Zhang Yuan was suspicious and ran past the figure, looking at the figure.

The figure said nothing, slowly turned his head, and under the dim moonlight, he showed a strange smile.

Zhang Yuan's scalp exploded directly.

"Mom!"

He jumped high and retreated four or five meters.

A shriveled corpse stood there, smiling at him.

His heart almost burst.

Hell!

This is Zhang Yuan’s first reaction!

"Ghost!"

“Hey``”

The mummy laughed softly and rushed towards Zhang Yuan, his feet not touching the ground, and he rushed over with a very fast speed.

But what's strange is that when the mummy rushed over, Zhang Yuan could clearly see his movements, and even his subconscious was rotating in his mind.

Punch!

Bang!

He seemed to have acted subconsciously and punched him in the face of the mummy.

The mummy flew backwards on the spot and fell seven or eight meters away.

The entire face door was sunken, and my neck turned around and almost fell off.

However, the mummy continued to pounce on Zhang Yuan as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Yuan punched him, and his heart was still extremely shocked.

This is definitely the first time I have encountered such a scene in my previous life.

He even didn't know what kind of power he had just hit!

His mind is still blank and his thinking is numb!

He is at a loss now!

Seeing the mummy pounce on him again, his thin claws grabbed his neck directly, Zhang Yuan's body actually made an instinctive move again, as if there was an invisible force in his body, allowing him to react to avoid danger.

Short body!

Punch!

Bang!

Another strong punch!

The power of the five cows exploded, which directly caused the shriveled body of the mummy to fly backwards on the spot, the abdomen was directly penetrated, the spine was broken, and it hit the distance.

He struggled hard on the ground and wanted to stand up again, but his spine broke and he couldn't stand up at all, so he could only crawl back and forth on the ground.

Zhang Yuan was gasping heavily. At this time, his mind finally recovered a little calmer. Looking at the terrible effect caused by his punch, he was shocked.

"Grandma's, it's not Resident Evil."

Zhang Yuan's face changed.

He looked around and suddenly saw a firewood-slicing axe in the corner, picking it up, rushing towards the mummy, and then slashing hard.

This time he had a lot of energy and finally felt the changes brought to him by the Nine Yang Divine Art.

He felt like a heat flowing in his body, which made his passion stronger and his fear dissipated a lot again, and he felt like he was whistling to the sky.

Bang!

He smashed the mummy hard on the back with an axe.

The power is fierce and the voice is low!

The power of the five cows exploded, and the mummy smashed the entire back into mud.

“Hehehehe```”

The mummy didn't die, but a terrible smile broke at him.

Zhang Yuan's scalp numb again, and he shouted angrily, and was about to slash his head.

But at this moment!

brush!

Suddenly, a dark red shadow rushed out of the mummy and rushed directly to Zhang Yuan.

In an instant, Zhang Yuan felt an endless smell of blood coming, like a sea of ​​blood rushing towards him, cold and fishy, ​​making him cough and almost unable to breathe.

He felt like he was drowning suddenly, his hands fluttering and his limbs were cold.

The dark red shadow watched as he penetrated into his body, Zhang Yuan roared angrily, and the Nine Yang Divine Art exploded.

Bang!

The heat flow in his body moved to the extreme, making the blood seem to be burning for it.

ah!

As soon as the dark red shadow approached, it suddenly screamed and flew backwards, then showed a look of horror, and suddenly turned into a black light and disappeared instantly.

Zhang Yuan's face was also extremely pale, and he staggered, feeling as if he was exhausted. Suddenly, his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground.

In a daze, the Black Hawk Castle disciples screamed in his ears, and he knew nothing about it.

Three days in a flash.

Zhang Yuan finally woke up, extremely weak. He opened his eyes and felt his whole head hurt and his head was broken again, and his whole body was cold, as if he was in an endless ice cellar.

His lips turned purple, his face turned pale like paper, and his whole body was swaying violently.

"It's cold, I'm so cold."

Zhang Yuan's voice trembled and he wrapped the quilt tightly.

"Ah, you're finally awake."

Suddenly, a surprised voice sounded. A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl came in with a medicine bowl. After seeing Zhang Yuan wake up, she put the medicine bowl down, rushed out in a hurry, shouting: "Prince Wang, I'm awake!"

The chaotic footsteps sounded, and a group of figures rushed over quickly.

The leaders of Black Eagle Fortress are the master of Long Tianbiao and the great guardian king Lie.

In addition to them, there are six or seven old men, all elders of Blackhawk Castle.

The upper level gathers!

"May I have your name?"

Long Tianbiao looked at Zhang Yuan and asked in a low voice.

Three days ago, all the serious disciples died and turned into mummies.

Only Zhang Yuan is left!

Moreover, since that day, the terrible enemy has never appeared again. In addition, they found Chen Fang's body that was smashed on the ground, which is a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

They were extremely suspicious that a master suddenly appeared and repelled their enemy.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan, the only living mouth, finally woke up, and they must ask clearly about the situation.

"Leng, I'm so cold."

Zhang Yuan kept trembling and shivering.

Even if there is the Nine Yang Divine Art, it is useless. He feels like he is soaking in endless ice water now.

"Give him the ginseng soup quickly."

Long Tianbiao said in a deep voice.

The little maid hurriedly carried the medicine bowl that had just been boiled and walked towards Zhang Yuan, feeding it to his mouth with spoonfuls.

After putting the mouthful of ginseng soup, Zhang Yuan felt a little warm in his mouth.

He hurriedly grabbed the medicine bowl and drank it into his mouth.

Gurgle!

It seemed like he was drinking cold and boiling, and soon he finished a bowl of medicine.

The situation improved a little. His lips were no longer purple, but his face was still pale and his body was still trembling.

"May I have your name?"

Wang Lie asked.

"Zhang Yuan."
To be continued...