The skeleton stands in front of the crowd holding a blood-stained sword. It makes a clicking sound when it moves slightly, as if it will fall apart at any time. Its bones are gray, but it shines with a metallic luster, giving people a feeling of incomparable hardness.
, there are black flames beating in the eyes of the cave, which makes people's hair stand on end.
"Did you see it? This is another treasure of mine. It is made from the skeleton of a dead martial artist and mixed with dozens of precious metals. It is strong enough to withstand the slashing of the martial master's real energy. At the same time, I
He also extracted the soul of a martial artist in the martial arts realm and erased his consciousness and sealed it in it. Apart from having no real energy, he is basically a martial arts practitioner in the martial arts realm and can perform moves."
In the void over there, the Shinto monk introduced to everyone with an expression on his face showing off his masterpiece.
After hearing these words, everyone's expressions changed drastically.
Although there are thousands of martial arts practitioners here, there are less than ten strong warriors in the realm of martial arts. Facing such an indestructible monster that knows how to use its moves, most people are unable to resist at all.
What the other party said next made the people present even more desperate. He said in a sinister voice: "I still have ninety of these things! Originally, I wanted to collect ninety-nine of them and seal them in their heads.
It’s a martial art, but it’s a pity that it’s so difficult to find the bones of a martial artist…”
"Next, I'm going to let these little guys I made play with you. Either you dismantle them, or they tear you apart!"
"Haha, isn't it fun? Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you die. I won't waste my flesh and blood. I will let those skeletons absorb your essence and blood to help them grow!"
After saying that, the opponent waved his broad cuffs, and dozens of small dots flew out, rising in the wind. After landing, they turned into skeletons. Some were holding long swords, some were holding long knives, and some were holding long guns.
and axe.
A total of ninety-one skeletons stood, facing everyone, with black flames dancing in their eye sockets, making people feel hairy all over.
Quiet, deathly quiet, facing the group of skeletons in front of them, almost everyone present could not help but feel fear. Before they even fought, they felt the threat of death.
However, in this depressing atmosphere, a strange voice suddenly came to mind.
call out……
An iron lump followed by a long flame flew out from behind the crowd and crashed directly into one of the skeletons.
Boom, the fire flashed, and it exploded.
The soil flew away, leaving a large pit of more than one meter in place. After the smoke passed, the skeleton in place was gone and turned into fragments scattered everywhere.
A skull rolled in front of people. The flames in the eye sockets had been extinguished and were full of cracks.
The atmosphere is very strange. What is going on?
People looked hard at the source.
Bai Yang carried the still smoking rocket launcher and faced everyone's gaze. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, go ahead. I just think he said those skeletons are very strong. I want to try to see if it's true. I can't bear it."
After a shot came, it turns out that it is not indestructible. Don't worry about me, you can continue to play with you."
Everyone is feeling so heavy, can you please stop causing trouble?
A skeleton frame was blasted to pieces by Bai Yang with a rocket launcher. The Shinto demon over there had a distorted expression and looked at Bai Yang gloomily and said: "Interesting boy, it's just a skeleton. I won't feel bad about it. Anyway, there are more than ten here."
Martial Master, I'll kill you and then refine it later. It's you. I think it's over. We can talk about it. For example, where did your strange 'magic weapon' come from? I can buy some and assemble them for my skeletons.
, this idea seems to be quite good!”
The opponent regarded the rocket launcher used by Bai Yang as a magic weapon, and suddenly thought of turning his skeleton soldiers into artillery. It must be said that the Shinto monk's head turned very fast.
"This is very expensive, you probably can't afford it," Bai Yang said with a smile.
"Ha, you all heard it, right? I just said that there is something wrong with this person. Listen, he has made a deal with this monster. Now the evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say?"
He came out to increase his presence and pointed at Bai Yang with a proud look that said, "Don't make excuses."
No one pays attention to this idiot. How long has it been since you were still interested in worrying about this? Besides, Bai Yang doesn’t want to deal with that Shinto monk at all. Think of us as stupid.
"You...!" Facing the silent crowd, Ji Min felt a little embarrassed to get off the stage, his expression was tangled and he didn't know what to do.
Clang!
At this moment, a harsh sound of golden chimes sounded, which was very sudden.
Everyone looked subconsciously and found that Ling Jiao had already stood in front of the group of skeletons, with the long sword in his hand unsheathed.
What he held in his hand was a straight-backed long knife, one and a half meters long, palm-width wide, completely black, even the blade was black, not reflective at all, cold and deep.
Seeing the sword in Ling Jiao's hand, Bai Yang's expression was a little strange. The sword in his hand became wider as it reached the tip. It was basically the black version of the sword in the hand of the League of Legends Sword Master.
"These skeletons sound very powerful, let me try to see if they are true," he said enthusiastically, and walked towards the group of skeletons with a knife in one hand.
There was no fearful expression on his face at all. Instead, he looked like he had found something fun. This made a group of people who were afraid very speechless. Brother, can you be more serious? How about playing? We were so quick if we didn’t look at him.
Have you been played to death?
"Don't go, it's dangerous, let's deal with these skeletons together..." The assertion in the crowd reminded him kindly.
But it was already too late, Ling Jiao was already standing in front of a skeleton.
He walked directly over, faced the skeleton holding a knife in front of him, looked up and down, and saw that he didn't have any moves, so he slashed it with his knife.
In front of everyone's eyes, flames danced in the eye sockets of the skeleton. He raised his arm and swept across it like lightning.
Even though the skeleton frame didn't use its true energy to emit sword light or anything like that, with that simple sweep of the sword, the blade tore through the air and let out an ear-piercing scream. The strong wind blew sand and rocks on the ground, which was extremely sharp.
When it was over, everyone sighed.
Ling Jiao slashed down the 'slow' with one strike, but the sword on the skeleton was as fast as lightning. Everyone thought Ling Jiao was going to be chopped into two pieces.
"This guy is also causing trouble." Bai Yang was stunned. He didn't think that this guy who couldn't be killed by lightning could not deal with a skeleton.
Ling Jiao didn't know what others thought, but when he saw the skeleton in front of him wielding a knife, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
In an instant, the long knife in his hand accelerated and slashed down.
Clang!
With a soft cry, Ling Jiao sheathed his sword and walked back.
On the other hand, the skeleton frame still maintained the action of swinging the knife, but when Ling Jiao turned around, a slight clicking sound came from the skeleton frame.
Then, the skeleton frame that the Shinto demon boasted about was split in half from the middle, and the sword in his hand was also broken into two sections.
It's really two halves, from top to bottom, and if you look carefully, both sides are evenly spaced.
There was total silence, so everyone seemed to have been immobilized.
This guy pretended to be cool when he got the chance. Bai Yang was speechless in his heart, but his skills seemed to be quite good. I was really curious about who his master was and how he could train such an awesome newbie?
In the silent atmosphere, everyone looked at the Shinto demon whose expression was slightly frozen in the void, with a look of doubt on his face, as if to say, are those skeletons really as good as you say?
In the void, the Shinto demon's expression was frozen, with a look of astonishment on his face. He probably did not expect that the atmosphere he had created would be completely destroyed by Bai Yang and Ling Jiao.
Both of them wanted to test whether the skeleton frame was really that powerful. One was blown to pieces, and the other was split in half with a knife. The results were the same, which made people confused.
"Damn it, these two brats who ran out of nowhere can still let people have fun. Come on, kill them all!"
The skeleton that he boasted about how powerful he was was killed in two seconds. The Shinto demon couldn't stand it any longer. He became so angry that he directly ordered the killing!
It's so embarrassing. Obviously what I said is the truth, but these two weirdos jumped out of nowhere.
Ho ho ho... kaka kaka...
After he gave the order, the group of skeletons let out a cold roar. Who knows how a skeleton made a sound, but the fact is that they were roaring.
As soon as the body moved, a group of skeletons holding weapons rushed towards the crowd like an army of the undead, and the wind was strong wherever they passed.
Although the solemn atmosphere before was completely destroyed by Bai Yang and Ling Jiao, there was an inexplicable sense of joy. However, facing a group of skeletons rushing towards them, the people present could not be happy. They felt that their whole bodies were so cold that their souls were about to be frozen.
We are not fools. Of course we can feel the horror of those skeletons. The guy at the beginning is an example.
"Kill, let's all come together, I don't believe you can't deal with a group of skeletons!" Mr. Huang growled with a solemn expression. At some point, a meter-long, bright white metal ruler appeared in his hand. It had scales on it.
The ruler is his weapon.
People with a righteous heart may even have different weapons. The ruler in your hand may not only measure the length, but also the sinisterness of the human heart.
Bai Yang glanced at Mr. Huang one more time, and was about to take out a bunch of rockets and use his mind control to stuff them one by one into the chests of the skeletons and blow them to pieces.
But then he discovered that he had no chance to perform at all.
Ling Jiao might not be able to win back a hundred cows if he pretends to be awesome. As a newbie in the world, he doesn't know how to hide his clumsiness. He directly said with disdain: "Don't be afraid, everyone, it's just a bunch of weird things."
You’re a monster, watch me kill you.”
As he spoke, he turned around abruptly, unsheathed his sword silently, and made the same simple slash.
Buzz!
An invisible blade swept down, and twisted wrinkles appeared in the air.
Hee hee hee hee hee...
The skeletons that rushed over were frozen instantly, and their entire bodies were split into two pieces, starting from the head position, and scattered on the ground.
On the ground, there are cracks several meters long and as wide as a finger, and there is a pile of skeletons, none of which is intact.
A gust of wind blew by, and the scene fell into deathly silence again.
"This is so awesome. Is it okay to pretend to be realistic like this? If you don't give others a chance to show off, they will be hated by others." Bai Yang was tangled in his heart.
Clang…
Ling Jiao put the long sword back into the scabbard, looked up at the Shinto demon over there and said with disappointment: "Is there anything more powerful? These skeletons are too unplayable..."
