Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt a black shadow floating towards him like a phantom, and then he felt a cold aura in front of him, and he didn't even react, and his face was already "snapped" with a crisp sound, and he was slapped heavily. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The whole person in the black robe suddenly felt in pain, and the muscles on the left side of his face couldn't help but twitch under the blow of gravity.

And what's even more terrifying is that where he was hit, there was actually a cold aura on his face, and that yin qi seemed to have a tendency to drill into the flesh, so that his face was like the pain of ice and fire, so uncomfortable.

What's even more pitiful is that after he was beaten, he didn't see clearly who the perpetrator was!

Just saw a black shadow fly in front of him, and then felt a cold aura spread in front of him, and then he received a heavy slap in the face.

On the other hand, on the other side, they all looked calm, as if they were okay people.

This couldn't help but make the black-robed middle-aged man angry.

At that moment, he covered his beaten face with his right hand, and scolded loudly: "Which turtle son slapped Lao Tzu's face, stand up for me, and see if I don't train you to be a human ......"

A "snap" slap sounded again in the quiet courtyard of the old house.

With the black-robed middle-aged man receiving a second slap, the big guy finally saw the true face of the benevolent brother who shot it

It's not the three elders of the Wang family, it's not Fu Ji, the shopkeeper of the corpse inn, it's actually the yin female dragon Snow Goose!

Oh my God, it turned out that Long Xueyan was teaching this middle-aged man in a black robe who didn't know the height of the sky, it was really happy.

"You...... You little girl, you hurt me? ”

The black-robed middle-aged man pointed at Long Xueyan's nose and asked angrily.

"So what?"

Long Xueyan asked rhetorically without changing his face.

Not to mention how cloudy and light the expression was, as if she was not beating a person, but a dog of her own.

"Okay, okay, just admit it, see if I don't want your life!"

After that, the black-robed middle-aged man shook the soul bell in his hand, and muttered a spell that I didn't understand at all.

But Uncle Wu Mingming, who was present, was an expert in chasing corpses, and when he heard the black-robed man chanting the spell, he expected that the other party wanted to drive away those zombies to deal with Long Xueyan.

At the moment, he hurriedly took out his soul bell from his arms, and at the same time grabbed a handful of glutinous rice in his left hand, and was also prepared for emergencies.

After Wu was ready tomorrow, the five zombies on the black-robed side had already begun to move slowly.

Seeing this, he shook the soul bell in his hand without hurry, and with a calm expression on his face, he was obviously prepared.

It is said that as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Even I, a layman who can only watch the excitement, couldn't help but cheer for him in my heart when I saw Wu tomorrow's move.

Because in terms of temperament alone, Wu Tomorrow is already better than the black robe.

The black robe shot with a sense of anger, this is precisely the taboo of soldiers, just ask you have been carried away by anger, how can you still have a chance to win?

What's more, when the master has made a move, in the case of equal strength, the victory or defeat is often a matter of the fraction.

Looking at Uncle Wu Mingming's expression again, he was extremely calm and calm, and his face did not change at all, and it was obvious that he was in his chest.

It can be said that as soon as he made a move, the black robe had already lost the upper hand in momentum.

As soon as Wu Mingming's soul bell was shaken, it immediately made a crisp sound, which was completely different from the dull sound quality of the black robe.

And after Wu Ming shook the soul bell in his hand, the five zombies in the black robe immediately retreated in fright as if a mouse had seen a cat.

Seeing that the other party actually had a corpse chaser expert, the black robe knew that he was careless, and immediately stepped up his recitation of the spell, and at the same time, the bell in his hand shook more rapidly and violently, and even I who was standing on the side was a little upset when I heard it, and I don't know how those zombies felt after hearing these sounds?

But these zombies shouldn't feel anything, after all, two of the three corpses died, and the bardo body that won the one was a monster with no divine sense at all, except for staying in the zombie's body for a long time, there was no other perception function.

Unlike the poisonous zombie in Liao Zong's house in Yantuo Village, the three corpse insects on the top of the head and in the abdomen were wiped out, that is to say, the upper yin body and the middle bardo body died at the end, so he knelt down to Liao Zong that night.

Wu Mingming didn't pay attention to the changes in the black robe, just stood in place and shook the soul bell in his hand, his face was calm.

The five zombies had already been frightened by Wu Mingming's soul bell and retreated, but the black robe forcibly forced them back with the bell in his hand, and jumped close to Wu Mingming's side, obviously wanting to attack Wu Mingming.

Standing in the crowd, I couldn't help it, and my heart was beating even more suddenly, for fear that Wu Ming's strength would be hurt by those zombies.

Then surprisingly, the three elders of the Wang family and Wang Qingkun had no sign of helping Wu tomorrow at all.

I don't understand this situation.

At the moment, he could only lower his voice and begged Wu Yuanyang next to him: "Second grandfather, you can help Uncle Wu quickly, those zombies will bite him in a while!" ”

Wu Yuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and responded calmly: "Xiao Yiyang, don't worry, this black robe is too arrogant, and it is not your Uncle Wu Mingming's opponent at all, so let's watch a good show!" ”

"Why?"

I'm still a little apprehensive and asking.

"You should know that Wu Mingming is Wang Xing'an's closed disciple, and he is the best at this kind of thing."

"An arrogant and arrogant person like the black robe will be killed in less than a few rounds, our goal should be to prevent the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Gu from suddenly attacking and hurting people!"

Wu Yuan stared at the Ten Thousand Saints Fairy Gu vigilantly as he spoke, for fear that she would carry out a surprise attack.

I nodded as if I didn't understand, and then returned my gaze to Wu Mingming's body again, nervously looking forward to the next second.

In the moment when I was talking to Wu Yuan, the five zombies had already jumped about two meters away from Wu Mingming's face.

But Wu Ming still rang the bell as if no one was around, as if he didn't care about these five ugly zombies at all.

Seeing that the zombie was getting closer and closer to Wu Mingming, the situation on the field was becoming more and more severe, and the corners of the black-robed man's mouth gradually showed a smug smile.

He thinks that his five zombies will soon tear the corpse chaser in front of him into several pieces.

So in the case of the final score of the victory, he has already begun to plan how to deal with others in the next second.

Then the smile on the corner of his mouth finally dissipated, and Wu would have already made a move tomorrow.

I saw Wu Mingming put down the bell in his hand, unhurriedly raised his left hand holding glutinous rice, and threw it fiercely at the five zombies in front of him, and the glutinous rice was sprinkled on the five zombies.

For a while, a puff of white smoke came out of the five zombies, and the ghosts cried and howled in pain on the spot.