Chapter 175 Rakshasa Army? Anchovy essence?

“I’m not a rabbit master!” Lin Shu put his hands on the neck of the Beastmaster, “Put him to death!”

The Beastmaster continued to exert strength, relying only on brute force , unexpectedly lifted Nan Bo Wan into the air, just as Nan Bo Wan was about to fall, suddenly a burst of vitality appeared behind him.

It turned out to be Yidaoxian, who caught Nan Bowan!

“Yi Dao Xian, you came just in time! Let’s work together to subdue this beast!” Nan Bowan said.

Yidaoxian nodded without changing his face.

Because there was a huge commotion outside, Black and White Impermanence had already arrived at the entrance of the castle. The two glanced at each other, and immediately glared at the people at the door.

“I’ll stabilize the situation, you go underground, what happened to the bull’s head and horse face, and whether the mirage was killed or controlled by someone.” Bai Wuchang said to Hei Wuchang.

Hei Wuchang grinned: “So many people, can you deal with them?”

“My limb grafting technique is now perfect.” Bai Wuchang smiled confidently.

While speaking, Hei Wuchang had already walked towards the house, just at this time Lin Shu had already arrived with a large team from the Corpse Sect.

“Don’t let Hei Wuchang escape!” Lin Shu said.

“Escape? A group of disobedient children, thinking that you are invincible if you break free from the shackles of corpse insects? How naive…” Bai Wuchang walked down the steep steps with a giant scythe go down.

The surrounding cold wind suddenly picked up, making Bai Wuchang’s god-skin battle robe flutter, and those eyes were coldly bursting with killing intent.

“Bai Wuchang! We are so loyal to the Corpse Sect, yet you treat us as your material!” A disciple brandished a steel knife and cursed.

“Originally, I wanted to expand the number of the Rakshasa army, but you people don’t know what to do… No matter, no matter!”

As he spoke, Bai Wuchang raised his hand The sickle in his hand, and at this time, there were “swishling” sounds in the windows, doorways, and dark spaces of the castle.

Countless creatures with demented faces crawled out like “snags”.

Almost every one of these people is wearing a battle robe, with a body length of three to four meters, but both sides of the body are densely packed with arms!

Such a limb-grabbing monster stunned the ordinary disciples of the Corpse Sect.

“No wonder you don’t let the Rakshasa army attack easily, so you have already made the Rakshasa army so inhuman!” Among the disciples of the Corpse Sect, an old woman squeezed out and saw The Rakshasa army who were once the pride of the Corpse Sect have all turned into such inhuman monsters as they are now.

These Rakshasa soldiers are all the most elite disciples of the Corpse Sect!

But now…

“No wonder, it was Auntie Meng who led the way.” Bai Wuchang grinned, with a cruel expression, without a trace of human appearance.

He looked more like a skeleton under his battle robe, but none of the people present dared to underestimate Bai Wuchang’s power.

Bai Wuchang raised his hand slightly, and he said: “Give it to me…”

With an order, these Rakshasa who were devastated to the point of death The army flocked to the ordinary disciples around like a tide.

Although there is no corpse worm as a shackle, but the cultivation of the disciples is limited, how can they fight these transformed twisted creatures?

Don’t look at the terrifyingness of these Rakshasa soldiers, each of them looks like a centipede, but each of their arms can move.

It can be said that a Rakshasa army has more than three sets of weapons!

Some people have long knives in their arms.

What’s more, with five or six bows, just one person can scatter a wave of small arrows!

The Raksha army rushed into the crowd, and the landslide and tsunami caused the disciples of the Corpse Sect to be beaten to pieces!

Po Meng frowned tightly, she is not good, she stamped her hands towards the ground: “God skin ghoul!”

Po Meng is good at the magic skin technique And the corpse technique, and this god skin ghoul is just a monster he put together with several corpses.

That’s right, even though Po Meng is good at skin skills, she has never used a living person as a corpse leader. He knows very well that the power of a living person to become a corpse leader is three times that of a dead person.

But as a member of the evil faction, she also has her own bottom line!

The godskin ghoul looks like a giant dog, its skin is black and sore, but its fighting power is very good.

Slapped left and right on Granny Meng’s hand, and those Rakshasa soldiers couldn’t get any cheap.

Seeing the help of the god skin ghoul, the surrounding disciples became more confident and fought harder.

Many of them also began to summon their own corpse leaders, but most of their corpse leaders were just zombies like puppets, and their damage was very limited.

But there is a good saying, tigers can’t hold back wolves.

These cadavers rushed forward, some of them hugged the Luocha army’s legs, and some hugged the Luocha army’s waist, without saying a word, they opened the back molars It started to chew raw.

A Raksha army can deal with one or two corpses, but if there are a bunch of them, it can’t stand up.

Luoshamen shook his body vigorously, but these unconscious and painless corpses were like tarsal maggots, and they couldn’t be shaken off!

Seeing that the Rakshasa army was in decline, Bai Wuchang frowned, and he glanced at Granny Meng and said, “Okay! Since you have already delivered to your door, teacher, don’t blame me for not reading it.” The old master-student relationship is gone!”

“Damn! I don’t have such an unfilial disciple like you!” Granny Meng scolded.

Bai Wuchang snorted, and suddenly raised the sickle high.

Granny Meng thought it was Bai Wuchang who was about to make a move. For this outstanding student, she also knew the truth that blue is better than blue, so she immediately told her left and right: “Be careful!”

However, what Po Meng didn’t expect was that Bai Wuchang’s sickle pierced towards her.

At this moment, Po Meng was stunned, and even the other Corpse Sect disciples were also stunned.

“Bai Wuchang knows that he can’t beat him, so he’s giving up on himself now?”

“I feel… yes.”

The disciples whispered to each other, but they were still fighting.

Nan Bowan, who was on the tower in the distance, watched the battle, but he didn’t intend to make a move.

Yidaoxian looked indifferent: “Aren’t you going to make a move?”

“This is their own business, and the Corpse Sect itself is an evil sect, let’s sit back and watch the tiger Dou, let them consume by themselves, isn’t it good? The evil faction is rubbish and deserves to die!” Nan Bowan said, if the master master hadn’t asked him to find Jiang Han’s clues, he wouldn’t have come here at all. Dirty place.

After all, compared to other evil sects, this corpse sect is the most uncomfortable place.

Yidaoxian didn’t speak, but he didn’t intend to make a move either.

It was Bai Wuchang in the field, who showed a treacherous smile: “The art of grafting limbs, thousands of feet and thousands of scorpions!”

“What?!” Granny Meng heard it With this trick, my heart suddenly sank.

(End of this chapter)