Tan Shihuai picked up the big knife in his hand, cursed and walked towards the headless corpse of the Liu Long man on the side, saying: "My lord, do you think these dead ghosts can still jump up and harm people? I don't really believe it. "
As he spoke, he picked up the big knife and cut off the left arm of Liu Longren's headless body with one blow. A spurt of blood spattered all over Tan Shihuai's body, and this left arm was also smooth. Cut off by the knife, just like his head, it was separated from the body.
Zhu Xiuzhi on the side smiled and said: "Brother Shihuai, you have good knife skills and are very fast. However, it seems that this dead ghost is not an immortal monster. Otherwise, this knife would not have cut so smoothly."
Tan Shihuai smiled slightly: "That's right, I have seen ghost soldiers and immortals before. It doesn't mean that those guys' bodies can't be chopped at all. It's just that they are much harder than ordinary people, and after being chopped, they still remain. There will be black rotten juice and smelly water, grandma, it smells terrible."
As he spoke, he slashed a few more times on the Liulong man's body. The swords cut through the flesh and caused blood. Soon, he was cut into four pieces and his internal organs flowed. Tan Shihuai laughed: "Yes, it's not even a ghost soldier." Come on, you can’t harm anyone. Lord, did He Tianping deceive us so that he could take the opportunity to escape from the battle?"
Tan Zhi said coldly: "If he wanted to kill me just now, it was all a matter of one sword. Why did he deceive us? And have you forgotten? When he killed Liu Longren, before the thief died, that He Tian Ping punched him in the face, and half of the black pill flew out, and He Tian Ping swallowed it himself."
Everyone's originally smiling faces changed. Everyone realized that this was probably the reason why the Liulong man did not turn into an immortal monster. There was an unspeakable terror, or an invisible force. Energy flowed and spread in the air, and sweat broke out on everyone's face.
Tan Shihuai gritted his teeth: "Then I'll try another one!" He held the big sword and walked towards the body of another swordsman from the Tianshi Dao General Altar who fell to the ground ten steps away and died. This guy was hit by a bullet. He had at least seven long arrows and two spears pierced through his heart. He was so dead that he couldn't be more transparent. But the corners of his mouth seemed to be flowing with lavender blood. I don't know if it was because of the time of bleeding. Slightly longer, and became solidified and darkened.
Tan Shihuai walked up to the corpse and sneered: "Tell me, do you want to eat flat noodles or wontons?"
At this point, he suddenly burst out laughing. He felt that this corpse was in front of him, being ridiculed without any counterattack. This feeling was not too good. Just when he raised the big knife, suddenly, it seemed that this corpse The corpse's eyes rolled slightly.
Tan Shihuai was so frightened that he took a step back, and instinctively guarded his chest with the raised sword. However, when he looked at the corpse for a few seconds, he found that there was no abnormal reaction, so he put it down. He shook the stone hanging in his heart and said with a smile: "You boy, can you still fake a corpse? However, even if you become a zombie, a ghost soldier, an immortal monster, I can still kill you, look at the knife!"
He raised the sword again and swung it down fiercely. In the hearts of Tan Shihuai and other surrounding Jin soldiers, this sword was enough to cut through gold and jade, not to mention this corpse. It was inevitable to cut two pieces with one sword. Things like that Liu Longren's body just now.
But Tan Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and he almost blurted out: "No, Shi Huai, retreat quickly!"
But it was too late. Tan Shihuai's knife struck the corpse's chest firmly, but did not cut it in two. Instead, the knife seemed to have hit a whole piece of steel, and the big knife was directly shaken. It started to swing, and even with Tan Shihuai's strength, he couldn't control it. The sword rebounded and took him back four or five steps. He almost fell to the ground, even if it was Tan Shihuai. After many battles, he swung his arms in the air many times before barely standing still. When he looked at the stainless steel sword in his hand, he saw that the blade was curled!
This time, everyone opened their mouths in shock. Even if they were to chop down a fully armored war horse, the Beifu Army's fine steel sword would not be able to curl its blade in one go. Even if it was to chop down Guanggu's city wall, it would not be enough. Not to mention that, a few drops of black juice remained on the blade, exuding an unpleasant smell. It looked like ink, and smelled like the kind of five-vest soup made from all kinds of bugs, centipedes, and poisonous snakes. Poisonous soup!
What's even more terrifying is that the corpse that was lying on the ground just now seemed to have been awakened by the knife. The upper body sat up in a daze. Its eyes had become pitch black, and no white of the eyes could be seen anymore. , where it was hit by the knife, you can actually see that fish scale-like nails have grown out of the broken armor. There is a smelly and smelly liquid like ink oozing from the nails, and its nails, It has grown to more than half a foot long, and its hands almost look like ten terrifying sharp swords. There is an aura of decay and death emanating from the whole body, making people tremble with fear even if they take a second look!
Tan Zhi said sternly: "No, these monsters have begun to mutate. Burn them. No one will be left alive. Hurry!"
As he spoke, he threw a fishing net to trap the monster. Zhu Xiushi on the other side quickly drew the bow and arrow. Luo Shangwen, without saying a word, took out the flint and fire zither from his waist. Zhe suddenly brushed against the flint, and it suddenly became a short burning torch in his hand. As soon as it was sent to Zhu Xiuzhi's arrowhead, the specially made fire arrowhead burned fiercely.
Zhu Xiuzhi roared sharply, and the bowstring of the big bow in his hand suddenly loosened, and the rockets flew out. Together with the six or seven fire arrows fired around him at almost the same time, they directly hit the monster in the net, eight from the front to the back. If the rocket hits the target, even the most powerful immortal monster will instantly catch fire all over and turn into a fireball.
Not to mention, this monster, which is tightly trapped in the fishing net and seems to be struggling and unable to move, seems to have nowhere to escape. Everyone knows that what ghost soldiers and immortals fear most is fire attacks. These weapons are difficult to penetrate. As long as a monster is hit by a rocket, it will immediately turn into a human-shaped torch. All evil and terror will be completely burned away by the flames. The fierce Vulcan oil arrows that Zhu Xiuzhi and the others always have are specially prepared for this. of!
However, the cheers that had reached their lips were stopped, because everyone was horrified to find that all the rockets that hit this monster were, without exception, broken in front of the scales, and all the rockets were broken in front of the scales. The kerosene arrowhead went out after encountering the black rot, leaving no trace of flame behind!
(End of chapter)
