Chapter 565: Surgery?

Intermediate strength enhancement!
Intermediate physical strengthening!
Intermediate speed enhancement!
Fang Sanye spit out blood and slammed into the half-open stone gate, and he looked at Ye Hao in surprise.
"Who are you!"
Ye Hao twisted his neck and said with a chuckle: "The one who caught you."
This Fang Sanye's strength was in the late stage of power refining, but Ye Hao, whose speed, explosive power, and physical body were approaching Qi refining, was not Ye Hao's opponent!
Fang Sanye gritted his teeth and ran directly into Shimen.
"Want to run?"
Ye Hao quickly caught up, and then stepped into Shimen.
When he stepped in, the goose bumps all over his body rose up, and the anxiety in his body became even stronger.
There was another grotto in front of him. This grotto was a bit natural. Around the grotto were dozens of people standing upright, standing motionless, with their backs facing Ye Hao.
And that Fang Sanye had already ran into the mouth of the grotto at this moment.
Sitting cross-legged there was a person wearing a black robes. Four people surrounded a sarcophagus. Their faces were sickly white, and their exposed arms were bloodless.
"San Ye. What happened?" One of the four opened his eyes.
"Here is a kid who is very strong. It is estimated that in the late stage of the power training stage! I am not his opponent. Please join me to surrender him!" Fang Sanye looked at the four people in front of him.
There was obvious jealousy in his eyes and tone.
The other three also opened their eyes, and the four stared at Ye Hao, making Ye Hao feel uncomfortable all over his body.
And when the four people looked at him, Ye Hao found that the four people looked exactly the same, not only the appearance, but even the gloomy feeling in their eyes.
Quadruplets?
"What a pure Yang Qi."
"The young body, the masculine spirit, the realm of strength training, are good materials."
"This looks pretty handsome." The third person who spoke, even drooled from the corner of his mouth.
"Since this kid is here. I can't let him go."
The voices of the four people were almost exactly the same, and they couldn't tell who was who.
But the four of them talked, but they didn't move at all. Instead, they joined their hands together to make a strange hand shape, and they couldn't hear what they were talking about.
A chill enveloped Ye Hao, and he felt as if he was being stared at by dozens of people.
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Suddenly, the scene before him made Ye Hao startled.
The dozen or so people standing there with their backs to them just now all turned their heads towards Ye Hao, opened their dark eyes, without a trace of movement, their skins were all pale black, their faces were bloodless, and they looked Very weird.
What the is this?
Before Ye Hao had time to figure it out, the person closest to him waved his right fist at him.
Since the other party did it first, Ye Hao was not polite, and directly blasted out a punch, which hit the man's chest heavily.
But the man turned out to have only a sunken chest, stepped back a few steps, and then attacked Ye Hao again.
how is this possible!
But the punch he used his full strength, or after the intermediate strength was strengthened.
Even a martial artist in the power refining realm, using his body to resist, will be beaten by himself.
But this guy seems to be motionless.
Ye Hao calmly faced the approaching weirdos, punching and kicking.
But the effect is only average. These people don't seem to know the pain, but their combat effectiveness is very low.
"These are dead people!" Ye Hao finally realized something was wrong. These people who were fighting with him had no breathing, no heartbeat, and no difference from dead people.
"Don't worry. After you die, you will be the same as them, but you are in the power refining stage, and your strength after death should be stronger than them!" one of the four smiled.
Ye Hao frowned, he thought of something.
"Are you... the Necromancer in the novel!"
The four of them had good expressions on their faces, and they collapsed in an instant, as if Ye Hao's words touched their reverse scales.
"What is the Necromancer? How can these broken things in the West compare to our corpse removal technique!"
"Yes. Brother is right, don't insult us with those things!"
"Our corpse removal technique can not only preserve a part of the strength of the corpse, but also increase its physical strength by a lot!"
"These corpses were in the Body Refining Realm before they were alive. Not only do they have no pain or fear of life and death, their physical strength is even comparable to the Peak Refining Realm!"
The four people agreed with each other. If it weren't for the scene in front of them, the four of them really seemed to be talking about sketches.
"Can you four stop talking nonsense with him. Get him away quickly!" Fang Sanye urged impatiently.
Cough cough cough.
A mouthful of blood came out.
"Damn it, fighting with this kid just now caused my old wounds to recur!" Fang Sanye took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket and poured a medicine into his mouth.
Ye Hao, who was fighting the so-called corpses, happened to see this scene, his eyes fixed on the small medicine bottle in Fang Sanye's hand.
There is a pattern on that bottle!
Ye Hao didn't understand the meaning of this group's representative, but he had seen this pattern!
He talked a lot with Nightingale in Qianjiang that day. She told herself that the group of people who attacked them during their Seven Nights mission, the boss who took the lead had tattoos on their arms. This is one of the few clues she has now. .
Nightingale also showed Ye Hao the pattern.
"Where did you come from! What does the pattern above mean!" Ye Hao forced Sanye to ask.
Fang Sanye was taken aback, he looked at the bottle in his hand, then at Ye Hao, the killing intent in his eyes became more intense.
He did not answer Ye Hao's question, and put the small bottle back in his pocket.
Instructed the four people: "Hurry up and kill him!"
Ye Hao is still very unfamiliar with the corpse removal technique, and it feels like his own object control technique, but they control these corpses.
These corpses attacked Ye Hao more and more fiercely, hands, teeth, and all these things seemed to be their weapons.
"Tigers don't show off. Do you really think I can't do anything with you?" Ye Hao stepped on a corpse with both legs and jumped into the air, and the dagger in his hand shot out.
"Darts? Think you can hit us in this way?" The person targeted by Ye Hao sneered and ducked slightly, then avoided the chasing blade.
But then his face changed suddenly, and his body hurriedly avoided.
Blood splashed on this man's black robe.
He clutched his cheek, and a blood mark ran across the corner of his right eye. If he hadn't avoided it, his eyes would have died.
But the attack has not stopped.
The soul chasing blade turned its head and shot at him again.
"What's the matter with this flying knife!"
Not only this one, the other three were also attacked by throwing knives, which slowed down the movement of the corpse they controlled.
"Supernatural person!" Fang Sanye exclaimed as he looked at the flying knives floating in the air!
"Huh. These corpses can't be killed, I can't tear them down!" Ye Hao sneered and approached a corpse, and the soul chaser in his hand drew a few sword flowers.
He didn't attack the vital part of the corpse, but cut through the joints of the human body as if he was unloading a cow. After a few efforts, there was an extra stick on the ground.