Before Nanming Lihuo could protect him, Zhang San, who was originally standing, suddenly bent his body like a big bow and gathered his strength.

Looking at the tip of the gun so close in front of him and feeling the cold and murderous aura wrapped around it, Zhang San had no doubt about the gun's notorious reputation.

But just as it was about to flash by, accompanied by a flash of faint light, the spear that looked like a dragon suddenly hovered in the air. Just as Sun Shan was surprised, the ghost general on the opposite side told him the correct answer.

"Good arm strength~"

As the saying goes, a stick for a month, a knife for a year, a gun for a lifetime.

Zhang San himself had indeed never learned the gun method in a systematic way, let alone made any achievements in the art. However, Yi Ye Zhi Qiu had the title of Fighting God and had fought for him so many times. Given Zhang San's qualifications, it was understandable that he had some experience.

Pulling the spear backwards, turning back and stabbing straight ahead, this sudden counterattack is indeed a bit out of place.

However, with the infusion of the triple arm strength of Ni Sheng, its power was not at all diluted. Even judging from the wailing sound produced in the air, Zhang San's counterattack was several points faster than the ghost general's previous attempt.

Hold the gun, release the force, and face the enemy.

Compared to Zhang San's panic, the ghost general who was born as an expert naturally seemed at ease when facing a sudden attack. However, his composure did not last long and was cut off by Yao Lao's light shout.

"The situation doesn't look too bad. The general has personally come to the battlefield to stop the enemy. I guess the evildoer hasn't woken up yet. Sword-practicing girl, you stay here to help young Zhang. We'll go deal with the real boss first."

"clear!"

Abandon all inducements and grasp the task itself;

Since there is someone in the team who is not good at teamwork, then arrange her to fight in individual battles where she can better demonstrate her abilities; …

It was just a simple fight, but Yao Lao was able to make such appropriate tactical adjustments. Even the ghost generals of the hostile forces had to admire Yao Lao's rich practical experience.

With the support of the intelligence from Taiping Dao, the ghost general naturally knew that Xie Lingyun was cultivating the Great Aspiration Sword. Although he didn't know what the other party was thinking, if he could drag such a person here, the chances of the prince's successful resurrection would be greater.

Judging from this confrontation, the two sides are evenly matched.

Although as a zombie his acupoints were blocked and he had lost the ability to sweat, when the ghost's gaze fell on Xie Lingyun, the Yin energy in his body began to move several times.

According to what the other team leader said, he wanted Xie Lingyun and Zhang San to deal with him. This was a very clear order, but what surprised the ghost general was - where was Zhang San?

Why didn't he notice his disappearance? Did he sense the danger and flee without caring about the safety of his teammates? Or did he think Xie Lingyun could handle him alone, and Zhang San followed the main group to the main coffin? Or...

There seemed to be many guesses, but after taking a look at the light blue talisman wrapped around the gun barrel, the ghost general inexplicably thought of another possibility.

"Is this... a talisman?"

The ghost general who was born in a foreign tribe did not know what the Shangqing Sect's Immortal Trapping Talisman was, but this did not prevent him from feeling the power within it.

As a scientific research maniac who even dared to experience corpse poison himself, Zhang San's fight with the beheading ghost would naturally not be that simple.

Zombies are known for their strength, and with the help of the ubiquitous corpse poison, there are few cultivators in the world who can compete with them. They can be considered the most troublesome type of ghost threat.

Flying zombies are the second most powerful kind of zombie after the incorruptible bones. They also have excellent resistance to light, lightning, and fire.

Moreover, because their congenital acupoints are blocked, those immortal species who have achieved the goal of jumping out of the Three Realms and being outside the Five Elements in another form, naturally have no effect on them because of the talismans like the Sealing Sutra Talisman that target the acupoints.

However, after dozens of experiments, Zhang San discovered something very interesting. The strength of the flesh did make zombies, but precisely because they maintained their physiological structure, this would also become their biggest failure.

As we all know, the innate structure of the palm determines the "gripping" action, which is why people prefer to touch with the back of their hands when touching cold, hot, electricity, etc.

After the test of beheading the ghost, Zhang San knew very well that it was unrealistic to use the Immortal Trapping Talisman to immobilize a flying zombie.

But if only one of his hands was locked, Zhang San would not belittle himself. After all, if he was more humble, it would be questioning his hard work in the "Tongtian Lu".

[Talisman: Flying Thunder God! ]

[Spiritual Talisman: Increase the power of rock! ]

[Spirit Talisman: Rock Fist Technique! ]

Ghost General: “Ahem~”

Different from the practice in our country that emphasizes the preservation of both life and death and the integrity of the body, the power of Neon Ninjutsu is indeed remarkable, but the strain it puts on the body is too great.

Haven’t you seen that the Third Tsuchikage, Ohnoki, always said that he had sprained his back; haven’t you seen that the Ninja World’s Dance King Madara, who has no one to tell about his miserable old age.

Whether it is ninjutsu or super strength fist, even after being transformed by the "Tongtian Lu", the burden they put on the body is still far greater than that of other talismans.

But fortunately, Zhang San has cultivated the third level of reverse life!

It was like a dream. He didn't even have time to cut off his right arm. After being briefly immobilized by the Immortal Trapping Talisman, the Flying Thunder God suddenly appeared.

Be it ninjutsu or boxing, when you reach the pinnacle of perfection, all the gorgeous words in the world cannot describe this feeling of returning to nature.

First, a muffled groan was heard, and then, in Xie Lingyun's incredulous eyes, the ghost general, who was more than eight feet tall and as strong as an iron tower, floated away into the distance like a kite with a broken string.

It was not until his body was hung on the Wolong horn and he received enough reaction force that the ghost general stopped feeling powerless.

It was very heavy. In the ghost general's memory, except for Chang Yuchun, who was a man with strong arms and good archery, and could form an army alone, he had never been hit by such a heavy punch.

Looking at his body beginning to collapse at his chest, the ghost general, with the help of his rich combat experience, didn't even have time to sigh. He simply raised his relatively intact left hand and chopped towards his right arm.

Although he didn't know why the opponent didn't shoot him in the head just now, the ghost general was very clear about one thing: as long as the gun never left his hand, it would always be his death warrant.

He is very powerful and has experienced many battles. Even in the Da Jin Dynasty where there are many masters, those who can possess the cultivation level of Ghost General are rare.

But just as he was about to cut off his right hand, the faint light flashing on his chest directly cut off his only hope.

"It's really... watertight~"

The ghost general's hoarse voice was filled with the regret of a hero at the end of his life. He did not blame Zhang San for being too strong, he only hated that he had not been able to be loyal to the prince and that he had not been able to see the prince's heroic figure again in his lifetime!

"Hey~ let's do it!"

After sighing inexplicably, Zhang San stopped looking at the other party. After all, from the beginning to the end, the battlefield here, no, it should be said that it was karma, that belonged to Xie Lingyun.