Although there were many zombies on the opposite side, Uncle Jiu was not afraid at all.
Will he be afraid
Are you kidding
He's super brave, okay
The reason why he was so arrogant was entirely because he had a reliable little apprentice, and since Wencai and Qiu Sheng were not here, he didn't have to worry about anyone stabbing him in the back.
In fact, there are other minor reasons.
That is, the zombies in front of us are relatively weak. Most of them are just jumping zombies. How powerful can a zombie that can be chased by others be
Uncle Jiu kicked them one by one without showing any mercy. If it was Junior Brother Simu, he might have cared a little more.
If it's numb...
Uncle Jiu has been displeased with him for a long time!!
"Ah, I'll fight!"
Uncle Jiu flew over and beat the many zombies in front of him, making them run away in panic. They had no intelligence and were not afraid at all.
But the ones beating them were not ordinary people, but Uncle Jiu. His punches and kicks were extremely powerful, which he learned from his disciples.
Although zombies are invulnerable to swords and guns, they are the lowest level and are facing a master of Taoism like Uncle Jiu.
“Bang!”
Another zombie fell to his knees, almost crying with his hands covering his face!
If they had hands.
Russell was still showing off to the stunned young people at the side, "See, this is my master, he's barely three times as good as me!"
These young men opened their mouths wide when they saw Uncle Jiu, who was like a tiger entering a wolf pack. They were brave men.
When these zombies were about to bite people at first, they simply picked up their own swords. On ordinary days, there was chaos and bandits everywhere, so they prepared a big sword at home.
With a clang, the sword and the man were gone...
If they hadn't run fast, they would have been sucked dry.
“That’s amazing!”
One person's eyes widened. There were dozens of zombies. If they were zombies, or even if they were humans, it would be amazing for one person to fight dozens of them.
Whose warrior is this
"Hey, something's wrong!" A bystander nearby suddenly came to his senses and realized something was wrong.
He turned his head and looked at Russell, "You are his apprentice, shouldn't you be, are you as good as him in three points?"
The people who heard it nodded silently and cast suspicious looks at him. I guess this little baby hasn't been weaned yet
Russell raised his head and said arrogantly, "Haha, let me tell you, young master, I am a genius, a genius as high as the ninth floor."
Everyone looked at each other, then shook their heads in tacit understanding, which made Russell anxious.
"Oh, look at how powerful I am!"
Russell jumped down from the Western zombie, pointed his finger forward, and shouted to the zombie leader who had been watching, "Go ahead, the decision is yours, Flying Zombie!"
With a thought, he directly controlled the Western zombie. The Western zombie rushed forward like a cannonball and hit Uncle Jiu directly on the lower back.
Uncle Jiu was knocked to the ground, and the other zombies fell to the ground in a row, falling on top of him.
The big uncle Jiu is gone, leaving only one hand stretched out stubbornly.
Russell couldn't help but touch his nose. Not only did this Flying Zombie have no brakes, but its accuracy seemed to be a little poor.
Everyone looked at Russell in amazement, then looked at Uncle Nine who was buried under the pile of zombies. They were almost dumbfounded!
Is this to help
Are you on the zombie side
"Hmm!!" Russell's eyes widened, "I don't think you saw anything just now."
As he spoke, he wiped his neck with his hand, which, combined with his small body, made him look particularly adorable.
But no one dared to laugh. They nodded silently like chicks pecking at rice. The sun was so bright just now, but suddenly they could not see anything.
Russell nodded in satisfaction, then coughed softly, brewed his emotions for a moment, and his expression changed instantly. The whole process took less than three seconds.
He ran forward, "Master, you died miserably!"
"Hurry up and get me out!" Uncle Jiu's depressed voice came from under the zombies. There were too many zombies on his body and they were too heavy, making him almost unable to breathe.
Russell waved his hand, and the Western zombies pushed hard, pushing away all the zombies that were pressing on Uncle Jiu, revealing Uncle Jiu who was holding his waist, his poor kidneys.
He smiled secretly, what a turn of events. In the morning, Uncle Jiu did not follow martial ethics and beat up the fat guy.
Isn’t it
Hahaha!
Russell helped Uncle Jiu up, his face full of concern, "Master, Master, how are you? Are you not hurt?"
Uncle Jiu looked at Russell, who looked anxious, and couldn't help but feel relieved, "Master is fine, hiss!"
As he said this, he couldn't help but hold his waist and take a deep breath. The injury from this morning hadn't healed yet, and now he was hit again.
Damn it, even though I don’t need it, I can’t live without it.
Revenge must be taken!
His eyes widened, "Russell, did you see who attacked me just now?"
Russell pointed at the zombie leader who was watching the show from a distance without hesitation, and said with certainty, "It was him who did it. I saw him sneak attack you."
As he spoke, Russell gave a look to the people behind him. They instantly understood what he meant and said in unison, "Master, it was that zombie who attacked us!"
The zombie leader who had never moved in the distance was obviously much more powerful, and even had a little intelligence. Facing the accusations of everyone, he just stood there.
Although he has been dead for many years, I never expected that there would be so many shameless people in this world
"Master!" Russell stood up suddenly and patted his chest. "I will beat him to a pulp and avenge you, Master!"
"Damn it, beat him to death!" Uncle Jiu couldn't help but hold his waist and gasp, feeling a little painful.
"Okay!"
Russell moved his legs very quickly and rushed directly towards the zombie leader, who also jumped over with a roar.
"Corpse-suppressing talisman, corpse-suppressing talisman, corpse-suppressing
Russell let go and three yellow lights flew out of his hand, landing directly and accurately on the body of the zombie leader.
The talisman was pasted on, but the zombie leader seemed as if nothing was pasted on it, and still flew towards him with a roar.
Spell immunity
Russell blinked his eyes suddenly, let out a strange cry, and turned his head to look at the Western zombie beside him, "Isn't he your long-lost brother?"
While he was joking, the zombie leader on the opposite side had already rushed in front of him, and his bloody mouth with a strange smell was biting towards his neck.
Russell didn't care at all. If the talisman was useless, then it was useless. He didn't make a living by using talismans anyway.
"call!"
There was a sound of wind in my ears, and the Western zombie next to me moved very quickly and bumped into the zombie leader.
The violent collision quickly determined the winner, and the Western zombie pushed the zombie leader directly and sent him flying backwards.
The two big zombies started fighting, and it was obvious that the Western zombie had the upper hand!
Russell watched calmly. Fortunately, he didn't smoke. In this situation, it would be really cool to have a cigarette.
He suddenly understood why so many people liked to cultivate zombies. These things can be cultivated quickly and one can lead several.
The most important thing is that you don’t need to do it yourself.
The Western zombies punched the zombie leader again and again. For them, who are strong and powerful, their claws and bodies are their most powerful weapons.
The zombie leader was obviously in a bad condition, with black wounds all over his body, and his claws only caused sparks when he grabbed the Western zombie.
"Tsk, little Russell, where did you get this zombie from?"
Russell heard a voice in his ears. It turned out that Uncle Jiu walked up to him and was watching the fight between zombies in amazement.
Although he has not learned the art of controlling corpses, he has a junior fellow apprentice who is either looking for zombies or on his way to find zombies.
Even if they found the zombies, they were still racking their brains to figure out how to train them so they could run around the country.
Simu was very rich, and the reason why he took the job of corpse-driving was just a coincidence. His main task was to cross mountains and explore various ancient tombs to see if he could get a big one.
"Master went to Jiuquan Town, and there happened to be a Three Evils there. This Western zombie was found there."
"The Three Evils!"
Uncle Jiu suddenly realized that only such a dangerous place could breed such powerful zombies.
The huge resentment and negative energy can make the zombies inside grow rapidly. One year can equal the number of zombies in an ordinary graveyard in ten years.
People look for blessed places, corpses look for evil places in heaven and earth, and ancestors look for unlucky places. There are explanations for all this.
"It can fly, has a strong body, is not afraid of spells, and is not ugly. It looks like a human being."
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but sigh, how can this be a zombie
This is simply the most advanced puppet, or in other words, a loyal servant who has mastered the Vajra Indestructible Art to the highest level.
"Such a good zombie, your uncle Simu must be crying with envy!"
"hey-hey!"
Russell gave a thumbs up to Uncle Jiu in his heart. Uncle Jiu was a wise man with his age. He really understood Simu's character very thoroughly. Simu was so envious that he shed tears.
When Russell thought of Master Simu's aggrieved and pitiful appearance, like a young wife, he couldn't help but hold his stomach and laugh out loud.
Uncle Jiu's eyes narrowed and he immediately understood something. The corners of his mouth curled up and he couldn't help but laugh immorally.
The zombie war in the distance soon came to an end. The Western zombies were torn into pieces, but had no scars on their bodies, while the zombie leader was motionless, as if he was dead.
To be precise, he was already dead, and now his body is probably gone.
The Western zombie crouched down, and bursts of black air came out from the zombie leader below and all went into his mouth.
His eyes became darker and darker. With a crisp sound of "hiccups", the zombie head lying on the ground turned into ashes, leaving a human-shaped mark on the ground.
Russell nodded with satisfaction. Today's wave of business was really profitable. Not only did he earn energy points, but the Western zombies also became stronger.
He couldn't help but think of the silver-armored corpse he had buried in Old Master Ren's dragonfly-shaped cave. The deadline of 49 days was almost up.
The Silver-Armored Corpse's strength is expected to increase greatly, becoming even more terrifying.
Russell couldn't help but feel happy. This meant that he had a more powerful younger brother. He would do whatever he wanted.
Russell shook his head violently, thinking he had misunderstood. With his own paper man technique, the silver-armored corpse could be disguised as a human.
Disguised as a farm man or a servant, he can go out and pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger.
Russell pondered for a moment. He realized that he had already reached the ninth level of human master and he would be able to break through to the level of earth master in a few months.
By that time, when my strength has greatly improved and there are silver-armored corpses following me, I can go out and have some fun.
No pressure, so boring!
"broken!"
Just as Russell was lost in thought, Uncle Nine slapped his thigh suddenly, and he screamed, "Where's Mama?"
Russell was startled, then he remembered that they came here not to exorcise demons, but to save Mamadi.
What about others
Looking around, I didn't see anyone. Those who could run fast had walked away, and the rest were those who couldn't run fast and could only drop their lunch boxes on the ground.
Uncle Jiu was anxious. Although he couldn't stand Mamadi, they were fellow disciples after all. He still felt sad when something happened.
"Master." Russell said with a strange look on his face, "I think I know where he is."
"Where?"
Russell didn't say anything, but just looked straight at one place. Uncle Jiu followed his gaze and saw a body hanging on a tree.
Russell was stunned by this and even stuttered when he spoke, "Master, is he not wearing any underwear?"
Uncle Nine: …
"ah!"
Uncle Jiu slowly withdrew his hand and snorted, "You little kid, why are you talking so much? Go and save people!"
"oh!"
Russell, who had just suffered a brain-destroying attack, was in a bad mood. He hooked his finger and the Western zombie beside him was as fast as lightning. In a few breaths, he brought back the mother hanging on the tree.
Then the Western zombie stretched out his hand, and with a bang, he fell to the ground numbly.
Russell: …
Uncle Nine: ??ω
"Master, please listen to my explanation. Things are really not what you think. I really didn't do this. Ah..."
…
"hiss!"
After doing something that cannot be described in words, Uncle Jiu carefully checked Mamadi's injuries.
He was unconscious at the moment, his face was swollen, and it was obvious that he had been beaten a lot. His clothes were exposed on his chest, and there were black claw marks on it.
It was obvious that he was hit by the zombie just now, and the blow was a bit heavy. Uncle Jiu frowned slightly and waved his hand backwards.
Russell walked over tactfully. He didn't know why, but Uncle Jiu was very irritable recently and would beat him at every turn.
He thought to himself that he hadn't been that arrogant recently and was still the same as before.
Why hit me
Woo woo woo, I am your most beloved disciple!
"Your uncle is now infected with corpse poison. You should fly back quickly and buy some glutinous rice."
"good!"
Russell also knew the situation was urgent. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Uncle Jiu stopped him again, "Wait a minute, go this way. The way back is too far. If you follow this road, you can get out of the province. There is a small town over there."
"Out of the province?"
Russell scratched his head and said nothing. Then she remembered that Renjia Town was at the border of the two provinces.
Now that small town is closer than Renjia Town, and there is glutinous rice.
Russell set off immediately. Uncle Jiu had great trust in him. His little disciple was so smart and had a high level of cultivation, so he was very reliable.
He thought for a moment, there shouldn't be any problem, right