Old Master Ren walked towards Qiu Sheng. Ninth Uncle used the Evil-slaying Sword Technique. He held the mahogany sword vertically in front of him and sharpened it with his sword fingers. He held the hilt with his right hand and pressed the sword head with his left hand. He took a step forward and arched his legs. He stabbed the zombie's back with the help of the waves.
The mahogany sword was shining with spiritual light, much brighter than Qiu Sheng's sword. With a pu sound, it pierced half an inch into the zombie's back. Then, the sword bent and could not pierce in.
Great-grandfather Ren grabbed the mahogany sword from behind and broke it in half. He then pounced at Qiu Sheng with perseverance.
Seeing this, Ninth Uncle used his back to press down on his knees. Great-grandfather Ren bent his legs and quickly straightened them. Ninth Uncle was directly shaken three meters away, breaking the wooden handrail and falling downstairs.
" Ha…" Great-grandfather Ren breathed heavily. He leaped three meters and grabbed Qiu Sheng's neck with both hands.
Qiu Sheng saw that he couldn't dodge, so he used his hands to block the zombie's hands. The zombie waved his hand, and a huge force that couldn't be resisted came at him. He couldn't help but rise into the air and fly out of the second floor.
"Spirit Cat Somersault!" Qiu Sheng used one of the tanuki movement techniques in midair to adjust his balance and landed safely.
"Ha!" Great-grandfather Ren let out a loud yawn, leaned forward, and flew down from upstairs.
"You guys go out first!" Qiu Sheng said to Wen Cai, Ah Wei, and Ren Tingting, who were standing behind the door helplessly.
Perhaps when they opened the door, Martial Uncle Four-Eyed might already be outside, but he might be a strong reinforcement.
As Qiu Sheng spoke, he took out a handful of glutinous rice from his pocket and held it in his palm. He placed his hands in front of him and leaned forward slightly. He walked slowly toward the aggressive Old Master Ren with small steps that matched the Eight Trigrams Palm.
He walked slowly, hoping that the encounter would be delayed by ten days to half a month. However, Great-Grandfather Ren was very anxious and arrived in front of him in two steps.
Qiu Sheng did not back down. He threw the glutinous rice in his palm at Great-Grandfather Ren's eyes, rolled to the side of the sword rack, pulled out two fine steel swords, and crossed them in front of him to protect himself.
This was not cowardice. It was just that this zombie's body was as stiff as iron and did not know the pain of being hit. Only a fool would fight him barehanded.
"Hah!" At this moment, Ninth Uncle, who had rolled down from upstairs, had already taken out a Guan Dao and swung it at the head of Old Master Ren, who was pouncing on Qiu Sheng.
"Clang!" The blade hit the top of Old Master Ren's head with a loud bang. The blade trembled violently, but it only cut off a few strands of hair and left a mark on his scalp.
This should be a little painful. After shaking his head, Great-grandfather Ren abandoned Qiusheng and shifted his hatred to Ninth Uncle, pouncing on him.
Qiu Sheng touched his body. Other than glutinous rice, there was also an eight-trigram mirror and an ink fountain.
He thought for a moment and threw away a sword. He took out the ink fountain and pulled out the thread. He spun the fine steel sword and wrapped twenty circles of ink fountain thread around the blade before pouncing toward Great-Grandfather Ren.
Wen Cai, Ah Wei, and Ren Tingting opened the door. There were no rows of corpses with talismans pasted on them outside. Obviously, Martial Uncle Si Mu was still on his way.
Ninth Uncle had been forced into a corner by Old Master Ren. The situation was critical, and Martial Uncle had to attack even if he had no eyes.
Qiu Sheng rushed forward with his sword wrapped in ink thread, and the sword swiped across his eyes from behind.
" Bang, bang, bang…" The ink thread touched the corpse qi and exploded.
Qiusheng pulled his hand away, and with a puff, blood splattered everywhere. Both of Great-Grandfather Ren's eyes and eye frames had been cut into several deep wounds.
" Ha…" After suffering such a heavy injury, Old Master Ren spat out a mouthful of dense Corpse Qi. He swung his arm and threw Ninth Uncle more than ten feet away. Then, he turned around and attacked Qiu Sheng.
Holding his breath, the civet cat rolled back and pulled away. After that, Qiu Sheng stood still and placed his sword horizontally in front of him to observe the situation.
Old Master Ren's corpse eyes seemed to have really been blinded. Qiu Sheng held his breath and immediately stopped. Then, he pounced on Ninth Uncle.
"Master, hold your breath!" Qiu Sheng shouted.
Without Qiu Sheng's reminder, Ninth Uncle, who had witnessed Qiu Sheng cutting the zombie's eye with his sword, held his breath when Great-grandfather Ren pounced on him.
Ninth Uncle gestured at Qiusheng, meaning,""You stall it, I'll go get the weapons.”
Qiu Sheng nodded. He wasn't afraid of zombies who couldn't see.
After Ninth Uncle and Qiu Sheng held their breaths, Old Master Ren jumped out of the door and sensed the breaths of Wen Cai, Ah Wei, and Ren Tingting.
Qiu Sheng was not in a hurry to save her. He waited until she jumped to the door before shouting,""Zombies are blind. You'll be fine if you hold your breath!”
After Qiu Sheng finished speaking, he took a deep breath.
Wen Cai and the other two must have heard his words and stopped breathing. Old Master Ren turned around and pounced on Qiu Sheng again.
Qiu Sheng, however, was unhurried. He picked up a jar of wine and threw it at Great-grandfather Ren's head, trying to set a zombie on fire like in the movies.
"Bang!" The wine jar smashed into Old Master Ren's head, which was harder than iron, and immediately exploded. The wine splashed and drenched his body.
Great-grandfather Ren continued to pounce on him without realizing it. Qiu Sheng held his breath and walked to the candlestick, breathing heavily.
Great-grandfather Ren was immediately led to the candlestick. Qiu Sheng held his breath and rolled to the rope that hung the candlestick. He swung his sword and slashed.
"Swoosh!" With a flash of cold light, the hemp rope that was as thick as an arm was easily cut off. The pure iron candlestick that was heavier than Martial Uncle Four-Eyed fell from a height of more than four meters.
" Clang…" The candlestick weighing more than a hundred pounds, coupled with the momentum of the fall, smashed the powerful Old Master Ren down for the first time.
The candle on the candlestick had long been extinguished by the rapidly falling and flowing airflow. But it didn't matter. Qiu Sheng waved his hand and a Fire Talisman appeared in his palm. After he released his magical fire, he threw it at Old Master Ren.
" Phew…" The old wine on Old Master Ren's body ignited when it came into contact with the fire. The candles melted when they came into contact with the fire. The wax oil burned fiercely. Old Master Ren instantly turned into a burning corpse!
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