Chapter 57 (1/2)

Chapter 57 what ghost?

At this time, Xia Yan finally remembered what he had ignored - the magic scroll! You don't need to sing, you just need to tear or activate with a small amount of mana. If you have a scroll in hand, you don't have to worry about being interrupted.

But now, it's no use thinking about it. Xia Yan sent a trace of mana into the skeleton soul weapon and released the skeleton soldiers without hesitation. When other undead magic is useless, the skeleton soldiers who don't need to sing are the strongest combat power.

The blue soul fire was very eye-catching in the dark alley. The colorless old Taoist shouted, ”what? What a strong Yin Qi!”

Before he could react, the skeleton soldiers appeared. Suddenly appeared with a blue skeleton. This visual shock was unspeakable. Even if the old Taoist was well-informed, he was surprised to jump back a big step.

Xia Yan looked straight from the corner of her eyes. The old man's bouncing power and explosive power could almost take part in the Olympic Games. He ran helplessly and jumped back. He jumped out of four or five meters in a hurry. If you add the run-up and jump forward, it would be easy and pleasant to break a world record. No wonder people can resist five women at the age of 120.

”What the hell is this?” the old Taoist exclaimed. ”Ghost” is definitely not a metaphor. Skeleton soldiers are more like ghosts than ghosts.

Xia Yan was afraid that he would take out something to restrain himself. How dare he talk nonsense? After giving the order of attack to the skeleton soldiers, he began to sing the bloodthirsty curse again.

Skeleton soldiers have no muscles and walk well. They are not different from ordinary people, but when they run, their movements are very strange. However, it was weird, but it had a strong sense of strength. It could stride two meters in one step, but only two or three steps approached the old Taoist priest, and his fists leaked because there was no skin and meat hit him hard.

The Taoist priest recovered from the shock at the beginning and quickly dodged. The skeleton soldiers are one tendon... No, no tendon! If you accept the order of attack, you will implement it to the letter and chase the old Taoist one by one.

After a few punches, the old Taoist's fear was reduced by more than half. He thought that the moving skeleton had some strange abilities, such as magic, but he didn't expect to use only physical attack, so the threat was much smaller.

And these punches also let him find out the power of skeleton soldiers. Although they are much stronger than ordinary people, they are nothing to him. When the skeleton soldier hit again, his arm was horizontal and ready to parry.

At this time, Xia Yan finally successfully sang the bloodthirsty curse. He didn't bless himself. Instead, he pointed his hand and a black ball quickly hit the skeleton soldier. The fire of the soul was in the eyes of the skeleton soldier, and the speed of smashing under the bones of his arm suddenly accelerated. He smashed the old Taoist's arm with the wind.

”Bad!” the old Taoist shouted, but it was too late to pull back his hand to avoid. He only felt a powerful force on him. Fortunately, he had rich combat experience. He squatted slightly, fell back, avoided the violent blow with the ugly posture of a lazy donkey and rolled back quickly.