The Royal Corpse let out a strange cry and jumped back. A wisp of green smoke was still floating on its sharp claws.
The power of the golden sword nurtured by magic power was extraordinary.
Qin Feng looked at the royal corpse, his eyes as cold as ice. He used the Seven Star Steps and charged at the royal corpse, swinging his sword.
The man and the corpse fought to a draw in a short period of time.
Qin Feng did a side somersault and dodged the sharp claws of the royal corpse. He took out a few Heavenly Thunder Talismans and chanted a spell, slapping them at the royal corpse.
A blue light flashed, and after an explosion, bolts of lightning spread out from the body of the corpse. The corpse let out a miserable cry, and green smoke rose from its body.
North, South, East, West, and North came over with ropes and tied up the royal corpse together. They secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
It was obvious that they had overestimated the power of the corpse ropes and underestimated the ability of the Royal Corpse. The Royal Corpse roared, and a powerful Corpse Qi burst out from his body. The corpse ropes were immediately cut into several pieces, and the North, South, East, and West were also sent flying by the huge force. The huge rebound force directly knocked them unconscious.
The Royal Corpse roared and suddenly rushed towards the tent.
Although the Royal Corpse's intelligence was not high, he roughly knew that Qin Feng and Qin Yong were not easy to deal with. He was now seriously injured and needed to drink blood. There was the blood of his loved ones in the tent. After drinking the blood of his loved ones, his injuries would recover very quickly and he would become even stronger.
"Quickly dodge!"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane staggered to his feet and shouted nervously.
When the guards around Little Brother saw the Royal Corpse running over, they were shocked and pulled out their weapons to attack the Royal Corpse.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
When the weapons landed on the body of the Royal Corpse, it was as if they were looking at an iron wall. One of the guards immediately became food for the Royal Corpse.
Qin Yong jumped a few times and rushed into the tent. He grabbed the royal corpse and threw it out.
"Brother Seventy-One, run!"
Steward Wu was scared half to death. He tightly protected the little brother and prepared to run.
At this time, Qin Feng suddenly jumped into the air, his body spinning rapidly in the air, holding the golden sword and rushing over, blocking in front of the little brother. He didn't just want to save people. Qin Feng and Taoist Master Qian He knew in their hearts that once the Royal Corpse sucked the blood of the little brother, it would be even more difficult to deal with.
Qin Feng put the golden sword into his backpack and took out the Eight Trigrams Mirror. He raised his right hand and bit his index finger. He quickly drew a talisman on the Eight Trigrams Mirror and pressed it on the Imperial Family's face.
"Roar!"
The Eight Trigrams Mirror burst out with a golden light, and green smoke came out of the face of the Royal Corpse. It let out a shrill cry and jumped out of the tent. It grabbed a Qing soldier and jumped into the forest at the side. Soon, it disappeared in front of everyone.
Looking at Qin Yong's eager look, Qin Feng shook his head, made a few hand seals, and put him back into the space.
The battle was equally intense. The Royal Corpse could absorb human blood to recover, but Qin Yong could not. He could only keep him and think of a way to find food for him later.
"Sigh! He actually let that bastard escape!"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane was filled with regret. So many people had died, but that guy had still escaped.
"Martial Uncle, let's not talk about this for now. Go and take a look at the injuries of the few senior brothers first. That guard was bitten just now. I'll go and see if there's any way to save him.”
Out of the three guards, one was bitten, one was scratched, and only one survived.
At this moment, Little Brother and Steward Wu were completely scared silly.
Taoist Master Qian He nodded and ran to the north, south, east, and west to help them up. Fortunately, they were only injured by the royal corpse and fainted.
Qin Feng walked to the side of the guard who was bitten and helped him up. He found that although he had been bitten by the royal corpse and fainted, he could still be saved. He quickly took out glutinous rice and applied it on his neck to help him clean up the corpse poison.
Seeing the surviving guard standing there like a wooden stake, Qin Feng shouted angrily,"Why aren't you coming over to help? Do you want to see your companion turn into a zombie?”
"Oh, oh!"
The guard responded and quickly walked to Qin Feng's side. He imitated Qin Feng and grabbed Glutinous Rice to clean the corpse poison for his companion.
"Ah!"
The guard who fainted did not feel anything, but the other one was not so lucky. Glutinous Rice had just touched his wound when a heart-wrenching sound came from his mouth.
"Shut up if you don't want to die!" Qin Feng glared at him.”
When the guard saw Qin Feng's unfriendly gaze, he bit his lips and did not dare to shout anymore.
Taoist Master Qian He checked the wounds on the four directions and looked at the corpses of the Qing soldiers who were charred by lightning. He felt very upset.
"Lil Feng, the zombie has escaped. What should we do?”
At this moment, Taoist Master Thousand Crane's mind was in a mess and he couldn't make up his mind.
Qin Feng frowned slightly and looked around.""It's too dark, so it's not convenient for us to go and find him. Martial Uncle, the poison in your bodies hasn't been cleared yet, and your Senior Brothers are injured. Why don't you and your Senior Brothers bring Little Brother and the wounded back to Martial Uncle Four-Eyed, and I'll take care of them.”
"This…"
Taoist Master Thousand Crane looked at Qin Feng with a complicated expression and hesitated.
"Martial Uncle, that zombie's injuries are very serious. Even if it drank human blood, it wouldn't recover so quickly. It definitely won't come looking for trouble tonight.”
Qin Feng had some confidence in this. The injuries of the royal corpse would not recover in a short period of time, so he did not have to worry about him returning tonight.
As Qin Feng spoke, he raised his head to look at the little brother and Steward Wu. The two of them saw Qin Feng's gaze and hurriedly nodded. They had survived a calamity, so how could they dare to have any other opinions?
Taoist Master Thousand Crane shouted. The uninjured guard carried his heavily injured companion, Steward Wu carried the little brother, and with a few surviving Qing soldiers and their belongings in the tent, they slowly walked towards the place where Taoist Master Four Eyes lived.
Qin Feng sighed, moved the corpses of the Qing soldiers together, and burned them with the Fire Talisman.
After doing all this, Qin Feng looked at the golden coffins scattered all over the place. He remembered what Daoist Priest Four-Eyed had said in the morning. Qin Feng's eyes flashed slightly. He picked up the axe that the guard had dropped, raised it, and chopped at the coffin lid.
"A coffin made of pure gold? Martial Uncle Four-Eyed, you're really thinking too much!"
With a swing of the axe, Qin Feng understood that the golden coffin was really not made of pure gold.
Qin Feng was not disappointed. This golden coffin was made of bronze just as he had thought. The inside and outside of the coffin were plated with a thick layer of gold. After removing the gold powder from the coffin, he would break it into pieces and sell it. It would probably be enough for an ordinary family to eat for several lifetimes.
Thinking of this, Qin Feng was in a good mood. He excitedly put away the scattered coffins and axes into his space. When he had time, he would break them and find an opportunity to sell them.
After Qin Feng finished cleaning up the mess, he went after Taoist Master Thousand Crane and the others.
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