Chapter 10 Hands-and-hand combat

Although Taoist Simu is greedy for money and careless, at the critical moment, his desire to eliminate demons and defend the Tao is no less than Lin Fengjiao.

He had a fierce battle with Mr. Ren before. Although he was unable to escape, he did not extinguish the intention to destroy him... Otherwise, with his ability, he would have escaped long ago.

He wouldn't be trapped in this small police station.

Now I saw that Lin Bin had his senior brother's money sword in his hand... It was something he had asked his master for a long time when he was in the army. He naturally understood its power, and he could not hide his thoughts from the old master Ren's mind.

Lin Bin, if he doesn't kill Old Master Ren, it may be difficult for him to survive for seven days.

The two hit it off.

Now we started to prepare.

While preparing and chatting with Taoist Simu, Lin Bin also learned a lot about what he had not learned through movies before.

For example, although the compass is wonderful and can automatically sense the aura of evil, it is extremely targeted...

In other words, it can only sense the strongest yin energy within a radius of 100 meters, and then lock it. As for the slightly weaker yin energy around it, it cannot sense it.

Broken bricks and cement splashed, and ash smoke filled the sky, a more burly figure than a zombie had already rushed out.

"Huh..."

It seems that there is a sense of a cat playing with a mouse. It is obvious that I have to wait until the night comes before enjoying this beautiful meal.

Accompanied by the deep breathing sound like a wild beast, a stiff figure slowly jumped towards the police station.

"Huh~~~"

Lin Bin asked, "You mean... Old Master Ren is waiting for the night?"

It jumped, crossed a distance of more than ten meters, and rushed towards the Taoist Simu.

Lin Bin sighed regretfully.

But now, it seems that he has the upper hand, but the other party has learned to resist and avoid.

He suddenly remembered the reaction of the compass just now. So, what kind of old man Ren is nearby?

It seems that just as Taoist Simu has not given up killing him, Old Master Ren is still coveting Taoist Simu's flesh and blood.

Then he stretched out his hand and pulled it.

etc……

"I've seen that you're just an ordinary person."

But Old Master Ren in front of him was not an ordinary purple zombie. Even if Lei Ming came, it would be difficult to completely break the defense and give him a blow to kill him.

Old Master Ren, under the broken brick, slowly stood up. Apart from the fact that there was a lot of floating dust on his body and his clothes looked even more ragged, he seemed to have not suffered any trauma.

Suddenly, he rushed out, hit the zombie's chin with a punch, and knocked him away.

But when it was wrapped around Old Master Ren, it seemed like a burning red chain. While it was wrapped around him, burning marks were burning all over his body.

Taoist Master Simu shouted angrily, stood up, and fought with the zombies again.

"Bastard, you dare to be reluctant to me, Dao Master, and stare at Dao Master. Do you really think your Dao Master's glutinous rice that you have been eating for more than 50 years is useless?"

"It seems that we have to improve our strength to the greatest extent."

The dark ink line was thrown towards Old Master Ren like a whip. The zombie was tied up in the air and was tied up tightly.

But Taoist Simu became more and more frightened as he fought.

This trip is worth it.

One is powerful and powerful, and the other is invulnerable to swords and guns.

Obviously, the enemy has been found.

Lin Bin told Taoist Simu about his discovery.

Obviously, when Old Master Ren noticed him, he also noticed him.

Fortunately, I got the money sword from Uncle Jiu, which is something that even Taoist Simu has to covet...

The knees are not bent and the arms are raised straight, giving people the feeling of being hung on the stage...

But I haven't had time to walk away yet.

After sucking so much human blood, it has indeed evolved.

The face that was already highly rotten and still covered with rotten flesh could no longer show any expression, but there was a human sarcasm in his eyes.

This is a blind spot.

The ink line wrapped around the body has also been cut off by the broken bricks just now...

Isn’t it Taoist Simu?

At this time, he was in a state of inviting gods, and his whole body was fully energetic and energetic...

Unfortunately, his prayers were useless.

Taoist Simu was silent for a while and sighed: "I thought there was enough time to prepare, but now it seems that we have to act as soon as possible."

However, this rigid way of action is as fast as a ghost. Wherever it passes, the corrupt aura gradually spreads, and there are signs of the development of demonic energy.

"Damn it, why are you so thick in skin?"

Taoist Master Simu gasped heavily, supporting his knees, as if he was praying, and kept saying, "Don't get up, just be saved by me like this... Don't get up again..."

There was a sudden loud bang, and the thick and tall wall was blown up by people.

The ink-dog thread is only long and the thickness of a needle. Not to mention men, even a woman can break it with a little force...

The two quickly began to arrange.

Although he gained the trust of Taoist Simu, there was nothing he could do with his magical skills.

Two hours later...

But it did not jump in, but turned its body and slowly jumped towards the distance.

During the last battle, he was only beaten and with his own hard skin...

The fierce battle between the two sides was completely a situation where Old Master Ren was beaten...

Four eyes didn't give him a chance to breathe, so he rushed forward to a set of combined punches... Although he was a Taoist practitioner, he obviously had practiced punches and foot skills, and each move was very organized.

The four-mesh Taoist priest who was unruly scratching and biting, facing the power above it, and who knew more about grabbing and fighting skills, had almost no power to fight back.

His attack can kill anyone, but the zombies are most afraid of fists and feet... unless they can smash their heads like thunder.

"All right."

Taoist Simu said regretfully: "But you are really thinking too much. Senior brother is gone. It is theoretically common for me to teach art on behalf of the teacher. Naturally, there is no reason to behave with others. But we must get rid of Mr. Ren before dark, otherwise when the little zombies arrive, things will be really troublesome... With such a little time, I will not have enough time to teach you the Tortoise Fist."

"Otherwise? This also proves that Old Master Ren has sucked too much human blood and has gradually begun to have his own consciousness... This is a sign of evolution towards the flying corpse. Alas, he has sucked too much human blood and got the blood of his senior brother. This is a great fortune for the zombies."

"Die to Master Dao!"

Sure enough...you cannot be perfect in life.

Lin Bin looked at Taoist Simu and said, "Uncle Master, I just became a disciple and had not had time to learn Taoism from Master. Why don't you teach me a little bit before you sharpen your guns in the face of battle? I heard from Master Master once said that Uncle Master's mysterious technique is extremely powerful and is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Huh..."

Lin Bin only remembers that Lin Fengjiao held a compass in the movie, and no demons could avoid it, but she didn't expect that there were restrictions on this aspect.

The figure is rough and majestic. Although it is not as good as the thunder that specializes in muscle strengthening, it has exceeded the scope of human beings.

But when he realized that the other party had not attacked directly, Taoist Simu did not intend to let the other party gain all the advantage.

In just a few breaths, Old Master Ren had already hit him dozens of punches and hit a stone wall next to him. Debris flew and stone bricks fell, burying it in it.

Old Master Ren struggled desperately, but he could not escape the constraints of the ink-fight line.

His nose shook.

Arrived here nearby.

Especially with so many punches and kicks, none of them hit him in the vital light.

This zombie has sucked so much human blood, and it is probably much more evolved than before, and it is only one step away from flying zombies.

At the moment, he seems to have the upper hand, but he cannot kill the enemy with one blow. He cannot last long...

Once the magic technique is over, he will fall into weakness, and then it will be his death.

(End of this chapter)
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