Even though Zhang Zhe, who had received combat training in the special training camp, was stunned. After all, she was just a medical professional, and she still had too little experience in combat.

So, Zhang Zhe, who was beginning to panic, chose to hold back while hedging the yak in the front to shoot.

‘Bang bang bang…’

The dense gunfire kept ringing, and the yaks rushing in front were hit by bullets, and the broken bones kept blowing up, but even though they were riddled with holes, the yaks made of skeletons did not tend to stop.

Under this high-intensity shooting, Zhang Zhe quickly shot out all the bullets in the pistol magazine, but the number of yaks rushing in did not decrease much.

Seeing a yak with a broken head rushing to Zhang Zhe again, when Zhang Zhe was already invulnerable, Duan Laoer suddenly jumped up from the side and sat upright on the yak made of bones.

The guy held the arc knife in his back hand, shouted loudly and slashed at the yak's neck. Then the yak's head was cut off by Duan Lao Er.

The yak that had lost his head suddenly fell to the ground like he had lost his strength, and quickly turned into a ball of white powder and drifted all over the ground.

Duan Laoer turned over and landed, grabbed a handful of white powder from the ground, frowned and said, "These yaks are all condensed through spells. It seems that we have been targeted by the masters of Tantric Buddhism!

His grandma, it would be great if Zhang San was here now. With her ability to be invincible to all ghosts, these beasts are not a big deal at all!"

Zhang Zhe took this opportunity to slow down the pistol magazine and said, "What should we do now? Do you have any countermeasures?"

Duan Laoer snorted and said disdainfully, "It's okay, big girl, don't be afraid, isn't it just Tantra? What's so great about it? When I was glorious in West Kunlun, they didn't know where to play with mud!

Let’s see how I crushed these beasts and brought them to ashes, Second Master!”

As he said that, Duan Laoer grabbed the arc knife and waved towards the original yak group facing him.

I don’t know if it was Duan Laoer who was interested in showing off in front of Zhang Zhe or if it had taken stimulants. When facing the impact of the yak herd, the guy actually dodged left and right while waving the arc knife, cutting the yaks into a ball of white foam.

Zhang Zhe was not idle either. With Duan Laoer's cooperation, she kept firing. With Duan Laoer's reminder, she tried her best to aim at the back of the yak's neck when shooting. With such a blow, a yak would break into a ball of powder.

However, although the killing efficiency was greatly improved with the cooperation of the two, the number of yaks was too large. Under this huge number of siege, the force of the pistol was very limited.

So not long after, Zhang Zhe was surrounded by the blood-red mad bulls again.

Duan Laoer’s side.

After this guy used the arc sword, he became more and more excited. When he reached the point of his excitement and wanted to glance at Zhang Zhe to see if this girl was impressed by her mighty image, he found that Zhang Zhe was already trapped in many sieges, which was very critical.

Duan Laoer didn't do anything, and he quickly rushed to Zhang Zhe's side and waved an arc knife so that it was not airtight. Wherever the blade went, a yak that surrounded Zhang Zhe would turn into powder.

Zhang Zhe was already tired of dealing with the yaks that were constantly surrounding him. Suddenly, he saw a white figure flashing in front of his eyes. He thought he had encountered something that he had never seen before, and was shocked.

But when she saw the white figure clearly, she couldn't help but feel silent, because this white "monster" was nothing else, and it was Duan Laoer who came to rescue.

Because the fight was too fierce, many yaks were labeled as powder and floated in the air. Duan Lao Er was inevitably contaminated with it. After such a series of fighting, Duan Lao Er's powder was covered with a thick layer, so it looked like a face-like person.

"Big girl! I am not powerful, Master Duan Er! I am only stronger than that boy named Lin!"

Duan Laoer cut a yak into powder with his backhand, turned his head and wiped it on his face, and showed his yellow teeth and said to Zhang Zhe with a smile.

When Zhang Zhe saw his funny appearance, he couldn't help laughing even though he was in crisis.

But without allowing Zhang Zhe to say anything, she saw two fierce yaks rushing behind Duan Laoer, so she said in surprise, "Be careful behind!"

Duan Laoer looked moved, turned around and dodged, then snatched the arc knife with his backhand and cut off the two yaks that were attacking.

After that, he frowned and said, "No, these beasts are too many, and it is not a way to continue killing like this! I think I have to borrow something from you!"

"Borrow something? What?" Zhang Zhe was a little confused by Duan Laoer for a moment.

"Borrow your blood!"

"Blood? Why do you want mine?" Zhang Zhe said in confusion.

Duan Laoer smiled a little and said, "Although my sword is sharp, it has not yet exerted its true power. If you want it to be powerful, you must borrow some of the blood of Tiankui to "surge"!"

Zhang Zhe was stunned at first when he heard this. When she realized that she suddenly turned red, she spat and said, "Can you be serious? When is it time? I still have the heart to say dirty words!"

"Hehehehe..."

When Duan Laoer saw Zhang Zhe blushing, he couldn't help but smile proudly, and then said, "Just, kidding, but you have to remember, this is the first time that I'm 'inciting' for someone else!"

As he said that, Duan Lao Er waved the arc knife and slashed his wrist. The sharp blade pulled by, leaving a red line immediately, and then blood surged out.

Seeing this, Duan Laoer quickly pressed his blade to the bleeding wound, and the outflowing one stopped learning for a while.

But if you observe carefully, you can see that the wound has not healed because of this, and the blood has not stopped flowing out, but...

The arc knife was sucking Duan Lao Er's blood!

The blood that kept gushing out of the tiny wound was directly absorbed by the blade. In just a few seconds, the blade body, which was originally exposed with cold light, turned into a strange blood-red body!

Seeing that the time was almost the same, Duan Laoer picked up the demon sword and rushed into the yak group. Then he raised the strange arc sword high and shouted, "I am a descendant of the Western Kunlun. You are the demons and ghosts, retreat and let the master come out to fight me!"
Chapter completed!