The first thousand nine hundred and sixty-eight chapters
Boom - the stalagmites full of cracks collapsed, and stones of various sizes rushed towards Xu Qing. He did not dodge or dodge, but just rushed forward with his sword. It was more than enough to resist these stones with his body-protecting energy. I will never stop because of this small change.
The drought demon is different from ordinary zombies. It no longer bothers to use its physical instincts to fight. Since it has gained wisdom, it has begun to regard itself as a human being, a smart person, and must use wisdom to win the battle.
Cheating and kidnapping is just a process, and success is the result. Hanba is an old zombie that values results. Facing an ancient warrior like Xu Qing, it still refuses to violate the oath it has made. If it wants to be a real human being one day, it will start from now on. You must know how to use wisdom. Those who work hard will govern others, and those who work hard will govern others. This principle is very simple. You still have to "eat your brains" to be a human being. The value of wisdom is much higher than physical strength.
Xu Qing now positions himself as an outright reckless man. At the same time, he also prefers this fighting method, hitting an iron pile with a hammer and hitting the hard one head-on.
Hanba likes to use his wisdom to win, while Xu Qing likes to fight head-on. As a result, they chase each other and run away in circles around the cave.
Xu Qing originally thought that his feet were fast enough, but he didn't expect that the old zombie in front of him was a little faster than him. The guy above was very familiar with the terrain in the cave. No matter how fast he stepped, he was always thrown five meters away. In a moment of panic, He shook his hand and threw the Long Yuan sword.
Whoosh! The Longyuan Sword turned into a stream of blue light and shot towards the Hanbao's back. Unexpectedly, this guy's foot did not lose momentum. The tip of the sword moved away as soon as it touched its back. It slid away several feet with a chirping sound, without even scratching the oily skin. Lose.
Hanbao suddenly turned around with his heels as the axis, and took the Longyuan Sword in his palm with his backhand. His feet flew out several meters away like a fully stretched bow string. The distance between the two people instantly widened, and this guy said Jie Jie smiled strangely: "What a dagger, thank you!" He didn't run away after getting a sharp dagger. He stood there with his head tilted and looked at Xu Qing with a half-smile, playing with it in his hands. Wearing a newly acquired dagger.
Xu Qing's expression changed suddenly. He hurriedly reached out and groped around his waist, and caught a rather textured object. When he lifted it up, he saw that it was a jade talisman. By some mistake, he lost the Long Yuan Sword. He originally wanted to wear it with two fists. Playing again, I didn’t expect that I made a mistake while I was busy and touched such a thing.
By the way! This thing seems to be called the Corpse Control Talisman, but I just don’t know how to use it? Xu Qing weighed the jade talisman in his hand, gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, "Paralyzed, no matter what he is, it will always be useless if you smash it" Wrong. Thinking of this, he clasped the jade pendant in his palm and walked towards Hanba with a sullen face, but he didn't notice that the soul ring on his fingertips exuded strands of ink-like black energy, lingering on the surface of the jade pendant in his palm.
The Daoling Corpse Control Talisman is the most precious treasure of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and the Soul Ring is the legendary Thirteen Sacred Artifacts of the Vampire Clan. These two unrelated things have one thing in common. They are both used to restrain the undead, and the Vampire Clan also Well, zombies, both of these creatures are called the undead. Of course, the real undead do not exist. It might be more appropriate to change them to the undead.
Hanbao seemed to be emboldened with the Long Yuan Sword in his hand. Seeing Xu Qing walking slowly, he raised the dagger in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword at the tip of the visitor's nose, and said in a cold voice: "Little guy, this is my old man's house." If you are wise, get out of here immediately, otherwise I will let this dagger drink the blood of its former owner."
Xu Qing took a few steps forward with the zombie talisman in his hand, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you Hanba, the king of zombies?" He had never seen Hanba, but he inferred from the various abilities displayed by the old zombie in front of him that the old zombie
Probably the legendary King of Zombies.
The sword in Han Bao's hand pointed slightly downward, from the tip of his nose to his chest, and said coldly: "I am not the king of zombies, and I don't want to hurt anyone. If you deliberately want to die, I can make it happen. I haven't done it for a long time."
I have tasted the blood of ancient warriors, and the taste is so memorable now that I think about it!"
Xu Qing already knew in his heart that this thin old man was most likely the legendary King of Zombies, but he didn't say it out loud. He clasped the corpse-controlling talisman tightly in his hand and walked a few steps forward, staring at Hanba opposite him.
He shouted in a deep voice: "Dream, don't think that you can win with certainty if you take away the Long Yuan Sword. I have so many useful tools that I don't care about a short sword."
He said he didn't care about the Long Yuan Sword, but in his heart he couldn't let go of the dagger for a moment. This sword carried so many memories for him, like an old friend who was about to leave and couldn't part with him.
Hanbao didn't seem to believe what he said, he raised the Longyuan Sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Yes, my old man happens to not have any weapons at hand. Since you don't care, I will accept it and simply take the scabbard from your waist."
Give it to me as well."
Xu Qing gritted his teeth with hatred. He wished he could rush forward and chop this shameless old zombie alive. He clenched his palms subconsciously, and the jade talisman struck his palms. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and the corners of his mouth raised a faint arc.
, said calmly: "Okay, isn't it just a scabbard? That's it for you. Once the things are done, let's have a good fight!" After saying that, he took off the soft leather scabbard from his waist and pinched it with the jade talisman.
, the arm shook, and the sword wrapped in the jade talisman flew towards Hanba like a shooting star.
There was a hint of joy on Old Hanbao's face. He held the sword in his right hand and reached out to grab the flying scabbard with his left hand. The moment he took hold of the Long Yuan Sword, he already knew that this short sword was not ordinary. Every warrior would like to have a magic weapon.
Close by, zombies like Drought are no exception. The scabbard flies by and it reaches out to grab it without thinking.
Bang! The scabbard was firmly grasped by a skinny palm. Hanba felt a little proud, and a faint smile appeared on his old face. Bang! There was a muffled sound from the palm of his hand, and then a wisp of white mist came from between his fingers.
Spewing out, the white mist instantly condensed into a pure white ribbon in the air, winding around in the air like a spiritual snake, and wrapped around the old zombie's shoulders in the blink of an eye.
"Not good!" Hanbao exclaimed, shaking his hands and trying to throw away this weird scabbard, but he soon found that there was no way to break free from the ribbon made of white mist. It struggled with all its strength, but the force gushed out from between its fingers.
Instead, there are more and more white mist ribbons, wrapping around it. If a few are broken, more will soon be replaced...
Xu Qing, who was not far away, saw the old zombie holding the scabbard and standing there trembling stupidly. His body kept twisting and turning, as if he was caught in some kind of endless struggle. In surprise, the clairvoyant eyes moved around it.
After sweeping through it, I found that ribbons of mist rose from the surface of the jade talisman and quickly wrapped around it. The strange thing is that these things can easily break free with the power of zombies, but why does it stand with a painful look on its face?
Struggling in place?
No matter what, capture this guy first and then make plans! Thoughts flashed in Xu Qing's mind, and he made a sliding step towards the struggling Hanba.