My Master is Lin Zhengying

Uncle Jiu didn't talk nonsense, picked up the yellow talisman and ink fountain on the ground, and quickly followed.

At this time, the three joined forces, including Uncle Jiu.

Naturally, he is not afraid of the weakest walking corpse among the zombies in this area.

Awei was still running, his clothes were all torn.

Seeing this, Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng stepped forward with a blow and kick.

The two teamed up and directly kicked back a few steps.

Awei also took advantage of this to escape, and then went to the prison gate and knocked on it repeatedly, yelling to open the door.

Uncle Jiu picked up the ink fountain and yelled at Qiu Sheng:

"Ink bucket!"

Qiu Sheng pulled the ink fountain line and hurriedly backed away.

Draw a straight ink line.

The zombie took aim at Nan Chen in the middle.

He yelled "Aww" and rushed forward.

But the zombie had just touched Uncle Jiu and Qiu Sheng's ink fountain lines.

"boom."

Sparks splattered.

In an instant, he was bounced to the ground.

At the same time, Uncle Jiu threw the mahogany sword in his hand to Nan Chen.

"Cut it!"

Nan Chen has been studying with Uncle Jiu for half a year.

There are very few actual combats, and it is the first time to face this kind of zombies.

But Nan Chen knew that Uncle Jiu wanted to train his courage.

Nan Chen didn't talk nonsense, and took the mahogany sword.

He jumped up and stabbed the zombie's chest with a sword.

This zombie is no match for Mr. Ren's zombie boss.

The body is not that hard.

So under this sword.

"Pfft" sounded.

The zombie was impaled on the spot and nailed to the ground.

The zombie looked extremely painful, with black and evil spirits continuously emitting from its mouth and nose, and howling continuously.

Nan Chen hurriedly retreated.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu had pointed his sword at the talisman and said something in his mouth.

Make a sword finger:

"Hurry up as a decree, decree!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spell in Uncle Jiu's hand started to burn.

At the same time, the spell was thrown at the zombie.

As soon as it came into contact with a zombie, the zombie was ignited by the spell flame.

In a blink of an eye, it was enveloped in hot flames.

The zombie was smashed by the mahogany sword, and then nailed to the ground, unable to resist at all.

At this moment, he struggled slightly, but soon there was no movement.

Seeing this, everyone let out a long sigh.

Awei asked with lingering fear:

"It, it's dead now, isn't it dead?"

"died!"

Looking at Ren Zhong's body, Nan Chen spoke directly.

And Uncle Jiu also turned his head abruptly:

"Now I believe that Butler Ren was bitten to death by zombies, right?"

"Believe, believe, this is all a misunderstanding, misunderstanding Jiushu..."

Awei had been frightened for a long time, and kept nodding at this moment.

Only now did he know how powerful Ninth Uncle was.