Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 163
There were battles all over the village, and the royal guards fought with the black-robed Skeleton Cultist.

On the house, in the open space, beside the road, in the farmland, and in the ruins, they either caught each other and fought, or besieged by several people, and the fight was fierce.

Zhang Ang and Albert looked around and found that although their weapons and martial arts were different, most of them had master-level strength, and the master-level was not uncommon, and there were several great masters.

Most of the Danish royal guards wear heavy armor or chain armor, complete helmets and protective equipment, and most of their weapons are military weapons such as swords and epees, long and short spears, chain hammers and shields.The Skeleton Cultists are much weirder. Most of them are skinny and have black and gray skin, but each of them has ghostly movements and infinite strength. Then he counterattacked without hesitation.And most of them use hand-to-hand martial arts such as palm, boxing or kicking, which seems very weird.

And it is obvious that those Skeleton Cultists have the upper hand, and there are constantly royal guards who cannot resist, and are killed by them alone, or besieged. As time goes on, there are more and more Skeleton Cultists, and there are fewer and fewer royal guards. up.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Ang and the others joined the battle group without hesitation to help the Danish royal guards deal with their opponents.

It is very easy to deal with those master-level Skeleton Cultists, and often Zhang Ang can finish them with a few knives. For Albert, it is just a wave of his hand.The scattered Royal Guards who were still able to move gathered around them, working together to rescue their companions who were in danger.

Of course, those Skeleton Cultists would not sit back and watch this enemy grow stronger. A large number of masters were mobilized and surrounded them. Among them, there were several masters at the Grand Master level, and even the leader was a master at the Venerable level!
The team that had been heading north all the way was stopped at once, and everyone fell into a hard fight.Even Zhang Ang and Albert were no exception.

Zhang Ang faced a grand master and three master-level masters, while Albert directly faced the Venerable Skeleton Cult exuding an extremely powerful aura.

In fact, Zhang Ang's swordsmanship is very restrained by these Skeleton Cultists. His sword can enter from the weakest part of their bodies, largely ignoring their tough and powerful bodies, so that he has enough confidence to defeat his opponents.

But being besieged was different. The four Skeleton Cultists cooperated surprisingly well. Their attacks were smooth and smooth, and their defenses were impeccable. The tacit understanding seemed to be one person.If it weren't for the fact that their movements were a little stiff, Zhang Ang could barely rely on lightness kung fu to dodge, otherwise he wouldn't be able to persist at all.

Looking at Albert again, he was also in a hard fight.Although the black robe on the Venerable's body was torn and tattered, revealing a body of iron-blue skin like ribs, the skin's defensive power is amazing, even the sunflower true energy cultivated by Alberto, which is famous for its sharpness and speed. , can't leave a wound on it.And the Skeleton Cult Venerable's power is also extremely fast, his hands turned into claws, and with a few strokes, even the heavily armored guards in full suit were torn into pieces by him.If Albert hadn't restrained him, he could have wiped out the entire royal guard team by himself.

Seeing that Zhang Ang was in a hard fight, a grandmaster-level royal guard shouted loudly: "Your side is a corpse controller! Only one of them is the real body! The other three are zombies controlled by him!"

"Corpse controller? What is that?" Zhang Ang was at a loss.

The royal guard hurriedly explained while fighting frantically: "The Skull Church has two different secret martial arts. One uses secret methods to absorb the corpses of other strong people to strengthen its own strength. It is called a corpse refiner. The other uses secret methods to strengthen martial arts Those who are trained to become corpses, control them to fight, they are called corpse controllers! Your opponent is the extremely rare corpse controller!"

Hearing his explanation, Zhang Ang understood.He began to watch his opponent carefully.

Logically speaking, the corpse controller is most likely to be the Grandmaster-level Skeleton Cultist, but Zhang Ang doesn't think so. Although the Grandmaster-level Skeleton Cultist has the Grandmaster-level realm, he didn't use it. What are the signature methods such as air-controlling objects and internal gasification, but the speed, defense and strength are better than the others.Second, if the corpse controller has the strength of a great master, why should he control those three masters who are obviously not as good as himself?If it cannot be controlled at the same level or beyond the level, isn't this secret method meaningless?
But which one of the other three is the real controller of the corpse?Zhang Ang struggled to avoid and block their attacks while thinking hard.

Looking at the movements, all four of them were a little stiff.Looking at the attack, all of them did not hold back their hands, and their movements were like machines.Looking at the defense, they are all covered in ashen, like steel.

Seeing that Zhang Ang was about to be unable to resist, he made up his mind: There is no other way, just take a gamble and let it go.

He shouted loudly, jumped up, gathered the endless inner energy at the tip of the knife, and slashed at the big master-level skeleton cultist.

The Skeleton Cultist had obviously seen Zhang Ang's saber technique before. He turned around with one hand to protect his vitals, and stretched out his other hand to grab Zhang Ang.

The other three also launched an attack on Zhang Ang, who was wide open.

Zhang Ang roared again, his whole body's internal energy surged, and he stopped his figure in the siege layer upon layer. Turning around, he slashed at the three master-level skeleton disciples with a sharp slash of the kitchen knife.

Two of them still slapped regardless, but the other turned his hands around, protecting the vitals of his body.

Haha, found you!
Into the room with no thick!

The stainless steel kitchen knife deftly changed direction, drawing a shining knife light.

The light of the knife sliced ​​through the air, cut through the tough skin, severed the ligaments linking muscles to muscles, and severed the cartilage joints linking bones to bones.

The light of the knife flashed past, and a head full of disbelief and horror flew up high.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

The four bodies fell to the ground, motionless.

The momentum of lore that had already formed also disappeared in a flash.

With cold sweat all over his head, Zhang Ang's heart beat fast, and the hand holding the knife trembled a little.

Really between life and death, one wrong step, one slow step, is death!

But, I guessed right, I bet right, I won!Zhang Ang inadvertently wanted to raise his head to the sky and scream.

And Albert over there also decided the winner.

His lightness kung fu was obviously brought to the extreme, he turned into a brown light curtain, surrounded the venerable Skeleton Sect, and countless small explosions exploded on the venerable.

The venerable seemed to be in the brown water, waving his sharp claws in vain, trying to grab Albert.

But Albert didn't stop, the brown light curtain was expanding, absorbing everything around him, scattered weapons on the ground, scattered and broken bricks and stones, all were absorbed into the light curtain, on the body of the venerable It kept flashing and exploding.

Finally, under the speed of light, a scorched wound appeared on the iron-blue skin of the venerable.Then the wounds became more and more dense, until they enveloped his whole body, turned into a pitch-black coke, and fell to the ground.

Speed ​​friction!Friction generates heat!

Albert, you are such a genius, Zhang Ang couldn't help complaining.

(End of this chapter)