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"It stinks!"

Wang Dachun almost fainted the corpse puppet, "Witch King, you are too freaky, you want to smoke people to death with this kind of thing!"

The Witch King laughed, "Boy, soon you will become his kind."

He is very satisfied with Wang Dachun, if this guy is refined into a corpse puppet, he must be very powerful.

"Hmph, old ghost, I think you must be the one going to hell!"

The black-faced corpse puppet threw itself in front of Wang Dachun, grabbing his chest with two sharp claws.

puff!

Wang Dachun preemptively cut the corpse puppet with a sword, but to Wang Dachun's disappointment, this sword only left a white mark on the corpse puppet.

It's like a knife can chop wood, but it's hard to leave too many scars on a piece of soft plastic.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, it's useless, my corpse puppet is invulnerable, boy, you are dead!"

The biggest reliance of the Witch King is not his witchcraft, but this corpse puppet, no matter what dangers he is in, this guy will always be by his side to protect him.

However, although the corpse puppet is useful, it is very difficult to refine. The corpse puppet of the Witch King is a thousand-year-old corpse that he made in an ancient tomb after a narrow escape.

Then it took 81 days of continuous sacrifice to refine it. Not only that, in order to ensure that his body would not rot, he had to take it out for sacrifice every seven days on average.

That's pretty tedious and energy-consuming.

At the same time, the witch king and the white-faced man attacked Wang Dachun at the same time.

There are two Wu hooks in Wu Wang's hands, one on the left and one on the left, trying to hook out Wang Dachun's intestines.

If this is hooked, half life is gone.

The white-faced man is hiding around, waiting to give Wang Dachun a fatal blow at any time.

For a moment, Wang Dachun fell into the siege of two people and one corpse, he was in a hurry and became precarious...

If the two join forces, even the half-step grandmaster will end up in a situation where he will be enraged on the spot.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, boy, don't struggle anymore, hurry up and get caught, lest you ask for trouble!"

In the eyes of the Witch King, Wang Dachun is already a dead person, to be precise, he is a good walking corpse!

When the time comes, Wang Dachun will be refined into a corpse puppet. With two corpse puppets in hand, the world can walk sideways as much as possible.

Thinking of this, the Witch King was very excited, and felt more and more that this time it was not in vain, even if there was no commission, it was worth it.

Wang Dachun gave a disdainful smile, "Old ghost, you think you can beat me, it's just a joke!"

"Baa baa, come out for me!"

As soon as Wang Dachun finished speaking, a monster that looked like a sheep but not a snake appeared, it was the tomb-suppressing beast.

Wang Dachun gave it a rather cute name—Yang Baa Baa.

After all, this guy looks more like a sheep, and he can also make a sheep sound, which is very suitable for a sheep to bleat.

As soon as the sheep bleated out, it was fierce, and its blood-red eyes looked coldly at the Witch King and the white-faced man.

What the hell!

What the hell?

What a fierce thing!

Mom, I'm going home!

The Witch King and the white-faced man couldn't help shivering when they were stared at by the blood-red eyes of the sheep.

It's like a frog being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Not only these two people, but even the corpse puppet showed a fearful expression.

I go!

Wang Dachun looked into the eyes of the corpse puppet, this guy is good, he knows how to be afraid, he won't become a spirit!

baa...

It's just that the sheep bleats its stuffing as soon as it opens its mouth. This cry is a bit cute, and it's a bit incompatible with its fierce breath.

Wang Dachun stretched out his hand and pointed at the corpse puppet, "Baa baa, let's kill that black-faced man first, and see which one of you is better!"

The sheep bleats all four hooves on the ground, and rushes towards the black-faced puppet.

With a bang, the black-faced corpse puppet was sent flying with a hoof.

What the hell!

The corner of the Witch King's mouth twitched, this monster is too strong!

Somewhat outrageously strong.

A hint of greed flashed in the Witch King's eyes. If he could get this monster, it would be much more useful than the corpse puppet.

The Witch King frantically shook the brass bell in his hand as if he didn't want money, and the corpse puppet rushed over again and collided with the sheep bleating.

It's just that the difference in strength between the two is too great, and the black-faced corpse puppet can only be abused, constantly being rubbed on the ground by sheep bleating.

The teeth were all knocked out, and he became a toothless corpse, which made the Witch King feel distressed for a while, even more distressed than his own son's teeth being knocked out.

"Go!"

The witch king and the white-faced man looked at each other and rushed towards Wang Dachun at the same time.

They knew that if the monster was free, they would have nothing to eat.

As long as Wang Dachun is killed, the monster will be easy to deal with without anyone controlling it.

What they don't know is that the sheep bleat does not need human manipulation at all, and can exert its great strength by itself.

"Good come!"

Wang Dachun sneered and also rushed towards the two, and the three of them fought.

The Witch King is the main attacker, and the white-faced man is responsible for the sneak attack.

boom!

Soon, the Witch King was kicked by Wang Dachun and flew out, opening his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.

His power mainly lies in his witchcraft and corpse puppets, and his own strength is not considered strong.

escape!

The Witch King got up from the ground and ran away without saying a word, and he didn't even want the corpse puppet.

He knew that staying here would lead to a dead end, and when the monster got out, he would be unable to run even if he wanted to.

"Want to run? Stay with me!"

A silver glow flew out from Wang Dachun's hand, it was a flying knife.

Xiao Wang's flying knife never fails.

"puff!"

The Witch King should not be killed, his body was suddenly tripped by something under his feet, and he staggered.

As a result, the flying knife missed and missed the heart.

The Witch King groaned, staggered and ran into the corridor.

Wang Dachun sighed secretly, but he didn't have time to chase, because the white-faced man had already circled behind Meiji at this time, and the military thorn in his hand was placed on Meiji's neck again.

This white-faced man is really insidious, and he threatened him with Meiji.

"Die!"

There was a flash of light in Wang Dachun's eyes, and a spiritual force pierced fiercely into the white-faced man's mind.

The white-faced man groaned and shook his body.

puff!

A flying knife pierced his throat, his body swayed twice, his body fell down, his eyes widened.

It's already dead and can't die anymore.

At this moment, the black-faced corpse puppet had already been beaten to death by the sheep.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Dachun put away the sheep bleat, thought for a while, and put away the corpses of the black-faced corpse puppet and the white-faced man.

To prevent the corpse puppet from being taken away by the Witch King again and causing harm to others.

After doing this, Wang Dachun breathed a sigh of relief, his face turned pale for a while, and he felt a severe headache.

He used two soul attacks today, and with his strength, he was already overloaded.

It was really lively tonight, with wave after wave of enemies, if it wasn't for the sheep bleating to help out, he would have peeled off his skin even if he didn't die.

After all, the black-faced corpse puppet's strength is quite strong, just like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death.

"Michi, it's okay."

Wang Dachun smiled at Meiji and walked towards her.

Meggie nodded, "Well, untie me!"

Wang Dachun untied the rope from Meiji's hand.

Mei Ji threw herself into Wang Dachun's arms, "I'm so scared!"

Wang Dachun patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Hey, it's okay, don't be afraid!"

Mei Ji, who was hiding in Wang Dachun's arms, raised her mouth slightly, and suddenly a dagger appeared in her hand.

He stabbed Wang Dachun's waist...