Two divine swords, one black and one white, cut through the void, and the two qi of yin and yang soared into the sky, with murderous intent.

Ouch...ow...

But just when the two divine swords were only ten feet away from Yang Luoqing and the two of them, a sharp roar was heard from behind, followed by a large swath of corpse aura sweeping in, mixed with the slightest stench.

Feeling the gusts of dark wind behind them, both of them turned pale. Needless to say, Fei Zheng rushed over and wanted to intercept the two divine swords. Even Yang Luoqing, who had always been calm, was extremely anxious at this moment. Now the two of them were very anxious.

The divine weapons in human hands were spiritually inspired, and they fought endlessly in the sky. Yan Xiaolong was exhausted, Xiao Ziyi's vitality was seriously injured, and several elders from Nanhuo Palace did not come. How could the two unarmed people become such stiff enemies?

The twin swords of Yin and Yang were about to be obtained, how could they allow them to be snatched away by the flying zombie halfway.

"No...! I'll stop him, you go grab the sword."

Seeing that Fei Zong was about to catch up, he saw Yang Luoqing clenching his steel teeth, and his heart became fierce. He immediately decided to let Murong Sheng grab the sword first, while he turned around, released all his energy, and turned into blue.

The giant cocoon of light protected the entire body in the center, using the palm instead of the knife to rush towards the furious Fei Zheng.

"Brother Yang...!"

Seeing Yang Luoqing suddenly turning around, how could Murong Sheng not know what he wanted to do. Now that Yang Luoqing was unarmed, facing the furious Fei Zhan, there was only one way to die. However, seeing the two divine swords getting closer and closer, Murong Sheng hesitated slightly on his face.

Finally he gave up on grabbing the sword and turned around and flew towards Yang Luoqing.

——Roar...woo...

Feizheng screamed, his voice was extremely harsh, and when he saw that the two of them had actually given up on grabbing the sword, a trace of disdain flashed through his scarlet eyes. Neither of them were its opponents when they were in their prime, let alone now!

"Why are you here...?"

Yang Luoqing glared at Murong Sheng who was flying over, with a little anger on his face and shouted.

"Haha, Brother Yang, we have known each other for more than a hundred years. How can I see you fighting against that ugly guy alone today?"

Seeing that Yang Luoqing looked unhappy, Murong Sheng didn't care and instead smiled heartily.

--roar…

Just as Murong Sheng finished speaking, he saw that Fei Zong had already rushed towards him, his corpse energy billowing out, turning into gusts of black wind, causing the skin and flesh of the two of them to ache.

"Fight...!"

Facing the violent attack of Fei Zheng, the two of them looked at each other and smiled, but deep in their eyes, there was a rather bitter and desolate taste.

Just as Murong Sheng said, they have known each other for hundreds of years, but their private relationship is not ordinary. Over the past hundred years, East Island, West Ridge, North Wasteland, and South Fire have become famous all over the world. However, in recent years, the world has changed greatly, and shocking masters have appeared all over the world.

Several people are constantly frustrated and struggling every step of the way. Even those who are stronger than them may fall at any time. The burden of guarding Shenzhou is too heavy, and they can't breathe anymore. In fact, deep down in their hearts,

I am really tired of all the things in this world, maybe I am really tired. Now, that Fei Zong is arrogant, and the two of them are unarmed. They could have retreated safely, but they resolutely attacked Fei Zong, obviously intending to die.

High in the sky, I saw Yang Luoqing transforming his sword into a gas, and the green divine light soared into the sky, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky, splitting the void, and slashing the evil zombies.

Murong Sheng's face was solemn, he roared, his whole body was blazing with flames, and he punched out with both fists, shaking the sky and the earth, as if the true king of the God of Fire had come to this world, and he actually fought with Fei Zheng with his bare hands.

Boom...long...bang...

High in the sky, there were constant sounds of explosions and flashes of fire. The two of them, one far away and the other close, flew into a deadlock with their combined strength, using a series of wonderful skills, and their coordination was flawless.

Feizheng howled. Although he only had one arm left, he was still extremely powerful. Relying on that powerful corpse, the attacks of the two men temporarily resisted Feizheng, but did not cause any substantial damage to him.

Xiao Ziyi's face was pale, and he stood precariously on the ancient mirror, looking solemnly at the thrilling battle in the distance. He wanted to rush forward several times, but his energy was exhausted and he couldn't even recall the weapons.

, how can he go up to help? Now he can only stand aside and worry, hoping that the elders of Nanhuo Palace can come as soon as possible. At the same time, he is also prepared to die together. As soon as Yang Luoqing and two people are in danger, he will

Immediately use the forbidden technique to strangle the disgusting flying zombie.

Howling, roaring, murderous intent, blood...

Murong Sheng's chest was bleeding and his clothes were stained red. He was like a bloody Shura who was beaten hundreds of feet away.

--boom…

Yang Luoqing's eyes were spitting fire. After fighting like this, he could not maintain his composure. He immediately rose into the sky and struck a blow with Fei Zheng, who was also blown away like Murong Sheng.

Feizheng's physical body was so powerful that it was like a vajra body. How could Yang Luoqing and the others easily resist it? After blasting the two of them away, under the reflection of the moonlight, Feizheng howled, and his four pointed long fangs gave off a sinister glow.

White light, five claws, and a bit of greed in the bloody eyes.

"Evil beast, die...!"

The flying zombie was as fast as lightning, and it was only a few feet away from Yang Luoqing and the other two.

A loud and old roar was heard in the void, and almost at the same time, nine long red swords were seen flying through the air, with nine white-haired old men standing above them.

"Changing formations...transforming into dragons..."

As soon as they appeared, the nine people didn't waste any time, and immediately turned into nine rays of fire, surrounding the flying zombie in the center. With a cold snort, the nine people simultaneously drew their swords, muttering words in their mouths, and kept changing their positions.

--roar…

After a few changes in the mantras, I felt that the temperature within a hundred feet high in the sky suddenly increased. The nine long swords rose when they saw the wind and turned into nine red fire dragons, roaring and roaring in the void, baring their teeth and claws.

The nine dragons roared in the void, shaking the nine heavens and the earth. Even the ancient Qianyuan Spear, which was fighting endlessly with the Tyrant Dragon Sword at this moment, screamed as if it was being recalled by some kind, after repelling the Tyrannosaurus Saber with bright blue light.

It flew back to Murong Sheng's hands.

"Brother Yang, I'm going!"

The gun flew back, feeling the long-lost warmth on the gun barrel. Murong Sheng, who was still dying just now, seemed to have been suddenly beaten to death. Under the surprised look of Yang Luoqing next to him, he flew high into the sky and rushed into the formation.

among.

"Ten Directions Flame Formation...!"

Looking at the nine angry fire dragons high in the sky, the body of Yang Luoqing's Tyrannosaurus sword was shaking, as if he felt some kind of threat. The blue light was restrained and simple.

"Master Xiao, are you okay?"

On top of the half-collapsed small building, seeing Xiao Ziyi staggering down, Yan Xiaolong's eyes dimmed, he forced an ugly smile, and asked weakly.

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Yan. Xiao is just exhausted of the energy in his body. There is nothing serious. Don't worry, he will be fine in a few days."

Xiao Ziyi smiled faintly, glanced at Yan Xiaolong, and then turned his eyes to the sky.

"Brother Yan...!"

At this moment, a clear female voice was heard coming from the darkness.

Xiao Ziyi and Yan Xiaolong, who were watching the battle in the sky, were startled almost at the same time and looked in the direction of the sound.
Chapter completed!