I, the last yin-yang embroidery master

This zombie in front of you.

Like a cannonball, it rushed straight in.

Compared with the previous green-haired zombies, the speed is more than several times faster.

Even in the eyes of the trio.

I can only barely see the trajectory of its flight.

It's just like the green-haired zombies before it.

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

The reason is also very simple.

Cheng Banxian's body is contaminated with the breath of the descendants of the Huang family, which is the strongest.

For this case.

The three of them 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 didn't respond, staring silently at the figure rushing in front of him.

Wait quietly.

Ten meters!

Five meters!

One meter!

It's !! now

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

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

Cinnabar was scattered all over the body.

Suddenly.

Green smoke rises.

Ghost howls stacked.

Each cinnabar is like a maggot attached to the bone, deeply embedded in the stiff musculoskeletal body.

Meanwhile.

Cheng Banxian suddenly felt a tingling pain in his arm.

In an instant, his face changed dramatically.

Hurriedly took out a handful of glutinous rice from the bag and pressed it on his big arm.

The scalp-numbing "zizi" sound sounded in Cheng Banxian's arm.

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

Actually, just now.

It's just that the big arm was cut by the flying zombie, which is already a blessing in misfortune.

Because just now, if Cheng Banxian only needs to slow down for a moment, turn sideways.

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

It's not just about getting scratched.

At this moment, the flying stiffness stained with cinnabar also slowed down by more than a few points.

But even if the speed is slowed down too.

It's still a little fast and scary.

For the three of Su Yu.

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

Every second requires extreme caution.

Lao Lin held the peachwood 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 Jian didn't care about the pain on his body at all.

yelled angrily at Lao Lin.

In this roar, there was a sound of dementorship.

His legs tensed, and he roared towards Lao Lin and rushed towards him.

"Just in time!".

At this moment of crisis, it inspired Lao Lin's fighting spirit like fire.

Throw the talisman in your left hand into the air.

The peachwood sword in his hand tapped the center of the talisman and pinched the trick in his hand.

"The essence of the yang, the power of the gods hides the heart, the charm of the yin, the hidden human form, the spirit rune, the worship of the devil without a trace, dare to disobey, the heavenly soldiers go up, urgent as the law. "

"Liuding Liujia Evil Talisman!".

"Boom!".

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

Lao Lin Taomu sword pointed straight towards Fei Zhuang, and the six gods phantom body was full of righteousness, and scolded angrily.

The six gods held six divine weapons and bombarded out of the body.

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

With the power of the brilliant gods, the yin spirit is shattered!

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

Fei Fei couldn't stop retreating step by step, and the hard corpse claws blocked the slashed divine weapon, and his mouth roared non-stop.

For a while, it was a stalemate.

The six gods couldn't cut off the flying zombie's head.

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

But it took less than three seconds.

The six Ding Liujia evil talismans are about to burn out.

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

"Click-".

A crisp cracking sound sounded.

Su Yu's face changed abruptly, and he secretly said in his heart that it was not good!

Hurriedly took the golden thread ink fountain and rushed towards the flying zombie.

"Bang ————

".

At the moment when all the six Ding and Liujia evil talismans burned out, the peachwood sword in Lao Lin's hand instantly broke into two.

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

But Fei Zombie relied on his golden and iron body, and there was no big problem at all.

The sharp claws of the corpse grabbed at Lao Lin's head.

This claw, if it hits.

Lao Lin's head will be like a rotten watermelon, shattering to the ground.

At this time of great crisis!

Su Yu held a golden ink fountain and blocked it directly in front of Lao Lin.

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

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

Stretch back.

Pop it up.

"Smack————

".

The golden thread slammed into Fei Zhuang's body, and in an instant, sparks flew in all directions.

Fei Fei was directly repulsed to a distance of thirty meters.

The ink fountain is extremely restrained from zombies, plus it has the bonus of gold threads.

It's even more effective with one hit!

But the ink fountain can only drive away corpses, not destroy them.

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

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

Lao Lin's fierce voice sounded behind him.

"Stepping on the seven star steps, hand-drawing the gossip map, Mr. Yin and Yang invited the gods. "

"I worship the thirty-three heavens, the thirty-six days gang to the front of the stage, Nandou is born, Beidou is dead, those who obey the order are crowned, and those who do not obey are beheaded, Emperor Ziwei is as anxious as the law. "

"Please, God!".

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PS: This chapter took three hours to write....

In order to present that kind of picture in the big brains of readers, I don't know if I have done it, anyway, I have a good sense of picture, cough cough.

There's one more chapter tonight, and it's estimated to be three or four o'clock.

Dog author codewords are too slow, no way.

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