The two sides were in a stalemate. Taihong and I frowned. We didn't know what to do. What was going on? Taihong and I were just here to check the situation, but we didn't expect to run into two groups of people. It was really disappointing. [Text first published:
The two sides stared at each other for about five minutes. Miao Long probably felt that it would be disadvantageous for him if he dragged on for too long, so he yelled at the Nanyang sorcerer opposite: "Get out of here quickly, or I will really kill you."
"Humph, do you think that's going to work?" The leading Nanyang sorcerer snorted. Miao Long was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at the Nanyang sorcerer and shouted, "You're looking for death! Zhendong, go ahead!"
Li Zhendong was originally flattered by Miao Long's praise. When he heard Miao Long calling him to go up, he immediately chuckled, took out a fist-sized jar, and threw it hard on the ground. Suddenly, there was a sound of ceramic breaking, and a murderous aura came out. I looked over and saw that it was a flying corpse. I saw that the flying corpse was almost rotten all over, with tattered clothes, and its forehead, shoulders, chest, and knees were nailed with big nails, and it was also tied with iron chains. It was howling at this time, and was pulling the iron chains on his body with both hands, as if trying to break them.
"You're crazy! Letting the flying corpse out will be dangerous if it gets out of control!" Miao Long's expression changed when he saw Li Zhendong releasing the flying corpse, and he scolded him. Li Zhendong frowned slightly when he heard Miao Long's scolding, and he was probably a little dissatisfied. He said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. This one flying corpse can kill those sorcerers on the opposite side." Miao Long supported Li Zhendong and said this, and he probably believed that Li Zhendong was confident that he could control the flying corpse. He nodded and said nothing.
The seven sorcerers on the opposite side were all pale at this moment. That flying corpse was not ordinary. The dense evil spirit was scary. Not to mention the second-generation sorcerers from Nanyang, even the group of seniors who died would not be able to deal with this flying corpse. The leading sorcerer immediately yelled, "Taihong, come out and help us. Otherwise, if we die, how do you think you can live well?"
"Do you want to help him?" I asked Taihong in a voice that I could hardly hear myself. Taihong shook his head and said to me, "No, there are more than just these few sorcerers in this group. Just wait and see, the real show is just about to begin!"
Just as Taihong said, when the leading sorcerer saw that Taihong did not go out, he looked left and right, and it seemed that he did not know where Taihong was exactly. He gritted his teeth and made a strange gesture, and then a ball of black gas flew over the wall and flew outside.
"Hold on, we can deal with them when the others arrive!" The leading sorcerer had just finished speaking when the flying corpses on the opposite side also rushed up. Although the important parts of their bodies were nailed with nails and they were not very flexible, they were very strong. At the beginning, they rushed to a sorcerer. This sorcerer looked to be in his twenties and may not have experienced any actual combat. When he saw the flying corpse approaching, he did not dodge, but took a dagger in his hand and stabbed it towards the forehead of the flying corpse.
With a crisp clang sound, the dagger just happened to pierce the big nail on the forehead. The flying corpse looked fine and punched the sorcerer on the chest. Immediately, the sorcerer's chest became dented to the size of half a fist, which looked very scary.
The other six sorcerers' faces changed when they saw the flying corpses were so brave, but none of them used witchcraft. Maybe witchcraft is only effective on living people. Anyway, the six of them were dodging everywhere with daggers in their hands. However, people were often injured. As for Miao Long and Li Zhendong, they retreated more than ten meters with a smile on their faces and had no intention of going up to help. In fact, although this group of sorcerers were not very good at dealing with flying corpses, they were surprisingly skilled. Miao Long and Li Zhendong were strong. If they went up to help and these guys got ruthless, six people would beat one of them and basically kill them instantly, regardless of casualties. So they did not dare to take the risk.
I was also anxiously watching from the side. These six guys were so stupid. They didn't know to leave two people to fight the monsters, and then the other four rushed forward to deal with Miao Long or Li Zhendong. From their previous conversation, I could hear that Li Zhendong was still reluctant to control the flying corpse. As long as Li Zhendong was forced to not care about the flying corpse, it was only a matter of time before the flying corpse got out of control. Then, the flying corpse would get out of control and kill both the Nanyang sorcerer and Miao Long. Taihong and I would reap the benefits. Although the idea was good, it seemed that these six people couldn't turn around. They all just led the flying corpse around in circles. Maybe they were worried about Taihong. They looked like they really knew that Taihong was nearby.
Now the two books can only rely on luck. Logically, if the stalemate continues, Li Zhendong and Miao Long will definitely win. However, this is not the case. There is still a group of people from this Nanyang sorcerer who have not arrived yet. If that group of people arrive, it is not impossible to kill Miao Long and his men. Although Miao Long and his men are powerful, two fists cannot beat four hands. What's more, although these Nanyang sorcerers are not very good at witchcraft, they are very skilled. As long as there are more people, Miao Long and his men will definitely die.
"No matter who wins or loses, it's disadvantageous to us." Taihong frowned as he watched the fight between the two sides. I nodded and asked, "But we can't go out now. If we go out, they will definitely kill us first."
Taihong nodded without saying anything. Slowly, the six sorcerers began to lose strength and their speed slowed down. Casualties gradually occurred, and soon there were only four people left. Suddenly, Miao Long's cell phone rang. Miao Long looked at it and was stunned for a moment. After answering it, he laughed after listening for a while and yelled at the Nanyang sorcerers, "You guys are dead. You have no reinforcements. Haha, you were all killed by our people."
After hearing what Miao Long said, one of the Nanyang sorcerers shook his body and shouted as if he was stimulated: "Impossible, there are more than 20 of us outside, how could you kill them?"
The sorcerer had just finished speaking when he was distracted by the flying corpse's punch and his head was blown off. White brain juice mixed with blood splattered everywhere, looking extremely bloody.
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