Chapter 155 Master Wang Ran Away

"Everyone onto the trees! Quickly!" Zhao Yan shouted.

Heeding Zhao Yan's words, they all scrambled up the trees.

"Holy shit, junior brother, get off my tree! Can this damn tree even support two people?"

The male disciple watched the trunk crack, then looked up at his senior brother, his voice trembling, "Senior brother, it's too late, the tree is splitting!"

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Ah!!!"

Two grown men were clinging to a small tree. Halfway up, with a crack, the trunk split in the middle.

A small bulge appeared on the ground, and it was moving rapidly.

"Senior brother, the Yin corpse is coming from underground, run!"

"You're on top of me, tell me, where the hell am I supposed to run?"

"Quickly move the tree off me."

"Alright, alright."

Male disciple number two stood up and lifted the tree, preparing to move it aside. He saw the bulge on the ground getting closer.

"Senior brother, I can't hold on, I have to run."

With that, he immediately let go of the tree trunk.

The tree, lifted mid-air, rapidly fell. It landed squarely on male disciple number one's crotch. With a yelp, male disciple number one's legs shot straight out.

"Liu Zi! I'll fuck your mother!"

Seeing a pale hand reaching for his neck, male disciple number one's anus clenched in terror. Just as he thought he was finished, a peach wood sword suddenly flew over and pierced the back of the female corpse's hand.

This peach wood sword directly pierced through the back of the female corpse's hand.

It nailed the female corpse's hand firmly to the ground.

The female corpse's hand twitched incessantly, like a live fish exposed to the scorching sun.

Zhao Yan took out a talisman and threw it down quickly.

The talisman landed on the back of the female corpse's hand, and with a hum, it ignited into a ball of flame.

The female corpse's other hand suddenly shot out and grabbed Zhao Yan's ankle.

A force transmitted from the female corpse's hand. The ground was extremely soft, and Zhao Yan's left leg was pulled down, forcing her right leg into a split.

Zhao Yan let out a cold snort and pulled out the peach wood sword.

As soon as the peach wood sword was drawn, the female corpse's hand rapidly burrowed into the ground.

Feeling where she was being held, Zhao Yan, holding the peach wood sword, fiercely stabbed it into the soil to her right.

The peach wood sword instantly sank into the mud, with only the hilt visible.

The soil to her right suddenly bulged, and the bulge grew larger and larger.

The female corpse's head emerged first, followed by her shoulders.

A peach wood sword was sticking straight out of the female corpse's shoulder.

"Ah!" The female corpse let out a miserable cry. Her hand touched the peach wood sword and was instantly scalded red by its Yang energy.

Zhao Yan pulled her left foot out of the mud, propped herself up with her hands on the ground, and kicked the female corpse's chest like a cannonball.

The female corpse had no time to react and was immediately kicked in the chest, her body flying backward.

With a bang, the female corpse flew to the base of Xu Wen's tree.

The female corpse clutched her chest in pain, glaring at Zhao Yan with hatred. She suddenly turned and looked at Xu Wen, who was tightly hugging the tree. Her eyes lit up with excitement.

Seeing the female corpse suddenly appear beneath his tree, Xu Wen was stunned.

Especially with the female corpse's excited gaze, Xu Wen almost peed himself. He forced a smile and said, "Hello, Mother!"

The female corpse grabbed the tree trunk and quickly climbed up.

Xu Wen raised his foot and kicked down fiercely.

"Bang, bang, bang."

He continuously kicked the mother's head.

The female corpse's head kept pushing upwards.

Seeing that kicking was ineffective, Xu Wen quickly grabbed a branch and climbed up the tree.

As one person and one corpse climbed to the middle section, the trunk became smaller and smaller, and soon, with a crack, it broke.

"Ah!"

Xu Wen screamed, his body falling towards the ground.

"Bang."

Xu Wen landed and his eyes widened in astonishment, "Haha, I'm fine!"

"Mr. Xu! I... I'm not fine!" Male disciple number one's eyes widened. Seeing Xu Wen lying on his chest, his vision blurred, and he completely fainted.

Just as Xu Wen was about to speak, he felt a chill down his back. Seeing the female corpse fall to the ground and quickly get up, she immediately lunged at him.

Xu Wen suddenly retracted his legs. The female corpse lunged at the spot where his legs had been. At the same time, he propped himself up with his hands and retreated backward desperately.

The female corpse leaned forward, immediately aiming for Xu Wen's chest to bite.

"Ah!" Xu Wen screamed.

The female corpse bit down, sucked some blood, and her expression stiffened. She immediately turned away.

The blood she sucked out was sprayed out.

The blood she spat out was dark and murky.

The female corpse glanced at Xu Wen with disdain, then buried her head in the ground, wanting to burrow away.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan immediately leaped over and landed steadily on the female corpse's back.

The moment the female corpse looked up, she quickly clamped her legs around the female corpse's head and fell backward stiffly.

With a bang, Zhao Yan felt a sharp pain in her back. Ignoring the pain, she quickly drew out the peach wood sword.

As soon as the peach wood sword was drawn, the female corpse cried out in pain and thrashed about, trying to break free from Zhao Yan's restraint.

Zhao Yan's heart sank. She quickly held the peach wood sword horizontally, pressing it firmly against the female corpse's throat.

"Help me hold her down!" Zhao Yan shouted.

The two workers clinging to the tree reacted, jumped down, grabbed one hand of the female corpse each, and then used their bodies to press down horizontally on the female corpse's stomach.

The female corpse continued to struggle, and the force of her struggle to break free grew stronger.

With the help of the two workers holding her down, Zhao Yan was greatly aided.

Even so, the female corpse was very strong. Especially when the two workers were almost unable to hold her down, she took out a talisman and stuck it on the female corpse's forehead.

As soon as the talisman was stuck to the female corpse's forehead, the female corpse immediately stopped moving.

However, this talisman only held for a short while before it instantly ignited.

The female corpse's reaction became even more violent than before.

Zhao Yan's heart leaped in surprise. She pressed down firmly on the female corpse's head with her right hand.

She reached into her bag with her left hand, took out three talismans, squeezed the female corpse's mouth open, and quickly stuffed them into her mouth.

As soon as the three talismans were stuffed into the female corpse's mouth, the Yang energy within the talismans erupted, causing the female corpse to cry out in pain.

Zhao Yan initially thought the sound was a cry of pain, but upon listening closely, it didn't sound like pain.

Her heart sank. She immediately understood what this female corpse was trying to do. She looked up at the sky. A bone-chilling cold wind began to blow around.

"Quickly take the ropes off Master Wang and tie them to the female corpse," Zhao Yan said sternly.

"Don't move, I'll do it." Xu Wen got up and untied the ropes from Master Wang.

As soon as the ropes were untied, Master Wang's feet began to move, and he hopped forward.

"Holy shit! It's not good, Master Zhao, Master Wang is running away!"