Da Bong fights more people

Master, save me!" Chen Er yelled in his heart.

Then, in his sight, the head of the walking corpse spun and flew away, the body suddenly froze, and then fell straight to the ground.

Jingyuan held Jiedao, shook the corpse water on the blade, and said lightly:

"Escape through the window, these walking corpses are not something you can deal with."

With the method of controlling corpses of the people behind the scenes, it is easy to solve this group of low-level people who are not in the ranks.

Chen Er heaved a sigh of relief, and did not try to be brave, and warned: "Master, quickly use the Buddhist beads to inform other comrades."

Jingyuan didn't respond, and lunged towards the rushing corpses, with a knife in his hand and a knife in his hand, and a knife in his hand, chopping off heads one by one.

Seeing this, Chen Er and the others didn't hesitate any longer, and ran towards the windows on both sides of the lobby, crashing into the windows and fleeing.

There were no walking corpses chasing them, and they rushed towards Jingyuan with a clear goal.

Puff puff

Human heads flew up one after another, and the walking corpses were under the knife of the monk Jingyuan, without any concerted effort.

But he has a good control of his own power, and he remains at the beginning of the fifth rank.

After all, showing the combat power of the peak of the fourth rank all at once will only scare the opponent away.

"when!"

He slashed at the neck of a certain walking corpse, and finally lost his momentum. The walking corpse's head did not fly up, but dazzling sparks exploded from the neck, and disappeared in a flash.

Iron corpse!

This is an iron corpse.

Iron Corpse, who was attacked by decapitation, didn't care about Jing Yuan's blade, opened his arms to hug him, opened his foul mouth, and bit Jing Yuan's neck.

Click!

The yellow teeth burst and flew, "he" seemed to have bitten gold.

Jing Yuan was golden all over, like a sculpture made of gold. The moment the iron corpse hugged him, Jing Yuan activated the Vajra Magic.

Before Jing Yuan could break free from Iron Corpse's embrace, three more walking corpses rushed over and knocked into the "companions" who were blocking the way, one wrapped around Jing Yuan's back neck, one hugged his legs, and the other Wring his hands.

The strong man locks the man.

The next moment, the martial artist of Jingyuan gave feedback intuitively and sensed the danger.

On the beam above the head, a figure in black and a hood pounced down, holding a steel awl in his hand, with Qi engulfed in the awl, and piercing the Tianling Gai of Jingyuan.

The man behind the scenes appeared.

Jing Yuan's face remained unchanged, Na Yi encouraged him, he no longer concealed his strength, and the ferocious aura exploded from his body like gunpowder.

"boom!"

The four iron corpses exploded into corpses in an instant.

Jingyuan raised his hand and grabbed the man in black's wrist, then threw him fiercely over his shoulder, throwing him to the ground hard.

Amidst the loud noise of the earth-shattering power, the rammed ground cracked.

Jing Yuan clenched his fist, and punched the man in black's abdomen, directly breaking the opponent's copper skin and iron bones.

At this time, he frowned and his face was a little stiff, because there was no pulse where he held the opponent's wrist.

Jing Yuan tore off the opponent's hood, there was still a face towel inside, but there was no need to pull the face towel anymore, Jing Yuan saw the opponent's eyes, cloudy and empty, dead still.

"There is vitality, but no pulse and heartbeat. This is a puppet that is stronger than the iron corpse!"

Jing Yuan reacted immediately.

The person behind the scenes didn't make a move. He used this corpse king to disguise himself as a "living person" and made a sneak attack. If he was injured in the attack just now, then he was indeed a fifth-rank cultivation base, and the person behind the scene would show up immediately and cooperate with him. The walking dead surrounded him.

On the contrary, it means that you hide your strength.

"Unexpectedly robust"

Jingyuan walked out of the wine shop and looked into the vast night.

He didn't panic at all, and seemed to have full confidence.

Candlelight was burning, and in the warm bedroom, Li Lingsu was wearing a robe and sitting at the table, enjoying the post-workout food.

He had just fed his beautiful wife, and while Chai Xing'er was still in the aftertaste, Li Lingsu excused that he was hungry, and then went out to call a maid to help warm the wine and dishes.

We all know that after strenuous exercise, the physical energy will be exhausted, and it will be accompanied by hunger, so Chai Xinger has no doubts.

Lazily curled up in the bed, fell asleep.

Li Lingsu drank a few mouthfuls of wine, ate a few mouthfuls of food, pretended that he was too drunk, rested his chin with one hand, and took a nap.

A yin spirit quietly left, passed through the beams, and gracefully went to a certain courtyard.

This is the courtyard of Chai Jianyuan's second son. Chai Jianyuan has three sons in total. The eldest son died of illness in his youth, and the second son has no talent in cultivation and helps the Chai family manage the shop.

In a daze, Chai Zhong heard someone calling him, opened his eyes and saw a black figure sitting by the table with his back to him.

"Who's where?"

Chai Zhong shouted.

"Zhong'er, I am your father!"

The figure turned around, it was Chai Jianyuan.

"father?!"

Chai Zhong screamed out, as if he was frightened.

He pushed and shoved the woman beside him vigorously, and called out to the guards, but there was no response.

"This is your dream."

Chai Jianyuan explained.

"Dream?"

Chai Zhong asked back in doubt, raised his hand and slapped himself, but it didn't hurt, so he believed it was a dream.