My whole body was sinking into the black mud that was solidified like cement, unable to move, and I felt a lot of despair in my heart. However, at this moment, Lin Qiming was shocked all over, and then his sword turned around, pointing at Wei Zhongxian, who was full of rotten face and resentful eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "The top masters of the eight major sects gathered together, but they didn't kill you, and even let you, Wei Yin, survive to this day. It's really a pity, but you were offended by me, so let me contribute to my hometown!"

Lin Qiming's voice was old and thick, not his original words. I was shocked suddenly, and Wei Zhongxian, who was lying in the corner, was inexplicably surprised: "You are not that young man. Who are you? Can you actually transcend my control?"

Lin Qiming stood with a sword and said proudly: "It's Fu Qingzhu, a mountain man from a certain family!"

Fu Qingzhu was very famous in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. He was a famous scholar at that time, but he was named "Medical Saint". After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the Qing government repeatedly summoned him, but he did not agree. He became a Taoist priest. He was once called "Six Masters of the Early Qing Dynasty" by Liang Qichao in the late Qing Dynasty. However, all of this happened after Wei Zhongxian died and escaped. So he didn't know at this moment, but looked disdainful and said coldly: "No matter where you came from, you are a debt collector. Just get out of here!"

Master Fu Qing was an extremely arrogant person. At this moment, he was despised by this great eunuch who was in trouble with the Chaogang. He could not control his anger in his heart. He immediately raised the Yuheng sword in his hand and rushed towards Wei Zhongxian.

The two were seven or eight meters apart, and Yilin Qiming's body movement suddenly arrived. Seeing the long sword about to pierce the rotten corpse's chest, the guy was chanting, and Lin Qiming, who was about to succeed, suddenly stopped.

The long sword was less than half a meter away from Wei Zhongxian, but it was still impossible to pass it out, as if there was a huge force pulling him.

Master Fu Qing in Lin Qiming's body heard a heart-wrenching roar, but he could not go any further.

The picture seemed to be frozen, and the two of them solidified into puppets, but the final result was beyond expectations. The rotten corpse finally gained the upper hand and slowly stood up.

The guy gasped and said to Lin Qiming in front of him: "Master Fu Qing, right? Compared to our family, you are just a lonely ghost who doesn't know how long it has been. You want to take our family away. It's really a laughing! Do you know what the insect in my body is? Its final form is called the Gazadebissi Demon Worm, which is said by the Indians. It was offered by a monk from India back then and could be resurrected from the dead. It is with this thing that our family can become the first-class master in the world at that time. If it weren't for the eight top Buddhist masters in the world, our family wouldn't be like this now..."

The rotten corpse smiled smugly, while Lin Qiming, who was almost frozen, looked determined, and his hands slowly touched his stomach. Suddenly, a large amount of filth spurted out of his body.

As Lin Qiming kept slapping, the filth was sprayed down, and insects rolled in the pool of black slurry on the ground. Only then did I realize that the reason why he was solidified was because there were too many Death God Gu in his body, which made him unable to move freely.

While both sides are trying to recover their energy, the other side is expelling insects from their bodies. Everyone is competing for time and waiting for the opportunity to have a dying blow.

Apart from these two people, Zhao Zhonghua was forced into the corner by the remaining rotten corpses, and he was very resistant to support him. But I had worked hard for a hundred times at this moment, and found that the more I moved, the harder the black slurry in the pit was, which made me unable to escape.

At this moment, all the movements seemed redundant, and I had only hope.

Master Fu Qing was a big bull after all. Although only a wisp of residual soul was left at this moment, he might be able to counterattack and kill this disgusting corrupt corpse under the sword.

Just as I was expecting infinitely, the rotten corpse, who was formerly Wei Zhongxian, slowly stood up. The face, which was already rotten, suddenly became smooth and returned to its previous form of a fat white man. Then he raised his hands and smiled and said, "Look, I won in the end, right?"

He slapped out with his palm again, and countless bloody storms swept up, ruthlessly towards Lin Qiming in front of him.

This time, I really want the other person's life.

Those who are in the mean will die.

However, at this critical moment, a sword in Lin Qiming's hand suddenly turned, crossed his chest, and fought with the flesh palm.

Lin Qiming's cultivation level is still shallow. The rotten corpse can compete with me, but it is directly crushed with him. Without any surprise, he flew directly to the back and passed the quagmire I was in. He was about to fall into it. As a result, he suddenly sank, but stepped on my head with one foot. With this help, he turned over beautifully, and pointed several acupoints on his chest with his left hand in the air. When he landed by the pool, he pointed a sword and said in a narrow voice: "Wei Yu Dog Thief, no matter how beautiful you were in your lifetime, I only know a little bit. You will be buried at this moment!"

Master Fu Qingzhu is the old man in the former Ming Dynasty. He was most angry at Li Chuang, Wei Yan and other groups of guys who pushed the late Ming into the abyss. He turned the long sword in his hand and rushed forward again without hesitation.

The rotten corpse was able to control Lin Qiming before because the other party had his own insects in his body, which could be controlled. At this moment, after Fu Qingzhu, the "medical saint" of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, the insects were temporarily blocked, so they had to bite the bullet and fight with this guy.

Neither of these two people are contemporary people. One is a former eunuch and the other is a master from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. The fate made the two meet each other and immediately collided with brilliant sparks, and the battle was extremely exciting.

Although I was in danger, I was very happy to see the fight between the two, and I felt a sense of pleasure.

These two people have been around for hundreds of years since the present, and their methods are all based on ancient methods. They have neither the changes and integration of their practices over the past few hundred years, nor many long-lost methods and unique skills. Their two people's palms and swords made me dazzled and dazzled.

The layman watched the excitement, while the insiders watched the tricks. The two of them were particularly sharp in their methods, but I could see that Lin Qiming, controlled by Fu Qingzhu, was mostly the authentic Taoist method. However, compared with the exquisiteness of today, it has a more grand artistic conception. Regardless of the details, the body movements did not change blindly, but instead conformed to the Bagua Dougang, turning passive into initiative. As for the rotten corpse, in addition to its own limitations, the things it reflected were more strange, and many movements were close to the limits of the human body. Moreover, with force, it had a tendency to crush the opponent in front of it.

Fatty white man pays attention to quick battles, while Master Fu Qing used the magic of swordsmanship to fight the enemy. The two sides had a hearty battle, but I could see that Lin Qiming had a very weak foundation after all. Even though Mr. Fu, who dominated his body at this moment, was very powerful, he felt that "a skillful woman could not cook without rice" and gradually became at a disadvantage.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but reminded him, "Senior Fu, instead of fighting with this eunuch, it's better to take a step back, clean up the scene first, rescue us, and then work together to fight with this guy for life and death!"

As soon as I was born, both of them fought to the death and looked at me.

After all, Master Fu Qing and Lin Qiming are different from me, so at first glance, their eyes were cold, but the fat white man laughed and said loudly: "Young man, where you are now is the mud that has been accumulated for hundreds of years, which contains the excretion fluid of insects in my body for many years, which is as heavy as iron. It will not be a matter of one day or one night to rescue you. Do you think he really has that time?"

As he said this, I thought Master Fu Qing would give up, but unexpectedly he suddenly turned around and ran towards the corpse group in the corner.

After all, the master took action. Zhao Zhonghua was tortured by the rotten corpses who could not be touched and could only avoid, and smoked in his forehead. However, he saw Master Fu Qing brushing and brushing a few swords, but he cut all the rotten corpses off his head. The strange thing was that while he took the result of one sword, he slapped the space, and the rotten corpse fell silently to the ground, without the explosion as he imagined.

As soon as Master Fu Qing left, he went to clean up the rotten corpse. The fat white man was not showing weakness. He flew to the quagmire and said sternly: "I want someone to save you? Humph, I will kill you first..."

As he spoke, he slapped it with his palm.

I felt a little shocked, but fortunately the mud pit was not deep. I stood on tiptoe inside, but I could only pass through my chest, my hands were still outside, and I couldn't move, so I raised my sword and broke the palm. Fu Qingzhu in the distance took advantage of the white fat man's attention and suddenly turned around and stabbed it with a sword. As a result, the white fat man reacted quickly, grabbed him with his back, and even hugged him, falling into the mud.

As soon as the two entered the quagmire, they could not move at once. Under such circumstances, Lin Qiming's body shook suddenly, and a whine came from inside, but Master Fu Qing disappeared.

The three of them were trapped in the quagmire, Lin Qiming was unconscious, I couldn't move, but the fat white man made a strange laugh, and then a large number of black worms flowed out of the wound on his body, soaking towards me. Zhao Zhonghua got rid of the rotten corpse, rushed to the pit, and shouted at me anxiously: "Boss, what should I do?"

Zhao Zhonghua asked me, but I didn't know how to answer. As the black worm was about to flow into my body, my soul was scattered.
Chapter completed!