Gained an acupuncture point upgrade system at the beginning

"Liu Jinshui, you are also an old man. I don't worry about leaving this thing with you. This is a gift for the nobles in the sect. If there is a mistake, don't blame me for not being sympathetic."

Liu Jinshui's mind flashed the things that had been explained before he left, and after some comparison, the demon corpse in front of him was a little more terrifying.

Qin Chao saw Liu Jinshui's hand reach into the compartment of the carriage, and pulled out a beautifully carved sword box.

Seeing the demon corpse so close at hand, Qin Chao didn't even have time to open the sword box, so he slapped it with his palm.

The exquisite wooden box used as an ornament was not too hard, it shattered under one palm and shot towards the face of the demon corpse, all of which were blocked by its dancing claws.

Started with the scabbard, a pair of generous palms grasped the hilt and pulled it away.

Under the dark clouds, Qin Chao was still amazed by the cold light on his hand.

The swords that are usually seen are all four sides, but this kind of sword body is more flexible, if it is in a head-to-head battle, you can only use skill to win.

But at this moment, the one in Qin Chao's hand is an eight-sided sword. In addition to being used for beheading in battle, the thick blade is also stronger than ordinary swords.

Especially the heavy hand feeling made Qin Chao, who had only shown his basic strength, very satisfied.

Seeing that the demon corpse was about to touch Liu Jinshui's lapel, the next moment there was a flash of cold light, and the head of the invincible creature just now rolled out in response, and under the effect of inertia, the body directly hit the shaft of the car on one side. break apart.

Seeing this scene, Liu Jinshui's pale face recovered a trace of blood, panting heavily.

"You sit here, I'll come when I go."

As soon as Liu Jinshui stood firm, he heard Qin Chao say something, and then he rushed into the rain again.

Liu Jinshui looked at Qin Chao's gradually blurred back in the rain and opened his mouth without speaking. Not far from him, a young groom had been pinned to the ground by the demon corpse.

He didn't care about other things, anyway, the carriage couldn't catch up now, so Liu Jinshui got into the carriage directly.

With a knife in his hand, Qin Chao chopped off the head of a demon corpse that was lying on top of a person sucking blood, and killed two of them. It seemed that although this thing was not afraid of knife wounds, it would still die if its head fell off.

Looking at the monster corpses that continued to break through the outer defense lines of the soldiers and warriors in the rain and were constantly looking for prey, Qin Chao went directly to meet them.

The sharp weapon in his hand is extremely powerful, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it cuts iron like mud.

Qin Chao didn't expect that such a powerful weapon would exist in this primitive world.

With the blessing of Qin Chao's power, every monster corpse that dared to rush over had its limbs severed and its head chopped off.

After a while, the demon corpses that rushed into the defensive circle were killed by Qin Chao, and the surrounding personnel calmed down and began to support the surrounding warriors.

Qin Chao looked at the eight-faced sword in his hand, and saw that the sword body, which had just been covered in autumn water, had been corroded by the blood of the demon corpse.

But it seems that beheading more than a dozen monster corpses should not be a problem.

Then Qin Chao went to kill the demon corpses that were attacking the formation on the periphery.

Every warrior in the periphery is surrounded by at least two monster corpses, and can only dodge left and right to support.

And those tall armored soldiers were even worse, some of them had a group of demon corpses lying on their bodies, desperately trying to peel off the leather armor of the prey below them.

The human side of the entire battlefield looks precarious.

Zhao Ling is an ordinary warrior in the caravan. Although he is ordinary, he is also capable. He is also very skilled in cloak and saber techniques. good hand.

In the raid just now, those with few unique skills were already torn into pieces, and Zhao Ling could only barely block the siege of the two demon corpses by relying on the generous blade dance in his hand to keep the water from splashing all over his body.

But this kind of high-intensity battle couldn't last long with his physical strength.

The anxiety in Zhao Ling's heart was immediately reflected in the saber technique, a negligence of his waist was not guarded, and a gap was opened by the monster corpse.

The demon corpses that were constantly attacking around him would not give up such a good opportunity, seeing that the sharp claws surrounded by black mist were about to make a big hole in Zhao Ling's waist.

Zhao Ling was in despair. If it was just a wound, he might still have a chance, but this demon corpse has corpse poison on it. Once a person is injured by this poison, he will suffer great torture, and even become inhuman after death. Ghost monster.

A figure broke away from the rain curtain, and a little cold light came first, and the sharp claws wrapped in black mist directly separated from the arm and fell to the ground.

The demon corpse was so badly injured that when it was about to roar, its head was cut off by the following sharp blade.

After Qin Chao killed one of the demon corpses, he pretended to kill the other with Zhao Ling.

At this time, Zhao Ling's rotation from death to life was transferred to him, and he couldn't help but lean on the blade of his knife to thank Qin Chao.

Qin Chao didn't care about the ink marks here, and went to kill another battlefield.

Zhao Ling didn't recognize who Qin Chao was, but he was familiar with someone from the caravan.

Then his eyes focused on the sword in Qin Chao's hand through the rain curtain.

"That sign seems a little familiar, no way! How did this kid take out this thing? He even chopped up so many monster corpses. It's over, even if you take it back now, the sword will be useless."

Zhao Ling shook his head and looked at the nearby battle situation. His usual teammates are still fighting hard.

"Never mind him, save your life first."

He picked up the big knife and rushed up.

At this time, the battle situation has stabilized, there are no more monsters running out of the woods, and the caravan is being continuously besieged due to the gap in numbers.

Zhang Guanshi also felt a little headache when he saw the demon corpse who had been entangled with him endlessly and had already achieved great strength, but the corpse poison of the other party made him dare not relax in the slightest.

"How could there be such a large group of demon corpses running out so far from Mang Mountain? It couldn't be another demon's conspiracy!"

Just thinking about a shrill whistling sound coming from behind, and the target should be himself.

But at this moment, the sharp claws of the demon corpse opposite Zhang Guanshi had already attacked the attacker's chest, and it was too late to dodge to the sides.

In the distant jungle, the man in gray night suit put down the bow and arrow in his hand and looked at the result of the blow just now.

At this critical juncture, Guanshi Zhang's anxious expression just disappeared, and his chest was directly facing the sharp claws of the demon corpse.

How could the other party give up such a good opportunity, a pair of sharp claws directly pierced towards the chest.

The sound of tearing silk was heard, and the sharp claws exuding black mist were blocked by the golden silk soft armor behind the torn clothes.

Zhang Guanshi also took advantage of this opportunity, directly grabbed the demon corpse's shoulder, and the two reversed their positions.

The sharp arrow mercilessly drilled into the body of the demon corpse with great vigor, and directly shot it through the front and back, and stopped behind Guanshi Zhang's soft golden armor with the remaining force undiminished.

At this moment, looking at the body of the demon corpse, there is only one transparent hole from front to back, but the internal organs, skeletal muscles in the torso have been torn to pieces by the force carried by the arrow.

Zhang Guanshi smashed the head of the still struggling demon corpse with a punch, and looked in the direction of the arrow, but there was no one in sight.

"It runs fast."

Guanshi Zhang has no intention of chasing after him. This time, his biggest task is to send these goods back to the sect. There is no need to entangle with this guy who hides his head and shows his tail. Moreover, his archery skills can still be so good under such unfavorable weather. With great power, it is not good to rush after it.

Turning around, he rushed directly towards the caravan, and all the low-level demon corpses passing by who were far behind him in strength were all headshot.