The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

The existence of the Death Tower must not be just for detaining prisoners, otherwise why would the East Depot make it so hidden?

And these blood corpses may be the reason why it is so mysterious.

Just when Jiang Yin felt that there was something wrong with these blood corpses, they rushed forward as if they were going crazy.

Stick shadows came from all directions with a whistling sound, and each blow was so powerful that it was enough to shatter boulders.

Jiang Yin did not take it head-on. He subconsciously took a step forward with the Lingbo Weibu and moved among the eighteen people.

Since he felt that there was something wrong with these blood corpses, he wanted to try out their power.

Compared to the previous blood corpse that still had consciousness, the eighteen blood corpses in front of them were obviously more complete and more terrifying in strength.

Jiang Yin concentrated his sword finger and pointed it out casually.

Sunflower acupuncture hand!

The powerful finger force hit a person in the air, but the person just paused slightly and then recovered as normal, without any hindrance to continue attacking.

Jiang Yin frowned slightly, not expecting that his finger strength would have no effect at all.

If the force of this finger hit a vital point on the human body, it would be enough to kill a person on the spot, but this person did not react at all, which was really strange.

"I'm afraid these people can no longer be considered human beings."

Jiang Yin said in his heart, then he gently swung his right hand, and the Samsara Sword flew out from his sleeve and was held in his hand.

The sword energy is overflowing!

The shadows make three people!

Three sword energies overflowed from the sword tip and landed on one of the bloody corpses.

Stab it!

The sharp sword fell on the bloody corpse, but what was heard was not the sound of the sword cutting flesh, but a burst of sparks.

The clothes were torn, revealing a hole.

There were only some iron filings and rotten flesh on it, which looked extremely disgusting.

"What is this?"

Even with Jiang Yin's experience, he couldn't help but feel nauseous when he saw this scene.

“Humph, you want to break through the defenses of these precious blood corpses of mine? How can it be that easy! These eighteen blood corpses were refined by me using eighteen Shaolin disciples. They are extremely powerful, and each one has the strength comparable to that of an innate master.

His physical strength and power are beyond the reach of ordinary innate masters.

Boy, no matter who you are, if you come to this Death Tower, you will die! Hahahaha!"

Seeing Jiang Yin being humiliated, Grandma Tie was overjoyed, and a smug look appeared on her face.

"Blood corpses? The East Factory really isn't doing good things here. These people's bodies don't look like normal people at all. They must have been made like this by drugs."

Jiang Yin murmured to himself, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

He really doesn't have any good feelings towards people who do this kind of thing.

The shadows of sticks are heavy!

Iron rods whizzed past Jiang Yin's ears. With his exquisite Lingbo Weibu, the attacks of these blood corpses missed one after another.

Jiang Yin swung the sword in his hand and slashed it towards the blood corpse's throat!

Stab it!

Even with the sharpness of the Samsara Sword, it only left a long cut on the blood corpse's throat, without directly beheading it.

What's even more strange is that not a single drop of blood seeped out of the wound.

Even these blood corpses are still moving freely.

This is a complete killing machine, not even a human being.

At this moment, an iron rod swept over, and Jiang Yin quickly raised his sword to block it. Ding!

The sword trembled and a huge force came.

Jiang Yin used a little force in his right hand to steady the sword. At the same time, he flashed and left the blood corpse's attack range.

Although the Samsara Sword is extremely sharp, it is bound to be at a disadvantage when facing a weapon like a stick head-on.

Only a heavy sword can fight against an iron rod.

So Jiang Yin always avoided a head-on confrontation with him.

Now that I have touched it, I have a more thorough understanding of the blood corpse's strength.

"Although it's not invulnerable, this kind of physical strength is really abnormal. And this strength..."

Jiang Yin felt a little apprehensive.

If the East Factory had a large number of these bloody corpses, I'm afraid an extremely terrifying killing team would appear.

A single blood corpse might not be able to compete with a martial arts master, but when there are a lot of these things, one can imagine how terrifying they are.

However, to refine a blood corpse of this level, it would require a lot of things.

Otherwise, the East Factory would have been invincible long ago, so what would there be to be afraid of?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yin felt a little relieved. He didn't expect that when he came to rescue Murong Xian, he would find out that there was such a secret in the East Factory.

"This kid is really slippery. Eighteen blood corpses attacked him at the same time, but they didn't even touch the corner of his clothes?"

After watching the battle for a while, Granny Tie's face turned serious.

Although it seemed that the Eighteen Blood Corpses had the upper hand, Jiang Yin remained calm throughout the whole process and did not look like he was forced into a desperate situation at all.

That feeling made her very dissatisfied.

This is her territory, how can she allow people to be so arrogant for so long?

“This kid’s martial arts skills are not weak. If we can catch him and train him into a blood corpse, he will definitely become a corpse king.

By the time……"

Thinking of this, Grandma Tie's eyes lit up, and she immediately took out a whistle and put it to her mouth.

Hum!

A clear whistle sounded, and the eighteen blood corpses seemed to have received orders at the same time and began to move.

"This is……"

When Jiang Yin was wondering, he saw that the eighteen bloody corpses were stacked in three rows.

"Eighteen Arhats Formation?" Although Jiang Yin had never seen the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats Formation, the formation in front of him reminded him of this Shaolin formation.

In fact, this is indeed the Eighteen Arhats Formation.

As the whistle sounded, the eighteen blood corpses seemed to have received a command and no longer attacked randomly like before. They also had a tacit understanding with each other.

The iron rod swept over continuously, not giving Jiang Yin any chance to breathe.

Even with the exquisiteness of Lingbo Weibu, he still felt the tremendous pressure.

"Eighteen people working together can actually be so powerful."

The magic of the formation lies in its ability to concentrate everyone's power into one point and then expand it several times.

The same principle applies to the Five Elements Formation, Tiangang Big Dipper Formation and Shaolin Eighteen Arhats Formation.

It is common to use formations to fight against the enemy and to fight across a large realm.

The strongest of the Seven Quanzhen disciples is no more than a grandmaster, and the weakest is only at the innate level. However, the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation formed by the seven people can fight against the Five Absolute Masters at the grandmaster level, which shows how outrageous the power of the formation is.

The cultivation levels of these eighteen blood corpses all surpass those of ordinary people. When combined with the Eighteen Arhats Formation, they are powerful enough to fight against the Grandmaster.

Even ordinary masters will suffer in this.

"I've observed enough, it's time to wrap up." Jiang Yin said in his heart, but he did not launch a counterattack directly. Instead, he put the Sword of Samsara back into the scabbard first.

At this time, the blood corpse was hit on the head with a stick!

Jiang Yin raised his eyes slightly and stretched out his hand to grab it.

Boom!

The powerful blow was actually caught steadily by his right hand.

"Is that all the strength you have? Didn't you eat?"

Coming from the mouth of a young man in white, these words sounded a bit strange.

Next, an even weirder scene appeared.

Jiang Yin suddenly exerted force with his right hand, pushing one end of the iron rod with his right palm and exerting force directly.

The iron rod was pushed back by him, and the blood corpse couldn't hold it at all, and then the iron rod hit him in the face!

boom!

That huge head looks like a bursting watermelon!