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Just thinking of Song Wansan's vigilance and vigilance, he stopped this thought again.
As a last resort, he didn't want to expose his medical skills.
"Whoosh whoosh—"
After doing this, Ye Fan carried the wheelchair to a corner at the end of the corridor.
"boom--"
Before Ye Fan could catch his breath, the wall in the distance suddenly exploded again, sending a lot of sand flying.
A burst of intense gunfire followed:
"Da da da!"
Chapter 814 The Land of the Secret Realm, the Mysterious Cemetery
The bullets poured down and hit Ye Fan's feet, causing the dust to fly and murderous intent.
Obviously, Helian Jingzhi and Chen Yuanyuan had charged to the other side of the tomb.
Ye Fan frowned slightly, twisted the wheelchair to avoid the bullet, and then picked up the firearm on the ground.
There are a few anti-aircraft machine guns here, which are extremely powerful. If they are shot down with one shuttle, the entire cemetery may collapse.
It's a pity that this is the mausoleum of the Qin State, and no matter how powerful the machine gun is, it can only deal with ordinary people.
Fortunately, Ye Fan was prepared, so he didn't need to worry about being knocked down by random guns.
He grabbed a short gun and quickly sprinted into the tunnel with a cat waist.
"Whoosh!"
It didn't take long for Ye Fan to run away, only to hear a sharp sound, and a bullet grazed his body and missed.
Ye Fan's cheek hurt, and blood seeped out.
He felt a little pain, knowing that the bullet was very dangerous, so he rushed towards the end even faster.
He did not forget to pull the trigger in the distance.
Amidst the sound of rattling, the bullets extinguished the flames on both sides of the tomb passage.
Only one oil lamp was left burning.
Ye Fan ran wildly all the way, and soon, he rushed out of the tomb passage and reached the middle of a pile of withered grass at the end.
He took advantage of the opportunity and jumped into the grass to hide.
Then, Ye Fan took out his mobile phone to make a call, but it was turned off.
He smiled bitterly: "Damn, there is no signal here."
He took out Wei Gong's mobile phone to check, but there was still no trace.
Ye Fan sighed: "It seems that something really happened, but should I go to Mr. Song and the others?"
"It's important to save people."
Ye Fan thought for a while, gritted his teeth and decided to go to Song Wansan and the others.
"Ugh-"
Just when Ye Fan was about to move, he suddenly felt his right arm tremble violently, and then his whole arm was paralyzed.
Then, Ye Fan felt his right arm sink, and his whole body fell down.
A chill spread from his arms.
Ye Fan subconsciously shouted: "Ah——"
With a scream, Ye Fan fell straight into the muddy water.
He felt his left leg go limp, and he swayed twice before passing out.
When Ye Fan woke up again, it was just after nine o'clock at night, and there was light rain in the sky.
"Where is this? Why am I lying here?"
Ye Fan struggled to sit up and looked around, his face changed slightly.
Because he found himself in an old castle, surrounded by all kinds of sacrificial objects and candles.
What shocked Ye Fan the most was that he was lying on the carpet of the old castle.
The stall was spacious and covered with a red wool carpet, but it was empty.
Ye Fan tried his best to stand up and look around, trying to find Song Wansan and the others.
In the end, I just saw a lifelike statue standing in the middle of the castle.
The statue is dressed in a Tang suit, kind and gentle, with a resolute but soft face. It is Song Wansan.
Ye Fan was taken aback, and instinctively shouted: "Old Song?"
"Whoosh-"
Before Ye Fan could react, the statue suddenly opened its eyes.
His eyes are bright and his spirit is radiant.
Then, he blew violently!
Whoohoo!
A cloud of black smoke suddenly rose, turned into a cloud of ghosts, and went straight to Ye Fan's head!
"not good!"
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, secretly calling himself fooled, he turned around and was about to flee.
It's just too late!
"boom!"
The cloud of black smoke exploded in front of Ye Fan, engulfing Ye Fan instantly, with an unpleasant smell.
"what--"
Ye Fan couldn't help closing his eyes and screaming, feeling severe pain all over his body, and dizzy in his mind.
Then, he smelled the stench of corpses and a rotten smell.
He subconsciously opened his eyes, and in his field of vision, zombies emerged from the corners, their eyes were dull, but filled with dead silence.
They approached Ye Fan step by step.
"What the hell is going on here?"
Ye Fan couldn't stop shouting: "Who are you?"
He never expected that he would meet the corpse demon.
"quack!"
The corpse demon didn't speak, just screamed a few words, then raised its claws and slashed at Ye Fan fiercely!
"Beasts!"
With a roar, Ye Fan clenched his samurai sword and blocked it!
"boom!"
The corpse demon slashed at Ye Fan's knife.
With a muffled sound, Ye Fan's mouth went numb, almost flying his weapon out of his hand, and he even took seven or eight steps back.
"Damn!"
"This corpse demon is so powerful!"
Ye Fan couldn't stop scolding in his heart.
At the same time, he scanned the castle, hoping to find an exit.
Although these zombies seem to be quite scary, Ye Fan believes that he can still fight.
"call--"
Before Ye Fan could find a way out, a gust of wind passed by, and the corpse demon rushed towards Ye Fan again.
He was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of Ye Fan in the blink of an eye, and punched him down.
"Whoosh-"
Ye Fan brandished a samurai sword to resist, but was swept away by the opponent's claw.
He rolled for a few meters before stopping.
The corpse demon's attack did not slow down in the slightest, and continued to cull Ye Fan with a straight body.
Ye Fan gritted his teeth and got up, brandishing his saber to fight, the clanging and clanging sounds were endless.
When Ye Fan slashed at the corpse demon, it only sputtered a string of sparks, which couldn't hurt it at all.
And every time the corpse demon attacks, Ye Fan's body will be damaged a little, especially the abdomen, which has five deep blood marks.
"Bang bang bang!"
After fighting for more than 20 moves, Ye Fan was kicked to the ground again by the corpse demon.
His chest heaved violently and he was dripping with sweat.
At this time, the corpse demon had already rushed over, opening its ferocious mouth to bite Ye Fan's neck.
"Whoosh-"
Ye Fan was furious, stretched out his left hand, pulled out the Yuchang Sword, and swiped his backhand.
A sharp sword light instantly bloomed.
The Fish Intestine Sword sliced through the Corpse Demon's throat.
Taking advantage of its stagnation, Ye Fan quickly backed away.
"Crack!"
But just as he stepped back, the Corpse Demon's throat slit again, spewing out a large amount of white foam.
The corpse demon resumed its action, roared at Ye Fan again, and then threw its huge body at Ye Fan again.
Ye Fan's face changed drastically, and he retreated again, while waving the Yuchang Sword to stop him.
"prick!"
Ye Fan swung his sword with all his might.
"when--"
This time, a sword slashed the corpse demon's shoulder.
A canopy of flesh and blood spattered out.
It's just that the Fish Intestine Sword didn't cause fatal damage to the opponent, only leaving a shallow wound.
"Snapped--"
The corpse demon didn't stop either, taking advantage of Ye Fan's old strength exhausted and his new strength not born, it slapped Ye Fan's chest again.
Amidst a loud noise, Ye Fan spit out a mouthful of hot blood, staggered and hit the pillar.
This guy's defense is too perverted.
At this moment, the corpse demon flashed away again, pointing at Ye Fan's throat.
Ye Fan's face changed drastically, and he bit his tongue to keep the pain awake.
Then, he stood up like a carp, reached out with his left hand, and grabbed the corpse demon's neck.
Ye Fan wanted to crush his throat so that it would not attack and kill Song Wansan again.
It's just that he was still half a beat slow.
"Whoosh-"
The corpse demon slapped Ye Fan's wrist off with one claw, and then opened his mouth to bite Ye Fan's neck.