The Cursed Ship

, the bicycle carriage stopped in front of Zheng Yang, blocking his way.

Two dim lights lit up on the carriage, the color was indescribable. But it can directly shine into the depths of people's hearts, and the cold breath is like pouring the water of the Nine Nethernesses, which is icy cold to the bone.

At this time, it ignored the barriers and directly reflected on Zheng Yang through the carriage.

It was the eye of a being in the carriage, and it was irresistible. Zheng Yang felt that his soul was frozen, his body couldn't move at all, he couldn't even generate the will to resist, and he couldn't even move the idea of ​​​​summoning the thick fog to send him back.

terrible.

How does this exist? With just one stare, I lost any ability to resist!

At this time, Zheng Yang lost the concept of time, and he didn't know how long it had passed, and those eyes slowly disappeared.

The existence in the carriage did not attack Zheng Yang, but the carriage did not move either.

Zheng Yang suddenly understood that he seemed to be blocking the way of others.

At this time, he regained his awareness of his body, and found that his body was drenched in cold sweat, and his whole body was almost as weak as a collapse.

Get out of the way!

Zheng Yang moved slowly to the side of the road with difficulty, and the bicycle carriage passed by him, with a rumbling sound, and turned into the alley when he reached the alley with the ship lights.

Zheng Yang's heartbeat doubled, and the fear of being late didn't come until then.

Although he didn't know why that existence let him go, Zheng Yang immediately used his psychic energy to recover some physical strength, and quickly left the alleyway.

After such a terrible encounter, Zheng Yang is still unwilling to return just like that. He hopes to kill more targets and get more red light to help him strengthen his bloodline.

So after gradually recovering his condition, Zheng Yang turned to another lane.

After advancing nearly 200 meters in this laneway, there is another huge main street tens of meters ahead.

Suddenly, the sound of galloping footsteps came from the street, like thousands of horses, but also orderly and rhythmic. In front of this neatly rhythmic footsteps, there is a chaotic footsteps that are out of place.

Then Zheng Yang saw the Bull Demon King rushing in from the corner of the street ahead.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen tall warriors in full body armor chased after the Bull Demon King. They are necromancers, and their eyes exude the scarlet blood of a ship's lamp,

Carrying an iron sword and running wildly.

Those iron swords were entangled with strong remnant souls and black energy, the armor was old, mixed with blood and rust, exuding a ferocious aura, which could be felt by Zheng Yang tens of meters away.

Zheng Yang turned around and ran away.

A single necromancer, whether it is Zheng Yang or the Bull Demon King, can be easily killed. But the impact of their combined momentum? It's heart throbbing? It's hard to bring up the courage to fight head-on.

The scourge of the Bull Demon King provoked such a group of killers out of nowhere, and when he saw Zheng Yang yelling and screaming, he followed behind Zheng Yang, like good brothers who would never leave.

Nima!

Zheng Yang wished he could turn around and kill him with a sword.

Running through two lanes in a row? The group of undead warriors were still hot on their heels, and the speed was still close to 20 meters behind the Bull Demon King. The bull devil is also 20 meters away from Zheng Yang.

Zheng Yang gritted his teeth and greeted the eighteen generations of the Bull Demon King's ancestors one by one? Summoning the dense fog to return... The dense fog did not appear, and Zheng Yang realized that he was locked by the necromancers behind him, and he could not return in this state.

I bought a watch last year!

When they rushed into the next alleyway in a panic... Well, a ship lantern tens of meters ahead emits a faint light? The rich blood color shrouds the light? It fills the whole alleyway with an ominous atmosphere.

Finally, there is no need to run.

Fight it! Zheng Yang would rather face the group of undead warriors than run under that ship light.

When the Bull Demon King saw the lantern, he braked suddenly, and the soles of his feet made a long trace on the floor. In those bull eyes the size of copper bells, the pupils instantly shrank to the size of a pinhead.

"kill!"

Zheng Yang turned around and rushed towards the Necromancer, and the Bull Demon King also turned around with a roar of a bull? Not to be outdone—the one who falls behind may be swallowed by the terrifying existence under the ship lights.

kill kill kill...

The necromancer let out a silent cry, conveying a neat killing intent in their aura. With their upper bodies turned slightly, they raised their iron swords flat on their shoulders, and charged forward with the tip of their swords.

Can this posture be stabbed or hacked? It is impeccable.

The two sides are close to six meters

Zheng Yang shot first? Swish two swords? Slashed out a huge flame cross. The next moment, he kicked his legs and shot to the side of the alleyway, avoiding the frontal impact angle of the necromancer soldiers.

Almost at the same time, the Necromancer hacked out the iron sword neatly, shooting out a five-meter-long sword of death, covering all the frontal space under the attack.

"Boom~"

The poor Bull Demon King was tricked, he was not as cunning as Zheng Yang, and was greeted by at least five sword qi of death. In an emergency, he only had time to raise his mace horizontally to block it, and then he was smashed and slid back against the ground, a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air.

Zheng Yang narrowly escaped the attack, he stuck to the cabin wall by the side of the road, two death sword qi clinging to his body and chopping on the ground.

And Zheng Yang's Flaming Cross Slash also achieved results. Three undead warriors were killed by him with one move, turned into flying ash, and three red lights shot into his body like lightning.

"Crack~"

Zheng Yang shook his hands and threw out a bolt of lightning, his body spun like a top, turning into a whirlwind and rushing into the middle of the team of necromancers. At this time, he directly ignored life and death.

Put it to death and come back to life!

Spiral Slash - Zheng Yang's latest group attack tactic, the flaming long sword brings out a burning ring of fire, which expands among the undead warriors.

The five undead warriors suffered a disaster and were cut into two sections.

There are nine more!

The aura of the Necromancers was destroyed by Zheng Yang. At this moment, they were scattered and threatened.

The Bull Demon King has thick blood and high defense, and he only spit out a mouthful of blood after being set on fire, and rushed forward again. This time, he finally picked up a bargain and ate meat.

Sweeping with a stick, the Bull Demon King forced two necromancer soldiers to be shredded. In the face of absolute power, the armor on them is actually very fragile.

Zheng Yang didn't dare to fall in love with the battle. After killing through the group of necromancer soldiers, he turned directly into the alleyway when he came in, and fled. He didn't forget the boat lantern wrapped in rich blood behind him.

The Bull Demon King wanted to kill again. Seeing Zheng Yang's reaction, he was shocked and ran after him.

From turning around to face the fight, the whole process of hand-to-hand combat is actually only three breaths long.

They had only run less than fifty meters, and there was a faint creaking and chewing sound from the alleyway behind them. When the armor was crunched, it was crunchy.

Without looking back, Zheng Yang waved at the Bull Demon King behind him, summoning the dense fog to return.

Good luck to yourself, God knows if that horrible thing will chase it out!

This time, the dense fog descended smoothly, and when it enveloped Zheng Yang and dissipated, Zheng Yang was no longer in front of the Bull Demon King.