"Nalanhong! There is a way to heaven but you don't take it. There is no door to hell and you have to break in! Today I will kill you and these little bitches!"

Fu Qichao's external skills cannot be compared with Nalan Hong's, but don't forget, that was Nalan Hong when he was healthy. Now Nalan Hong's legs and feet are weak and his movements are much slower. After a few rounds, not only did he not take advantage, but

Being beaten by Fu Qichao, he kept retreating and was sweating profusely.

Suddenly, Nalanhong felt a fishy smell coming from the temple. He looked out of the corner of his eye and saw that the mutated corpse monster's long tongue had been swung over. Although this monster looked scary and turned into a corpse monster, it did have a head.

There are thoughts inside. At this time, the two men were fighting in front of the temple gate. The target of the corpse monster's attack was not one of them, but like killing two eagles with one stone. Its long tongue came in the direction of Fu Qichao from the front.

, if you hit Fu Qichao, you can definitely go straight to Nalanhong through Fu Qichao's head.

Fu Qichao was an old man. When he heard the sound of wind behind him, he knew that danger was approaching, but at this moment he was trembling with Nalan Hong. He had no choice but to use his special skill, sorcery! His body trembled, and suddenly his face

There was an animal skin skull mask attached to it. Even if Nalanhong knew that he had this trick, he was still a little stunned. In the blink of an eye, the weapon in his hand lost its grip on him. Nalanhong felt that he was in front of his eyes.

Fu Qichao, who was holding a dagger against his golden dragon stick, immediately felt as light as paper.

He was fighting with Fu Qichao. He used all his strength in every move and move. His speed was not as fast as before, so he could only use brute force to make up for it. But this time he used too much force and retreated immediately after the move.

Not coming back, Fu Qichao's body floated to the ground. In an instant, only an animal skin jacket and the mask were left on the spot. They fell to the ground. He himself had already retreated about ten meters.

"Fu Qichao...where can I escape?"

"Nalan! Be careful! Be careful..." Haiyue and Xie Guanbao shouted.

As soon as Fu Qichao's Opi coat fell from the air, the long tongue dripping with foul saliva suddenly hit Nalanhong's side. It was too late to dodge. Nalanhong had an idea and pulled out just now

He lifted up the golden silk dragon stick that was split vertically from the front, grabbed both sides and placed it across his chest. With a loud clang, the corpse monster's long tongue hit the golden silk dragon stick.

Even though Nalanhong was mentally prepared and clenched the stick, he was still thrown several meters away. It must have been a gold-coiled dragon stick. If it had been any other mortal object, it would have broken the monster's long tongue.

But this was far from over. The guy's long tongue tightly wrapped around the golden dragon-coiled stick in Nalanhong's hand. The corpse monster was so powerful that he held Nalanhong closer to the Temple of the Heavenly King. This golden-wired dragon stick was

Ye He's ancestral treasure, even if it costs Nalan Hong's life, he can't let go. He clings to it with his own body, but his strength is still not as strong as that monster. It's winter now

, there was snow under my feet, I couldn’t stand it at all.

"Master Nalan, Mr. Fu has said goodbye. Please take your time and play with this guy! Haha..." Fu Qichao, a treacherous little man, shook his body a few times and ran away, following his people as they fled out of the village.

At the critical moment, it was the person who was holding the treasure. Seeing that Nalan Hong was in danger, Xie Guanbao drew out the big hatchet from his back and rushed forward with a slash, cutting off the corpse monster's long tongue. "Hai Yue, help Nalan Hong, we have to go! This monster
Chapter completed!