Guardian Chapter 141: A real tomb or a fake tomb?

  A heavy ride dissipated.

   did not relieve the crisis.

  More fierce winds covered in ferocious armor came on horseback.

  The red light in their eyes is gradually rising, and they charge with fear of death.

  The battle is about to start.

  Huahong and Chen Ping are two masters and apprentices. Master Lianrong is skilled.

  The red fingers danced as fast as lightning, and the dough integrated into the power of the demon pill blew itself to block the momentum of the heavy rider.

  Chen Ping used the black shadow in the Desire Orb to penetrate into the heavy rider's body, and at the moment when the heavy rider shook the spirit, he changed his face with the help of the Master of Convergence.

  He tightened his five fingers, and the head of Zhongqi, who had changed his face, was directly squeezed into the void.

  The headless cavalry loses combat power, but unfortunately there are still horses under its seat.

  The cavalry lost his head at the same time.

  The primary and secondary identities of war horses and cavalry are swapped.

  Mainly horses, driving cavalry.

  Headless cavalry can still wield their weapons, and their actions are not affected.

   Huan Hong and Chen Ping had to deal with the cavalry and the horse at the same time.

  If you ride like this, it will be difficult to ride more.

  Master Lianrong’s underworld methods are effective against the living and even the dead.

   But to deal with these appearances is a heavy rider, with a skeleton inside, which greatly reduces the cause and effect of the soul.

  Soul drags the soul, as the name implies, the subject must have a soul.

  Fortunately, Huanhong's "dough bomb" works well, and Chen Ping's technique of changing his face and curling his fingers to blast his head is also very skillful.

   Although the battle is difficult, but in a short time, it can still support.

  Chen Feng's carving knife is in his hand, as light as a feather, with a reed crossing the river, his movements are weird.

  The carving knife is in his hand, and the moves are indefinite, and I don't know whether it is a sword or a sword. There is no sense of beauty at all.

  Where did Chen Feng move?

   Even if he could, he didn't bother.

  He always believes that battles change rapidly, and when you see other moves, you will want to make a move, and then think about whether the next move is defense or offense. The daylily is cold.

  The most powerful move is to win without a move.

  Chen Feng’s unbeautiful moves, often the antelope hangs its horns, unexpectedly, the heads fall to the ground, the horse’s heads fall, the heavy riding and the sand dissipate, and the purple clouds contained in the red awns are "eaten" by the carving knives. .

  Heavy ride is not weak.

  It can be seen from Huan Hong and Chen Ping's hard work.

  They deal with heavy rides, often difficult to disassemble each other into pieces, heavy rides are still dying.

  Chen Feng is very easy to deal with.

  Not to mention cutting off human heads and horse heads, even if you use a carving knife to slash the ferocious armor on the heavy knight, the heavy knight will soon lose its combat power, and the sand will become windy.

  The carving knife is worthy of the name of the imperial hat. The stuff on the Emperor’s hat is really extraordinary.

  Chen Feng likes this simple and crude feeling more and more.

  He fought more and more bravely, and over 90% of his heavy knights were brutally tortured by him.

  The remaining half will be dealt with by Huan Hong and Chen Ping.

  The remaining half of the deal goes to Da Mao and Er Mao.

  Two pinnacle silver corpses, no matter what they face, they never spare any effort.

  They don’t know what extra energy is.

  Violence and violence are the most realistic portrayal of them right now.

  Da Mao started chopping wood again with the yin and yang of the two worlds.

  However, this time the effect is not very good. Broken Blade does not have the "food-eating" attribute of a carving knife. The simple slashing can only bring ordinary physical trauma to the heavy rider. The result of the battle looks good, but in fact it did not hurt seriously. Ride fundamentally.

  The cut flowers with the teeth of the two hairs are better than the cut wood with the big hairs, but they are not much better.

  As soon as she cut it off, the heavy knight was divided into two, and the heavy knight was divided into two. The combat power is not compromised. Not only can they fight on their own, but also cooperate with each other.

  A cut of Ermao, cut an extra opponent for yourself.

   Ermao is very puzzled, tilting his head and wondering if he is wondering how this heavy ride can have a clone technique.

  She naturally couldn't figure it out.

  I get angry if I can’t figure it out.

  Ermao roared in her throat, the bloodthirsty in her eyes gradually became thicker, the blood-colored fangs grew longer and longer, the meridians on her face were full of blue black, and the violent emotions followed her swaying body with her hands down. Released with a chuckle.

   Ermao moved, ejected towards the heavy horse, knocking the heavy horse over with a loud noise.

   Bang Bang Bang, the sound of hail falling.

   Ermao is fearless with killing one thousand enemies and self-damaging eight hundred, and the infinite heavy blow mode is turned on.

  Da Mao also changed his method and stopped chopping wood.

  He rushed into the heavy cavalry, violently raging purely with physical power.

  He trades injuries for injuries, completely fearless.

   Actually in the battle, he began to intentionally or unintentionally merge the currently learned zombies posture.

  This is fighting instinct, and it is also a fighting talent.

  Zhong Clan Surgery is not just a posture.

  The stretching of the weird movements changes the inner breathing method.

  The release of physical power becomes stronger and stronger as the breathing method changes.

  Damao’s body stretches occasionally with strange postures, making a sound like a bean popping, and the same violent punch is vaguely 30% stronger than Ermao.

  Affected by it, Ermao unintentionally also began to integrate the zombies.

  In the battlefield, there was a sudden violation of peace.

  Huahong and Chen Ping teamed up and tried their best to deal with it carefully, for fear of a business trip.

  Chen Feng's carving knife is in his hand, and he moves indefinitely, cutting, cutting, hanging, stabbing, scratching, picking... as he pleases, reaping and riding is like cutting wheat, one stubble dissipates in front of him into sand, and breaks into wind. .

  Big Mao and Er Mao are extremely tragic. While replacing injuries with injuries, they often twitch their brains, using strange postures with a flash of inspiration. Each time the strange postures are completed, the two silver corpses seem to have changed individuals. , Played a small wave of climax.

  After the small orgasm, the two silver corpses collapsed again, and then they flashed in a strange posture, followed by a small orgasm.

  There are three small battlefields.

  Only Da Mao, Er Mao and Zhongqi formed a tragic tug of war back and forth.

  For a while, the two heavy riders pressed the two to press hard, and for a while, the two heavy rides retreated steadily.

  To see who suppresses whom, it is entirely up to Da Mao and Er Mao whether they can use their brains, and use the zombies instinctively.

  This wave of heavy riding and charging, Chen Feng made a lot of money, to be precise, the carving knife made a lot of money, and the red awn and purple cloud became its tonic. Not long after the Four Sacred Mountains ate the demon sword of the carving lord, it started again. Make it up.

  Big hair and Ermao are not bad, the Zombie physical skills in the battle, relying on fighting talents, are forming instinctive muscle memory, which grows rapidly.

  Chen Ping has a complicated mood. He has seen the big Chen Feng since he was a child, and he has refreshed his cognitive height time and time again. After only three months, he has grown to the point of horror.

  Huan Hong has already seen Chen Feng's various methods, from being surprised to becoming accustomed, it seems that Chen Feng is like a big treasure in her eyes, no matter what she takes out, it is not worth fussing.

  "Don't play, it's the end." Chen Feng faced Da Mao and Er Mao, making Huan Hong and Chen Ping calm in an instant.

What does    mean? We master and apprentice exhausted every means, struggling on the verge of life and death, are you playing?

  Da Mao and Er Mao heard Chen Feng's voice, they immediately moved back at the same time, and their mouths puffed out in Huan Hong and Chen Ping's weird eyes.

  Swish swish...

  Biubiubiu……

  噗噗噗噗……

  The high-purity yellow spring water in the meat sac was shot out by two silver corpses in the form of arrows.

  There is a sour smell in the air.

   Accompanied by the screaming sound, all the heavy riders who won the bid began to corrode.

  The unpleasant smell of the ablated bone material is getting heavier and heavier, and the heavy rider turned on its back, and it was dilapidated, gradually forming a pool of black stains, and even the cemetery slabs were melted into deep holes of various sizes.

  "This is not a heavy horse of the evil wind." Chen Ping looked at the heavy horse that was constantly melting, shook his head and said: "The heavy horse of the evil wind is a living dead, a zombie warrior, not a skeleton monster. And God is not there."

  "The essence of death is wind and sand. It can be seen that they are not living creatures." Huan Hong was a little puzzled, and asked: "How does the existence of non-life characteristics have life characteristics?"

  "I'm afraid it's the weirdness of the imperial seal fragment." Chen Feng saw the two look out, patted the carving knives in his hands, and said: "The red light in Zhongqi's eyes is almost a life energy body, which is essentially the same as the sky above Luwei Town. The thin purple clouds are similar. According to Uncle Ping, they are the remnants of the imperial seal purple clouds."

  "I suspect that the imperial seal fragment is not a dead thing, but a living thing. It controls these heavy horses that theoretically have been dead for hundreds of years."

   Huanhong was stunned, and at the same time doubts gradually arose, "As the dirty emperor’s guardian, Shoufeng Zhongqi, even if this is a suspicious grave, there is no need to bury so many riders. Is it confirmed from the side that this is not a suspicious grave, and Is it really a dirty emperor's grave?"

  "It's not impossible." Chen Ping touched his chin and fell into speculation. "Little Maruko makes sense. We assume that this is a real tomb. Then the villagers of Luwei Town, who are of Emperor's blood, are the tombkeepers. The act of collecting the fragments of the imperial seal by the heavy rider of the evil wind can only be explained."

  "However, I still don’t quite understand that the fragments of the Emperor's Seal are in Reed Town. For hundreds of years, the heavy riders of the evil wind did not come out early or late. How could they slaughter Reed Town to take out the fragments at this time?"

  "Whether it is a real tomb or a suspected grave, it is not obvious when you open the coffin board." Chen Feng carved a knife in his hand, fearless, pointing in the direction of the corridor, and accurately pointed out the location of the main tomb.

  Chen Fengdi listened to the technique and echoed the sound waves. Everything in the suspected mound was already clear to his chest. The structure of the entire suspected mound slowly formed a three-dimensional scan in his mind.

  Even a small number of heavy rides scattered everywhere can be vividly remembered.

  However, there are also places that he cannot "scan".

   is covered by a rich purple cloud.

  There is no doubt.

  There must be the location of the main tomb, and it is also the place where the fragments of the imperial seal are placed.

  Chen Feng has a three-dimensional scan in his mind, leading the way in front of his head, not taking the usual path at all.

  Da Mao and Er Mao followed his command and pushed violently, smashing into a straight passage in the seven-turned corridor.

   With a bang, the stone wall shattered, and Da Mao's figure sprang out, followed by Er Mao, and then Chen Feng, Huan Hong, and Chen Ping.

  The scene before them made everyone stunned for a few breaths.

  The purple cloud is rich, with amethyst all around.

  It gives people a feeling of being in the top grade amethyst deposit.

In the middle of the sinking    deposit, four dragons shaped like amethyst raised their heads to hold up a copper coffin.

  On top of the copper coffin, a long sword is inserted incompatible with the environment.

  The long sword is simple and simple, and the sword body is full of Taoism. It is extraordinary at a glance.

  The long sword passed through the copper coffin, and the blade was three feet three feet away from the ground.

  "This..." Chen Ping's face fell into weirdness, and he couldn't help saying: "It is rumored that the Tianmen is only three feet three high from our world. These four dragons carry the coffin, the sword pierces the coffin, and the sword is off the ground. Shakusan means that the dirty emperor is soaring, and the strong dragon does not crush the snake?"

  "This sword has an even more extraordinary origin. It is very similar to the emperor sword passed down by the suspicious Tome Swords. According to legend, the dirty emperor used it to slash ghosts and gods in the Yin and Yang battle. I don't know if this one is the emperor sword. "

  Chen Feng has another insight.

  I still remember that when the burrowers used the Yin-Yang Dao to fall into the yellow spring, they were mixed in the muddled team of burrowers repairing the sarcophagus.

  Beside the team, there is a bad guy holding a record book, comparing it to the wandering soul, reading the specifications of the burial site after death, and judging whether the wandering soul is sent to the construction site or advancing to the Huangquan.

  Chen Feng remembers very clearly. Among the few people before him, the burial site specification for one person after death was "The coffin cap is three feet three feet off the ground, and the sorrow is not enough. Repair the sarcophagus."

  It can be seen that the coffin cap is three feet three from the ground, which is not a good life.

  The owner of this copper coffin? Isn't it Dirty Emperor?

  Yes, it’s just a suspicious grave. I never said it was a real grave.

  However, what Chen Ping said that was suspected of the Emperor's Sword made Chen Feng not sure whether it was a real grave or a suspicious grave.

If    is true or false, open the coffin for a test, and it won’t be clear...Chen Feng was about to open the coffin, but was interrupted by Huan Hong’s astonished voice.

  "You..." Huan Hong pointed at Da Mao and Er Mao, and turned to Chen Fengdao: "They..."

  Chen Feng glanced at him.

  Damao and Ermao are intoxicated, holding the purple crystals, and gnawing loudly.

  Two silver corpses, gnawing and sucking fiercely, wishing to bury themselves in the purple crystal.

  "Da Mao, Er Mao." Chen Feng called out softly. Seeing that there was no effect, he started directly, and then withdrew his hands like lightning.

  Two silver corpses actually showed backlash.

   Big Mao roared, turned his head and clicked on the position where Chen Feng shrank his hand. Just the sound of the air biting the air, you can imagine Da Mao exerting all his strength without reservation.

  His eyes are blushing, his fangs are soaring, and his body is full of violence.

  Er Mao held the spar in his hand, drooled at the corner of his mouth, and uttered a low roar in his throat, staring at Chen Feng fiercely, as if as long as he dared to take a step closer, he would fly up and fight him desperately.

  The two behaved as completely food-protecting wolfhounds, even the owner didn't pay attention to them.

  "The imperial seal purple cloud, carrying the luck of the dynasty, and the atmosphere of the dirty emperor, is a great tonic for the corpse puppets and the low-level zombie." Fortunately, Chen Ping explained in time.

  Otherwise, Chen Feng would almost detonate the secret door buried in the silver corpse when he used the iron wire by coincidence.

  Since it is a big supplement, then Da Mao and Er Mao will go.

  But the appearance of the two silver corpses patched up is too scary.

  Although the six relatives don’t recognize it, the act of devouring with scarlet eyes is more ruthless than a gambler who loses in a hurry.

  Not only Damao, Ermao is anxious.

  Even the dead creature, the carving knife, is impatient.

  For the first time, Chen Feng conveyed the consciousness of "want" and "want to desperately".

  Chen Feng carved a knife in his hand, and the complicated patterns on the knife's body became dizzy and chaotic.

  The carving knife protested silently with his own hot behavior.

  Chen Feng wittily inserted the carving knife into the purple crystal.

  Purple crystals are changing colors visible to the naked eye.

  The purple color is constantly decreasing, and the pale and translucent color is increasing.

  The carving knife, the “wife” who is never fed, shows a more greedy side, sucking the sea and swallowing it.

Compared with the absorption speed of the carving knife, Da Mao and Er Mao are not in the same order of magnitude.

  Perhaps these three foodies, wantonly gnawing, caused dissatisfaction with the owner of the tomb.

   Without warning, there was a hum.

  The purple cloud exploded, covering the tomb like a light curtain.

  The sword inserted into the copper coffin that looks like an emperor's sword.

   moved.

  A sound without any emotion, a steady and deep voice sounded abruptly.

  "Ordered to heaven, blasphemer, death."