Almost at the moment when the shriveled skeleton man got back to life, Cheng Tianshui turned around and ran away without saying a word. He couldn't even hurt this monster even if he had a headshot. We mortals should just run away honestly. Cheng Tianshui also knew that with his mortal qualifications, it was probably impossible for him to escape from heaven, but he gave up without trying. It was really not his style of a young master.

The shriveled man naturally could not let Cheng Tianshui go easily. He grinned, and his skinny and slender legs took him to chase Cheng Tianshui. Cheng Tianshui hurriedly threw the gun in his hand at him, hoping to temporarily stop the other party's footsteps. Unfortunately, the shriveled man waved his big claws casually and opened the hidden weapon without any lethality, and the speed under his feet increased a little faster.

Listening to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, Cheng Tianshui's eyes were full of panic. Feeling his fear, the shriveled man laughed strangely. His legs bent, he suddenly jumped, his hands were clawed, and he scratched the back of Cheng Tianshui's head. If he was caught, Young Master Cheng would definitely be shot. Seeing that success was about to happen, the shriveled man showed a bloodthirsty smile of victory.

In an instant, a sudden change occurred.

Just as the shriveled man's claws were about to penetrate the back of Cheng Tianshui's head, Cheng Tianqi, who was running rapidly, suddenly turned his body and retreated rapidly, facing the shriveled man with sharp claws. He suddenly raised his hand, put his five fingers together into a palm, and slapped the man's chest hard.

The man was a necro creature created by Arrathur. He had no breathing or heartbeat. Even if he was shot in the head, he could be safe and sound. It was almost equivalent to immortality. Therefore, even if he did not have any special magic skills, he was the most powerful martial arts. Naturally, he did not take Cheng Tianshui's soft palms seriously, and he only wanted to catch the young man's head, so he met him without hesitation.

With a "puff--" sound, Cheng Tianshui's palm slapped the shriveled man's chest without bias. The corner of the man's mouth curled, showing a sarcastic smile. Unfortunately, the smile had not been completely opened, but suddenly froze.

"Ka—Ka—Ka—Ka—" The sound of the bone shattering was not loud, but the scalp was numb when he heard it. The shriveled man widened his eyes in surprise and lowered his head in disbelief. His body was so dry that there was almost no fat. His naked upper body could even see the shape of the bones below through his skin. At this moment, his sternum and ribs shattered and collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shriveled man made a painful giggle in his throat and then fell down on his back. He was not dead. The Nine Yin White Bone Grab, which was half a bucket of water in Tianshui, was not enough to kill a dead creature. It could only shatter his bones, but that was enough.

Cheng Tianshui, who had escaped from death, felt weak in his knees. He wiped his cold sweat hard and muttered with gritted teeth, "Thank you, little girl, I exchanged a pirated secret book for a bread money back then, but I didn't expect it to be useful."

Cheng Tianshui was almost buried in the hands of the undead creature. The beautiful woman was distracted and she was hit by a spell. Her brain was dizzy, and her vision immediately appeared. Her heart skipped a beat and she screamed in secret. She subconsciously raised the dagger in her hand, held the heavy sword of another enemy, and made a harsh clanging sound.

The black mist suddenly emanated from the woman's body, wrapped around her dagger in a hazy and misty way, climbing along the blade of the heavy sword that intersected it, and in an instant it entangled the hand holding the handle of the heavy sword, which was so fast that the other party had no reaction at all.

The man was also a cruel person. Without saying a word, he pulled out the short knife on his waist with his other hand, raised the knife and chopped off his hand, which was covered by black mist, shoulder-to-shoulder-sided. The warm blood instantly sprayed out, soaking half of the woman's body.

The broken limb fell to the ground, and the black fog was eroded in seconds, leaving only fragile white bones, which turned into gray matter in the blink of an eye.

Although he was unable to kill the other party, at least he removed one of the other's hands. The woman did not want to fight at all, and quickly retreated and hurriedly distanced himself from the other two intact enemies. Cheng Tianshui stepped forward with great eyesight to support the woman, "Are you okay?"

The woman shook her head, but the ghost became more and more serious. She bit her tongue hard, and the severe pain and the smell of blood filled her mouth, which made her a little more awake, "You will not leave, now there is only one way to die."

Cheng Tianshui was stunned and suddenly grinned and said with white teeth, "If you die, die. With you and my elder brother, at least you will not be lonely on the road to the underworld. At least we have to go on the road together. Let's meet me. My name is Cheng Tianshui, where are you?"

"I..." I don't know if it was hit by Cheng Tianshui's heartless words. The woman's tense expression relaxed a little. She opened her mouth and was about to answer Cheng Tianshui's question. Suddenly, the air seemed to condense instantly and pressed heavily on her.

The woman's face changed, and she was as stiff as a sculpture. Cheng Tianshui, who was holding her, immediately noticed something was wrong with her. She was worried and wanted to ask about the situation. Unexpectedly, the next moment, a biting coldness enveloped him, as if he was in an ice cave, and he turned into a prey under the ice.

Arrathor, who was completely shrouded in a black robe, slowly walked out of the villa step by step. His dark shoes were stepping on the red Tengwen that painted the ground with blood, which made him feel a strange danger.

The guy with a broken hand covered his bloody shoulder and humbly lowered his head with his two companions. The blood on the beautiful woman's face instantly faded away. Arrath stood about seven or eight meters away from her, and his rough voice had a harsh matte feeling, "I asked myself that I was good to you, and I carefully cultivated it. I didn't expect you to betray me for a dirty human. You really disappointed me."

The woman's face was pale, her lips were trembling, and she looked at Arrathur in horror but couldn't say a word.

Cheng Tianshui is just an ordinary human. Although he has the elf bloodline of Cialillo, he does not have the talent to open up his bloodline with the brothers Cheng Tianqi. Under the absolute pressure of Arrathor, he felt as small as an ant. However, he gritted his teeth and held the hand of holding a woman. He would not lose the formation. He would not lose the formation even if he was about to die, even if he was going to die, I would have to stand and die, otherwise he would have no shame to go underground to see the ancestors and ancestors who had married.

Arrathor didn't care about women's answers or the thoughts of Tianshui at all. For him, the ants' thinking was completely negligible. He slowly raised his hand, and the sunny sky suddenly became gloomy. Although there were no clouds, it gave people a feeling of dark clouds. The cold wind whistled and blew his cloak, making a sound, and a shrill wail suddenly appeared out of nowhere, as if thousands of evil ghosts and wolves were gathered together, like thunder rumbling, but sometimes far and sometimes approaching, which made people unreal.

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Chapter completed!