Physical Push! You Call This A Necromancer?

"Oh? Is this really the case? Then let's try."

Qiao Yu's smile became even brighter. He didn't understand why the system would prompt him that Fang Tian's painting halberd had locked on the target again.

Now he understands, it turns out that Tang Wumou, the old Guandeng, is still alive.

"Hmph! Overestimate yourself! Then try it, you will know what real despair is after you have tried it!"

The corner of Tang Wumou's mouth sneered even worse, he was Qin Xuan's body, how could Fang Tian's painted halberd be useful to him?

"Then I'll come, mine is big, you have to bear with it."

Qiao Yu kicked hard on the ground, creating a big hole in the ground. Holding Fang Tian's painted halberd, he leaped high, and then slashed down towards Tang Wumou.

Tang Wumou's expression was disdainful at first, and then his face changed slightly. An unbelievable look appeared in his eyes, and the expression on his face also became a little unbelievable.

Then it went straight from disbelief to unimaginable horror.

Because Tang Wumou suddenly realized that when Fang Tian's painting halberd was cut at him, that feeling came back!

Tang Wumou felt that he was back, he felt that they were all back, it was this feeling of powerlessness and weakness.

It's a pity that there is no video camera under the basement of Dihun Ancient House, otherwise Tang Wumou's expression changes could be included in the Beijing Film Academy textbook.

"What kind of weapon are you? How can you have a soul lock?" Tang Wumou was so frightened that the souls of the dead were terrified, and even his voice became very sharp.

Then he threw the Qin family in his hand towards Qiao Yu to block the blow.

Coincidentally, the person who was thrown by Tang Wumou was none other than the Little Sword God Qin Hao.

"Qiao Yu, stop! It's me, it's me! We are still alumni of Kyoto University!" Qin Hao yelled in fright.

However, instead of slowing down, Qiao Yu's slashing momentum accelerated, with a happy smile on his face.

"Qin Hao, right? Don't worry! I know you must have a heart of selfless dedication for the Qin family. The Qin family will definitely remember your contribution to the Qin family. You can go at ease!"

Qin Hao's face turned pale with fright, and then he directly imitated Teacher Tom, closing his eyes and waiting to die.

Maybe I can't feel the pain when I close my eyes, and the pain of being split in half did not appear.

Qin Hao opened his eyes, touched his body, and a look of joy appeared on his face immediately.

"Alive! I'm still alive and well!"

Qiao Yu also frowned with some doubts, he did strike Qin Hao with Fang Tian's painting halberd just now.

But Fang Tian painted the halberd directly through Qin Hao's body, as if Qin Hao didn't exist.

Such a weird scene made Qiao Yu wonder about Qi Jie.

Could it be that because Tang Wumou only had his soul left, Fang Tian's painted halberd became a weapon that only attacked the soul?

Qiao Yu didn't think about it, anyway, it would be enough to kill Tang Wumou.

The card for identifying a thief as father has been used up, and the only function of Fang Tian's painting halberd, a D-level weapon, is to kill Tang Wumou with one blow.

Seeing this, Tang Wumou turned around and ran away without any precaution or hesitation.

The word "fear of death" has long been engraved into Tang Wumou's DNA sequence, and Tang Wumou's eternal goal is to live forever.

Apart from being alive, Tang Wumou could give up everything else.

"Grass, want to run?"

Qiao Yu's eyes froze.

"Undead Replacement!"

A skeleton soldier switched places with Qiao Yu, and Qiao Yu instantly appeared on Tang Wumou's only way.

Tang Wumou came to a sudden stop.

Then he punched the ceiling above his head violently.

The underground space of Dihun Ancient House was instantly shaken violently, and countless rubble and smoke fell down, making the underground space extremely low in visibility.

Afterwards, a passage leading to the outside world was opened by Tang Wumou, and Tang Wumou rushed upwards without hesitation.

Just when Tang Wumou thought he was going to escape, a huge vine fell from the sky and directly flew him back.

Looking at the green vines, Qiao Yu suddenly had a familiar feeling.

At this time, a soft and boneless body pressed against Qiao Yu's back silently, and then a voice like blue breath rang in his ear.

"Qiao Yu, long time no see, miss me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Yu felt that his ears were wrapped in a warm and moist place, and a naughty little tongue kept sweeping against his ear.

The young and inexperienced Qiao Yu couldn't stand this, he was so frightened that he jumped up.

"Grass? Who attacked me?"

Qiao Yu turned her head abruptly, and saw Tang Lan's charming smiling face.

"Tang Lan? Why are you so haunted?" Qiao Yu was stunned.

"Have you forgotten our experience so quickly? Scumbag!"

Tang Lan glanced at Qiao Yu resentfully, then pointed to Qiao Yu's chest.

"Your heart has my original wood species."

"Shut up, you! You and I only have the experience of being dragged out by half of your shit!"

Whenever Qiao Yu thinks of this, black lines are all over her head, Tang Lan is a elusive woman, sooner or later she will give her a heart attack!

"Come on, Qiao Yu big brother. Speaking of which, I still need to thank you."

Tang Lan smiled, but that smile was filled with icy chill.

"If it wasn't for you, I really wouldn't know. It turns out that my good grandpa is still alive."

Tang Lan looked up at Qin Xuan's face.

Although this face was not Tang Wumou's, it was impossible for Tang Lan to forget the look in those eyes.

She was so familiar with this look, it was the eyes of her good grandfather, so familiar that Tang Lan wanted to pick out the pair of eyeballs with her own hands.

"It turned out to be my good granddaughter."

Tang Wumou looked at Tang Lan, and there was no intimacy in his eyes, just a smile that was not on the surface.

"That's right, my good grandpa, I'm here to see you off to death. I want to have a feast." Tang Lan also smiled. Both the grandpa and grandson are ruthless people, and they are very skilled at nourishing qi.

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"Drink, grow up." Tang Wumou smiled.

"Drink, you must." Tang Lan also smiled.

Then the grandfather and grandson made a bold move.

After a while, Tang Lan's strength has also been promoted to the king rank, which made Qiao Yu a little speechless.

It's a pity that Wang Jie's strength is obviously not enough for Tang Lan, who is at the peak of the imperial rank, who is so scheming.

Qiao Yu frowned slightly, and just when he was about to attack with him, Tang Lan stopped him.

"Qiao Yu! Don't come here! This is our Tang family's business, I have to kill him myself!"

Tang Lan's pretty face was full of stubbornness. The Tang family's blood feud had transformed her long ago. She must use Tang Wumou's head to comfort the spirits of the Tang family.

"Use my blood to worship the god of trees!"

Tang Lan let out a snarl, and the green vines instantly turned blood red, like crystal Ambers.

Afterwards, both the power and the speed of the vine went up to a higher level, chasing after Tang Wumou and stabbing it.

"That's fine, then I promise not to interfere in your battle."

Qiao Yu agreed, and then he picked up Fang Tian's painting halberd and gestured to the side, making ha ha ha ha sounds from time to time, and from time to time he cast murderous looks at Tang Wumou.

Tang Wumou, who watched this kind of behavior aside, frowned again and again. You must know that Fang Tian's painted halberd in Qiao Yu's hand could kill him with one blow.

In addition to dealing with Tang Lan who ran away, he had to devote half of his energy to prevent Qiao Yu from suddenly attacking him.

Over time, Tang Wumou was actually suppressed at a disadvantage in the battle with Tang Lan!

"Boy, you are enough! I have endured you for a long time!"

In this mentally tense state, Tang Wumou soon couldn't hold back anymore, and yelled directly at Qiao Yu.

Seeing this, Qiao Yu frowned slightly, and asked a little puzzled.

"What's wrong with me? I didn't bother your grandpa and grandson to fight, you two beat you, what do you care about me?"

"Are you still calling it? Then why have you been gesticulating with Fang Tian's painted halberd?" Tang Wumou scolded angrily.

Qiao Yu was not happy when he heard the words, and immediately retorted.

"As we all know, I, Qiao Yu, am a necromancer. As a necromancer, I also like Lu Bu very much. It is reasonable to practice Fang Tian's painting halberd to keep fit when I have nothing to do?"