"My day! These corpse soldiers are so hard! "
The soldier was hit with a stick, and though he was smashed five or six steps away, he was unscathed. Wang Foer was stunned by the sound of his hands, and he came again at this time.
"Once the corpse soldiers enter the evil spirit path, they can absorb the evil spirit path and slowly increase their strength. These corpse soldiers should be twenty-year-old corpses, and their fighting capacity is much stronger than yours!"
Chapter 7 Fighting and killing
"You didn’t say so!"
Watching his hand corpse soldiers cut melons and vegetables by this group of enemies with less than one tenth, he put down a piece of Wang Foer and couldn’t say how distressed he was.
"This is all living money!"
Angry Wang Foer’s six senses suddenly rose and floated, and there was always a feeling that he couldn’t work hard. Suddenly, there seemed to be another law in the boundless wilderness beside the evil spirits’ road, and now Wang Foer had a glimpse of it.
Boom
For the first time, the down-to-earth Wang Foer held a huge stick in his palm, Jin Linmu, which was the simplest angle to force the strongest force to pound a hostile corpse soldier’s waist. This great strength actually smashed the corpse soldier into two parts.
When Wang Foer stepped on the evil spirits in a down-to-earth way, the fighting spirit in his heart seemed to surge, and his confidence was so great that Jin Linmu left and right. Two corpse soldiers had been knocked over, and he believed in his hand and wiped both corpses, and there were already two more ofuda.
"Get up and fight for me!"
Just now, I hated Wang Foer. Two resin soldiers immediately turned around and killed their companions.
Wang Foer no longer cares about his own corpse soldiers, Jin Linmu. One hundred corpse soldiers are crazy to fight with these dozens of old corpses.
Yu Daosui stepped on the corpse soldiers and didn’t listen to Wang Foer’s command. He still stood still. He smiled slightly and looked at Wang Foer’s sprint to command the corpse soldiers to engage in fierce fighting. It was no fun to do it yourself.
"Being able to practice from the Evil Ghost Road and return to the world alive will not be an important person in the Lamtuo Temple in the future. I can realize with this venerable person that the evil ghost road fighting style is talented in an instant … it is really rare!"
"Eat an old trick, Taishan collapses!"
Wang Foer reached the height, and the huge stick Jin Linmu flew out and danced into a wheel. He moved the reading method and manipulated it to smash the head of the most fierce corpse soldier into dozens of broken bones.
As soon as I killed the enemy, Jin Linmu flew back and fell into Wang Foer’s hand, and the stick went to the ground. Wang Foer’s face was screaming and smiling, but his eyes were full of anger. "A group of old thieves are bald and want me to die in the evil spirit. It’s not that easy. When I get out, I must let you know that it’s always bad luck for your generation."
From the end, Wang Foer never looked behind him, nor did he ask for help. He seems to have completely forgotten that he still has this protector.
In this campaign, Wang Foer killed more than 20 old corpses and received 31 new corpse soldiers, but his six or seven hundred corpse soldiers also lost 130 or 40 corpse soldiers. They were dead if they were physically damaged and could no longer move.
Foer, the king of this war, can be said to have won miserably. The only gain is that he has gradually mastered the fighting skills of evil spirits. He can’t exert his strength even if he is floating half-state.
"The depth of a corpse soldier’s service can be distinguished by his tough skin, the lightness of his corpse, and the speed of his actions. Twenty or thirty years of corpse soldiers are not bad. A hundred-year-old corpse soldier is considered to be the worst climate without losing to people. It is not uncommon for a corpse soldier to live for thousands of years in the distance. You’d better pray not to encounter that kind of monster!"
Wang Foer replied faintly without looking back, "Life is about luck, and I pray that if I have it, I won’t come to the evil spirit." Wang Foer, with a big stick in his hand, went ahead and experienced many things. Wang Foer’s temperament has gradually changed. After being reincarnated by repression, heroism and domineering, modern society was forced out bit by bit by cruel environment.
Wang Foer, who can stand up to dozens of gangsters in the face of moral decay and social atmosphere to save a girl she never knew, has never lacked courage
Yu Daosui watched Wang Foer’s back gradually covered by hundreds of resin soldiers, and his eyes became deep and remote. He slowly vomited his true spirit. Although Wang Foer’s figure was not prominent and he had no ancestors who were tall in djinn Miao Terran, he exuded his spirit and made this group of resin soldiers form rules. Many actions were also slightly accelerated
Keenly aware of these changes, Wang Foer suddenly had a strange idea with a big stick on his shoulder. "Did I understand the wonderful skill of inspiring corpse gas?" Thought of here, he gave me a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.
The evil spirits said that it was really a thousand dead bodies and ghosts, and the king Foer encountered a battle again after traveling twenty miles. This time, Wang Foer was not so reckless. He divided a small number of troops to form a gap sniper position, and hostile corpse soldiers were constantly killed from the gap.
However, these resin soldiers are faced with Wang Foer’s command of a large brigade, which is either collected by Wang Foer’s ofuda or cut into seven pieces by ten times his opponent’s siege.
Wang Foer has moved the technique of reading and transporting sticks greatly. Although he has carefully studied the technique, it is just to recruit a big sun flame knife. However, although he can’t create new tricks, he can turn the knife method into a stick method and become more and more skilled.
Although the number of resin soldiers encountered this time was stronger than that of the previous one, Wang Foer solved the battle much faster than that of the previous one, and the loss was smaller than that of the previous one. Instead of decreasing, the number of resin soldiers led by Wang Foer increased by more than 40 old corpses.
"hey!"
At the end of the battle, Wang Foer closed his stick and stood up with confidence in his eyes. He was more confident than before. The magic soldiers from the town hospital killed so many resin soldiers that they were not contaminated at all. They were still as good as new.
"Your art of war is very good this time, but there are some imperfections in the awesome method, so it should be improved …" After the Daosuiyin War, it sounded again to help Wang Foer to point out the shortcomings of this war one by one, and Wang Foer did not lead the corpse soldiers to move forward again until Daosui finished his sentence.
Chapter 79 Meet head-on can join hands
"Just now, you shouldn’t solve the problem first, but you should clear all his hands before turning around to deal with it. Although you have successfully collected the one-hundred-year-old bronze corpse, your strength has increased by thirty percent."
"The loss of troops can be supplemented one after another. The most important thing here is the corpse soldiers. However, I don’t often have the experience of fighting against masters. The evil spirits have the ninth power. The bronze corpse in this century is also equivalent to the ninth repair. If I can’t even pick up this small role, there will be life and death!" Wang Foer’s tone of voice was short and respectful. He still looked back at the distance and said faintly, "I can already feel that there is a great ferocity ahead, and I can’t cope with it with my current strength. Please give me more guidance in the battle and let me face an opponent with the same strength."
Yu Daosui was silent again. Wang Foer’s time to practice martial arts was too short, and his experience in facing the enemy was even less to be ignored. Don’t say that even if he faced one or two enemies who were weak, he was somewhat dwarfed. Although Wang Foer often realized something during the battle and then exceeded the standard, most of the time his tactics were still very rough.
After each war, Yu Daosui will inevitably analyze the gains and losses and criticize Wang Foer’s weakness in martial arts. Once Wang Foer’s command becomes even more bizarre and erratic, and the weakness of martial arts is slowly corrected. Although Dao Sui’s art of war is very rigid, he can’t be a good strategist, but this dharma protector is a master of martial arts. After several wars, Wang Foer benefited a lot.
Just now, the hundred-year-old bronze corpse king Foer insisted on fighting alone and lost more than ten times in a row. He had to sacrifice more than a dozen corpse soldiers as a shield. He only scraped together a thousand integer troops and lost a third, but Wang Foer felt that it was worth it.