It was not only Chen Daji who was shocked by Zhang Shizu's strength, but also the others.
Especially the red-headed snake who only regarded him as an "ordinary" strange corpse.
"Xi, when did the Xi family have a leader?"
"Didn't they always keep to themselves before?"
Of course, Chen Daji and Wicked Cocoon would not be able to answer the red-headed snake's question. These two idiots don't even know the profound meaning of the word "leader".
So the smart-ass Chen quickly changed the subject.
"Hey, Chao'er's ancestors must be awesome!"
"What about Brother Chong and Brother Monkey? Why don't you hurry up and take this opportunity to gather people and work together to destroy Yin!"
Generally speaking, Chen's suggestion is completely consistent with the use of troops, but it is different now.
Instead of gathering their clansmen to resist together, a group of Xuan clan elders sent everyone to flee quickly.
He ran away in a blink of an eye.
When the Xuan tribe fled, they even pulled out the scattered trees and weeds around them. Now there is really no grass growing in a radius of ten miles.
Chen looked shocked: "No, you didn't help in the fight and you all ran away?"
"We are here to help you! If you do this, I will ask Chao'er and his ancestors to withdraw too!"
Seeing Chen Daji getting angry, Elder Xuan Yuan hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.
"You don't know something about the guests coming from far away. To deal with the blood witch, the more people you have, the better."
"He can control the blood of all living things!"
"If someone who is not strong enough swarms you, not only will you not be able to help, but you will get everything he wants from you!"
Elder Xuan Yuan's words hit the crux of the problem: This is also the fundamental reason why Zhang Shizu was able to compete with the Blood Witch in a short time after fusing the strange zombies - zombies have no blood!
As a result, the Blood Witch's blood control technique has no use at all, and he can only choose to summon blood slaves and fight the zombie army head-on.
Of course, the Blood Witch's blood control technique does not only control animal blood in the narrow sense, but also liquids in plants.
That's why when the Xuan clan fled, they would clear out the surrounding areas.
"So that's it..." Chen suddenly realized, and his anger disappeared.
"Oh, Master Ji, I am a ghost now and don't have a drop of blood. Am I not invincible?!"
Chen's eyes suddenly lit up when he thought of this, he took out the Shouyang Bronze Rod from the Dora A frame and rushed towards the Blood Witch.
"Hahaha little Xueyin, Master Ji, here I come!"
When Chen launched the "Fearless Class" charge, Wicked Cocoon naturally followed closely.
Although this guy looks simple and honest, he is actually very smart: anyway, he has a physique that cannot be taught, and he is immune to all the evil spells of little speakers.
Just do it, who is afraid of whom?
However, the evil duo ignored one thing: As a top powerhouse from ancient times, how could the Blood Witch only have the means to control blood?
This is like a senior university professor who knows more than just his professional knowledge.
The rest have also been dabbled in, but the degree of proficiency is different.
So when he saw Mr. Chen and Wicked Cocoon rushing towards him shouting, the Blood Witch just smiled ferociously.
While controlling the blood slave army and the zombie army to fight, he chanted.
"O sleeping ancient totem, obey the call of this witch and crush the offender in front of you!"
After the spell was completed, the earth shook, and three giant stone sculptures 100 meters high emerged from the ground.
Then he immediately took heavy steps and walked towards Mr. Chen and Wude Yu.
Along the way, he crushed countless blood slaves and zombies.
The biggest characteristic of Mr. Chen, apart from his immorality, is that he has no self-awareness.
Therefore, even when faced with a stone sculpture that is 100 meters high, he still has no fear: he uses his bow legs to fly into the air, the Shouyang copper stick is rounded and the front of the stone sculpture is hard.
"Fighting is like making a phone call. Either you hang up or I hang up. It's a fight..."
Before the slogan was finished, a scream came from the mouth of the disaster: "Ah... I'm dead..."
I saw this guy was like a dung beetle hit by a speeding train, and flew out with a whoosh.
Fortunately, the red-headed snake watching the battle was alert and rolled its big tail to pull the disaster back to him.
