Gong Taihe blocked sideways with his vertical sword, and with a "clang" sound, the sword clashed with sharp claws. Gong Taihe took half a step back, then raised his sword to pick up the thin zombie, and took advantage of this opportunity to strike hard at the strong zombie. Down.
The response was good, Bai Xiuping praised in his heart.
The two zombies had just attacked quickly. Gong Taihe was able to repel the two zombies at the same time with almost no time to think, relying on his instinctive reaction and precise timing.
Whether it is the timing of blocking, or the upward and downward attack, such natural movements can reflect the daily practice that is engraved in the bones.
But even though Gong Taihe's counterattack timing was precise, he couldn't withstand the rough skin and thick flesh of the two zombies, and his sharp attack was completely useless against them.
The two zombies backhanded each other with hooks. Gong Taihe hurriedly avoided the hooks from the strong zombies, but was cut open in the chest by the skinny zombie's claws.
Hua Lixiong quickly turned to Bai Xiuping and said, "There is no time. You go quickly and find other team members to help."
These living corpses seemed to feel no pain at all, but there was no way to cause fatal harm to them.
Bai Xiupian was expressionless, standing on the spot, and said coldly: "Gong Taihe, should I help you?"
Gong Taihe, who was tired of dealing with being surrounded by living corpses, loudly said: "At this time, are you still going to stand by and watch?"
"Brother, what are you talking about?"
Hua Lixiong didn't understand what his senior brother meant. Did he want the young leader to help?
But what can the young leader do? If the young leader takes action, he is afraid that he will explain it here soon.
Just as Hua Lixiong was about to draw his sword to support Gong Taihe, a figure flew up from beside him. Hua Lixiong froze on the spot, and the young leader disappeared in an instant and appeared above the living corpse.
Bai Xiuping didn't even draw his sword. The majestic internal force flowed around his body. He knocked the living corpse out with a knee strike and smashed it into the room. Then he turned around and slashed at the neck of the thin living corpse with his hand knife.
The violent internal force of the Heavenly Demon Holy Art made Bai Xiuping's sword strike more powerful than the swords of the execution team members. The thin living corpse could obviously not withstand this fatal blow, and its body began to swell.
A violent "bang" explosion sounded.
"Young Master!"
Ling Zhengzhi and Hua Lixiong shouted.
Fortunately, before the explosion, Bai Xiuping quickly kicked it into the air, and there was a huge protective gas. The smoke dissipated, and he stood on the spot unscathed.
The strong living corpse that had been kicked into the room suddenly jumped up from the ruins, stretched out its claws and was about to hit Bai Xiuping, but before it landed, Bai Xiuping appeared behind it and punched the living corpse's chest. head.
The strong living corpse that could not bear it expanded and exploded when it hit the ground.
Bai Xiuping landed slowly, looked down at his hands, and murmured: "Is this really just a living corpse?"
If it were a living corpse, logically speaking, it would not be so powerful, and he had never heard that a living corpse could self-destruct.
Gong Taihe looked shocked, looked at him with his mouth wide open, and said dumbfounded: "Young Master, are you really a human being?"
They fought for a long time, but failed to cause harm to the living corpses, which were easily eliminated by Bai Xiuping.
Bai Xiuping raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
Gong Taihe covered the wound, turned his head and curled his lips and said: "It's nothing, so why did you have to live like that before?"
"How am I doing?"
Bai Xiuping asked rhetorically.
"If you had shown your strength earlier, even if it was only partially, you would not have been ignored by other team members. Even the Mingjiao people would not dare to say so much about you. If we knew that your martial arts cultivation had reached such a level , Jianyuan Palace will naturally..."
"What will happen? Will you obey my orders?"
Bai Xiuping tapped Ling Zhengzhi's acupoints with his backhand, walked to Gong Taihe's side, raised his hand, and pointed his sword at Ling Zhengzhi, who was unable to move.
Bai Xiuping said sternly: "Then I will order you to kill him now."
Gong Taihe subconsciously took a step back, breaking into a cold sweat: "Are you serious? Why are you doing this?"
"He is too weak. Keeping him will only cause more trouble for us. We don't need him anymore."
Gong Taihe's hand holding the sword was trembling: "Yes, but you are the young leader who brought him here."
Bai Xiuping smiled solemnly: "Don't you hate him very much? He is so weak that it is useless to keep him. I will give you a chance now and kill him directly. Is there any difficulty in this? Didn't you say you must obey my orders? ?”
Gong Taihe tried to put down his sword, but Bai Xiuping's strength was too great. Bai Xiuping forced him to raise his hand, and the sword tip got closer and closer to Ling Zhengzhi.
He did complain about Ling Zhengzhi, but after all, Ling Zhengzhi was his junior brother.
"What, can't you do it?"
Seeing that Gong Taihe was still resisting, Bai Xiuping held Gong Taihe's wrist with his backhand, took off the sword in his hand, and placed it on Gong Taihe's neck.
Bai Xiuping said coldly: "Or do you want to die on his behalf?"
He exuded terrifying coercion.
"Stop saying unnecessary words. The weak should be ignored and allowed to be bullied by others. The strong will be admired by others, no matter what they are like? The kind you said is just succumbing to people with strong fists. Your followers It’s really ridiculous. Could it be that when you meet someone with stronger martial arts skills, you will defect to him instead?”
"Only those who know each other, cherish each other, and work towards the same goal can share weal and woe. If you let me hear your bullshit theory of the supremacy of the strong again, you will all die by then."
Bai Xiuping stuck his sword on the ground, turned around to relieve Ling Zhengzhi's acupuncture point, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, we have to find someone else."
The three of them froze in place, unable to understand what had just happened.
Gong Taihe murmured: "It's so cool to know each other, cherish each other, and share weal and woe."
…
"Are you OK?"
Lu Deming cut off the head of the living corpse and turned to ask Ji Xinrong.
Ji Xinrong leaned against the wall, pressed the wound on his right hand, nodded and said, "It's okay. Thanks to the team leader, I can survive."
Just when Ji Xinrong stabbed the heart of the living corpse, the sudden explosion was completely unexpected. Lu Deming rushed forward and pushed him away.
The walls collapsed at the location of the explosion.
"The heart will explode after a fatal attack. It's really unbelievable that a living corpse can explode. Plus there is more than one living corpse."
Lu Deming frowned.
"Team leader, do you think the Palace Master knows about this?"
"I don't know, but more than this, I hope they are not the missing members of the execution team."
Ji Xinrong broke into a cold sweat, shook his head and said: "Impossible, how is this possible?"
Lu Deming sighed helplessly: "The signal cannot be sent. If other people searching separately also encounter these living corpses, their situation may be very dangerous. I did not expect that there would be such dangerous things here. It was my mistake."
Ji Xinrong followed Lu Deming and comforted him: "They probably haven't gone too far yet. We just need to speed up our pace and find them quickly. They should still be..."
"Bang Kuang Kuang!"
A huge explosion sounded. The two looked at each other and knew something was wrong, so they quickly ran in the direction of the sound.
They rushed in the direction of the sound, but what appeared in front of them was a door.
Lu Deming frowned: "Is it because of the clouds and fog that disrupted the direction and perception?"
"Team leader, this seems to be a city. The top is obscured by clouds and fog, but it can soar straight into the sky. It must be quite large."
"What kind of place is this place? First, there is an abandoned village on the top of the mountain, and then there is the palace, but others may have already entered. Whether it is the dragon pool or the tiger's den, we have to go in and confirm."
In a desolate village, there is a flower carved on the dilapidated ancient palace. There are three flowers in bloom, and the petals are as thin as paper.
As soon as they passed through the corridor in the palace and walked into a room, they saw a coffin that looked like the Western Regions. Before the two of them could figure out what was going on, Lu Deming reached out to stop Ji Xinrong.
He swallowed: "Xinrong, we are in the wrong place, we are in big trouble now."
The door at the back of the room opened automatically, and a large number of living corpses appeared and pounced on the two of them.
Just as Ji Xinrong was about to stab the way with his sword, he was pulled back by Lu Deming. Ji Xinrong asked in confusion: "Team leader, what are you doing?"
Lu Deming repeled the two zombies with a diagonal slash, and said loudly: "Calm down, once the hearts of these zombies are fatally injured, they will explode. If they explode in such a small space, think about the consequences!"
"This place will just blow up and we'll both die."
He held the sword with both hands and slashed at the necks of the living corpses with a mountain-cleaving chop: "Attack on their necks. The living corpses whose heads were chopped off before did not explode!"
Ji Xinrong blocked the incoming zombies with his horizontal sword in front of him, raised his sword to repel the zombies, and gritted his teeth and said, "Having said that, there are too many here."
Lu Deming swung the Cross Slash, and after repelling the two living corpses, he said in a deep voice: "Xinrong, I will block it here. You leave quickly, and then lead the other team members down the cliff."
