Chapter 3138

"Brother ye, what should we do?" Yan Wu looked at Ye Qian at a loss.

Ye Qian looked at the cold fourth order mummy in the opposite eyes and said bitterly, "kill the fourth order mummy first. I need your help."

"How can I help you?" Yan Wu had a fight with the mummy of the fourth level, but she couldn't fight one-on-one. The dagger in her hand didn't seem to have any restraint effect on the mummy.

Ye Qian once killed the fourth level summoner, although it was because Fei mojifu underestimated the enemy and let Ye Qian get close to him. In addition, ye Qian's mental attack just restrained Fei mojifu. But at least it's a great achievement.

"Help me to minimize the harassment of the third-order mummies. Maybe we can kill the fourth-order mummies." Ye Qian's solemn face, killing the fourth level mummy, and killing the fourth level Summoner are two different concepts, ye Qian himself is not sure.

If it wasn't for Xuelang's ability to restrain mummies, ye Qian would not even have the idea of killing the fourth level mummy. After all, ye Qian is only a third class ancient warrior, and his strength and physical toughness can't be compared with the fourth-order mummy in front of him.

"Kill me?" Hearing Ye Qian's words, the mummy sneered, "you'd better prepare your blood for this ancient city."

While speaking, the fourth mummy has come to Ye Qian, while the other third mummies seem to have a general spirit. They all choose to help the fourth mummy and besiege Ye Qian. It seems that they also see that ye Qian is more threatening than Yan dance.

Ye Qian couldn't retreat at this time, so he started his Xingyi boxing with Xuelang in his hand and chose a flexible attack method. His greatest reliance is the blood wave in his hand. As long as he stabs the other side, he will have a chance to absorb the energy of the fourth level mummy.

Yan dance is also moving. In the face of the fourth level mummies, Yan dance may be a little defeated, but for the third level mummies, Yan dance can keep the upper hand.

Yan dance follows Ye Qian closely to solve his worries and let him concentrate on dealing with the fourth level mummy.

"Bang!"

With the sound of heavy impact, ye Qian flew out. The fourth level mummy's strength was far greater than that of Ye Qian.

"I won't give you a chance to stab me!" Mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mummy mum.

In this case, ye Qian understood the gap between the third-order mummies and the fourth-order mummies. If the third-order mummy can only kill the enemy instinctively, then the fourth-order mummy has certain wisdom and knows how to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

"Die The fourth level mummy roared and rushed to Ye Qian again.

Although the mummy's seemingly rigid body is weak in flexibility, it also has advantages over the third class martial arts. And ye Qian's best mental attack, when facing the mummy, had no effect at all, which made him feel powerless.

As Xingyi boxing unfolds again, ye Qian is like a monkey climbing in the mountain forest. He is very sensitive and hardly confronts with the fourth level mummy. He needs to find a chance. Once the blood wave hits the fourth level mummy, ye Qian has the hope to swallow the energy of the fourth level mummy and win the battle.

For a time, one of them dodged and the other chased fiercely. Ye Qian had already suffered from the fourth order mummy's three punches, and his face was pale with blood stains on his mouth. This is the essential difference between the third class warrior and the fourth class mummy.

The pressure of Yan dance is no less than that of Ye Qian. When the number of third-order mummies reaches a certain level, the increasing effect of the power of the slaying dagger of Yan dance is gradually opened up, which is also a bit embarrassed, but Yan dance is not injured. After all, the flexibility of the third-order mummy is much worse than that of the swallow dance.

Ye Qian doesn't understand that all the sacred utensils of Yan dance can stimulate the power increase, but why doesn't the dagger in Ye Qian's hand, which is suspected to be a spirit level artifact, have the effect of power increase?

Obviously, this issue is not what ye Qian needs to consider now. The fourth step mummy's pressing makes it difficult for ye Qian. If he is not careful, he will be forced to fight with the fourth step mummy. The consequences are obvious. Ye Qian's internal injuries are getting more and more serious.

"Bang!"

Another frontal collision, ye Qian was hit out, his body fell to the ground, there are residual blood on the ground, and even with a faint afterglow, I don't know it was left by the previous power.

At the same time, ye qian can't help but bite back with a force, and a mouthful of blood overflows from the corner of his mouth. And the mummy of the fourth level came towards Ye Qian again.

At this moment, ye Qian's eyes twinkled with a certain firmness. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he jumped up from the ground and didn't use Xingyi boxing any more. Maybe he was wrong at the beginning. He looked up at himself or underestimated the ability of the fourth level mummy.

The old man once said that if the enemy is stronger than himself, there is only one way to defeat him!

Just because he thought of the old man's words, ye Qian resolutely gave up the fighting skills of Xingyi boxing. Instead of retreating, he advanced. In the face of the blow from the mummy, ye Qian did not dodge or dodge, and accepted it stiffly.Almost at the same time that the fourth order mummy hit his body, ye Qian clasped the mummy's arm with his left hand and stabbed the fourth order mummy with a dagger with his right hand.

"Bang!"

Even ye Qian's heart is not sure about the cost of a hard blow from the fourth level mummy. When his fist hits Ye Qian's chest, he only hears the sound of a cleft bone. Accompanied by a puff of blood, ye Qian's face is as white as paper. The pain of tearing heart and lungs can't be described in words.

"Well?" The fourth level mummy's face changed greatly. It seemed that it had thought of the reason why Ye Qian did it, but it was the fourth level mummy after all, and ye Qian was just a third class warrior. He instinctively chose to bear it.

"Poof

The clear voice was very weak at this time, even few people could hear it, but ye Qian felt it clearly.

Xuelang dagger successfully stabbed into the fourth level mummy's body. Xuelang's function of swallowing energy was instantly opened, which emptied the few forces in the fourth level mummy's body.

The fourth level mummy didn't even think of it until she died. With one punch, she couldn't blow a third level warrior to death. Instead, she let the other side have the power to pierce into her body.

The power of the fourth mummy is dozens of times more than that of the third mummy. The power of blood wave swallowing should have been swallowed up by the power of Taoist heart planting demon, but it seems that the power of Taoist heart planting demon is quite spiritual. Knowing that the master is weak at the moment, this time, he did not selfishly swallow these powers, but let the Qi in Ye Qian absorb the external power.

Although this strength is not much, but let Ye Qian keep some vitality. Although the weak even had some difficulty in standing, ye Qian's consciousness was still there.

"You are so cruel, old man!" Ye Qian thought to himself. But ye Qian didn't know that when he said this, he didn't think that ye Qian would really do it one day.

In fact, it seems reasonable to gamble on one's life, but if we really do it, we will know how risky it is. If the fourth level mummy's strength is stronger, or Ye Qian's physical toughness is weaker, ye Qian's way of fighting is to die.

Fortunately, ye Qian's life is hard enough, and his body has changed many times, so that his body toughness has already far exceeded that of ordinary third class martial arts. This is the chance to stimulate the power to send the blood wave into the fourth level mummy's body when dying.

"Brother Ye!" Yan Wu was the first to discover this scene. She was frightened by Ye Qian's behavior. Even if the fourth level mummy didn't move at last, Yanwu still felt palpitation.

The third level warrior's hard fight against the fourth level Mummy? This is not a collision of forces, but a unilateral acceptance. Only a third class warrior like Ye qian can achieve such a miracle. Other people, even werewolves and Chinese zombies, may not be able to withstand it.

Ye Qian is inexplicably weak at the moment, but even so, he has no chance to rest. Although the fourth level mummy is dead, and he has lost a secret book of summoning skill, ye Qian doesn't even have the heart to pick up the secret book.

It seems that there is no end to the three-level mummy around, and this moment has become Ye Qian's talisman. Ye Qian, who is so seriously injured, has been seriously damaged in both flexibility and strength, unable to play a perfect combat effectiveness.

"Die

A third-order mummy found Ye Qian's situation, seemed to find the best chance to kill Ye Qian, and immediately rushed towards Ye Qian.

Ye Qian clenched his teeth, waved out the blood wave in his hand, and killed the mummy again. And the price Ye Qian paid was that his body was blown away, and a tear in his chest was shocking.

Ye Qian has not been so seriously injured for a long time. It seems that the distance from death is only one step away, which makes Ye Qian's nerves tense, clench his teeth and stand up straight from the ground again.

Here is now a battlefield. If it falls, it will fall forever. Yan Wu looks at Ye Qian's precarious appearance, and his anxious face turns pale. But he is besieged by eight third-order mummies, and he can't help himself.

It seems that ye Qian's situation is not as bad as the extreme. At this time, ye Qian clearly sees two slightly embarrassed figures not far away. These are two powers from the outside. In terms of breath, one is a vampire, and the other is actually a missionary.

The combination of vampires and missionaries, the obvious difference between the races, let Ye Qian also slightly surprised. But obviously, the vampire and the missionary did not have the slightest feeling. When they saw the seriously injured Ye Qian, they were like greedy demons, stretching out their hidden tusks.

"The dagger in his hand must be extraordinary!" The missionary's eyes lit up.

"This ancient warrior's blood is also a good tonic. If I absorb it, I may be able to recover my injury." The vampire licks his tongue and treats Ye Qian as food.

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