat at all.
The Zhang family's Millennium Plan is not a wishful thinking. You can't tell from the hardness of the strange thing that came back to life.
The eldest brother rarely speaks harsh words. As he spoke, he didn't realize the slight difference between the two white knives and his favorite knife. He picked up the knife and chopped it down!
But...
"You haven't completed your first mission, so you will definitely die there."
Yes, the bloodthirst from deep in my bones makes it impossible for me to endure the living creatures that come outside and get out alive!
However, that kind of magical weapon, coupled with the strength of the big brother's whole body, can't even penetrate the skin of that thing?
Several people were chattering, looking at the small figure warily, and moving their steps hurriedly.
"810%!"
"You used 100%...then use all your strength. You contain him while he attacks mainly!"
The hunch I just had just made sense!
"Walk!"
Hu Ming's face showed a rare look of seriousness. His eyes were fixed on the black shadow, not daring to relax at all. He pointed at the dark passage deep in the stone chamber and gestured.
At the same time, the eldest brother also moved, and rushed over in just one second. The blade of the knife lay across his side, and the sharp tip reached to the front center!
"Brother, be careful!"
"Bad guy... he is indeed a super rice dumpling that has been buried for thousands of years. His head is harder than steel!"
Hu Ming's tone was unprecedentedly serious, and even the fat man who was most unhappy in his heart felt like a basin of cold water was poured on his head, extinguishing the anger in his heart.
"How can it be!?"
The bent knees suddenly straightened, and the terrible reaction force left two muddy footprints on the ground. The little brother's body tore through the air and even made a harsh buzzing sound.
The moment the two sandbag-sized fists came into contact with the blade, I felt the terrifying force explode.
...
...
"The copper skin that even a white knife cannot penetrate... the eyes, nostrils, ear apertures, mouth, and even the penis. If you want to come back alive, you must find a way to kill it."
Those people are all its prey and its dinner!
"The ancestor Zhang Qiling is not dead yet, it is just a spirit corpse... Besides, you even want to kill the ancestor of the Zhang family, let alone a monster that seems to be alive but not dead?"
At the same time, the little brother suddenly moved.
But now, facing this figure in a simple and unrecognizable period dress, those two people are so serious?
Clang!!!
"Fuck, that thing has no IQ when it comes to riding a horse!"
"...I'll give you two more. The last one is this one. How much force did he use?"
Although they are figurative, the hardness of the two white knives is much worse than the genuine platinum swords!!!
The skin color was slightly brighter than that of ordinary people, and the small figure looked like a living person. As if he had done something trivial, he turned his slightly stiff body and looked at Wu Xie and others who were dripping with sweat.
The eldest brother's usual indifferent expression became a little hotter, and his whole person became like ice cubes, with a murderous intention.
In the last moment, the figure of the little brother had not crossed the distance of several meters and suddenly came directly under the small figure and jumped up low.
The little brother looked at it, which seemed to be different from a living person, and grinned warmly.
"Ahem...brother, the Zhang family spent thousands of years creating a monster."
The eldest brother learned the lesson from the younger brother's knife, and increased the force-bearing area, intending to pierce the front of Zhan Chunzhi's heart with the tip of the knife.
boom!!!
The annoying sound of metal clashing came again.
In their impression, no matter what kind of danger they face, Hu Ming and Brother Hu Ming never seem to take things seriously.
That kind of hardness...Isn't it even comparable to diamonds?
The small figure seemed to be completely unaware of the movement in front of him, allowing the younger brother to strike with his knife, and the deafening sound of metal collision resounded through the stone chamber.
You know, the platinum sword is not yet the most terrifying hot weapon in ancient Chinese history.
Just when a few people hurriedly reached the passage at the end of the stone chamber, suddenly, a white shadow flew over and hit the entrance of the passage, completely blocking it.
"Tsk! This is your first time seeing that kind of strange existence..."
The eldest brother's attack was successful, but without any firmness, he burst in beside Zhan Chun, glanced at Zhan Chun's deformed double swords, and silently put away his beloved swords.
Cutting gold and cutting jade is just a piece of cake for a platinum sword, but there is no way it can become the sword of Zhang Qiling in every generation.
In the flash of lightning, the two of them completed a round of offensive and defensive changes in an instant.
A cruel smile appeared on the humanized grin, and the strange existence made a crackling sound all over the body, like the special crackling sound of fried beans.
A quick glance revealed that it was clearly not the coffin lid that was thrown aside by the younger and older brothers!
The elder brother's expression changed, his pupils shrank, and he looked in disbelief at the tip of the knife that only tore clothes and even penetrated the skin.
