Here Lies The Wicked

When Fang Zheng went to the end and found no one else, he returned to where the corpse man was.

There was only one boat and one person, still standing there.

The body snatcher sat on the bow of the boat, his eyes closed.

As if hearing the noise, the body snatcher closed his eyes and saw Fang Zheng returning the same way.

The zombie man's eyes were startled. He was sitting in the bow and his eyes were fixed on Fang Zheng. Fang Zheng pretended to be calm and walked past the zombie man.

It was just an episode, and Fang Zheng continued to explore the misty world in another direction.

Sure enough!

He found Human Skin Boatman again.

The green candlelight was as cold as a ghostly fire, and it was especially conspicuous in the cold white fog.

Just as Fang Zheng secretly took out a piece of the underworld coin and was about to throw it under his feet, he repeated the same trick as "The underworld coin touched the porcelain," at this moment, a person in the boat rushed out and plunged into the thick white fog.

Fang Zheng's eyes were surprised.

This is a weirdo.

Outside, he carried a black coffin with him.

A black sandalwood coffin, at least three or four hundred kilograms, was regarded as a taboo, and there was actually a large living person carrying around, and it seemed that carrying around was still very easy, a vigorous step had rushed out, looking at three or four hundred kilograms as nothing.

It was the violent airflow brought about by the rapid movement that caused the originally static white mist, such as stones, to plunge into the ancient pool without wind and roll up ripples.

Fang Zheng looked away from Human Skin Boatman reluctantly. With a step on the ground, he had followed the man before him.

And the boatman on the shore, who had just escaped from the crazy hand of the "Hades coin touch porcelain," was still waiting for the business to come.

Fang Zheng followed the man in front of him.

But not long after, Fang Zheng suddenly looked suspicious, and his feet could not help but slow down.

He noticed that the footsteps of the man in front of him suddenly sounded urgent, light, left and right. Under the thick fog, the footsteps began to waver.

This was discovered!

Fang Zheng's expression froze, and he immediately got up cautiously. He carried the Ghost head knife, and then made a detour around it. With the help of the thick fog, he slowly approached the place where the footsteps disappeared for the last time.

He did not follow the same path, but was afraid of being ambushed.

In the thick white fog, it was both Fang Zheng's natural hiding place and the other party's natural hiding place.

Following the direction of his memory, Fang Zheng was quietly moving closer and closer to the location, huh?

Fang Zheng's brows furrowed slightly and his heart was startled. In the thick white fog, a faint rectangular black shadow appeared and was placed on the ground without moving.

Fang Zheng was surprised to see that it was the ebony coffin that the man had been carrying on his back.

But now that the lid was opened, the coffin was empty.

No body was seen.

However, Fang Zheng carefully noticed that there were fresh human impressions in the coffin, which had not yet recovered.

Fang Zheng's face changed slightly.

Just then, a sudden change occurred!

There was a wind behind him, and Fang Zheng turned around with a knife, but it was a bluff, not a physical attack. The real attack came from his back, which was wide open after he turned around.

Poof!

Black and poisonous fingers suddenly rose from behind and pounced on Fang Zheng.

First floor Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques, second floor Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques... It broke through Fang Zheng's sixteenth Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques in an instant. Qiang, when he broke through to the seventeenth Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques, he finally met a hard resistance, and a grinding sound of sharp claws broke out.

This was a walking corpse with only white eyes and no eyeballs. It was tall and big, with a height of two meters. It was like the oppression of an iron tower, especially when it was wearing a thick set of iron armour. It was actually an iron walking corpse.

Fang Zheng's eyes were as cold as a blade.

He took a step forward, with an astonishing and strong masculine blood. Those were three fires that were as blazing as a furnace, full of blood, dedicated to evil spirits, with fist marks on his left hand, and king kong marks on voldemort.

Boom!

There was a loud explosion on the spot, and a powerful force poured out like a ferocious beast. The fog within ten meters was ripped apart by the blast, and even the hard rock beneath Fang Zheng's feet cracked inch by inch, forming a cobweb of cracks.

This is the power of two ancient elephants!

Thud, thud, thud... The armored zombie took three steps back, and his chest was cracked by Fang Zheng's punch. The ordinary armor on the body could not resist the tearing force of the two elephants.

Ow!

The armored zombie roared, revealing a black hole in his blood, and pounced on Fang Zheng again.

"Good timing!"

Fearless, Fang Zheng strode straight up to the battle, using his left hand to launch the Voldemort King Kong Seal again, bombarding the armored walking corpse with a punch and a claw, bang!

The hard ground beneath one man's feet instantly exploded into a web of fragments, the flesh and blood on the claws of the armored zombies, the skin and bones burned by the masculine blood, sending out black smoke, emitting barbecue... The stench of rotting corpses.

At this time, the armored zombie opened his arms and tried to kill Fang Zheng at close range, like a python hunting, to break Fang Zheng's bones.

Nine yang true qi!

Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques!

Boom!

A dazzling red glow erupted from the ghostly head knife. The Nine yang true qi, which had just reached the sun, surged out of the knife and cut out seven or eight meters of hot knife gas, cutting fiercely into the chest of the armored zombie.

Bang, a loud bang, the armor in front of the chest was split in half, the flesh and blood were severely cut off a large piece, the surrounding wounds were black and charred.

The armored walkers were hacked out three or four steps.

"Are you a Shi Jia disciple?"

"Wait!"

A flustered voice suddenly sounded in the white fog.

Fang Zheng's eyes were full of ferocity, and he did not care at all, thumping and thumping, as if a humanoid tyrannosaurus was hiding in his body, and he directly raised his knife to kill the armored walking corpse opposite him.

Bang! A knife slashed a piece of flesh and blood, and the Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques came out faster and faster. Five! Ten! The moves were wide open and wide open, powerful and sharp.

Pieces of iron were splattered and pieces of flesh and blood were cut off.

Poof!

Unable to withstand the Wood Burning Broadsword Techniques, the zombie was cut in half from his chest by more than a dozen knives.

A wisp of grey air rose from the fallen corpse.

Finally, it was devoured by the Human Skin scriptures.

At this time, the previous flustered voice also disappeared and did not appear for a long time.

Fang Zheng stood still, carefully sensing any wind and grass around him, for about ten minutes before he was sure that the other party had retreated.

Huff, let out a foul breath.

Fang Zheng only felt that this battle had come somewhat inexplicably.

He just wanted the other party to lead the way, but was treated as a stalker, trying to kill and steal goods.

He has a correct outlook, firmly upholds the core values of socialism, killing people and stealing goods. Is he such a person?!

However, Fang Zheng had also made some preliminary identification.

The undertaker?

This was one of the great evil professions of ancient times, like a moth to a flame, and plunged into Dragon head lake.

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(Note 1): the undertaker appears in chapter 21 [ person 21 ].

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