Chapter 105 Don’t hit someone in the face

Chapter 105 Don’t hit someone in the face

"Monster, where are you going?"

Seeing that the vampire was thinking of retreating, Uncle Jiu stepped forward quickly with his sword in hand, his apricot-yellow robe running like the wind.

As he raised his hand, a money sword emitted a hot red light, like an arrow from the string. In the blink of an eye, it shot between the two vampires, causing them to scatter to both sides in shock.

Uncle Jiu waved his hand and hit Anna with a yellow talisman. Without caring about the result, he waved his mahogany sword and fought with Father Yan.

At the same time, Qiu Sheng followed closely, with a corpse suppressing talisman that said 'The general is here' stuck to the money sword, and hit Anna head on.

After a face-to-face meeting, the corpse-suppressing talisman was firmly attached to Anna's head. Qiu Sheng was also slapped on the face, rolled twice in the air, and fell to pieces.

Qiu Sheng shook his head and got up. He licked his tongue and felt that his mouth was filled with the taste of blood. It hurt but it was a huge profit. After all, his back molars were only a little loose, but the zombie couldn't move.

Before he could rejoice, he heard the sound of the yellow talisman being torn to pieces. He turned around and backed away in fright.

In sight, the female vampire tore the corpse-suppressing talisman into pieces, grinning and revealing sharp fangs, and her actions were not disturbed in the slightest.

Zhong Kui can't even restrain him, this is a big deal!

Qiu Sheng shivered, and in a hurry, he swept his feet and kicked the glutinous rice towards Anna: "Here you rice, quickly take it and count it."

Being insulted again.

Anna was furious and swung her claws towards Qiu Sheng's chest. She liked Shumi very much, but that didn't mean that she didn't forget her hobbies and interests regardless of the occasion when fighting.

Qiu Sheng raised the money sword to protect his chest. Unexpectedly, the money sword could not withstand the rapid attack and broke with a sudden sound. The coins flew everywhere.

The sharp claws were still strong, and they slapped Qiu Sheng's chest hard. There was an explosion, and Qiu Sheng flew backwards. White smoke erupted from Anna's palm, and she screamed and rolled on the ground.

The bottle containing the holy water was broken.

The lethality of holy water to monsters such as vampires is self-evident. Anna's palms were rotten and pus-filled, and the knuckles were bone-white. In three to five seconds, the palms broke off and fell off.

melted.

The picture is so uncomfortable that just looking at it makes my scalp tingle.

"Monster, take my sword!"

Liao Wenjie came around from behind, took out a bottle of holy water from his arms with a wave of his hand, and threw it at Anna like a bomb.

Anna's eyes suddenly shrank, she resisted the pain, and waved her black cloak in front of her. When the holy water bottle exploded on her body, she hurriedly took off her cloak and threw it aside.

The effect is average, not as good as Qiu Sheng's accidental mistake.

Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly and took out the last bottle of holy water without thinking. With Anna's face full of shock, he poured the holy water over his head and all over himself.

If you can't use it as a weapon, then use it for defense. If you have the ability, come and hit me!

Liao Wenjie wiped the holy water on his face and patted his neck and the back of his hands in front of Anna. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes conveyed the meaning.

Anna covered her crippled severed hand and backed away repeatedly, unwilling to let Liao Wenjie get close to her.

Qiu Sheng's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he followed suit. He wiped the holy water on his chest with both hands and patted it on his face and neck.

"Come on, come and hit me!"

"Qiu Sheng, you go help Uncle Jiu, I will take care of this female ghost."

Liao Wenjie urged, fearing that Qiu Sheng was determined to harm him, and added: "Hurry up, Uncle Jiu can't hold on any longer. If you don't go, I'll leave the ghost to you, and I'll help him."

How can this work!

Without saying a word, Qiu Sheng turned around and headed towards Uncle Jiu's battlefield.

Yellow talismans scattered and lit the fire.

On Uncle Jiu's side, he broke his wooden sword and scattered his money sword. He had two streaks of nosebleeds on his nose and was choked by Father Yan.

It's just deflated. It's not as exaggerated as Liao Wenjie said. It's currently 50-50, and there's at least an hour before it can't hold on.

Considering that it was already dark an hour later, Uncle Jiu won this round.

"Master, let me help you."

"Qiu Sheng, take the ink bucket."

Uncle Jiu took out the ink fountain from his arms, popped out a black thread, and threw the other end into Qiu Sheng's hand.

The two men stepped forward, one from the left and the other from the right, and straightened their ink lines to press down on Father Yan. The latter had a strange expression on his face because this move was very familiar to him and he had used his hooked nose before.

The effect...

Father Yan showed disdain, and under Uncle Jiu's surprised gaze, he took the initiative to stand up and hit the ink line.

Sparks flew and the ink line close to Father Yan lit up red, like a red-hot iron wire. Before Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng could flick the ink thread away, Father Yan raised his hand and grabbed it. Regardless of the heat in his palm, he pulled the ink thread in half with a bang.

"Master, there's something wrong with foreign zombies. They're not even afraid of corpse-suppressing charms."

Qiu Sheng fell on his butt, but still refused to give up, he kicked the glutinous rice at his feet towards Father Yan: "Here you rice, here you rice..."

"It's not that I'm not afraid, but I'm not as scared as the local zombies." Uncle Jiu looked solemn and secretly said that the foreign zombies were really troublesome.

Since ancient times, yin and yang have been in harmony with each other, just like day and night. Whether they are vampires or zombies, they are all feminine creatures that lie dormant during the day and emerge at night. Uncle Jiu is very convinced of this.

Therefore, it was not that his Taoist skills were useless, but that when he encountered foreign zombies for the first time, he did not find an effective method of restraint. Just like the talisman paper has its own purpose, even the ink bucket, chicken blood and other things are also the experience summed up by the predecessors from generation to generation.

Before dawn, when the sky was half dark, Father Yan noticed that his body was rolling, and his heart, which had not beaten for many years, was in agony. He immediately looked up to the sky and roared.

Black clouds floated in, and a swarm of bats occupied the sky, covering the sky tightly over the yard.

Feeling unwilling to stay for a long time, he turned around and ran towards his lover. When he saw Qiu Sheng holding the yellow talisman to block the way, he slapped him down without thinking...

It was stuck on Qiu Sheng's face.

After a slap fell, Qiu Sheng rolled twice in the air, groaning and unable to get up: "Foreign zombies are so rude, one or two, don't you know if you want to hit someone in the face or not?"

It wasn't that Qiu Shengtou would rather die than take a step back, but that Father Yan was too fast and he couldn't even hide in time.

Father Yan took matters into his own hands and touched the holy water on Qiu Sheng's face with his palm. Blisters instantly appeared on his palm, causing him to scream crazily in pain. His eyes were bright red and he was about to bleed.

"Qiu Sheng, continue!"

"Master, I'm like this, do you have any humanity..."

Qiu Sheng groaned twice. He couldn't get up, so how could he continue?

If the apprentice is unreliable, he has no choice but to get in on his own. Uncle Jiu quickly took off his Taoist robe, grabbed the clothes on both shoulders with both hands, spun them up and threw them into the air.

"The Four Saints of Heaven, the True Lord subdues the demons!"

He stepped on the Tiangang, pinched the magic weapon in his hand, and pointed at Father Yan who was still screaming. The apricot-yellow robe rotated rapidly in mid-air, like a big net covering Father Yan's head.

The next second, the Tai Chi yin and yang fish on the Taoist robe kept flowing, and Bagua lines lit up around it.

The red light is dazzling, and the heat wave reaches the sky.

Uncle Jiu's idea is very simple. If he can't find a way to restrain foreign zombies, he will use bigger tricks. Even if it lacks pertinence and the effect will be greatly reduced, there is nothing wrong with the power of extreme yang to strengthen the body and eliminate evil.

“Ahhhh————”

Under the apricot robe, screams and roars penetrated people, and billows of smelly black smoke filled the air. Qiu Sheng only smelled it for a moment before he fell down and retched.

Hiss!

Father Yan tore his robe to pieces, and his white face was burned into dehydrated char. The wrinkled skin like bark stuck to the bones, resembling a mummy, with bright red eyes and two fangs protruding.

At this time, Uncle Jiu turned back from Qiu Sheng, used his heart to move Qi, used Qi to move his body, and punched Father Yan in the face, hoping to fight the vampire up close.

Father Yan roared angrily, raised his hand to grab Uncle Jiu's fist, his eyes were fierce and full of sarcasm.

The next second, the fierce light turned into fear.

As soon as the black withered claws wrapped around Uncle Jiu's fist, he was burned by the holy water on the fist edge. He hurriedly let go and waved his arms to knock Uncle Jiu to the ground.

Uncle Jiu is riding a horse with a single whip, sweeping his legs and spreading his feet, and his body is lying back and straight. While avoiding the cross-arm attack, he used his strength through his waist and his legs to sweep into the socket of Father Zaiyan's left leg.

It felt as hard as iron, Father Yan remained motionless, and Uncle Jiu himself gasped in pain.

He hooked Father Yan's leg sockets, stood up straight, stepped forward, and struck Father Yan's chest and abdomen with his palms.

Hiss! !

The black robe and cape were ripped off by Uncle Jiu, and he followed up with his fists, continuously hitting Father Yan's skinny body.

…

Bang!

Liao Wenjie fell to the ground, and the red rope of the copper coins broke and scattered everywhere.

After fighting with the female vampire for a long time, he found that the opponent was fast, had amazing reflexes, and was far more flexible than domestic zombies.

When all aspects of his attributes were lagging behind, Iron Sand Palm had no achievements at all. If the female vampire had not broken off one of her hands before, and the holy water was poured on him, making the opponent avoid him, he would not be able to defeat him.

Although I haven't fought yet, that's not the point. The point is that Liao Wenjie suspects that this female vampire is much more powerful than Father Yan.

It was a mistake not to pick a soft persimmon!

Liao Wenjie had rough skin and thick flesh, and it didn't matter if he fell. The female vampire Anna was much worse. She was stained with holy water in several places on her body, and white smoke was flying in the air. She screamed crazily in pain.

There was a crash, and I don’t know which one of the two sent the signal, or it was the Bat Guardian. A mass of black clouds descended from the sky, blocking the line of sight and making it difficult to see the road.

"rise!"

Uncle Jiu bit his fingertips and held a yellow talisman in his hand. He slapped it on the ground and the fires scattered around began to burn violently.

The pillar of fire in the sky was extinguished in an instant, burning away a large number of bats, and the figures of Father Yan and Anna were clearly revealed. They could not escape, and the sun slowly emerged, so they turned and ran towards the nuns' dormitory.

"Qiu Sheng, get up and catch up."

Uncle Jiu shouted loudly and rushed towards the two vampires with flying footsteps. Qiu Sheng had no strength to fight anymore, so he raised his hand to wave.

When the bat fell, Liao Wenjie kept his head buried and chased Anna. He wore an iron cloth shirt to protect his body, so he was not afraid of the bat's bite. When his vision was clear, he took advantage of Anna's escape from the sun and fled left and right, and quickly rushed behind her. He held the cross tightly in his right hand and raised it high.

"Ana, watch your back."

Father Yan roared angrily, pushed his lover away with both hands, and used his arms to block the stabbing cross.

The cross, which was obviously a blunt instrument, easily penetrated Father Yan's forearm. The wound burst out with light and eroded in all directions at an unbelievable speed.

Father Yan's arm melted into two parts. The part with the palm turned into light spots and dissipated before it hit the ground. The other half also eroded to the shoulder at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Between life and death, Father Yan decisively tore off the arm. The next second, three cold rays of light struck his neck.

Severe pain hit him, and he held his neck and stepped back.

Liao Wenjie held three elongated silver rings between his fingers, gave a feint punch, held the cross in his other hand and inserted it into the priest's chest.

If you can cut it in half, try cutting it in the chest!

Bang!

Just as he was thinking about it, he was knocked away by Anna beside him and fell hard to the ground... There was also Uncle Ninth on the ground, and he was on top of Uncle Ninth.

"Uncle Jiu, go after them. Why did you catch me?"

Uncle Jiu: "..."

You obviously flew here by yourself!