Bang!
A crisp crack rang out.
Qin Shaofeng was sent staggering back several steps again.
This was already his seventh slash.
When he barely managed to steady himself, he saw a deep crack appear atop the Ghost Corpse Slave's head, as though it was only a small step away from shattering completely.
He did not hesitate in the slightest.
He leaped forward abruptly and delivered another all-out slash at the Ghost Corpse Slave.
Boom!
The Ghost Corpse Slave's skull was finally cleaved apart by his blade. Amid the thunderous crash, Qin Shaofeng was sent flying once more.
His body rolled several times across the ground before he barely managed to climb back up.
System Prompt: Congratulations to player Qin Shaofeng for killing one Ghost Corpse Slave. Obtained 1,000,000 Real Value.
One million?
Qin Shaofeng remembered that when he had killed Ghost Corpse Slaves like this before, he could only gain several hundred thousand Real Value. He had not expected this one to increase the reward again.
"Uncle Qin, how are you? If you can't keep going, should we deal with that Pure Dust Flower first?" Zi Wencheng's expression was grim.
He had already gained quite some understanding of Qin Shaofeng's condition.
He had thought Qin Shaofeng would use his movement technique to snatch that little herb, yet Qin Shaofeng had not even glanced at it. He had only stubbornly fought these Ghost Corpse Slaves.
Although the Ghost Corpse Slaves were bound by iron chains, preventing them from rushing over to attack Qin Shaofeng.
And beneath Qin Shaofeng's ghostlike martial techniques, their repeated punches had all struck empty air.
Yet watching Qin Shaofeng get blasted away time and again.
Zi Wencheng's expression remained extremely ugly.
Those few simple slashes earlier had already caused a trace of blood to seep