The Dominance of Martial Arts: Starting from the Tiger Roaring Golden Bell

Chapter 123 Centipede
Under the tall and heavy fence, a zombie was climbing higher and higher by stepping on the fallen corpses, surrounded by a whistling rain of arrows.

Soon, the zombie climbed up the heavy fence and jumped down, only to be greeted by countless long spears.

With a snap, the falling zombies turned into rotten bones and flesh and fell to the ground.

The dull thud when it hit the ground was like a heavy hammer, hitting the big drum of fear in people's hearts.

This zombie can jump over the heavy fence, and so can other zombies.

As soon as the horrible thought emerged in my mind, it became a terrible reality.

As expected, zombies fell from the heavy fence one after another.

For a moment, armor collided with flesh and blood, and sharp weapons came into contact with skin and flesh.

In an instant, several zombies were chopped into meat paste by the armored gang members who drew their short weapons from their waists.

"Save the force! Save the force!" "Watch your step! Don't fall!"

In the crowd, gang members with rich experience in fighting shouted to remind everyone.

What they want to kill is not one or two zombies, but hundreds and thousands of zombies.

If I use up my strength now, I will be left to be slaughtered.

"Monster corpse! Here it comes!"

As the spies roared, several strange-looking zombies leaped down.

Four or five strong men were about to use the same trick again to chop a zombie whose limbs were like bone knives into meat paste.

In an instant, the short weapons broke, the armor shattered, and the flesh and blood were separated.

As the beheaded and decapitated corpses fell to the ground, four figures jumped out of the crowd and pounced on the corpses.

"Warriors deal with the monster corpses! Gang members deal with the zombies! Don't panic!"

Standing on the roof not far away, Jiang Yuan, who witnessed everything, roared.

After he finished yelling, he looked at the martial arts gym owners who were protecting him.

"Please help me, don't worry about me."

The hall owners looked at each other, nodded, and rushed to the battlefield across the houses.

"Die!" A man swung out a long knife and split the zombie in front of him into two halves.

The moment the body fell, four arms grabbed him.

The man gritted his teeth, retreated instead of advancing, and swung his knife again.

Crack! The long knife hit an arm and got stuck in the skin, unable to move down an inch.

"Warrior or corpse?"

The man wielding the knife laughed bitterly before being torn into pieces by four arms.

"Brother!" The burly man behind him took a step forward with his eyes wide open.

"Give him to me!"

The two warriors rushed towards the four-handed monster corpse and knocked it into the group of zombies in front.

The sturdy man looked at the strange corpse leaving unwillingly, turned around and slashed at the other zombie beside him with a knife.

Whoosh! Several strong winds rushed into the corpse group, stirring up countless pieces of minced meat.

The gym owners acted as if they were in an empty space, punching and kicking, and countless zombies turned into broken limbs and flew in all directions.

The strange corpse that had just been showing off its power was smashed into piles of mud by the attacks of these gym owners.

In the distance, the spies lit bags of oil and threw them into the darkness.

Under the light of the fire, fewer and fewer zombies emerged from the darkness.

Just as the spies breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, with a click, four fat corpses carrying a sedan chair stepped out of the darkness into the firelight.

Immediately afterwards, several huge "centipedes" quickly crawled past the fat corpse.

These "centipedes" are scary and creepy.

The "worm body" is composed of countless human torsos connected together, and the "feet" used for crawling are composed of countless hands and feet of different lengths.

The "worm head" is a huge sphere with countless heads squeezed together and constantly wriggling.

"Be careful! Centipede!!!" "The evildoer is here!"

The spies' warnings one after another puzzled the people inside the heavy fence.

Centipede? What centipede?
With a loud "boom", the heavy fence collapsed and the "centipede" appeared.

A museum owner was caught off guard and was swallowed by the "worm head" that had cracked open.

“Ahhhhhhhh!” A miserable and desperate cry came from the “insect head”.

"Old Feng!" Another museum owner just shouted and was swallowed by a "centipede".

"Half of the warriors go kill the centipede! Half of the warriors follow me!"

In a flash, countless warriors attacked the "centipede", and countless more warriors jumped onto the roof and left.

Not long after, the departing warriors saw the fat corpse and the sedan chair in the firelight.

Not only that, they also found that the spies who had issued warnings before had disappeared, and instead, there were several piles of bloody meat mixed with pieces of cloth around the sedan chair.

Obviously, the spies were dead.

As we all know, if the evil spell is killed, the spell will be lifted, which is why warriors leave the battlefield.

At this moment, the warriors pulled down the cloth bags from their waists and rubbed the incense ash inside on their hands.

Some warriors simply tore open the cloth bags and threw them at the fat corpse, and the incense ash immediately fell like clouds of smoke.

Furious at the death of their companion, they jumped up from the roof and rushed towards the sedan chair.

However, what greeted them was not victory, but a whistling hand.

The fat corpses, whose bodies were covered with incense ash, stretched out their palms as if they were shadows.

Bang! A warrior was hit in the abdomen and flew backwards.

The warrior behind him tried to reach out to catch it, but his arms were broken by it and he fell into the house next to him.

The heads of several other warriors were shattered like watermelons.

Only the warriors who were the owners of the halls were able to bypass or repel the fat corpse and come to the sedan chair.

As they roared and attacked, a voice came from the sedan chair.

"court death."

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Jiang Yuan clenched his fists and stared at the "centipede" that was wreaking havoc not far away.

Most of the warriors who left were gym owners, and those who stayed behind were also strong, but they were no match for the "centipedes".

It was difficult to break the "centipede's" body into two pieces.

Unexpectedly, the two pieces turned into two.

These "centipedes" constantly absorbed the corpses around them to heal their own injuries, making the warriors suffer terribly.

Suddenly, a loud thunderous sound was heard in the distance.

A violent gust of wind, carrying with it a series of debris including fishy smell, stench, gravel, wood pieces, minced meat, etc., came in the direction of the loud noise.

The people who were fighting suddenly became unsteady and could not open their eyes.

"Oops!"

Those huge "centipedes" are not affected by the strong wind because of their heavy weight.

When they found that everyone was not moving, they connected themselves into a line and surrounded everyone with their bodies.

Looking at the rapidly approaching wall made up of torsos, limbs and arms and legs, despair rose in everyone's hearts.

At this moment, the wall suddenly stopped and began to tremble.

The next moment, boom!!! The wall shattered and a figure appeared.

Qin Zhiming retracted his right fist and crossed his hands in front of him.

He took a long breath, his internal energy surged, his whole body radiated high temperature, and he crashed into the body of the "centipede".

He was like an unstoppable chariot, rushing through the "insect body" until he created a path.

Everyone looked at Qin Zhiming who was walking away in amazement.

"Why did he run away? Centipede..."

"If he doesn't run away, who's going to kill the evildoer? The centipede is already like this, and you still can't defeat it?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person speaking was a young woman, and next to her stood a man with his arms below his knees.

"Du Xue, the owner of the Plum Blossom Martial Arts School?"

A warrior in the crowd spoke up.

"Don't look at me, look at the centipede!"

Everyone looked around and saw that the broken centipede on the ground was no longer devouring the corpse and repairing itself as before.

Instead, the ground, shaped like a dragon turning over, continued to shake violently, and several cracks appeared.

Staring at the sticky blood gushing out of the crack and listening to the cracking sound of bones breaking beside my ears.

After coming to their senses, everyone rushed forward and was determined to chop the "centipede" that was gradually shrinking inwards into minced meat.

(End of this chapter)