Chapter 133 This young man doesn't talk about martial arts
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Wake up! Wake up quickly!"
Qiao Yu waved her big hand and struck left and right on Mi Yuan's delicate little face. The force was so strong that the old man not far away twitched the corner of his mouth.
This kid is really a fucking wolf killer!
Under Qiao Yu's powerful and continuous output, Mi Yuan finally woke up slowly, and Qiao Yu quickly stopped.
"Sister Miyuan, you finally woke up!"
There was a hint of surprise in Qiao Yu's voice. If Mi Yuan cooperated with him, she would be more confident in dealing with the old man.
At this time, Mi Yuan no longer looked as delicate as before. Both sides of her face were swollen, as if she had been hit in the leg and looked like a pig's head.
Mi Yuan felt the pain on her face. She raised her hand and touched her face, and she gasped in pain.
"Who did it!"
Mi Yuan's tone was bone-chilling, revealing endless murderous intent.
She didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that she must be disfigured now.
Qiao Yu also shivered and quickly pointed a finger at the old man who was still fighting fiercely in the distance.
"It's him, it's him, it's him!"
"I just saw him put you on the altar and slap you crazily!"
Old man: "..."
He only has one thought in his mind right now: This young man has no moral ethics and has come to deceive, slander, and harm me, an elderly comrade.
Sure enough, Mi Yuan turned her head coldly, her eyes almost bursting with anger.
"help me."
Mi Yuan said nothing and rushed towards the old man with a broad sword. The wound on her calf bitten by the big yellow dog was still oozing blood.
"good!"
Qiao Yu controlled the remaining dozen skeleton warriors to separate a path for Mi Yuan, and Mi Yuan swung her sword and struck the old man on the head.
Just as the old man was about to fight back, a skeleton stood in front of him.
"Boy, I'm going to skin you and cut you to pieces!"
The old man smashed a skeleton with his cane, his eyes filled with coldness.
"You can tell if you can survive until then!"
As soon as Qiao Yu raised his hand, 50% of the old man's agility disappeared instantly.
But the old man seemed to have a grudge against Qiao Yu.
He waved his cane hard, knocking the injured Mi Yuan backwards, and then rushed towards Qiao Yu.
The old man raised his leg and kicked Qiao Yu on the waist.
Qiao Yu put on the Fluttering Light Finger Tiger and punched back directly.
Bang!
The fists and feet collided, and the old man took three steps back, while Qiao Yu took seven or eight steps back before he stabilized his body.
Qiao Yu couldn't help but be a little stunned. The strength attribute that he was most proud of was not enough in front of this old man.
Is this a huge gap between beginners and intermediates?
Little did he know that the shock in the old man's heart at this moment was far more severe than that of Qiao Yu.
"You can summon the undead, you are obviously a necromancer? How come you have such a strong body?" the old man asked.
"You care about your father?"
Qiao Yu's words were unforgiving, but she was thoughtful in her heart.
This old man actually knows about the Necromancer? Is it possible that he is not an NPC in the Soul-Draining Lake instance, but a player?
"Hmph! When I capture you, I will know everything!"
A look of greed flashed in the old man's eyes. He believed that Qiao Yu must have the secret to make his body stronger.
He rushed over and hit Qiao Yu's face with his cane. Qiao Yu quickly dodged and punched the old man at the same time.
Unexpectedly, the old man had quick eyesight and quick hands, and directly grabbed Qiao Yu's wrist and pushed it forward. Qiao Yu staggered and rushed towards the old man.
Then he stabbed Qiao Yu in the stomach with his cane, and kicked Qiao Yu hard.
Qiao Yu's body rolled out three meters away, and his health value dropped by one-third visibly to the naked eye.
The old man had no mercy and rushed towards Qiao Yu who fell to the ground.
Mi Yuan also rushed over, but the old man danced his cane like a tiger, and for a moment he was one against two and he didn't lose!
However, the screams of the black shadow on the altar became more and more shrill, and the old man's face became more and more anxious.
After knocking Qiao Yu to the ground with another crutch, he rushed towards Mi Yuan. The top priority was to return the sacrifice of Mi Yuan to the altar!
But at this moment, the old man suddenly screamed miserably!
The big yellow dog took advantage of his unpreparedness and bit the old man on the shoulder, just like it bit Mi Yuan before.
Qiao Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He let the big yellow dog hide in the shadow just to wait for this opportunity, and he quickly got up.
The crutch in the old man's hand hit the big yellow dog desperately.
However, the big yellow dog had long been turned into an undead creature by Qiao Yu, and had no fear of death or pain.
It bit the old man tightly, and there was a heartbreaking sound of bone cracking. It was obvious that the old man's shoulder blade was cracked by the big yellow dog.
Mi Yuan seized the opportunity and stabbed the old man in the abdomen with a sword, causing the old man to scream again.
He stepped back continuously, raised his hands to grab the big yellow dog, and tore the big yellow dog in half with a pop.
Thick dog blood spread all over his face. At this time, the old man looked more and more ferocious, like a Shura crawling out of hell.
"Why do you want to kill me? You're talking nonsense!"
The old man cursed with a ferocious expression.
"I will sacrifice all of you to the evil spirits so that you will never be reincarnated forever!"
"Oh? Is that really the case?"
Qiao Yu's cold voice sounded behind the old man, and before the old man could react, a fist with a finger-tiger hit his waist.
"Crit! -1080!"
Seeing the bloody fist that penetrated his lower abdomen, the old man was stunned.
The low-level players he paid the least attention to turned out to be the ones who posed the greatest threat to him.
If Qiao Yu hadn't manipulated the big yellow dog to gain his trust and suddenly snatch Mi Yuan away while he was sacrificing, he would have succeeded in sacrificing her now.
"Who are you?" The old man stared at Qiao Yu with wide eyes, filled with unwillingness.
"I am your father."
Qiao Yu curled her lips and threw the old man's body to the ground.
There was blood foam coming out of the old man's mouth, he kept coughing, and he saw that the air was coming in more and the air coming out was less.
But a pair of vicious eyes were still staring at Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu secretly thought that he was lucky. If the old man hadn't underestimated the enemy and given him a chance, he might not know what the current situation would be like.
"So you are not a Lakekeeper at all, but a player like us? Then what is going on with this ancient house of Soul Purifier? And what is the altar?"
Mi Yuan asked the old man.
"Haha, you don't think you are sure to win, do you?"
Even now, the old man still didn't panic at all. He sneered and closed his eyes.
"Since you don't want to say anything, then just go and die."
Mi Yuan frowned, raised her broad sword and slashed at the old man's neck.
"Stop! Otherwise I will kill this woman right away."
A gloomy voice sounded behind Mi Yuan, and the passage that had just been closed by the old man was reopened at some point.
Cao Shao, who was covered in wounds, escorted Qin Qianxue down the stairs, his knife still on Qin Qianxue's white neck.
Wu Chengfu, who was walking behind, was holding a petite unconscious figure in his hand, and when he looked closely, it was Tang Lan.
Qiao Yu couldn't help but frowned. How could this woman Tang Lan be captured alive by Wu Chengfu?