Tomb Raider: Get four inheritances at the beginning!

Zheng Jiu was not afraid at all, and had a strong reaction ability, so he punched him.

The fists of one person and one corpse clashed together.

boom!
There was a muffled sound in the air.

I saw one person and one corpse stepping back.

Evenly matched!

Each took four or five steps back.

The blood corpse stopped attacking, and seemed to be a little stunned.

He stared blankly at the palm missing half of his hand.

It seemed like he couldn't believe this could happen.

Since he became conscious, he has been invulnerable, who can hurt him at all?

Uncle San and the others looked at all this in astonishment.

"Fatty, isn't your senior brother too powerful?"

"It's so fierce! The little brother was beaten back by the blood corpse, and the strength of Jiu Ye is evenly matched with the blood corpse!"

"Master Jiu, this knife is really a treasure!"

"But what kind of knife is this? It seems to be more powerful than my little brother's ancient black gold knife."

"It's really hard to say whose knife is stronger. Just now, the little brother slashed on the shoulder of the blood corpse. Maybe the palm is weaker."

"As expected of my senior brother, anyone who refuses to obey me will obey him."

While the few people were talking, the blood corpse rushed forward again.

This time Zheng Jiu didn't dodge, he chose the tough blood corpse.

From the fight just now, I feel that the strength of the blood corpse is almost the same as him.

He bent his right foot and kicked it out with a strange posture.

It was Kuixing Kicking Fight!

Only a thud was heard.

The blood corpse was kicked seven or eight meters away!

The blood corpse hit the wall directly, and the whole body sank into it.

I saw that the chest of the blood corpse was slightly sunken, which shows how powerful this kick is.

The blood corpse was completely enraged. When had he been beaten like this?

Roar!
The blood corpse struggled to come out of the wall.

A large human-shaped hole in the wall is clearly visible.

Before the blood corpse rushed up, Zheng Jiu rushed up quickly.

With all the strength in his body, he slashed at the blood corpse's arm.

The Immortal Sword was extremely sharp, and with this powerful blow, it directly chopped off the blood corpse's arms.

The blood corpse let out a painful scream.

Zheng Jiu jumped directly behind the blood corpse.

Holding the Immortal Sword with both hands, he put it on the blood corpse's neck, and then repeated the old trick.

Directly, a Kuixing kick kicked the blood's back, and a huge force was transmitted to the blood corpse.

The spine behind the bloodshot let out bursts of sharp and piercing sounds.

The entire spine seemed to be crushed by this kick.

Then I saw the body below the head of the blood corpse was kicked away by this kick.

And because the Butian knife rested on the blood corpse's neck, the blood corpse's head rolled down at Zheng Jiu's feet.

The entire blood corpse was divided into two, and the corpses were separated!

At this point, the entire tomb fell silent.

Only Zheng Jiu's slight panting was heard.

There was no more movement.

Zheng Jiu found an egg-sized blood pill from the blood corpse, and took the blood pill into the 007 space while several people were in a daze.

This is the reminder from 007 just now, saying that this thing is useful, let him collect it.

Shock!

The third uncle and the others were dumbfounded, they had never seen a man who could be tough with a blood corpse.

Today, this man appeared!

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Uncle San and others surrounded him, looking at Zheng Jiu in shock.

This man is too strong, and fighting with him feels very safe.

And the fat man rushed forward with a stride.

The words of praise are endless like a torrential river.

"Brother, you old man is too awesome!"

"Senior brother, you are mighty and domineering, you are really a role model for my generation."

"Brother, you are thirsty, come here, drink some water."

"Brother, are you tired? Let me rub your shoulders for you."

Zheng Jiu was speechless, why didn't he realize that Fatty is so good at flattering.

"Okay, okay, although your flattery makes me very comfortable, but why do I always feel that you have bad intentions?"

The fat man laughed straight, "How can it be, senior brother, Fatty, I speak from the bottom of my heart!"

Pan Zidakui looked at Zheng Jiu with adoring eyes.

Wu Xie was also extremely shocked, this Ninth Master is too powerful, even my younger brother can't compare to him.

"Master Jiu, you are the fiercest person I have ever seen."

The third uncle said with emotion: "Master Jiu, seeing how fierce you are, I have to admit that we are all old."

Only Zhang Qilin stood silently, looking at Zheng Jiu with curiosity.

Wu Xie said curiously: "By the way, Master Jiu, when we came, we didn't seem to see you with a weapon. What kind of knife is this? It's so sharp!"

After hearing this, several people remembered this matter, and they all stared at the knife.

What a treasure, even the invulnerable blood corpse can be chopped off, several people envy it.

Zheng Jiu murmured inwardly that something was wrong, and sure enough, he was asked about this topic.

"I got this knife by accident. It's called the Immortal Sword."

"Hiss... What a domineering name!"

The fat man came directly to Zheng Jiu's side and stared straight at the precious knife. Although he had just chopped up the bloody corpse, there was no blood on the knife.

As expected of a treasured knife, he said: "Brother, you are tired, come, let me hold this knife for you."

Zheng Jiu inserted the Immortal Sword into the scabbard, and jokingly said, "Fatty, forget it, you can't handle this knife."

"Yeah~~~ And the knife that my fat master can't afford?"

The fat man's eyeballs rolled bulgingly, obviously not believing what he said.

"Brother, you are too stingy, you don't even let anyone touch you."

Zheng Jiu looked at the fat man amusedly, and said, "You don't believe me?"

"What the senior brother says is what it is, how dare a senior brother not believe it."

Fatty's words obviously did not believe it.

Zheng Jiu looked at Wu Xie and the others, and saw that they had the same expressions, and they didn't believe what he said.

Immediately said: "Fatty, why don't we make a bet, what do you think?"

"Oh, what do you want to bet with me, brother?" The fat man was curious.

The rest of the people also became curious.

"If you can lift this knife with one hand at the same height as your shoulder for five seconds, this knife will be given to you."

Zheng Jiu looked at the crowd with a smile on his face, and said, "You can try it too, except for my little brother, of course."

Several people are eager to try, they are very envious of this precious sword.

Only Zhang Qilin looked indifferent, watching silently without speaking.

"Come here, who is afraid of who!"

As the fat man spoke, he wanted to reach for the knife.

"Wait."

Zheng Jiu stopped Fatty.

"Brother, you don't want to go back on your word, do you?"

The fat man is not happy.

"How come, I just said that if you win, the knife will belong to you, so what if you lose?"

"Impossible! Brother, don't look down on people, it's just a knife, hold it at shoulder level for five seconds, what a big deal? None of the people present is a five-second man."

"Since it's a bet, there will be winners and losers."

Everyone present wanted to give it a try, even Wu Xie wanted to try it, no one wanted to be this five-second man.

Wu Xie was a little embarrassed and said:

"Isn't it good for us to do this? We are fighting in the tomb! Can you still respect this eerie atmosphere? Can you respect this sacred work? Why are you still gambling?"