The sword came suddenly and quickly, carrying a bone-chilling murderous intent, intending to kill Zhang Xiaopeng and several others.
The sword was held by a ghost cultivator in gray robes.
Zhang Xiaozu had seen this ghost cultivator. He was one of the powerful emperors who followed the black-robed emperor to attack the small courtyard that day.
Almost all the emperor-level experts were killed by Zhao Kuo that day, and only two were lucky enough to escape Zhao Kuo's pursuit. This one should be one of the two lucky ones.
He has been waiting here for Zhang Xiaopou and the others for a long time.
Zhao Kuo left.
Po Meng also left.
And there is no protection from the hospital array here.
In his eyes, Zhang Xiaozu and the others had lost all their reliance and were already like meat on the chopping board, subject to his disposal.
He wanted to kill Zhang Xiaopeng and others, and then search for their treasures. He believed that Po Meng had obtained so many godheads, and she would definitely give some to Zhang Xiaopawn and others.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaopeng and others were already stunned under his sword, too frightened to make any reaction, and about to die with blood splattered three feet away, he couldn't help but reveal a ferocious smile on his face, as well as the excitement and excitement that he was about to obtain godhood.
call!
Suddenly, a cool breeze blew behind the gray-robed ghost Xiu Xiu.
Then, the gray-robed ghost cultivator's face changed drastically, because his power suddenly dissipated out of thin air.
That's because Niu Dawa appeared behind him and opened the forbidden realm.
Woo!
The mace with a dark luster, following Niu Dawa's swing of his right arm, made a sharp and rapid sound of breaking through the air, and hit the gray-robed ghost cultivator fiercely.
Bang sound.
The gray-robed ghost cultivator had no time to dodge and was hit hard by the blow. His body fell sharply from the sky like a kite with its string broken.
The spikes of the mace dug several bloody holes in his body, and the blood flew far into the air.
Bang!
The yellow sand splashed everywhere, and the gray-robed ghost Xiu was buried head and foot into the yellow sand ground, leaving only two feet outside.
Niu Dawa took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. He held the mace in both hands. The mace became four to five feet huge in his hands and he hammered it down from the sky.
But the gray-robed ghost cultivator made a loud bang, shaking away the yellow sand that buried his body. His body rolled on the spot, facing upwards, and he swung his sword upward at the same time.
when!
He narrowly blocked Niu Dawa's hammer blow.
Niu Dawa was knocked back by the gray-robed ghost cultivator's sword, and said regretfully: "It's a pity, it was just a little bit close."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on the mace in his hand, and he couldn't help but frown, considering whether to change to a lighter weapon, because the mace was too bulky, causing him to miss the opportunity to make a killing blow.
Just now, he used the Forbidden Law Domain to restrain the power of the gray-robed ghost cultivator, and at the same time he struck with the mace. The spikes of the mace had already penetrated his body, and the next moment he could tear his body into pieces, but
In this almost negligible one-thousandth of a moment, the gray-robed ghost cultivator broke free from the confinement of the forbidden realm, put up his body defense in time, and saved his life from the mace.
If changing to a lighter weapon, such as a sword or knife, or a lighter dagger, can shorten the attack time, then the gray-robed ghost cultivator will definitely die.
So Niu Dawa came up with the idea of changing to a lighter weapon.
But it was also because the realm gap between him and the gray-robed ghost cultivator was too big, otherwise the gray-robed ghost cultivator wouldn't be able to break away from his forbidden area so easily, and he would have enough time to kill him.
"Pooh!"
The gray-robed ghost cultivator spit out the blood foam and sand in his mouth, and the pressure of the imperial realm came out of his body, exerting it on Niu Dawa, and shouted with murderous intent: "Hand over the godhead, Rao Er will not die, otherwise... I
The Emperor will kill them starting with the weakest ones!"
Although Niu Dawa hammered him with several bloody holes, his words were still domineering and strong, because the brief fight just now told him that there was a big difference between Niu Dawa and him. As long as he was careful, he would not be beaten again.
Niu Dawa sneaks in.
At the same time, he also knew that Niu Dawa was good at escaping, and even two or three emperor-level experts could do nothing to him, so the implication was that if you run fast and I can't do anything to you, then I would kill the slow one first.
"stop!"
"You can't kill them. If you kill them, we won't be able to get out. We will be trapped here alive!"
A tall skeleton with flames burning on its body flew over from the direction of the city gate and shouted to stop the gray-robed ghost cultivator.
However, it is not clear whether he really wants to stop the gray-robed ghost cultivator, or whether he is here for the godhead.
A large group of ghost cultivators hurriedly followed behind the flaming skull. From the greedy look in their eyes, it could be seen at a glance that they were coming for the godhead.
"These people have godheads hidden in their bodies. When I obtain the godhead and refine it, I will be promoted to the true gods of the underworld. How difficult will it be to take you out from here?" The gray-robed ghost emperor responded loudly to the flaming skull.
He did it on purpose. He felt that Zhang Xiaozu and the others might be difficult to deal with, so he wanted to find the Flame Skull as a helper, and at the same time lure other ghost cultivators over to contain Zhang Xiaozu and the others.
Zhang Xiaozu and the others still didn't understand why when they first appeared, the ghost cultists shouted that they were here to save lives. In the blink of an eye, they changed from saving lives to being targeted by these guys. They couldn't help but find it funny.
"Stop!" Zhang Xiaozu stopped the flaming skeleton from approaching and said, "We don't have any godhead on us because the godhead has been completely destroyed."
"Don't be afraid, I am here to protect you." The Flame Skull replied in a kind tone, without pausing for a moment.
"I accept the offer, but it's not necessary." Zhang Xiaozhu refused.
"There is no need to be polite to me, because I also want to ask for you and need you -" the flame skeleton said, speeding up and approaching Zhang Xiaozu and the others, seeming a little too eager.
The gray-robed ghost cultivator sneered when he saw this, knowing that the flaming skull drunkard was not interested in drinking.
He was not in a hurry to take action first, because he knew that Zhang Xiaozu was difficult to deal with, and he wanted the Flame Skeleton to try Zhang Xiaozu's methods first.
As for Zhang Xiaozu's statement that the divine head had been completely destroyed, he didn't believe it at all.
How could Zhang Xiaopou fail to see the true purpose of the flaming skull? He raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, then took a step forward to meet it, and then punched out.
"Hey…"
The Flame Skeleton chuckled, laughing at Zhang Xiaopeng for not overestimating his own capabilities, and punched him. The end of the laughter contained a hint of ferocity, wanting to kill Zhang Xiaopeng with one punch.
boom!
The fists collided, sand and rocks flew, and the ground shook.
The flames on the flaming skull were almost extinguished by the pressure of Zhang Xiaozu's fist, and then the tall body flew out with a whoosh, knocking down a group of ghost cultivators who were chasing after him.
Some were even killed directly.
After flying upside down for nearly thirty feet, the flame skeleton was able to stabilize its body.
He looked down at the cracks on the bones of his right fist and was horrified.
Although Zhang Xiaozu's punch did not break through his protective defense, it actually shattered his bones through his protective defense.
The force of this punch was so strong that he felt suffocated.
He has lived for more than four hundred years and has never encountered an opponent with such tremendous power, even one that is almost terrifying.
The gray-robed ghost cultivator stared at Zhang Xiaopou's fist with a solemn look on his face.
"not bad."
Zhang Xiaozu glanced at his fist and raised his lips proudly. The power of the new law of power was stronger than he imagined. If combined with superb physical combat skills, the power would be even more ferocious.
This chapter has been completed!