Live broadcast of tomb robbery: barbecue in the tomb, real punishment for the anchor

Chapter 97 A Thrilling Moment, The Fatty Pinched by a Ghost
The little brother's cold gaze sank, and the hand holding the ancient black gold knife tightened.

He was terrified of Qilin's breath before.

"Fatty back up."

The little brother suddenly let out a stern voice, and the unicorn blood on his body was immediately released, and a sweeping sweep scattered the ghosts who were about to approach them.

Fu Tianqi, Fang Mingyu, Professor Zhao, Captain Zhao and others behind him couldn't help being surprised when they saw this scene.

Mr. Zhang's ability should not be underestimated.

"Let you try my skills, Fat Lord, and see if I can shoot you bastards to death."

The fat man roared angrily, then raised the Luoyang shovel in his hand, and slapped towards the ghost opposite.

Captain Zhao and the others watched Mr. Zhang and Fatty Wang stop these ghosts with their strength, and a flash of determination flashed in their eyes.

After escorting the professor to a safe place, he was about to go forward to help the two fat people.

"Captain Jia, I met a Taoist priest before. He said that the blood on the tip of the tongue is the most vigorous when encountering unclean things. Maybe you can follow the example of Mr. Zhang and put the blood on the magazine."

Fu Tianqi saw Captain Zhao's thoughts, and said eagerly to Captain Zhao.

He was the one who set up the archaeological team to use the royal mercenaries. He knew the character of these people best. As a soldier, they knew very well what their responsibilities were.

They are not willing to let a small commoner protect them.

"Thank you professor for reminding me."

Hearing this, Captain Zhao told a few mercenaries to protect the archaeological team and others, while he led the men, biting the tip of his tongue and smearing blood on the clips.

At this moment, the little brother and the fat man were both wrapped up, surrounded by vicious ghosts.

"Stuffy oil bottle, this won't work, sooner or later we will be exhausted by these things to death."

Fatty He obviously felt that his physical strength was beginning to be overdrawn. If Ye Xuan hadn't kept feeding him, he would have lost his physical strength long ago.

The little brother heard the sound, his face was slightly cold, and the end of his eyes was looking in the direction of the fat man, with worry flashing in his eyes.

He doesn't care, after all, his body is different from ordinary people, but fat people can't, if he thinks about it like this, he will definitely be torn apart by these ghosts.

The fat man had just slapped a ghost off with a Luoyang shovel, panting heavily, and then felt a chill in his neck, and his breathing began to be difficult.

"Stuffy oil bottle..."

The fat man spat out such a sentence with difficulty, and then his face turned red.

Hearing this, the younger brother's pupils constricted suddenly, and he wanted to step forward to disperse the ghosts pinching the fat man's neck, but the surrounding ghosts seemed to be ready.

Even if you are out of your wits, you have to stop the little brother.

Fatty's feet had left the ground, and his breathing was even more difficult. The Luoyang shovel in his hand fell to the ground.

boom!
With a gunshot, Fatty felt that his breathing was smooth, and he fell to the ground.

"Cough cough... vomit..."

The fat man held his neck and retched continuously, wishing his lungs would be coughed out, and then he heard footsteps.

"Mr. Wang, are you okay?"

Captain Zhao helped Fat Concubine up and looked at him with concern.

Fatty didn't expect that Captain Zhao would come to rescue him, and his emotions were a little complicated. He regretted that he shouldn't have ridiculed Captain Zhao for his incompetence, but he still saved him in the end.

"Well, thank you."

The fat man had a bit of shame on his face, he shouldn't underestimate this man.

Then the fat man picked up the Luoyang shovel in his hand, the shame on his face was replaced by anger, and continued to plunge into the pile of ghosts with the Luoyang shovel in his hand.

With the help of mercenaries, the actions of these ghosts are temporarily under control.

After Fu Tianqi and Fang Mingyu saw this, they both breathed a sigh of relief, and behind them were the sobbing sounds of some archaeological students.

"What happened to Ye Xuan? Is it safe now?"

Fang Mingyu sighed deeply, and began to worry about Ye Xuan.

Fu Tianqi didn't say anything, but he still missed Ye Xuan very much.

Netizens in the live broadcast room confirmed that the archaeological team and mercenaries were safe, and their worried mood calmed down a lot, so they turned all their eyes on Ye Xuan.

At this moment, Ye Xuan was fighting that flying corpse in full swing, the speed was already extremely fast, only two black figures were shuttled back and forth.

I just want to see how they make a move, but I don't have this opportunity.

"Damn it, a master is a master. I didn't see anything f*cking with this style of play. Is this the speed of light? Why didn't I see anything?"

"I can't, I'm dazzled. What kind of speed is this great god, and that zombie, what kind of speed is this? I didn't see such a fast zombie when I was presenting the king's tomb before."

"No, I want to vomit. At this speed, I can see a blurred figure. There is nothing left, and there is a swishing sound."

"No matter what the sound is, I believe in the great god, and I will not lose to this zombie easily."

……

in the tomb.

Ye Xuan saw the opportunity, and hit the whip with his backhand, wrapping the whip around Fei Zang's body extremely quickly.

The flying corpse wanted to break free, but before he could break free, he felt a burst of heat.

Immediately, the flying corpse felt that the heat was constantly approaching him.

"Flying Zombie, you are sucking souls, murdering people, and you should be punished for the crime. I will destroy you and avenge the dead professor and archaeological student."

Holding the whip in his hand, Ye Xuan stood opposite the flying corpse, his tone full of majesty.

Fortunately, he had just learned the Yin-Yang Secret Technique, so he would not be able to figure out where the flying corpse would go next.

It will not trap him even more.

Ye Xuan muttered something, and then approached the flying corpse with the true fire of Samadhi.

When Flying Corpse looked at San Mie Zhen Huo, surprise and panic flashed in his eyes.

Instinctively want to break free from the magic whip on his body, the more he struggles, the tighter he is, and he is a little flustered.

"Who are you? Why do you know the next move of this general?"

Flying Zombie's voice was hoarse, like the sound of glass being scratched, and he looked at Ye Xuan in puzzlement.

Ye Xuan sneered.

"Don't think that becoming a flying corpse can lead the world alone, now is the time for you to suffer retribution."

Ye Xuan had fingerprints on his hands, and he was still chanting words.

Seeing that the fireball of Samadhi True Fire is much bigger than before, suspended in the air, approaching the direction of the flying corpse.

The flying corpse was very afraid of the huge flame, but couldn't get rid of the whip on his body.

In the end, the flying corpse gritted its teeth secretly and let out a roar.

The essence of the body began to be released.

"Roar--"

The flying corpses roared, and the spirits glowed blue, piling up on the whip.

(End of this chapter)