There is still an indescribable fishy smell in the air, and there is an indescribable dullness when you enter your nose.

This smell has never smelled, but he has read the introduction in "The Thousands of Taoism and Fa", and there is no doubt that it is obviously dead energy.

Jiang Futing did not enter the house again to avoid damaging the scene.

He then calmed down and endured the disgust to feel the movement of death energy. He captured the moment when the death energy escaped. A sharp cold light flashed in his dark eyes. He turned around and chased him without hesitation!

It is clearly the day when the summer just came, but the forests were as cold as winter, and the coldness rose and intertwine.

Jiang Futing flew over all the way, and even the living things such as flowers and plants passed by were much weaker, and were covered with the remaining fishy smell.

While chasing him, he began to wonder what was so strong that he was so deadly?

Is the dead alive?

A zombie?

But what did the zombies come to kill Zhang Yan? He originally thought that Zhang Yan had harmed so many people and it was normal for enemies to be everywhere, but if they were killed, they would be killed. Why did she take away her soul?

As if she was guarding against something, did the person who killed her know that she would take her soul and ask?

But how could that person know that he was here? Jiang Futing felt a chill in his heart. Unless he started to enter the mountain, the person was monitoring him in the dark, or...

He suddenly thought of that phone call. When he was chasing, the blood flow in his body accelerated a lot, and the speed of his thinking was inexplicably accelerated.

My mind slowly figured out the veins from the mess. Assuming that I was really here to exorcise ghosts, after entering the mountain, the man saw him and knew about it in advance...

No wonder she looked so strange at the first time. The price must have been negotiated. However, Zhang Yan was hesitant because she wanted to catch a ghost. The man called again in the evening!

It happened that she felt something was wrong in advance and dispelled the medicinal power, so she did not succeed.

But that person just saw himself, he was not willing to wait for a night, so he forced Zhang Yan to attack him!

The veins in my heart are completely connected into a line. First, the person must understand that he is not an ordinary ghost catching person, and second, he must be an acquaintance!

A familiar name popped up in his mind again.

But at this moment, the death energy that was about to be chased suddenly spread out in all directions, and then surrounded him at a rapid speed.

Jiang Futing reacted quickly and mobilized his strength. The moment the gray sword condensed, a strong and dead aura suddenly hit him with a blow from above his head.

He immediately held the sword and blocked it upwards. Before the power on his body could be used, the object carrying a strong dead energy made him kneel on one knee.

Even the ghost veins in the body were violently stimulated by the impact!

He calmed down the sudden disordered turbid air, and his body took the blow, panting and raised his head, trying to see clearly what this dead air was so rich that it was.

Then, a pair of eyes with only whites reflected in his eyes.

Jiang Futing's pupils suddenly shrank, almost suppressing the impact inside his body. It was a blue and white face covered with corpse spots.

It's really a zombie!

His mouth really says whatever he says.

I don’t know how long it took to become rigid after this body was released. Half of the fishy smell he smelled was the smell of the corpse’s rotten smell, which smelled quite sniffy!

He came to his senses in an instant, and the riot in his body had been calmed down.

Jiang Futing gritted his teeth, and the power in his body surged instantly, and finally rebounded the continuous impact pressed from his head.

But the zombie seemed to have his own consciousness and thinking. The moment he wanted to take action immediately, he responded quickly and dodged, causing him to dodge it.

The sword pounced on the sky.

Can zombies have such reflections and agility?

Jiang Futing suddenly felt that what was in front of him was a bit beyond the rules.

He calmly searched for the flaws of the thing in front of him. Before he could think for a moment, the body rushed towards him again with a surging momentum.

The corpse is extremely powerful and the body is very strong.

He had been almost shaken by the opponent several times. The attack that could be broken up by the attacks that could easily fall on the ghost could not even pierce the body of the corpse.

A gust of wind broke out sounded on the right, and a hard fist as hard as iron brushed his face. He immediately turned sideways and raised his hand to stab the weaker waist and abdomen of the human body.

He still didn't even stab in three inches, but this time the corpse was abnormal. He grabbed his sword tightly and stabbed himself deeper.

Jiang Futing looked at his burly body that suddenly approached the distance. Before he could react to the other party's purpose, the other hand of the corpse suddenly raised, and his rock-solid elbow directly broke and smashed it into his back!

Jiang Futing didn't even have time to hold back the sword, so he could only grab the hilt of the sword tightly and dodge it passively, and at the same time dispel the sword in his hand.

The next second, the corpse's legs were suddenly lifted up, and he had already determined the direction of his dodging and kicked his knee hard towards his stomach.

He immediately retreated half an inch, and it was too late to condense the sword again, so he could only reach out and hold it with his arm. His arm seemed to hit the steel bar, and it felt like it was numb.

After the fight, he took advantage of the backlash of power and retreated five steps away.

After a fight, he found that this was not an ordinary zombie at all. After a normal corpse turned into a zombie, he had no mind and no basic judgment. Although the one in front of him was not mentally conscious, he had accurate judgment and could catch him again and again.

Dead corner.

It was obvious that someone was hiding in the dark and manipulating it.

A zombie that can be manipulated... a corpse puppet?

Is it someone from the Eternal Sect?

Jiang Futing's brain was a little deficient in oxygen at this time, and he consumed too much energy at night, so he didn't have time to think too much.

He was unwilling to ask Bai Tang for help unless he had no choice.

He gasped for some difficulty. In the past, he had been ghosts when he fought, and had never fought with things like zombies and corpse puppets. These things are stronger than ordinary ghosts because they have physical bodies, but they have gains and losses, and they must have flaws.

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"boom!"

Before he could rest, the corpse puppet came again and began to pursue the victory.

With the rapid loss of physical strength, he no longer took the lead and just avoided and did not fight.

But every time I avoid the move, I deliberately waited until the corpse puppet approached, and then came lightly, and then avoided like a fish.

After a few rounds, he poked every part of the corpse puppet.

But the other party's body was really like steel bars. All the weaknesses of the human body were explored from head to toe, and the corpse puppet was indifferent.

When he stopped to breathe again, the corpse puppet seemed to have struggled because it had been fighting for too long, twisting its stiff neck to adjust its body.

Hum? Neck.

A trace of splendor suddenly flashed in Jiang Futing's Wu Chen's eyes. Perhaps because the fight was pressed and beaten for too long, at the moment when he was suspected to have finally captured the other party's weakness, a cunning smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The tall body was bathed in the silver gauze-like moonlight, and in just one second, it was a little thrilling.

He moved his body and waved his long sword. The corpse puppet quickly returned to his senses and swung his fists directly in front of him. Jiang Futing held the sword in both hands, with great momentum. He came to the corpse puppet but had no intention of confrontation.

He suddenly crawled under the long arm of the corpse puppet and passed by, then jumped behind him, raised his hands, and waved it from top to bottom.

In the flash, without waiting for the reaction of the corpse puppet and the controller, the gray sword slashed at the back of the neck of the corpse puppet.

This sword is the smoothest sword that Jiang Futing has been fighting since now, as if it has been blocking it in front of him.

The steel plate that stopped him disappeared, like chopping tofu, everything was going to the end.

The body instantly separated, and the head rolled on the ground for a few times, hit a tree and was forced to stop.

But before Jiang Futing could let go, three cold white lights suddenly flew out of the lush forest.

He slid sideways, leaned back, and three silver needles swept across his body in the next second, and finally inserted them into the big tree behind him.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly!

Jiang Futing stood firmly and quickly calmed down. He was like a wooden stake, with his ears erected, and bent his eyes to look for clues among the dense forests.

He killed his corpse puppet himself, and it seemed that he couldn't sit still.

His light was sweeping across both sides, and suddenly, a white spot in the jungle passed like a meteor in a flash.

His dynamic vision is better in itself, and the faint light flashing in the dark is almost like a flashlight.

The hiding person seemed to notice his sight, and was subconsciously panicked when he ran away, and he couldn't even hide his traces.

Where the light just flashed, the branches and leaves swayed and made a sand sound in the next second.

Bai Ming flew to his eyes again. The opponent's move was in a hurry this time, and he had already hit him wrongly. Jiang Futing gently tapped his feet and hid the fine needle.

Then, he chased out without stopping, in the direction where the figure ran away.

But people are different from corpse puppets after all. They have their own body and consciousness. They are particularly agile to avoid and control, and are far less easy to chase than corpse puppets.

What's more, the other party threw a few needles from time to time to harass him. After the battle just now, his physical strength was almost exhausted, and he was already overwhelmed.

Jiang Futing narrowed his eyes, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his legs began to become weak after chasing him. He could see the outlined back not long ago. He dodged several times through the bushes, but now there are only black spots left.

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If this continues, I will definitely not be able to catch up!

As soon as the thought changed, the turbid air swelled in his hands again. At such a long distance, he would definitely not be able to hit according to his current ability.

A vague idea was bubbled in his heart, but this was too illusory and he didn't dare to expose it at will.
To be continued...