Why am I constantly encountering super masters who are either ninth-rank, eighth-rank, or grandmaster level? I'm either getting thrashed or on my way to getting thrashed. Damn it, is this any way to make a living?
grass!
At this moment, the skeleton general, who should be called the chief, was about to come out. He subconsciously wanted to kick the obstacle in front of him, but he suddenly stopped halfway through kicking. Then he looked down and saw that it was his own coffin. He was going to continue sleeping afterward, so he jumped out of it instead.
Zuan gritted his teeth and used the Sunflower Illusion technique to create two figures that rushed towards the opponent.
General Ya Chang swung his long spear, directly striking his two figures. However, the two figures shattered quickly, and the feeling of hitting air startled him.
In that instant, Zuan appeared behind him and swung his sword directly at his head.
His previous experience with skeleton warriors outside taught him that these guys' weakness was their heads, so this time he planned to take them by surprise and see if he could launch a sneak attack.
If General Ya Chang were alive, such a sneak attack would have been useless given the difference in their cultivation levels. But now that he has turned into a dried-up corpse, his mind and agility are certainly not what they used to be, so there is a chance to fight back.
Sure enough, he fell for the trap. Zuan was overjoyed and swiftly thrust out his sword.
Just as it was about to pierce the back of his head, a huge figure suddenly roared and crashed into him.
It turned out that the bull was protecting its master, while Zuan was sent flying as if he had been hit by a truck.
Zuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling pain and numbness on half of his body. If it weren't for his resilient physique, an ordinary cultivator would probably have had half of their ribs shattered by this impact.
The bull continued to bellow as it charged towards him, its two enormous horns gleaming coldly. If he were hit, he would surely be disemboweled.
"Azu, be careful!" Pei Mianman also attacked at this moment. With a wave of her jade-like hand, a black fireball flew towards Niu Zun and exploded in front of it.
The bull hummed and hopped around, but unfortunately, the black flames were of a special nature and could not be extinguished.
At this moment, General Ya Chang came to its side, reached out and stroked its back. Wisps of black energy spread out, and wherever they passed, the flames slowly went out.
Then he turned to look at Pei Mianman: "Those who hurt my beloved cow, die!"
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