Infinite Journey

Tang San shook his head and said, "It's true that people die for wealth, and birds die for food."

Liu Lin heard the words and sneered: "You are talking about others, you seem to be like this, you are just an ordinary martial artist, and you dare to challenge the Iron Fist Sect. Don't you know that it is the Nine Northwest Schools, and the experts in the sect are like clouds. But not all cats and dogs can be provoked."

When Tang San heard this, he felt that Liu Lin seemed to have an inexplicable hostility towards him, and a little bit of vigilance rose in his heart for this encirclement and suppression. No matter what the result was, he had to be careful that this person wouldn't let cold arrows behind his back.

Tang San knowingly said slowly: "Really, others are afraid of the Iron Fist Sect, but I'm not afraid."

Liu Lin sneered when she heard the words, "I'm not ashamed, if I really want you to die, no one can save you. The nine major sects in the northwest are not powerful, and you won't be able to live long."

Tang San sneered when he heard the words: "Really?"

With Liu Lin interrupted, Tang San lost his interest in chatting, and focused on the journey. Looking at the yellow Gobi around him, and the scorching sun above the sky, Tang San couldn't help but sigh at the unpredictable nature of this northwestern land. .

Wasteland, Gobi, Long River Forest, criss-cross this piece of land, it is almost impossible to see such complex and strange landforms on earth. I have to say that different planets have different miracles.

Above the Gobi, there is no human beings, except for the occasional poplar forest, there is nothing, only three horses are running, and as the hottest time of the day passes, they are gradually approaching their destination.

The destination was a village forty miles west of the barren city. There was no contact two days ago.

According to the judgment of the Ghost Hunting Guild, it was probably attacked by ghouls. Based on past experience, the Ghost Hunting Guild believed that there were about one or two extremely hungry ghouls, so they dispatched three martial arts experts to deal with it.

The Gobi in the northwest is not a flat river, but constantly ups and downs. After Tang San, Wu Tai and Liu Lin stopped on a distant hill, the three dismounted and walked towards a small village one kilometer away.

The three walked along the undulating hills of the Gobi, trying their best not to reveal their whereabouts, and slowly approached the village. After about an hour, the three finally came to a small hill 100 meters away from the village.

The village was not built on the ground, but was built underground, where a pothole with a size of more than 100 square meters appeared in the sight of Tang San and others.

The three of them glanced around, but they didn't see any figures. They looked at each other and heard Wu Tai say, "Don't worry, there's no problem here, now we're going to go down and search, but there's one person left to look out for the wind, who of you is above. "

Tang San heard the words and said, "I'll stay here. It's my first time on a mission, so there's no problem in helping you guys."

Wu Tai and Liu Lin looked at each other and said: "Okay, you stay here to take care of the wind, you have to pay attention, the ghost clan is very cunning, it is hard to say that there will be no ambush, if you lose, don't fight recklessly, come down and turn with us immediately , rely on the underground caves dug by the village names to resist, and when the time comes, there will be support from the guild."

Tang San nodded and said, "Don't worry, I understand."

The three quickly approached the village. When they came to the pothole where the village was located, they looked into it. A yellow soil staircase led to the bottom of the pothole. The pothole with a height of several meters was completely shrouded in shadows. .

Wu Tai and Liu Lin walked down the soil stairs. There were several deep caves at the bottom of the pothole, and they didn't know where to go.

Tang San watched the two disappear into a passage, his eyes began to wander around, carefully looking at the surrounding hills, once there was any disturbance, he would immediately know.

Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye it was a few minutes, everything was so quiet, Tang San stood alone above the deep pit,

At this moment, in the distant hills, two figures walked out, they were two humanoid creatures with blood-red eyes, Tang San's heart sank when he saw them: "Trap, and there are two outside. Man, is there any more below?"

At this time, the two ghost clans had already flanked Tang San from the left and right, no matter where he fled, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Tang San carefully observed the two ghouls, his body tense, like a cheetah attacking at any time.

The two ghost clans that were gradually approaching saw that Tang San didn't panic at all, they showed hideous smiles, and they did something that Tang San thought was miraculous.

The right hand of the ghost clan on the right slowly turned black, and a machete about one and a half meters long spread out. The handle of the knife was his right arm, which was two meters long.

Tang San watched this scene, his pupils shrank, and the information from the Ghost Hunting Guild flashed in his mind: "This is the first stage of the ghost clan, the extended ghost bones of extremely hungry ghouls, turned into various weapons, such as It is a finger arm, with great power, and its hardness surpasses that of steel."

The ghosts on the left are different. Two strange claws stick out from behind him. Under the sun, they are dark. The claws are like the tentacles of arthropods. They have many joints and can be twisted at will. The clan has two more arms, but this arm is more dangerous and terrifying.

Seeing the two ghost clan walking slowly, Tang San took a deep breath, put his hands down slowly, his fingers came together, ten snow-white nails shook, and Tang San's arms turned into two sharp poisonous blades.

Tang San learned from the information of the ghost hunting guild~www.wuxiaspot.com~ ghosts, like humans at low level, can't stand the poison, so generally when hunting ghosts, cold weapon masters will be on the weapons smear**.

Tang San had five poisonous hands by his side, so naturally he didn't need to prepare for the poison. Looking at the two extremely hungry ghouls that were gradually approaching, Tang San's feet shook, and he rushed towards the ghoul on the right like lightning, and the battle was about to break out.

Seeing Tang San not only didn't dodge, but charged towards them, both ghouls were stunned. Then he showed a grim smile.

The black long knife in the hand of the extremely hungry ghoul on the right slashed down at Tang San who was charging straight, and the long knife with a length of two meters was in front of Tang San in an instant.

One inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous, facing the two-meter-long sword, a cold light flashed in Tang San's eyes, his feet shook, and his body stably avoided the sword, but an accident happened.

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The clothes on Tang San's right arm seemed to have been hit by something, turning into countless pieces.

It wasn't just the clothes that were attacked, Tang San felt tingling pains on his skin, as if countless sharp knives slashed through every inch of his arm.

Although he was attacked inexplicably, Tang San was not anxious. His copper skin was not covered, it completely turned into a bronze-yellow skin. Under this inexplicable attack, only countless faint marks appeared.

Tang San was slightly startled at the fact that the long knife he had avoided could actually hurt him. After feeling that his body had no real damage, Tang San flicked his feet and rushed in front of the ghoul. Remove the part of the ghoul's body that is not covered by the black ghost bones.