Physical Push! You Call This A Necromancer?

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

"Wake up! Wake up!"

Qiao Yu swung his big hand around Mi Yuan's delicate face, the force was so great that the corners of the old man's mouth twitched.

This kid is really a fucking wolf!

Under Qiao Yu's strong and continuous output, Mi Yuan finally woke up leisurely, and Qiao Yu hurriedly stopped.

"Sister Mi Yuan, you finally woke up!"

There was a touch of surprise in Qiao Yu's voice. If Mi Yuan cooperated with him, he would be more sure of dealing with the old man.

At this time, Mi Yuan was no longer the exquisite appearance before, both sides of her face were swollen, as if she had been shot in the foot beyond recognition, she looked like a pig's head.

Mi Yuan felt the pain on her face, she raised her hand to touch her face, and gasped for an instant in pain.

"Who did it!"

Mi Yuan's tone was icy cold, revealing endless killing intent.

She didn't even need to look in the mirror to know that she must be disfigured now.

Qiao Yu also shivered, and quickly stretched out a finger to point at the old man who was still fighting fiercely in the distance.

"It's him, it's him, it's him!"

"I just saw him put you on the altar and slap you madly!"

Old man: "..."

He has only one thought in his mind now: This young man doesn't talk about martial arts, he is here to deceive, slander, and harm me, an old comrade.

Sure enough, Mi Yuan turned her head coldly, her eyes almost bursting with anger.

"help me."

After Mi Yuan left a word, she rushed towards the old man with a broad sword in hand. The wound on her calf bitten by the big yellow dog was still oozing blood.

"it is good!"

Qiao Yu controlled the remaining dozen or so skeleton warriors to separate a path for Mi Yuan, and Mi Yuan swung her sword and slashed at the old man's head.

Just as the old man was about to fight back, a skeleton stood in front of him.

"Boy, I'm determined to tear you apart!"

The old man smashed a skeleton with a cane, his eyes were full of coldness.

"You can live until then to talk about it!"

As soon as Qiao Yu raised his hand, the old man's fifty percent agility instantly disappeared.

But the old man seemed to hold a grudge against Qiao Yu.

He swung his cane vigorously, knocking the injured Mi Yuan back again and again, and then rushed towards Qiao Yu.

The old man raised his leg and kicked Qiao Yu's waist.

Qiao Yu put on a flutter knuckle and directly punched back.

Boom!

Fist and foot collided, and the old man took three steps back, while Qiao Yu took seven or eight steps back to stabilize his body.

Qiao Yu couldn't help being a little speechless, the strength attribute he was most proud of was not enough in front of this old man.

Is this the huge gap between elementary and intermediate?

Little did he know that the shock in the old man's heart was far more violent than Qiao Yu's.

"You can summon undead, so you're clearly a necromancer? Why do you have such a strong body?" the old man asked.

"You care about your father?"

Qiao Yu was unforgiving on his lips, but thoughtful in his heart.

This old man actually knows about necromancers? Could it be that he is not an npc in the dungeon of Dihun Lake, but a player?

"Hmph! When I capture you, I'll know everything!"

A look of greed flashed in the old man's eyes, he believed that Qiao Yu must have the secret to make his body stronger.

He rushed over and slammed his cane towards Qiao Yu's face. Qiao Yu dodged quickly and punched the old man at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the old man's eyes and hands were quick, and he directly grabbed Qiao Yu's wrist and moved forward. Qiao Yu staggered and rushed towards the old man.

Immediately afterwards, he stabbed Qiao Yu in the stomach with a cane, and kicked Qiao Yu hard.

Qiao Yu's body rolled out three meters away, and his health dropped by a third visibly to the naked eye.

The old man was so powerful that he rushed towards the fallen Qiao Yu.

Mi Yuan also rushed over, but the old man danced the crutch so vigorously that he was one against two for a while, and he didn't lose the wind!

It's just that the black shadow on the altar screamed more and more terribly, and the old man's face became more and more anxious.

After another crutch knocked Qiao Yu to the ground, he rushed towards Mi Yuan. The first thing to do was to send Mi Yuan, the sacrifice, back to the altar!

And at this moment, the old man suddenly screamed miserably!

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, the big yellow dog bit the old man's shoulder, just like it had bitten Mi Yuan before.

Qiao Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He let the big yellow dog hide in the shadows just to wait for this opportunity, and he quickly got up.

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The crutch in the old man's hand hit the big yellow dog desperately.

However, that big yellow dog had long been turned into an undead creature by Qiao Yu, and he had no fear of death and pain at all.

It bit the old man tightly, and there was a tooth-piercing bone cracking sound, apparently the old man's shoulder blade was split open by the big yellow dog.

Mi Yuan seized the opportunity and stabbed the old man's abdomen with a sword, and the old man screamed again.

He stepped back again and again, raised his hands to grab the big yellow dog, and tore the big yellow dog in half with a puff.

Sticky dog ​​blood spattered his face, and the old man looked more and more fierce at this time, just like a Shura who crawled out of hell.

"You guys also want to kill me? Idiots are dreaming!"

The old man cursed fiercely.

"I will sacrifice all of you to the evil spirits, so that you will live forever and never be reborn!"

"Oh? Is that really the case?"

Qiao Yu's cold voice sounded from behind the old man, and before the old man could react, a fist wearing a knuckle hit his old waist.

"Crit strike! -1080!"

Looking at the bloody fist piercing through his lower abdomen, the old man was stunned.

The junior player he didn't care about the most turned out to be the one who posed the greatest threat to him in the end.

If Qiao Yu hadn't manipulated the big yellow dog to gain his trust, and suddenly took away Mi Yuan when he was offering sacrifices, he would have succeeded in offering sacrifices by now.

"Who the hell are you?" The old man stared at Qiao Yu with his eyes wide open, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"I am your father."

The corner of Qiao Yu's mouth twitched, and he threw the old man's body to the ground.

Blood froth kept coming out of the old man's mouth, and he kept coughing, seeing more air intake and less air output.

But a pair of spiteful eyes still stared at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu thought in his heart that he was lucky, if it wasn't for the old man's underestimation of the enemy to give him a chance, the current situation would not be certain.

"So you're not a Laker at all, but a player like us? Then what's going on with this ancient house? What's the altar?"

Mi Yuan questioned the old man.

"Hehe, you don't think you're sure to win, do you?"

Even now, the old man still didn't panic at all, he sneered and closed his eyes directly.

"Since you don't want to say anything, you can go to hell."

Mi Yuan frowned, raised her broad sword and slashed at the old man's neck.

"Stop! Or I'll kill this woman right away."

A gloomy voice sounded behind Mi Yuan, and the passage that was closed by the old man reopened at some point.

Cao Shao, who was covered in wounds, led Qin Qianxue down the stairs, his knife still resting on Qin Qianxue's white neck.

Wu Chengfu, who was walking behind, was still holding a petite figure who had passed out in a coma, and he fixed his eyes on Tang Lan.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but frowned, how could Tang Lan be captured alive by Wu Chengfu?