Chapter 20: Torturing a Female Corpse

Zhang Ming looked at the female corpse opposite him and thought that if it was a fake corpse, it would be a little better.

If it was a blood corpse, then he would be finished.

You know, a blood corpse can be said to be a very scary existence. Like a zombie, a blood corpse also sucks blood, but it is much more flexible than a zombie.

He prayed in his heart that it would be best if it was a fake corpse. In that case, he just needed to beat the breath out of its chest.

But this female corpse is so fierce, how can he force the breath out?

No matter what, he has to try. Tonight was originally to try out the results of his study in the past half month.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ming said to Gu Qi behind him: "Move aside, I'm going to show off..."

As he said that, he looked at the female corpse, and the several evil-repelling talismans in his left hand were clamped by him, and then he

threw them at the female corpse with force. After the talismans flew out, Zhang Ming pinched his left hand at the same time, tapped the copper coin sword, and then swung the copper coin sword towards the female corpse.

The female corpse saw the talismans flying and made an angry sound.

Then it waved its claws, and with a few snaps, it blocked the talismans.

Then it suddenly reached out and grabbed the copper coin sword that was stabbing at it.

But then the female corpse cried out in pain, and the hand holding the copper coin sword continued to emit white smoke and a hissing sound.

The copper coin sword was like a red-hot iron, and it directly burned the female corpse's claws black.

The female corpse was cheated, roared, and still held the copper coin sword tightly.

Zhang Ming pulled hard a few times but couldn't pull it back. At this time, the female corpse suddenly raised her leg and kicked Zhang Ming hard in the stomach.

With a bang, Zhang Ming flew backwards suddenly, and the peach wood sword in his hand also loosened.

Damn, pretending to be cool failed, it was so embarrassing!

This time he was thrown four or five meters away, almost flying out of the mourning hall, and fell to the ground at the door. Zhang Ming grimaced in pain.

But after a while, he felt that after such a heavy fall, except for a little pain in his buttocks, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him, and there was no fracture.

"Are you okay?" Gu Qi came over and squatted, looking at Zhang Ming worriedly.

"It's okay, damn, when have I been so tough?" Zhang Ming himself couldn't believe that he was fine after falling so far.

How could he know that his body was actually a half-corpse, and a very special one. It always had human body temperature, but it was tougher than a zombie.

He hurriedly got up from the ground and rubbed his stomach, which was no longer very painful.

The female corpse grabbed the copper coin sword in her hand with force, and with a hissing sound, the red rope of the copper coin sword broke and scattered all over the ground.

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment. Is this female corpse really cruel? He was determined to destroy the copper coin sword even if his claws were injured by it.

But now, didn't Zhang Ming have no weapons?

There were only a lot of talismans scattered on the ground, but most of them were talismans to drive away ghosts and evil spirits, and there were not many talismans

to subdue corpses. He slowly squatted down and picked up all the talismans on the ground.

Now he couldn't care less, he just took a step forward and stuck all the talismans towards the female corpse.

The female corpse was not afraid either, and roared and waved her claws, and there was a faint gray aura flowing with the waving.

These talismans immediately showed their power when they approached the gray aura.

For a while, the sound of snapping was endless, and several different kinds of talismans kept exploding,

and the power of the talismans kept hitting the female corpse. Although the female corpse waved her claws and emitted a faint gray corpse aura to resist, she was still shocked by the power of several talismans and kept retreating.

She retreated three or four meters, and only stopped after the power of the last talisman dissipated.

At this moment, her claws had turned black and were constantly smoking.

Obviously, the damage caused by these talismans was not small, and it really angered the female corpse. Then she opened her mouth again and spit out a gray breath and roared.

At this moment, under the eaves of a house a few dozen meters outside, the fat man said:

"Why... I seem to hear a strange... sound? Could something have happened in the mourning hall?"

"It's raining so hard, how can you hear a fart sound!" The yellow-haired man said unhappily:

"Didn't the master say that he would not cast the spell until twelve o'clock? It's only eleven thirty now, what can happen?"

The fat man nodded, looked at the falling rain and said: "I don't know how long it will rain..."

Besides, the mourning hall has already been in chaos.

Zhang Ming's peach wood sword was broken, the copper coin sword was scattered, and the talisman paper was all used. At this moment, facing the female corpse, he really had no weapons at all.

Looking at the female corpse slowly coming over, Zhang Ming swallowed his saliva and thought to himself, what should I do?

After thinking about it, he remembered a sword technique he had learned before.

Put your fingers together to form a sword, condense the Taoist energy, and release it instantly, with a power that can shock ghosts!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly pinched the finger technique with his hands, condensed the little Taoist energy he had cultivated in the past half month into his fingers, and then suddenly pointed at the female corpse that was coming over.

Faintly, a faint white aura suddenly rushed out from his sword finger.

Then it hit the belly of the female corpse with a snap, and the female corpse was shocked.

Seeing this, Zhang Ming immediately showed joy. The sword technique was useful, so now he could continue fighting.

Zhang Ming was seen holding his right hand with his left hand, and the inner side of the sword finger of his right hand was facing Zhang Ming's face, and then slowly retracted a little.

The purpose of his doing this was to condense the Dao Qi. When the Dao Qi was almost condensed,

he suddenly pointed his sword finger at the female corpse and fiercely pointed it out. The sword finger formed by the Dao Qi instantly emitted a faint white light from the sword finger.

The next moment, it hit the abdomen of the female corpse again, knocking the female corpse back a step.

Zhang Ming was like learning another trick, and he was very proud of it. He also raised his eyes to Gu Qi.

But his behavior undoubtedly completely angered the female corpse.

The female corpse suddenly jumped and rushed towards Zhang Ming quickly.

Zhang Ming was startled, and then he pointed out the sword finger techniques one after another. Several faint Dao Qi hit the female corpse, making a popping sound.

But the female corpse didn't care and continued to rush towards Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming dodged in a hurry when he saw this, and at the same time he continued to attack the female corpse with sword fingers. With the sound of snapping, the female corpse finally couldn't bear it and finally fell to the ground.

This was a good opportunity. Zhang Ming didn't think twice, he took a step forward, jumped up and smashed down hard on the female corpse on the ground.

The female corpse was about to bounce up from the ground, but just halfway up, she was hit by Zhang Ming and pressed to the ground again.

Zhang Ming rode hard on the chest of the female corpse, raised his sword finger, and stabbed the chest of the female corpse.

A faint Taoist energy was hit on the chest of the female corpse by him, and the sound of snapping continued. The female corpse was constantly attacked and could not struggle hard.

Gu Qi looked at Zhang Ming who was riding on the chest of the female corpse and constantly poking her chest, and reminded him:

"Hey... there is no breath in your fingers..."

Zhang Ming was stunned, and then he looked at the sword technique he pointed out, and there was indeed no Taoist energy.

After another sense, the Taoist energy in the master's body was used up.

But fortunately, looking at the female corpse under him, it was also unable to struggle after being poked by his sword technique.

"We can't give it a chance, we must beat out the resentment in its chest. Gu Qi, help me hold it down." Zhang Ming said.

Although Gu Qi was afraid, he still stepped forward to help hold down the female corpse's hands.

Then Zhang Ming swung his fist and hit between the two peaks of the female corpse.

Gu Qi, who saw this scene, looked down at his chest and felt a pain in his chest for no reason...

(End of this chapter)