Zhao Li didn't bother to talk to this guy, and directly lifted him to the back and handed him over to Chu Jie who followed closely.

Then he pulled out the ancient black gold knife in his hand in an instant, and the archaeologists were indeed a little puzzled when they saw this scene.

And Zhao Lijian didn't bother to explain, the black gold ancient knife instantly slashed out, slashed on the bronze gate, and then slashed out in an instant.

Prepare to dig a large hole directly on the bronze gate that can be passed through.

At this time, the archaeologists were really out of breath, and looked at this scene in confusion, not knowing what Mr. Zhao Li was doing.

Let the Taoist move the mountain to delay the time, but he is going to split the bronze door directly with a knife?
No matter how you look at such a decision, how do you feel that Zhao Li is unnecessary. If Zhao Li and Taoist Qianshan join forces, they can definitely kill the big scorpion.

But Zhao Li directly let the archaeologists escape, and the live broadcast room who saw this scene started talking with us.

"What is behind that? What is Mr. Zhao Li doing here? Why didn't he choose to open the bronze door, but chose to split it with a knife?"

"Why does this look more and more weird? Did Teacher Zhao Li make a mistake? Why do you feel that Teacher Zhao Li is doing useless work?"

"Uh, Mr. Zhao Li is amazing, this bronze door must be at least 20 centimeters thick, right? Is it just split open?"

Without too much nonsense, Zhao Li quickly dug a big hole in the bronze door, and the eyes of the archaeologists behind him jumped when they saw this.

Chu Jie was about to turn his head and ask Taoist Qianshan to leave with them, but he was about to turn around when he suddenly stopped.

Somewhat dullly, they looked at the hole opened by Zhao Li, and the rest of the archaeologists did the same thing, looking at the scene outside the bronze gate.

Including the archaeological team members holding the live broadcast equipment there, they also clearly reflected this scene in the live broadcast room.

At this moment, the refugee foreigners collapsed in an instant, screaming in an instant:

"What? It's these scorpions! We are dead!"

Then they directly collapsed on the ground, because the facts placed in front of them were too cruel.

Because outside the bronze door, there are densely packed red scorpions.

With just a cursory glance, one can easily tell that the number has broken through the one hundred mark.

And this is far from the end. On the steps they ascended to the main hall, there were also red shadows flickering there.

It's densely packed and makes people's scalp tingle just by looking at it.

"This... how do we get out?"

Chu Jie was also a little stuttering and muttering to himself at the moment.

However, when the archaeologists were shocked by all this, Zhao Li walked out with a black gold bone knife in his hand.

And those red scorpions that were still crawling seemed to sense something, and instantly looked at him.

Those eyes were like a nun looking at a blasphemous rough man. If eyes could kill, Zhao Li would probably be stared to death by these scorpions countless times.

But before these red scorpions could react, Zhao Li took the lead.

The figure disappeared in an instant at a speed that can be captured by the naked eye. The water friends who were watching the live broadcast were indeed surprised to find that their mobile phones seemed to be stuck.

"What's going on? Could it be that there are too many red scorpions, causing my phone to become stuck?"

More than one person muttered like this.

Because in their mobile phones, Zhao Li's figure was like a frame drop, sometimes appearing here and then reappearing on the other side.

The black gold ancient knife in his hand also dropped frames along with Zhao Li's figure, sometimes cutting horizontally and sometimes vertically.

But what remains the same is that every time Zhao Li strikes a knife, those red scorpions will fall down one by one.

"Fuck!"

This sound was yelled by an archaeological team member. He was really shocked, because he was just shocked by the scene in front of him.

But clearly saw Zhao Li's calm profile.

And when he came back to his senses and was about to call out Mr. Zhao Li, there was already blood and flesh flying outside.

And hearing this exclamation, the rest of the archaeologists were also relieved, and also swear:

"Grass!"

"Don't be dazed! Get the salt in your backpack ready, stay here and don't move. If there are scorpions rushing in, you can sprinkle salt on them!"

At this moment, Zhao Li's voice came slowly. Hearing Zhao Li's voice, Kou Shuiyuan seemed to be traveling in a dream, why did he turn over his backpack.

"Just now, Mr. Zhao Li, did you kill him alone?"

An archaeologist said with some uncertainty.

Hearing his inquiry, the rest of the archaeologists also recovered from the shock.

"That's right, Teacher Zhao Li is out!"

"Then... what's going on outside? Is it my eyesight?"

"I saw a lot of red scorpions, and I saw Teacher Zhao Li swarming with swords. It felt too dreamy. Isn't this really a martial arts TV series?"

At this moment, Chu Jie suddenly shouted:
"Stop talking! Act according to Teacher Zhao Li's orders! Hurry up!"

Anyway, it wasn't until this time that the foreigner woke up like a dream, seeing the archaeologists rummaging through their backpacks.

Then he took out the salt from the backpack, and then hurriedly shouted: "That's right! These scorpions are very afraid of salt! Their carapace can be corroded by salt!"

But at this time, no one really cared about this strong foreigner anymore. Even if the other party wisely took this opportunity to commit suicide and detonated the explosives, at most it would blow up this place.

As for whether they can be buried with them, it depends on whether they can survive.

Even if the collapse will not spread here soon, at least it will take a few minutes.

And in this short few minutes, if they were rushed into the hall by these scorpions, they probably wouldn't last for a few minutes.

At this time, Zhao Li, taking advantage of the fact that the scorpions hadn't reacted, killed a wave of those red scorpions, but returned directly to the front of the bronze gate.

The black gold ancient knife in his hand kept flying, beheading the red scorpions that kept coming, and stood in front of the bronze door.

It's like the door god that one man guards the gate and ten thousand men don't open it.

Inexplicably, it gave the archaeologists behind him a sense of security.

After the archaeological team members were stunned for a few seconds, they also quickly rummaged through their backpacks.

At this moment, Chu Jie directly picked up the foreigner's firearm, and glanced resolutely at the "red wave" outside the bronze door.

He raised his gun and was about to shoot, but before he could shoot, Zhao Li shouted in a low voice:

"Don't shoot! Keep the ammo! I'll go out later, you guys seal the bronze door again! Wait for me to come back!"

When the archaeologists heard that Zhao Li was about to go out, their faces changed immediately.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were also shocked

"Damn it! Teacher Zhao is too tough, isn't he? Look at so many scorpions looking for Teacher Li outside, and they want to rush in alone!"

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