The super son-in-law of the female president

Neither Japanese nor Korean.

Could it be that the local dialect of the corner?

Qin Fan glanced at Zuo Feng not far away.

This guy is really awesome, to be able to detect the strangeness here.

And with the enemy's ambush-like attack just now, if it was Qin Fan, he would probably be beaten into a hornet's nest.

Can't see at all.

But Zuo Feng, whether it was just now or now, has been quite calm and calm.

Even in the face of such a weird scene, he didn't panic at all, and he didn't even wrinkle his forehead.

Googoogooo, babble, babble, googoo.

The skeleton soldier squeaked and said something he didn't understand, as if he was warning Qin Fan and Zuo Feng.

Zuo Feng seemed to be able to hear the language of the skeleton soldiers, but only showed a faint smile of disdain.

Then Nan Nan whispered: "Oh? Really? If that's the case, I'd like to see how you let me die without a whole body!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked his right hand holding the long knife tightly.

A gust of knife energy was directly sacrificed from the blade, and across the Huayan slab on the ground, a very fine line was cracked, approaching the skeleton soldier.

In an instant, just in an instant, the skeleton soldier, together with the armor, was cut in half by Zuo Feng's saber energy.

Then scattered in place.

"Knife into shape? So powerful?"

Qin Fan couldn't help but exclaimed.

This skill is obviously beyond his cognition.

This is not scientific at all, and it completely violates the common sense of physics. Even this kind of skill only appears in Niucha's large-scale fantasy TV dramas with ancient costumes, or in novels.

Seeing that the skeleton soldier was dead, Qin Fan hurried to Zuo Feng's side.

Asked in surprise: "Did you hear what he said just now?"

Zuo Feng shook his head: "I don't understand!"

Qin Fan: "..., then you still said that sentence just now."

Zuo Feng: "You don't need to understand some words, you can understand what he means by looking at the other person's eyes!"

Qin Fan subconsciously looked at the skull that was split into two sides in the distance, and there were only two large hollow holes in the empty eye bones.

eyes?Hehe, can the skull see the eyes?

Just as Qin Fan was about to tease him, he noticed that Zuo Feng frowned slightly.

"No! It's not right!"

Zuo Feng yelled, and pushed Qin Fan to the corner.

"Wait until you play by ear, the battle armor will be yours, and the Immortal Sword will be mine!"

Qin Fan: "What?"

Before Qin Fan could react, Zuo Feng rushed back to the center of the hall.

I saw the skeletons and bones scattered on the ground, as well as the tattered armor.

They began to tremble and tremble non-stop.

In the blink of an eye, two or three seconds.

The skeletons, which were originally ruins, were instantly put on broken armor.

One pair two pair three pair.

The 'soldiers' got up from the ground one after another.

They held machetes in their hands, and a faint blue ghost fire flashed in their empty eyes.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Damn it, at this moment, Qin Fan finally understood a word.

Among the skeleton soldiers, two skeletons shouted the word "Kill!"

The other dozen or so skeletons uttered a simple word, but they were quite different, each with its own characteristics.

It really is a local dialect.

Skeleton soldiers in a hall, even with a different accent, shouted in unison: 'Kill! '

It's really weird.

Eight or nine stared at Zuo Feng, and the other three or five stared at Qin Fan.

They seem to be very organized and have a clear division of labor.

It's too late to say.

Before Qin Fan could react.

The soldier standing at the head let out a roar.

As if they had received the order to attack, the other soldiers rushed towards Zuo Feng and Qin Fan frantically.

One of the soldiers was relatively close to Qin Fan.

Qin Fan stared seriously at the skeleton soldiers rushing in front of him.

This kind of bone frame, with its worn-out armor, should not be very effective in combat.

A guy who walks a little unsteadily, there is no need to retreat from the beginning!

Thinking of this, Qin Fan picked up a machete from the ground without saying a word.

Raise your hand.

His face changed slightly.

Nima, this machete must weigh at least two or three hundred catties.

so heavy?
But Qin Fan just muttered something in his heart.

Because the current situation no longer allowed him to think too much.

The middle stage of the Ninth Level of Ningjing is not practiced in vain. It is not a problem if you want to use a machete of two or three hundred catties.

In an instant, the skeleton soldier appeared in front of Qin Fan holding a machete, and he had already made a downward movement.

Qin Fan didn't say a word, turned on the machete in his hand, and came to a head-on collision with him.

In the next second, a black shadow flew upside down.

It hit the palace pillar heavily.

Dust fell all over the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Qin Fan's eyes stared at gold stars, the black shadow just now was right, it was him.

The throat is slightly warm, salty and sweet.

Qin Fan took a deep breath and swallowed the blood back.

The skeleton soldiers just now seemed to be unscathed, and charged Qin Fan again.

Can't do it, I didn't expect this skeleton to be so fierce.

It is simply unscientific to be able to fight so much after being dead for so long.

At the same time, several other skeleton soldiers who were eyeing Qin Fan approached one after another.

"It seems that I'm going to die here today. I can't beat a skeleton soldier, let alone three or four at once!"

Based on the principle of running away if he can't beat him, Qin Fan threw down the machete of two or three hundred catties without hesitation, turned around and ran away.

The explosive combat power of the skeleton soldiers is amazing, but there seems to be a gap in speed.

It may be that the heavy armor and the two to three hundred catties of machetes restricted their forward speed.

For a while, Qin Fan ran much faster than them.

After realizing this, Qin Fan immediately beamed with joy.

"Come on! Chase me!"

While running, Qin Fan still didn't forget to turn his head and make a little grimace.

And in the distance, at the left front.

Qin Fan glanced at it in his spare time.

Immediately admired.

I saw that Zuo Feng was holding a long knife, and the blades were emitting knife energy, and he was fighting with seven or eight skeleton soldiers.

The skeleton soldier this time seemed to be somewhat different from the soldier who had been split in half by a knife before.

After all, it is resistant to cutting.

Zuo Feng's knife slashed down a skeleton soldier, not in two halves as imagined.

It's just that the saber energy didn't enter the armor, and it didn't even break through the armor.

Could it be that Brother Zuo is dying?
Qin Fan suddenly had such an idea.

But in the next second, Qin Fan was shocked, and instantly dispelled his wrong judgment.

I saw that seven or eight skeleton soldiers had already surrounded Zuo Feng.

And Zuo Feng seems to have done this intentionally, and has been forbearing until now.

A horizontal knife with his left hand swung his arm in place.

moment!

A big sword is drawn!

The sword energy is horizontal, invincible!