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inside the church.

Lin Jiuying looked at the shadow corpse transformed by the ancestors of the Deng clan, no, evil corpse.

His brows furrowed, his expression solemn.

However, at this moment, a hoarse voice sounded.

"I didn't want to cause trouble at first, but since you sent it to your door to find death, that's just right..."

In the shadow of the church, Narcissus slowly walked out. He looked at Lin Jiuying and the three who appeared in the church with a gloomy expression, as if he was looking at dead people.

"Just use your blood to prove the power of this revived corpse."

Aiming the peach wood sword in his hand at Narcissus, Lin Jiuying was very careful.

From the other party's body, Lin Jiuying felt a rancid and cold evil aura, which was exactly the same as the smell emanating from the body of the evil corpse.

There is no doubt that the black man in front of him was the one who refined the shadow corpse into the evil appearance it is today.

But, holding the peach wood sword, I heard the words of the black people.

Lin Jiuying's dignified face showed a bit of embarrassment.

With his lips still, he asked the apprentice beside him in a low voice.

"Ahao, what is this guy talking about?"

"I don't know, Master."

Facing the master's question, Ah Hao's face was also dazed. He raised his head and glanced at Narcissus, who had a gloomy expression in front of him, and then replied.

"However, this guy is hiding in the church sneakily, and stealthily robs other people's ancestors to refine evil things. At first glance, he is not a good person, and he should not say anything good."

"Makes sense."

Hearing his apprentice Ah Hao's analysis, Lin Jiuying nodded in agreement.

"Master Lin, this black man seems to be a voodoo sect, that is, a voodoo wizard. I heard him call the ancestors of our Deng clan a corpse!"

Just when the two masters and apprentices were guessing the meaning of Narcissus' words.

Assen, who was hiding aside, couldn't help speaking and translated a few sentences.

"And, he also said, let the ancestors kill us all."

"Look, Master, I'm not wrong, this guy really didn't have any good intentions."

Hearing Asen's explanation, Ahao immediately opened his mouth and asked for credit.

"If you usually study hard and know a foreign language, we don't have to wait for someone to translate to know the meaning of the other person's words."

Looking at the smug apprentice in front of him, Lin Jiuying poured cold water without hesitation.

"Master, it's the same with you, you don't understand English."

"Although my teacher doesn't understand English, I can at least speak a foreign language."

"What foreign language?"

"Nonsense."

Hiding in the corner, Asen opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't tell Lin Jiuying and his apprentice that Narcissus didn't speak English, but French.

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"When death is imminent, you guys are still in the mood to chat!"

Inside the church, look at the people talking.

Narcissus let out a cold snort, and the expression on his face became a bit more gloomy. He took out a voodoo doll from his arms and pointed it in the direction of the evil corpse, chanting a spell.

Roar!

Following the spell in Narcissus' mouth, the evil corpse raised his hand and moved his sharp fingernails, turned his head to aim at Lin Jiuying's position, opened his mouth and roared, and then his legs were slightly bent and he suddenly jumped into the air.

"Master, it's here again."

Looking at the corpse that rushed over, Ah Hao hurriedly reminded Lin Jiuying in front of him.

Such a big evil corpse jumped into the air, and he could see clearly without Ahao reminding Lin Jiuying. He pulled the apprentice behind him and stepped back a few steps to avoid the flying corpse. Lin Jiuying turned his head and glanced at the corner holding the The voodoo doll controlled Narcissus who was attacking the evil corpse frantically, frowned, and then said to the apprentice behind him.

"Ahao, kill the chicken."

While speaking, Lin Jiuying raised the peach wood sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and charged towards the evil corpse.

"Understood, Master."

Seeing that the master was holding the evil corpse in front of him to restrain his attention, this time Ahao didn't hold back any more, and ran to the position of Asen, grabbing the big **** on the ground and twisting his neck directly.

"Master, rooster!"

Holding the lost rooster in his hand, Ah Hao saw the opportunity and immediately threw it in Lin Jiuying's direction.

Holding a peach wood sword, fighting with the evil corpse.

The fact that the evil corpse is not afraid of the talisman paper is undoubtedly a great obstacle to Lin Jiuying's exorcism.

He can only rely on the peach wood sword in his hand and his strong fists and feet to fight the evil corpse.

However, no matter how powerful an ordinary person is, how can they defeat the tireless evil corpse? After a fight, even Lin Jiuying, a cultivator, couldn't help but feel a little tired.

Taking a few steps back, dodging the evil corpse's sharp claws, Lin Jiuying heard the cry of his apprentice.

Glancing at the ferocious corpse in front of him, he suddenly raised his leg and used the church wall behind him to exert force. He showed the Harrier to turn over the corpse and grabbed the flying **** while raising his hand.

Holding the rooster in his hand, he landed firmly behind the evil corpse.

Lin Jiuying took a breath, then raised the peach wood sword in his hand and cut open the neck of the rooster.

A smear of bright red chicken blood dripped onto the ground along the peach wood sword, Lin Jiuying raised his hand and wiped the chicken blood over the sword, while muttering words.

"Xuanguang guides, UU reading www.uukanshu.com regardless of distance, there is a magic symbol, leaving the house without a trace, rushing like a decree!"

In conjunction with the law, Lin Jiuying raised the peach wood sword in his hand, the surface of the sword flashed a red light, and aimed at the evil corpse in front of him and stabbed it hard.

Puff, puff—

This time, Lin Jiuying's counterattack did not fail.

Under the blessing of chicken blood, the peach wood sword in his hand pierced the evil corpse in front of him without hindrance.

And the evil corpse hit by the peach wood sword was also like an electric shock, making a painful roar, and a large amount of dark blood flowed out from the wound pierced by the peach wood sword, and the chicken blood on the peach wood sword in Lin Jiuying's hand On contact, it produces a pungent rancid odor.

"Master Lin, if you do this, will you ruin my ancestors?"

Seeing the evil corpse pierced by Lin Jiuying's sword, Asen, who was hiding aside, couldn't help but speak, he still wanted to bring his ancestors back to Hong Kong Island.

If the corpse is rotten, he will hand it over to the Tang clan elders on Hong Kong Island.

"If you don't do this, don't say it's your ancestor, even the few of us can't keep it."

Hearing Asen's shout, Ah Hao couldn't help saying.

"What, my revived corpse!"

Inside the church, look at the evil corpse injured by Lin Jiuying.

Narcissus' gloomy face couldn't help showing an expression similar to that of Assen.

He didn't expect that this strangely dressed guy in front of him actually had the ability to hurt his own corpse.

Watching Lin Jiuying draw out the peach wood sword, smear chicken blood to fight and chase after victory.

Narcissus hurriedly turned the voodoo doll in his hand and chanted the curse at him.

"I want you to fall into a smoking pot, I want a black snake to bite your heels, be stung by a wasp when you kneel, and be fed by bed bugs at night, everything is wrong, nothing is right..."