At night in this small town, the cold wind of the night is mixed with cold snow.
The harsh cold wind was blowing, and the people living there were wearing quite thick clothes.
At night, the temperature drops significantly, and no one wants to walk outside.
These cold winds blow on people's cheeks, like knives, making them feel painful.
Lin Xiaofeng and Jingshui were resting in a warm house.
It was still early at this time, and neither Lin Xiaofeng nor Jing Shui felt sleepy.
It is quite warm in the house. There is a heating device here, and the temperature in the house is quite high.
Lin Xiaofeng sat on the chair, feeling a little restless all the time. Even when he was lying on the bed, he could not fall asleep tossing and turning.
It feels like something dangerous is about to happen.
Lin Xiaofeng is not unfamiliar with this feeling, and can even be said to be quite familiar with it.
Jingshui sat on the chair next to her. She made a cup of coffee for Lin Xiaofeng. In her eyes, she also saw Lin Xiaofeng's rather anxious look: "Xiaofeng, what's wrong?"
Lin Xiaofeng frowned: "I can't tell, I always feel like something is going to happen. Could it be that the Twelve Apostles are chasing me?"
Speaking of this, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but shook his head.
At this time, Jing Shui cannot say that his strength has been completely restored, but he also has a certain fighting capacity.
If Hong Feng came, he might have to join forces with Jing Shui to kill him.
As for Nan Yue and second senior brother Lu Yuanqing, Lin Xiaofeng didn't think they would come after him.
What is going on.
Lin Xiaofeng was still deep in thought.
Suddenly, the window of the hotel was broken, and two figures jumped in from the outside.
Lin Xiaofeng sensed the danger, and the Demon Sword and the Skyfall Demon Sword instantly appeared in his hand.
Jing Shui also reacted extremely quickly, and the Weak Water Sword was in his hand in an instant.
The window was broken, and the cold wind from outside blew in, causing the temperature inside the house to drop rapidly.
These two people were wearing black robes, but their skin was blue and purple.
The two of them rushed forward at this time.
"Who."
The demon sword in Lin Xiaofeng's hand swept across, and these two people couldn't even hide much.
Lin Xiaofeng directly created two long gaps in their chests.
But these two people also took advantage of the situation and held Lin Xiaofeng firmly.
What a lot of strength!
Lin Xiaofeng was shocked.
After these two people held him down, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't break free.
Bang bang!
Jing Shui on the side took action quickly.
Kicked these two people away.
Only then did Lin Xiaofeng stand up from the ground.
Then, Lin Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes, looked at the two people, and said in surprise: "Withered corpse?"
The flesh in the wounds of these two people was sallow, without any blood, and no drop of donated blood came out.
Thinking of the appearance of these two people just now, Lin Xiaofeng immediately thought of something like a dead corpse.
Jingshui looked at Lin Xiaofeng in confusion.
Lin Xiaofeng's face darkened and he said: "Things like dead corpses are very difficult to deal with, so hurry up and leave."
After saying that, Lin Xiaofeng took Jing Shui's hand and jumped out of the window.
This is only the third floor. For ordinary people, of course, they would not dare to jump, but for Lin Xiaofeng, there is no problem.
Lin Xiaofeng and Jingshui landed on a car below.
A dent was punched into the roof of the car.
There was also a shrill siren coming from the car.
At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng noticed that on this street, there were dozens of figures dressed the same as the two withered corpses before.
After Lin Xiaofeng came out, these figures all rushed towards Lin Xiaofeng.
"Fuck, who has such a big arm to create so many dead corpses to play with?" Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but curse.
These dead corpses are not ordinary things. It is extremely difficult to cultivate one. There are so many dead corpses here.
Lin Xiaofeng knew the seriousness of the matter, and he hurriedly read: "Xuanhuang Jue of Heaven and Earth, Xuanzi Jue!"
After finishing reciting, his body burst into flames.
The blood in Lin Xiaofeng's body also boiled, as if he was jumping for joy.
Powerful vigor burst out from Lin Xiaofeng's body.
He slashed at the withered corpse rushing in front with his knife.
With a pop, the head of the withered corpse was sliced off by Lin Xiaofeng.
But the corpse's hands still firmly grasped Lin Xiaofeng's arm.
Lin Xiaofeng struggled several times, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free of these arms.
"Oh shit."
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but curse.
Fortunately, Jing Shui next to him also took action quickly, and the weak water sword in his hand was extremely sharp, making a puff sound.
The hands of the withered corpse were cut off.
Lin Xiaofeng was finally able to move and kicked the body in the chest.
The withered corpse on the roof took a few steps back and fell to the ground.
It's just that a meat bag is rapidly growing on the neck of this dead corpse.
The same is true for the hands, which actually re-grow the body and hands automatically.
Lin Xiaofeng forcefully pulled off the two palms holding him.
When he saw the withered corpse, he wasn't too surprised.
Things like withered corpses are extremely difficult to kill, and they are extremely powerful, with extremely amazing speed and strength.
At this time, he and Jing Shui were already surrounded by this group of corpses.
These withered corpses rushed towards them with expressionless faces.
Lin Xiaofeng and Jing Shui joined forces and easily drove away these corpses one by one.
But these guys are not afraid of death, and they will not die.
Too bad.
Lin Xiaofeng secretly thought that it was not good.
If they continue fighting like this, these corpses won't even need to exhaust their strength.
As long as there is a slight chance, a group of dead corpses will rush towards them, and the powerful strength of these guys will be able to completely hold them down.
We have to find a way to break through.
Lin Xiaofeng opened his mouth and read: "The spirit performs ghost magic and comforts the body. The souls in the four directions are all ghosts and mysterious beings."
Boom, a huge ghost general rose from behind Lin Xiaofeng.
The ghost general held Fang Tian's painted halberd majestically and struck towards the left side of Lin Xiaofeng and Jingshui.
These dead corpses don't hide either.
He was directly hit by Fang Tian's painted halberd.
There were even many dead corpses turned into minced meat.
Scattered all over the place.
But these pieces of flesh are also healing at an extremely fast speed.
"Fuck, hurry up and leave."
Lin Xiaofeng said hurriedly, and then he took Jing Shui's hand and ran out using the path carved by the ghost general.
Although the speed of this group of corpses is fast, it is not able to match the speed of the two of them.
Soon, the two of them got rid of the group of corpses.
As soon as the two ran, they covered a long distance.
The two of them hid in a dark alley. Lin Xiaofeng looked back and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no corpses were chasing him.