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Chapter 160 Battle against Niutou

Several tattooed skeletons discussed it and immediately started taking action. The dark skeletons merged into the shadows and moved in the direction that had been explored long ago.

In underground caves, the skill of blending into shadows is very useful. The undead are originally hidden, and after blending into the shadows, they become even more hidden. Moreover, there is a lack of light in the cave and there are shadows everywhere, which makes it easier for the dark skeletons to act.

The demonized tauren had just fought a battle with the undead and killed a team of undead skeletons who wanted to ambush him. There were broken bones scattered around him, including more than twenty undead skeletons and a dozen skeletal beasts.

Wisps of soul fire were sucked into the body along with his breathing. The demonized tauren felt the constant changes in his body, with surprise in his eyes. Suddenly his expression disappeared, and he turned to look into the darkness. He felt as if a line of sight fell on him.

.

Undead?

The tauren restrained his breath, clenched the oversized machete in his hand, and walked toward the darkness vigilantly. He scratched the dark place twice with the knife. He didn't touch anything, and no undead suddenly jumped out. He frowned and looked at the dark place.

After taking two steps back, I clearly felt the prying eyes, but why was there nothing?

Could it be that I feel wrong?

In the shadow cast by the cave wall, the dark skeleton shrank back inside to hide itself better. He didn't expect the demonized tauren to be so vigilant. He just took a look and was discovered.

Fortunately, he was hidden in the darkness and the other party could not discover his true whereabouts.

The appearance of the demonized tauren in front of me is very different from that of other demonized tauren. The normal height of the demonized tauren is close to 3 meters, but usually does not exceed that. But the one in front of me is estimated to be 3.5 meters tall and has a small build.

Stronger.

His skin was gray, the gray of rock, covered with blue and black blood vessels, swollen as if there were earthworms under the skin, and a pair of horns bent backwards.

The Dark Skeleton switched to the perspective of the breath of life. Seeing the breath of life on his body that looked like a blazing fire, he nodded, it was him.

He dived into the darkness again, and the dark skeleton left silently.

gone?

The demonized tauren turned his head and looked towards the darkness, where the dark skeleton was just now.

Although he failed to force the dark skeleton out, he was sure that someone was watching him. As a demonized creature, he believed in his sixth sense and intuition, which saved him many times.

It wasn't until just now that he felt the eyes that had been staring at him move away, and vaguely, a breath also faded away at the same time.

What on earth is that thing? Is it an undead or something?

The demonized tauren felt something bad in his heart. No matter what it was, it was not easy to deal with. He had to leave quickly.

The Dark Skeleton came to the other four Marked Skeletons and told them what they saw. The original plan was to act, and the five Skeletons walked in the direction of the Demonized Tauren.

That line of sight appears again!

The demonized tauren walking in the passage tightened his heart, stopped, and looked around vigilantly. This time it was no longer a simple observation. He felt murderous intent. Is the other party planning to attack?

Kaka.

A slight noise sounded from the darkness ahead, and the demonized tauren's ears twitched.

They were undead, four of them, including a very tall guy holding a heavy object.

He was certain that there were definitely undead in front of him, because when the undead walked, the sound of their feet rubbing against the ground was different from that of demonized creatures like them. The friction sound was very obvious.

In the darkness, a figure slowly emerged and stood in front of him.

It was an undead. Different from the undead that I had killed before, the figure in front of me was extremely tall. Although there was a big difference in height according to me, compared to other fragile undead, it was really tall. Moreover, this guy's

The weapons were actually shields, two thick shields.

Defensive undead?

The demonized tauren pondered in his mind and raised his knife. If it was just such an undead, then he wouldn't care. He was confident that he could be solved with two swords. But the voice he just heard told him that there was not one opponent, but four.

Sure enough, after the tall undead appeared, three more figures came out. These three figures were obviously not as domineering as the previous undead, but they also looked different from the other undead.

when!

The two large shields closed together, and the physical undead stood in front of the demonized tauren, taking a defensive posture.

The demonized tauren was too lazy to talk nonsense. Their demonized creatures and undead were now mortal enemies. There was no need to talk nonsense when they met. The fight was over. He held a machete and went straight to the undead. He lay down with both hands and made a cross cut.

The sharp blade rubbed against the surface of the shield, cutting deeply into it and almost cutting the shield into two pieces. However, after experiencing a series of blows, the shield was still able to defend itself.

Before the demonized tauren could put away the knife, the violent skeleton erupted with blood-red light. He didn't know where to take out the knife, jumped up and slashed at the arm of the demonized tauren that was holding the knife.

Judging from the driver, the Violent Skeleton planned to cut off his arm with an axe, once and for all. Without his arm, no matter how strong the demonized tauren was, it would be useless.

The demonized tauren seemed to have expected it. He sheathed the knife and immediately changed his moves. The machete flipped flexibly in his hand and was lifted upwards, just in time to block the violent skeleton's axe.

The blades of the ax intersected with each other without making any sound. The machete's blade seemed to have cut into plasticine. If the violent skeleton hadn't had the wisdom to put the ax away quickly, the machete would have cut off a section of it.

While the undead retracted the axe, the demonized tauren's sword turned again, blocking it at his side.

when!

The small hammer of the Power Skeleton hit the blade, and the demonized tauren knocked it outward hard. Not only did the small hammer fly away, but it also hit the Power Skeleton, knocking him away with it.

After taking a few steps back, the demonized tauren stood with his sword in hand. The confrontation just now made him understand that the undead in front of him had some fighting ability, but there was no need to be afraid. It was still unclear who would win.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Power Skeleton hit the wall and shattered on the ground. It quickly got up again. The Violent Skeleton raised its ax in front of its eyes and looked at it.

There was a deep incision on it, and he was so angry that he was cursing and jumping up and down.

In just such a moment, the shield of the physical skeleton has actually recovered, and there is no trace of the fact that it was almost cut into two pieces by the knife. As he grows, the recovery speed also increases.

The demonized tauren's heart froze, and he quickly stepped forward and slashed at the shield again. Just when the knife was about to land on the shield, he suddenly turned around and swung it out sideways.

A black shadow was cut into two pieces, and then fought with the Violent Skeleton and the Power Skeleton. The Speed ​​Skeleton, which wanted to make a sneak attack, grabbed its lower body, climbed out with one hand, and tried to leave the battlefield.

He didn't expect that he was so unlucky and had a bad start. As soon as he joined the battle, he was chopped down by someone. He cut him in two cleanly, and he didn't even touch the edge of the person.

The battle officially started, and the five tattooed skeletons and the demonized tauren fought together.

The demonized tauren had the upper hand, but they were still unable to completely kill any of the marked skeletons. Their resurrection and growth abilities were too advantageous. If these were other demonized creatures, they would have died long ago.

I don’t know what kind of material the machete is made of. It’s extremely sharp. Only the shield of the undead can withstand it. Any other weapons or undead themselves will be cut open if they touch it. The demonized tauren itself can’t be blocked.

Normally, this guy is not only tall and strong, he also has magical abilities. He can control rocks to form armor defense on the surface of his body, or he can control rocks to form giant fists to hit the undead.

The five undead with seals were caught in a bitter fight. Their weapons could not cause effective damage to the demonized tauren wearing rock armor, and they had to be careful with the opponent's machete, for fear that one of them would accidentally cut his head in half.

Then you really can't be resurrected.

As the fighting time increased, the Demonized Tauren felt something was wrong. These guys were all getting stronger, one by one, they were all getting stronger!

What he experienced the most was the undead carrying the shield. At the beginning, his broadsword could easily cut into the opponent's shield, and even almost cut the shield into two pieces. This was still the result of not trying his best, but now,

When he slashed at the shield, it was blocked by the khaki halo. Even with all his strength, he could only leave a shallow slash.

The demonized tauren was secretly frightened. His sword was not simple. It was forged from special materials and had been enchanted by a shaman. It was almost indestructible. In normal battles, it could easily cut off the enemy's weapon.

When the opponent's mind was shaken, he killed the opponent by the way, but now, he was actually blocked by the shield!

And what is that khaki halo that blocks the machete?

Is it some kind of magic shield, or is this shield also enchanted?

But no matter what the reason is, this shield is getting stronger and stronger, almost to the point where he can't cut it at all. The undead carrying the shield can be in front of him at critical moments every time, and he will kill him.

A companion is like a moving wall.

In addition to the shield undead, other undead are also evolving. The one holding the ax is much stronger than at the beginning, and the blood-colored aura on his body is constantly rising, wrapping him up like a blazing flame.

He is becoming more and more violent, whether it is speed, strength, or agility, are constantly improving, the ax in his hand has also changed from one to two, and with the battle, it has become larger and sharper.

When an ax hits the armor, it no longer only cuts off a few pieces of soil, but can directly peel off a piece of it.

And the guy carrying the hammer has also changed a lot. Not only he has grown taller, the hammer in his hand has changed from a one-handed hammer to a long-handled two-handed hammer, and the hammer head has also changed from being smaller than a fist to a human head.

The size, especially the strength, made him feel nothing at first when the hammer hit him, but now that it was hit, he felt like his internal organs were being impacted.

The one who ran fast grew the slowest and was the least threatening. Not only did he not grow taller, his bones became much thinner and his speed increased. However, his attack power was insufficient and the knife on his body could not damage his stone armor.

The last and most sinister one is the undead hiding in the shadows. Most of the thoughts of the demonized tauren are focused on this guy, because he can always seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack at the most unexpected moment.

Several wounds were almost all caused by him.

The Marked Undead are getting stronger and stronger, putting great pressure on the demonized tauren. He has a faint intention of retreating, but now he wants to retreat, but the Marked Skeleton doesn't want him to retreat. What a good way to sharpen the knife.

Shi, they wish they could keep fighting like this. They give full marks to this wave of growth.

The demonized tauren is riding a tiger and cannot get off. He has no choice but to retreat even if he wants to, otherwise he will kill the undead in front of him, or else he will be killed by the undead.

Damn it, if I had known there were such difficult beings among the undead, I should have formed a team!

He already regretted it in his heart, so he could only choose to summon his companions.

Swinging the sword vigorously, he drove away the violent skeleton and the strength skeleton. The demonized tauren took out the police whistle and blew it hard while taking the damage from the speed skeleton.

This kind of whistle is made of the bones of demonized beasts. Its sound is extremely sharp and can be heard far in underground passages.

While blowing the whistle, he continued to fight the tattooed skeleton.

After blowing four or five times, an echo finally came from the passage, and a team of demonized creatures came to support.

What came over was a team of 10 people, and the leader was also a demonized tauren.

"Danita? How could it be you? Did you blow the police whistle?" The demonized tauren who rushed to support said in surprise when they saw the demonized tauren who had just driven back the undead and retreated in front of them.

"Huh, Beniel, be careful, these guys are not normal." Danita, who was very tired after fighting with the Undead with Marks for a long time, panted as she knew them.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Beniel, is this the strong man you are talking about? Can't even handle 4 undead?" A ratman in the 10-man team looked at the patterns gathered in front of him.

Imprinting the bones, he couldn't help but sarcastically said.

He was extremely disdainful. Beniel had boasted in front of them more than once about how powerful Danita was. In Beniel's words, Danita was almost deified, as if the God of War descended to earth. What a man.

Killing people, killing Buddhas, no one can match him, and then... he was stopped by five skeletons, and was even forced to blow a whistle for help.

Well, strictly speaking, what Bennier said is right. After all, the undead are not considered human beings, right?

But this doesn't stop the rat people from despising Danita.

Danita turned her head and looked at the rat man, and when she saw that it was a rat man who was no taller than her own legs, she snorted coldly: "The weakest undead here can kill you in an instant."

"Come on, I still don't know about the undead? I've killed several of them. Just watch, and I'll kill another one for you to see." The rat man was stimulated by Danita, and he suddenly got a little excited, holding the other's hands with both hands.

With the scimitar on his back, he crouched down and sprinted towards the undead with the mark.

"Don't……"

"ah!"

Beniel knew that Danita disdained telling lies. Since he said that the undead in front of him was not simple, then the undead in front of him must be very dangerous. He wanted to stop the rat man who was getting carried away, but in the end he was a step too slow.

People are fast, but the undead opposite are faster!

He saw a white figure passing by the Rat Man. The Rat Man immediately let out a scream, and then the figure turned back and took away the Rat Man's head.

The headless corpse fell to the ground with a plop, and the dead ratman couldn't pull it out even with his two swords.

Seeing this scene, the demonized creatures were stunned. Although the Rat Man was mean-mouthed, arrogant and annoying, it had to be said that the Rat Man had the capital to be aggressive. He was fast, especially when he drew his sword instantly and took advantage of his speed.

, he can cut people in half easily, and it works repeatedly.

But such a rat man who relies on speed to make a living actually lost in terms of speed. When he met him, he lost his life and couldn't even pull out his knife.

They didn't believe that they underestimated the enemy. The Rat Man was the most cunning. What he said was done by his hands was completely different. Don't look at what he said about looking down on the undead in front of him, but when fighting, the Rat Man

He was definitely 100% careful, so his death can only prove one thing, that is, the undead opposite is really strong!

The speed undead returned to the physical undead, tossed the head in his hand, and threw it aside. He had just fought. He had no advantage against Danita. After all, his speed and knife were severely restrained by the stone armor.

He was just holding back his anger, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually send someone to deliver it. In this case, he would accept the head.


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