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Zhao Yushu swallowed his saliva and felt his hands and feet going numb. He subconsciously took a step back, which was unusual for him.

Even if the charnel ground we knew in the previous life was a relatively upright belief, it may not be the case in this life. Even if people there are very upright and the academy is also quite upright, have you ever seen the disciples of the academy show mercy when they chop people down?

Compared with the big man in front of him, the two faces of Joyful Bodhisattva suddenly looked much more handsome.

"You say, she's easier to deal with than that two-faced person?"

Yang He moved sideways to let Zhao Yushu out.

"After all, haha, I really have no way to deal with that hermaphrodite, but at least you destroyed his clone easily."

"It turns out that you two destroyed my Dharma body. You are young heroes, you are extraordinary. However, you killed my people and destroyed my formation. This cannot be resolved peacefully."

“We never thought about being kind.”

Zhao Yushu stiffened his neck and said, "Today we are going to take Ganbu's head back. If we can't take it, yours will do."

"it is good."

The Lord of the Cemetery said "OK", then put his hand on his head, took off the head and handed it forward.

"Take it."

Zhao Yushu and Yang He took a step back at the same time. Damn it, do you have to make such a big deal? The fight hasn’t even started yet and you’re about to scare your friend to death.

"Are you afraid?"

The Lord of the Cemetery put the head back in place.

"Whether you are a mortal or a monk, a cow or a sheep, a chicken or a pig, a prince, or you or me, all living things will die. At most, in a hundred years, they will be nothing but dry bones. Why are you afraid of what you will look like after you die?"

Zhao Yushu forced a smile: "Maybe it's because I can't take my head off after I die."

Zhao Yushu thought he had told a joke, but the Lord of the Cemetery actually looked so serious, although it was a bit funny for a skeleton to look so serious.

"Want to learn?"

"In no mood!"

Lao Zhao refused cleanly.

"What a pity. The two of you should stay."

Zhao Yushu only felt that the wind was a bit cold. To him, who was no longer afraid of cold or heat, this cold wind was really too unusual.

Cold wind.

Zhao Yushu turned his head and found that the surrounding tents suddenly looked a little old. The ground was overgrown with weeds, and even a rusty gun tip was exposed. It didn't look like a newly established camp at all, as if it had been abandoned for decades.

A skeletal arm emerged from the ground.

"Old Yang, burn him!"

On that day outside Songzhou City, Joyful Bodhisattva used his scriptures to conjure up a dharma body of the Lord of the Cemetery, and almost dragged Zhao Yushu into hell. Fortunately, Lao Yang arrived in time.

Yang He didn't waste any words. A wave of fire rushed over with a roar, covering the increasing number of dry bones on the ground and rushing straight towards the motionless Lord of the Cemetery.

However, what shocked both of them was that not only was the interior of the main hall of the cemetery intact, but even the dry bones on the ground did not show any changes.

"how come?"

Zhao Yushu clearly remembered that those dry bones, including the Dharma body, had no resistance at all in the flames.

"Don't you think that Lieyan is my nemesis? The Great Joy Bodhisattva only has my form, but not my spirit. You have destroyed an incarnation with a form but no spirit, and you think you can rely on it to find me. Alas, I think too highly of you."

Even though they didn't say it, the two young men thought they were rare geniuses in the world and their faces suddenly turned red.

"Add more fire, maybe she's just a little more resistant to fire."

Zhao Yushu jumped forward: "Let me add some firewood for you!"

Zhao Yushu pointed the cold iron sword forward and found that the Lord of the Cemetery was very conceited. She did not dodge at all and took in all the fire from Yang He. So would she dare to take his sword?

However, Zhao Yushu was careful and did not attack the opponent's vital points right away. The opponent's counterattack was so powerful that he killed himself accidentally.

As expected, the Lord of the Cemetery Forest did not dodge or evade, as if he did not see the long sword in front of him, and stood there like a living target.

She couldn't just rebound the damage, otherwise how could she protect Tubo Gampo.

Zhao Yushu swung his sword, lowered his body, and hit the opponent's knee hard with the hilt of the sword.

As expected, my left leg bent and felt pain, and my whole body fell forward uncontrollably. If I hadn't been mentally prepared, my mouth would have come into direct contact with the ground.

But the Lord of the Cemetery Forest counterattacked instead of ignoring the damage. Zhao Yushu knelt down, and she also knelt down. Then Zhao Yushu pressed the back of her head with his backhand, and used that only piece of flesh and blood, those three terrifying eyeballs, to directly confront Yang He's fire dragon.

Although he didn't know the principle, Zhao Yushu had already seen that no matter whether it was the incarnation that was easily defeated or the original body that was not afraid of fire, Yang He's fire seemed to not be harmed.

Can only reflect single attack?

Zhao Yushu tried his best to hide his body behind the Lord of the Cemetery, with one hand pressing tightly on the back of the other's smooth skull, trying his best to endure the burning of Yang He's red lotus fire.

Why can't there be a one-click feature to turn off friendly fire?

The fire dragon gradually disappeared, and Zhao Yushu's right hand was already red. If it weren't for the mountain god who was constantly repairing it, his hand would have been burned to pieces. The white corpse of the Lord of the Cemetery Forest that his hand was pressing on also turned slightly gray. Not knowing if it was working, Zhao Yushu let go of his hand and took a few steps back to prevent any changes.

Then Zhao Yushu looked at Yang He and his heart sank.

White smoke was coming out of Yang He's head, and the half of his face that was exposed outside the veil was as red as his hand, and his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshot.

The enhanced fire attack was effective, but Yang He also suffered backlash.

It turns out that it is not only effective for single-target attacks, but it will rebound only after real damage is done to her. If it is far below her tolerance, she will not bother to pay attention to you, commonly known as not breaking her defense. Or if it is far above her tolerance limit, it will not rebound either, such as the previous incarnation.

This is a skill whose activation is actively controlled by the Lord of the Cemetery, but is passively effective!

Zhao Yushu had played enough games in his previous life, and he quickly summed up the characteristics of the skills, and then the hope in his heart became increasingly slim.

That is to say, unless she could deliver a fatal blow, given her immortal-like ability to withstand damage, the two of them would simply be exhausted to death by their own attacks.

Zhao Yushu subconsciously held Madam Xu in Avalon.

Only Madam Xu could kill with one blow, but when she dealt with the incarnation, she did not kill the other party and got hurt instead. Why?

If I can't find the reason, and Mrs. Xu takes action, I will definitely be the one who dies.

"Did you guys have enough fun?"

The Lord of the Cemetery turned his head and looked at Zhao Yushu, his three eyes were bloodshot and red from the fire.

"If there is no other way, I will take action."

The corner of Zhao Yushu's mouth twitched, and he pulled Avalon out from his waist and blocked in front of him, with Lao Yang standing in front and behind him, with serious expressions and tense muscles.

"You use fire, so I will use fire too."

Another gust of cold wind blew by, and every withered hand that was stretched out suddenly burst into a ball of ice-blue flame with a pop.

The Western Vajra Flame Forest appears.