Chapter 15 Chapter Fifteen

Everyone felt a stench of corpses blowing towards their faces, they were all terrified, they hurriedly dodged, each took out their weapons, and prepared to fight. What Wu Zhen used was the Pohun Duo, what Tang Zhen used was to tap acupuncture points, Wang Xiaohu held two mountain rulers in his hands, and Cui Zheng held something similar to a soul-calling banner.Yan Tieshan's hands were still clasped in his sleeves, and the five of them all looked focused, staring at Baisha without blinking.Suddenly the candle in the distance went out instantly, and it was pitch black again, and everyone was even more astonished.

I saw that Bai Sha sat up straight, looked coldly at the Wang Dwarf Tiger who was facing her in front of him, swished, stretched his arms forward, and rushed over like lightning.That Bai Sha's five fingers hooked together, with a fishy wind, he went straight into Wang Xiaohu's face. Shocked, Wang Xiaohu squatted down, protecting his face with a measuring stick in his hand.The corpse mastiff leaped up, opened its mouth wide, and bit the Bai Sha's throat. That Baisha seemed to be quite afraid of the corpse mastiff, he missed a hit, his figure swayed, and then floated to the distance, the corpse mastiff was chasing after him, the Baisha and the corpse mastiff blinked Disappeared in the darkness.Everyone took a breath and was about to speak when they suddenly heard a sinister sneer coming from the entrance of the cave in the distance.The voice was sharp and piercing, but it sounded very familiar.

Chuannan Wuyi roamed the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and he stole eight hundred tombs if not one thousand. He never saw so many zombies and rice dumplings in his life. He was only afraid of ghosts, not people. Wu Zhen shouted sharply: "Who is it?" That voice said sadly: "Wu Xiucai, can't you even hear the voice of your seventh master?" Wu Zhen sighed and said: "It turns out to be Iron Foot Seven." He snorted again and said: "Unexpectedly, the dignified Patriarch who moved the mountain and his disciples would also play tricks. Are you afraid of losing the reputation of the Patriarch who moved the mountain?"

A torch was lit in the distance, and under the light of the fire, a very tall and thin figure came from the entrance of the cave, with a long horse face, it was Iron Foot Seven. With a grin on his face, Iron Foot walked over step by step, holding a torch in his hand.Suddenly he heard a loud voice behind Tie Jiaoqi saying: "Lao Qi, who are some friends, introduce me." Tie Jiaoqi slightly turned sideways, only to see a fleshy ball rolling out from behind him. Wang Xiaohu was already short and fat enough, but the man behind Tie Jiao Qi was even shorter and fatter than him.Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but look at him more.

The meatball man stared and said angrily: "Fatty man, what are you looking at? Do you think I'm short?" Wang Xiaohu couldn't help laughing, and said: "That's right, I just want to see who is taller between us." The meatball man was furious, and I didn't see how he moved. Suddenly, his whole body flew up like lightning, and flew in front of Wang Xiaohu. , whoosh and retreated again.There was a distance of six or seven zhang between the two, it was unexpected that the fat man was so agile, he came and went faster. Wang Xiaohu's face was burning hot, he opened his mouth and spat fiercely on the ground, cursing: "Fuck me, I can see that you can't do it, the lightness kung fu is quite good. What's your name, we know each other."

Tiejiaqi took a sip and said, "You deserve it?" Wu Zhen whispered: "This fat man is Luo Yuhu, the fifth disciple of Patriarch Qianshan." Tang Zhen nodded, and said in a low voice: "Today we are facing the enemy, we have to fight to the death." Suddenly Cui Zheng handed over a small porcelain bottle and said in a low voice, "Smear on your forehead." Cui Zhengsu didn't like to talk, he only spoke as a last resort, and every word he said was concise.What can be expressed in two words, never use the third word. The other four justices in southern Sichuan have been with him for a long time, and they understand what he means by asking everyone to smear a little on their foreheads.Although he didn't know his intention, he still wiped a little bit on his forehead according to his words.The contents of that bottle were like oil, very cold, but with a strange smell, which was indescribably unpleasant.

The four stood in front, Cui Zheng slowly moved to the white coffin, flicked his right fingertips, and something flew into the coffin. Tie Jiaoqi coughed, and said: "Wu Xiucai, my senior brother passed on my master's decree, as long as you hand over the Kaishan Pharmacopoeia honestly, the past will not be investigated. My master is very generous, and I will spare you Death penalty, ahem!" Tie Jiaoqi was obviously out of breath when he spoke, as if his injury hadn't healed. Wu Zhen smiled slightly, not saying yes or no, thinking secretly in his heart: This iron foot seven has not healed from the injury, and his kung fu is 20% off. There is at most one and a half people over there. No matter how good Luo Yuhu's martial arts are, he is no match Four hands, the hungry tiger is still afraid of the pack of wolves, no matter how the five people on my side can fight together, it is uncertain who will win.

Seeing that Wu Zhen smiled and did not answer, Tie Jiaoqi said angrily, "Wu Xiucai, are you going to pay or not?" Wu Zhen blinked and said with a smile, "What do you pay?" Luo Yuhu, who was guarding the side, was impatient for a long time. With a tiger roar, his body rushed forward, and his palms struck like a storm. Wu Zhen waved his hands to break the soul, Wang Xiaohu raised the measuring stick, Tang Zhen danced to tap the acupuncture points, and retreated while fighting. Luo Yuhu was in front, Iron Foot Qi was behind, the two of them pressed on tightly, Wu Zhen and the others slowly retreated to the white coffin, and three feet behind them they reached the wall of the tomb.

Luo Yuhu sneered and said, "Where are you going to escape?!" The offensive in his hand was getting tighter and tighter. Before he knew it, Luo Yuhu had come to the white coffin.Suddenly his eyes dimmed, and the black devil suddenly sat up, its palms were like hooks, and it viciously grabbed Luo Yuhu's throat. Luo Yuhu was terrified, and raised his hands, intending to push Heisha's arm away.But he felt that Heisha's hands were tightly clenched, and his throat seemed to be bound by an iron hoop, unable to move. That Heisha had a beard with roots like iron, and a pair of dead fish-like eyes were fixed on Luo Yuhu.Heisha opened his mouth, bared two canine teeth, and bit Luo Yuhu's throat.Luo Yuhu only felt a stench coming towards his face, and secretly groaned in his heart. In a crisis, he turned his left hand and held Heisha's chin firmly.

Heisha tightened his hands tightly, and Luo Yuhu's face gradually turned pale. Tie Jiaoqi no longer cared about chasing and killing Chuannan Wuyi, and rushed to rescue Luo Yuhu with a knife in his right hand. Tie Jiaoqi came behind Heisha, "slashed Huashan with all his might" with a knife in his hand, and slashed at Heisha viciously. That Heisha didn't realize it, his eyes were dull, and his hands continued to exert force. Chuannan Wuyi, who was hiding behind the coffin, also watched frighteningly. No one would have expected that this Heisha was invulnerable to swords and guns. It was really terrifying.Wu Zhen asked in a low voice: "Third Brother, it seems that Heisha can't see us."

Cui Zheng said in a low voice: "We put corpse oil on our foreheads to cover the human breath on our bodies, so that Heisha can't smell it." Tie Jiaoqi slashed wildly with the knife in his hands.Luo Yuhu was still blushing from being strangled by Heisha.In a critical situation, Luo Yuhu didn't know where the supernatural power came from. He only heard a tiger roar, and pushed forward with his right hand.This palm forcibly sent that Heisha flying!