I, the last yin and yang embroidery master

This zombie in front of you.

Like a cannonball, it rushed straight at it.

Compared to the previous green-haired zombie, the speed is more than several times faster.

Even in the eyes of the three.

They can only barely see the trajectory of its flight.

It’s the same as the green-haired zombie before.

The first target of this flying zombie is still Cheng Banxian.

The reason is also simple.

The breath of the descendants of the Huang family contaminated by Cheng Banxian’s body is the strongest.

For this case.

The three also expected it.

Su Yu hurriedly reminded again.

“Cheng Banxian be careful, the speed of this flying stiff is much faster than the previous one!”

Cheng Banxian did not respond, silently staring at the figure rushing ahead.

Wait quietly.

Ten meters!

Five meters!

One meter!

It’s now!!!

Cheng Banxian suddenly turned sideways and dodged this claw head-on.

He took out a bottle of cinnabar from his pocket and smashed it directly on Fei Zhen.

Cinnabar was scattered on Fei’s body.

Suddenly.

Green smoke rises.

Ghost howls stacked.

Each cinnabar is like a maggot with bones, deeply embedded in the musculoskeletal of the flying stiff.

Meanwhile.

Cheng Banxian suddenly felt a tingling pain in his arm.

Instantly, his face changed drastically.

Quickly took out a handful of sticky rice from his bag and pressed it on his upper arm.

The scalp-numbing “moisture” sound sounded at Cheng Banxian’s arm.

The glutinous rice pressed on the wound became pitch black in the blink of an eye.

Actually, just now.

It’s just that being cut by a flying zombie is already a blessing in misfortune.

Because just now, if Cheng Banxian only needs to slow down for another moment, he turns sideways.

Maybe the whole person will be directly torn apart by flying stiffness.

It’s not just scratched.

At this moment, the flying stiffness stained with cinnabar also slowed down by several points.

But even if it slows down.

It’s still a little scary fast.

For Su Yu and the three.

Every second is like dancing on the tip of a knife.

Every second requires extreme care.

Lao Lin held a peach wood sword in his right hand, twisted a talisman in his left hand, and said in a deep voice.

“Cheng Banxian, good job, leave it to me later.”

Fei Zombie did not care about the pain in his body at all.

He yelled at Lao Lin furiously.

In this roar, there is a dementor.

His legs tensed, and he roared towards Lao Lin.

“It’s just coming!”

At this moment of crisis, it stimulated Lao Lin’s fighting spirit like fire.

Throw the talisman in your left hand in the air.

The peach wood sword in his hand tapped the center of the talisman and pinched it in his hand.

“The spirit of Yangming, the divine power hides the heart; Collect the ghost, hide the human form; Spiritual runes together, reverence of the devil without a trace; Dare to disobey, the heavenly soldiers go up, urgent as a command. ”

“Six Ding, Six Jia Evil Talisman!”

“Eh!”

The talisman on the tip of the sword suddenly shone like a star, slowly burning, and the six gods shadow disk stood on it.

The old Lin peach wood sword pointed straight towards Fei Zombie, and the six gods phantom body contained a mighty righteous qi, and scolded angrily.

The six gods held six divine weapons and bombarded them out of their hands.

Swords, knives and axes, spears, hammers, guns.

With the magnificence of the divine power, it makes the yin spirit ghost burst apart!

The terrifying attack directly hit Fei Zhen’s body, and the trembling sound of gold and iron handover was non-stop.

Fei couldn’t hold back step by step, the hard corpse claw blocked the slashing divine weapon, and roared in his mouth.

For a while, it was a stalemate.

The six gods could not cut off the flying zombie head.

Flying Zombie is also unable to get rid of the six gods.

But in less than three seconds.

The Liuding Liujia Evil Talisman was already about to burn out.

Lao Lin’s arm also began to tremble slightly, and he was already gradually struggling.

“Snap-”

A crisp cracking sound sounded.

Su Yu’s face changed suddenly, and he secretly said something bad in his heart!

Hurriedly took the gold thread ink bucket and rushed towards Fei Zombie.

“Bang ————”

At the moment when all the evil talismans burned out, the peach wood sword in Lao Lin’s hand instantly broke into two.

Old Lin was immediately pushed to the ground by this impact, and all his internal organs were a little shocked.

But with its gold-iron body, Fei Zombie was not a big problem at all.

The sharp corpse claws grabbed towards Lao Lin’s head.

This claw, if hit.

Lao Lin’s head would be like a rotten watermelon, bursting to the ground.

This is at this time of great crisis!

Su Yu held the gold thread ink bucket and directly blocked in front of Lao Lin.

Stepping on the ink bucket, the left hand pulls the gold thread, like a sun-shooting bow.

Su Yu’s right hand twisted the gold thread with all his strength.

Stretch back.

Pop up suddenly.

“Snap ————”

The golden thread hit Fei Zhen’s body, and sparks splashed in an instant.

The flying zombie was directly repelled thirty meters away.

Ink Dou is extremely restrained to zombies, plus there is a bonus of gold thread.

It has a one-hit effect!

But the ink bucket can only drive away the corpse, not destroy the corpse.

And the limitations are too large, and can only be used as a temporary emergency measure.

Just as Su Yu was about to take out the ivory.

Behind him sounded Lao Lin’s fierce voice.

“Stepping on the seven star steps, hand-drawing the gossip map, Mr. Yin and Yang invites the gods.”

“I worship the thirty-three heavens, the thirty-six days to the front of the stage, the South Dou is born, the North Dipper is dead, those who obey the order are made marquises, those who do not obey are beheaded, the Ziwei Emperor, urgent as a decree.”

“Please God!”

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PS: This chapter was written for three hours….

In order to be that kind of picture, can be presented in the big brain of all readers, I don’t know if I have done it, anyway, I myself have a sense of picture, cough.

There is another chapter tonight, and it is estimated that it will be three or four o’clock.

The dog author codeword is too slow, no way.

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