Chapter 121 After the War

The two Master Fu Masters who were blasted out had a trace of blood spilling from the corners of their mouths. The swollen bodies had returned to their original shape. Their outbreak period had passed, but they had no time to feel depressed because the outbreak period had passed. They were just stunned. Look ahead.

The first time they looked up, they saw Zhou Fan, who was holding a giant sword, chop off the left arm of the ghost bride.

The ghost bride let out a scream that made her eardrums hurt, and she rushed towards the black sedan chair for the first time.

But Zhou Fan had long expected that the second slash of his giant knife was in the direction of the black sedan chair, even a little faster than when the ghost bride wanted to rush out.

That's because Wu once told him that the jet-black sedan chair is the bridge for Gui Yingqin's body. As long as she gets into the sedan chair, she can get out from other sedan chairs.

The ghost bride didn't dare to take the giant knife, she moved sideways, avoiding the knife, but also lost the opportunity to enter the sedan chair.

Zhou Fan rushed, and his giant knife continued to swipe at the black sedan chair. The sound of stinging sounded, and the sedan chair was cut into pieces by the giant knife.

The ghost bride opened her jet-black mouth and let out an angry roar.

Zhou Fan sneered, and he slashed again at the ghost bride with his giant sword.

The ghost bride was very afraid of the giant sword, and was beaten back and forth again and again. She lost her left arm, and the injury slowed her down a lot.

This scene made the two Master Fu and Lu Kui stunned. They never thought that one day they would see a powerful martial artist kill the black resentment so embarrassed.

The two talismans and Lu Kui could see that the key was the ferocity of the giant sword in Zhou Fan's hand.

The messy golden threads on the blade are intertwined with the flames, making people feel oozing!

The Ghost Bride was entangled, and whenever she tried to escape, the giant sword would slash at her, preventing her from escaping.

She roared again and again, and suddenly jumped close, splitting the giant knife with a fierce slash, and the rotten right palm stabbed at Zhou Fan's chest, Zhou Fan's speed was still too slow, otherwise she would not be given such a chance.

But Zhou Fan didn't mean to dodge at all, he just held the knife in both hands and slashed back.

The faces of the three of Lu Kui showed a pale color, and they thought about it...

The ghost bride let out a cry of joy, she was finally going to kill this difficult human being.

It's just that the sharp red nails on her right hand were as sharp as stabbed with iron pieces, and sparks flew everywhere.

Her right palm didn't pierce Zhou Fan's chest, the giant knife slashed in an instant, pulled down from her left shoulder, cut her body in half, and the black blood was pumped out, dyeing the underground grass black.

The ghost bride's disgusting face that was close to Chi Chi was distorted. She looked at Zhou Fan in disbelief, wondering why she didn't pierce this human heart with her palm?

Her two halves had black blood threads stretching like rubber bands, trying to stitch her body together.

Zhou Fan's face was cold, and he lifted the giant knife and kept slashing at the ghost bride's body.

The blood and minced meat continued to splash, and they were burned by the popping yang qi.

The ghost bride's body completely collapsed and could no longer be healed. The yang qi burned her wreckage, and black smoke floated into the air.

Zhou Fan stopped when he saw this, and he looked at it for a while, confirming that the body of this ghost welcoming relative should have been destroyed.

In the distance, the two patrols on the left and right also stopped fighting.

Mist once said that once the main body is killed, those paper stickers and other sedan chairs will spontaneously ignite and disappear.

Huang Mao's two talismans and Lu Kui showed joy on their faces, but they looked at Zhou Fan with complicated expressions on their faces. They originally thought that Zhou Fan's foundation was not solid and his strength was mediocre.

But today's battle shows that they are obviously wrong. Zhou Fan is only a power segment, but with so much power, they can only compete with Zhou Fan when they burst out, and Zhou Fan's endless means are eye-opening.

Could it be that Zhou Fan has been accepted as a disciple by Lord Yan Guilai because of his outstanding talent?

These things must have been given to Zhou Fan by Lord Yan returning.

Zhou Fan didn't think much about it, he showed his strength to be incompetent, and secondly, with his current strength and the things in his hand, he was not afraid of anyone in the village.

It is a pity that Zhou Fan looked at the giant sword in his hand, and the rune of the golden talisman on the giant sword became dull, and the power of the golden talisman was almost exhausted.

This really makes Zhou Fan feel distressed, this golden charm is worth two gray worms, and it is almost useless after one use.

Fortunately, the results were not bad, and this ghost welcoming relatives was finally eliminated.

But soon Zhou Fan and the others became heavy.

The two patrols came back. They suffered heavy damage in order to resist the rescue of the dozens of Zhizhangmen. If it wasn't for Zhou Fan and the others who quickly eliminated the ghosts, there would have been more Zhizhemen running over to continue to join the battle. The damage is more serious.

Wrinkle Shenshen and Luo Jietian were only slightly injured, but half of the 67 patrol members were killed or injured.

What saddened Zhou Fan the most was that Thin Monkey's left arm was gone, and he fell into a coma with only his right arm left.

"I'm sorry, I can only do this step." He Cao lowered his head and said softly, his face was covered in blood, and he was the one who rescued the thin monkey.

He saved the thin monkey in order to repay the kindness of Zhou Fan's guidance.

Zhou Fan sighed and said nothing.

The Patrol fell into a mourning mood, and even if they won, the victory was nothing to celebrate.

Half the casualty rate casts a cloud over the future of the patrol team and Sanqiu Village.

Zhou Fan and Huang Fushi were sitting on the chairs in the camp house. Except for Lu Kui, who was too injured and couldn't come, everyone in the village who could talk came.

All five of them had gloomy expressions on their faces.

Luo Kaitian smiled bitterly: "I have counted, and now the patrol team can continue patrol work, only 29 people, such a number is not enough to support the white or the night side, we must find a way to solve this. problem."

If it is not resolved as soon as possible, such a number of people will not be able to afford the two lines of defense day and night, and sooner or later there will be black wandering monsters sneaking into the village.

Master Huang Fu said with a cold face: "You can only be forced to recruit, they don't want to die, but when the village is short of manpower, they are not allowed to refuse to join the patrol team!"

No one objected to Huang Fushi's words. They had already done everything they could, and those people in the village would naturally have to take the corresponding responsibilities.

This matter is left to Muramasa Luo Kaitian to do. If the martial artists present agree, the recruitment can naturally be carried out. Since it is a compulsory recruitment, Luo Kaitian is confident that he will be able to make up the required number of people tomorrow.

As for the scope of the recruitment, according to the usual practice, the lifespan of the recruitment is spread from the short-lived species to the periphery, and the young and strong men with short lifespan are given priority.

Only young and strong men can better deal with the danger of patrolling, and the weaker elderly, children, and women are just calling them to die.