The four people looked at each other in confusion when they heard the words. Although this man spoke in a low voice, his words were very clear.
"Can you speak without turning into bones?" The fat man looked at Nanfeng.
Nanfeng shook his head, "Zhihuan and Hanbao can do it, but it seems that they can't turn into bones."
"This person doesn't look like a zombie." Zhuge Chanjuan was confused.
Nan Feng did not answer. The Longmu Heavenly Eye could see the natal soul, but there was no natal soul appearing on the man in black, only a ball of black energy.
"I'll go up and take a look." The fat man stepped forward with a hammer.
"Don't be careless, this person's cultivation level is not low." Nanfeng reminded.
The fat man had eight golden bodies to protect his body. Even when he heard Nanfeng's reminder, he didn't take it seriously and strode forward, "Brother, please."
When the man in black saw the fat man approaching, he raised his eyebrows and looked sideways, and said again, "Let's go."
"We are not here to embarrass you, please don't misunderstand us." The fat man continued to move forward.
Although Nanfeng did not come forward with any of his colleagues, he had been secretly vigilant. He looked carefully at the fingers of the man in black. The man's nails were trimmed very short, and the color was not black. This meant that this man was not a zombie, but since this man It's not a zombie, why is there corpse energy on my body
The two sides were ten feet apart, and the fat man quickly approached. When they were thirty feet away, the man in black warned him twice, his voice getting colder and colder, "If you don't retreat, you will be shot to death."
Being intimidated is never a pleasant thing, and the fat man was a little annoyed, "Come on, come on, try to kill me."
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, he flew back with an ouch.
Nanfeng saw clearly that the fat man was kicked back by the man in black. The man's movements were extremely fast. When he kicked, he did not use force in the air, but kicked him close to him.
The fat man's tendency to fly backwards had not subsided, but he suddenly stopped retreating and rushed forward. This was naturally Nanfeng's secret help.
The fat man reacted quickly. When he rushed forward, he raised his arm and raised his hammer, only to wait until he got close and hit the man in black hard.
But before he could get close enough to make a move, the man in black charged forward again, hit him squarely in the chest, and kicked the fat man back.
Nanfeng frowned and kicked him again. The man in black kicked him again, and again, and again, and so on. The fat man couldn't bear it anymore. He was not injured, but he was pushed and kicked by the two men. He couldn't keep it on his face. He cursed and threw him away. He took out the female hammer and smashed the head of the man in black.
Seeing the hammer flying towards him, the man in black raised his arms and knocked the female hammer away.
While knocking the female hammer away, the man in black frowned slightly. This situation also shows that this person is not a zombie, because zombies are unconscious.
Seeing that the fat man was at a disadvantage, Chang Le stepped forward, drew his sword and struck directly at the man's chest.
Chang Le used the black iron long sword used by Nanfeng back then. This sword once fell into the hands of Li Chaozong and was recovered by everyone afterwards. The man in black seemed to know that the long sword Chang Le used was not a mortal thing, so he hurriedly turned around to avoid it, and met with At the same time, he attacked Changle's back with his back arm.
Chang Le is good at fast attacks, and the man in black is also very quick in his attacks. But unlike Chang Le's cunning and weird moves, although this man's moves are fast, he is very open and close, and he takes an upright and bright path.
After two rounds, the man in black made two quick attacks and forced Chang Le back. He turned his right hand outward and muttered words. Along with the chanting of mantras, a golden spear flew quickly from the east side of the mansion and entered it. hand.
The man in black held a spear, lunged, and waited for the enemy.
Chang Le swung his sword and made a move. After the fat man put away the hammer, he was furious. He yelled and rushed forward with both hammers.
The man in black was extremely skillful in wielding the spear. He was able to block and poke, one against two, and he was extremely calm.
"What's the origin of that spear?" Zhuge Chanjuan looked at Nanfeng.
"The weapons of Changle and Fatty are both black iron. The spears collided with them but were not damaged. They must be black iron." Nanfeng said. Zhuge Chanjuan paid attention to the weapons, but he paid attention to the person. This person had previously recited a spell. Mantra, this shows that this person is capable of magic.
"This person is very skilled in martial arts, so it would be better for you to take action." Zhuge Chanjuan said.
Nan Feng shook his head, "They have already taken action. I take action at this time because I look down upon them."
Fatty and Changle rarely join forces to fight against the enemy. Fatty rushes in and smashes things randomly, but Changle is left scrambling and unable to use his full strength.
"Go down now." Changle said.
"Why don't you go down?" The fat man suffered a loss and was unwilling to leave.
Neither side retreated, and the powerful combination only made them suffer more and more. The fat man was not careful and was shot in the waist. Although he had eight golden bodies to protect his body, he could not bear it. The opponent used a black iron weapon, but it did not break through his skin. The flesh was pierced, but it made him grin.
Seeing that he was stalking and causing trouble for no reason, Nanfeng had no choice but to stretch out his spiritual energy and drag him back.
"What are you doing?" The fat man couldn't take revenge and glared at Nanfeng.
"You wait for a while. If you don't succeed, then go ahead." Nanfeng said.
Nanfeng said it cleverly. The fat man couldn't find a reason to get angry, so he turned to Zhuge Chanjuan again, "Is this what you mean by not turning into bones? Does your zombie look like this?"
Zhuge Chanjuan choked and looked at Nanfeng, "Who is he?"
"I want to know too." Nanfeng said.
While the three of them were talking, Changle was fighting with the man in black. Without the fat man to cause trouble, he quickly stabilized his position. After a few rounds, the man in black gradually fell into a disadvantage and began to defend more than attack.
A spear is a long weapon. As the saying goes, one inch is longer and one inch is stronger. Although the offensive power is great, it is inflexible in close combat. Changle is well versed in fighting and tried his best to attack at close range. The man in black was a little slow in returning the attack, and his left arm Got scratched by a long sword.
Due to the man in black's quick response, Chang Le did not have time to pour strength into the long sword. He succeeded in one blow, immediately avoided it, attacked again, and looked for another opportunity.
"Blood is black." Zhuge Chanjuan said.
Nanfeng nodded, but before Zhuge Chanjuan spoke, he had already discovered that the blood flowing out of the man in black's wound was black, and black blood was only found in zombies.
"Why does this person's moves look so familiar to me?" The fat man tilted his head in confusion.
"It's different from the moves used by Jianghu warriors," Nanfeng said.
"I remembered," Fatty suddenly realized, "A general in the army. This guy's handling of the gun is a bit like those generals in the army."
"It's indeed a bit similar." Nanfeng nodded slowly. Not only did Fatty once serve in the army, he also spent some time in the army of the Eastern Wei Dynasty. What Fatty said was true. The moves used by this man were indeed similar to those of the generals in the army. , wide open and close, straight in and out.
"But that's not right. This guy should have a Taixuan cultivation level. How can a general who leads an army have such a high level of spiritual energy?" the fat man said again.
"This person has recited a spell before. Even if he is not a member of the Taoist sect, he should be a member of the Xuanmen who knows magic." Nanfeng said.
"It should be." The fat man turned around to leave, "There must be something hidden in that house. I'll go take a look."
"Go ahead and wait a moment." Nanfeng held him back.
Just as the two were talking, Chang Le succeeded again, and the black iron sword left a bloody hole in the left armpit of the man in black, and the wound also flowed out with black blood.
The man in black twirled his spear, forcing Chang Le back, then stepped on the ground and rose into the air, several feet above the ground, hovering in the air, his lips moved quickly, and he recited a spell.
Seeing the man in black chanting a curse, the fat man threw a hammer and hit it, but when he raised his hand, the hammer was taken away by Nanfeng behind him.
In just this moment's delay, the man in black had already finished reciting the incantation, shrugged his shoulders and raised his arms, shattering all the shabby black clothes around him, leaving only his underwear covering his body.
Just as it shattered the clothes, many golden armor pieces of different sizes flew out of the mansion and flew towards the man in black.
The chest is covered, the back is attached, the arms are clamped, the legs are attached, the feet are bound, the elbow pads, the hand gloves, the head covering, and many armors are distributed everywhere, combining into a golden armor, golden and dazzling.
"What kind of outfit is this?" The fat man stared in shock.
"The armor of the heavenly general..."
.Additional update on the birthday of alliance leader Houpo Xiaoqiao