The three disciples of the mountain moving gate wanted to spread the news. After all, if Lin Hao had a grandmaster of the Huashan Sect beside him, the situation would be different.

However, the sword drawing stance has arrived, and they know that there is no chance for the dazzling sword light!

"Hahaha, so what if we die? The Corpse King remembers your breath. Even if you go to the ends of the world, you will all die!"

"ah!"

Three shrill screams sounded at the same time, and the three disciples of the mountain moving gate were cut off by the dazzling sword light! The heaven and earth veins created by the surrounding mountain moving gate collapsed instantly!

Jianguang killed three disciples of the mountain moving gate but did not stop at all and headed straight to the mountain in the distance!

The sword light penetrated into the mountain at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, with a rumbling and vibration, the upper half of the mountain directly broke away, forming a smooth and flat slanted cut.

hiss!

The Huashan School’s sword drawing style is so terrifying!

"Why are you two stunned?" Seeing Lin Hao and the other two still dazed, Xu Linglong stamped her feet in anger: "Do it quickly, they remember your breath. If they don't completely disperse its corpse energy, we will all die!"

"Brother Wuhui, it depends on you!" Lin Hao said without hesitation.

"What does it mean?" Jun Wuhui didn't react.

"Turn hatred, monsters! Didn't you see it? Your sword can't even break the defense of others, so you can't help but hate."

Jun Wuhui:!!!

"Please be a person, just tell me if you ask me to die!"

roar!

At this time, the corpse king roared again, and then ran towards Jun Wuhui without hesitation. The big knife in his hand was waving and the sword lights broke through the air, making a harsh sound!

The three disciples of the mountain gate have been attacking Jun Wuhui, so naturally Jun Wuhui's breath has been included in the body of the corpse king, so the corpse king rushed towards Jun Wuhui with a scream!

Jun Wuhui's head was buzzing. Should this zombie be like this?

What did you do wrong and you have to endure this pain!

"Don't look at your uncle, just do it." Jun Wuhui began to run wildly, but he saw Lu Fupao Ai Shan Lingpao? Lin Hao and Xu Linglong were still confused. Obviously, the zombie chased Jun Wuhui and did it, and he was a little shocked. Jun Wuhui couldn't help it and started to scold him.

Dong~! Dong~!

The Corpse King ran quickly, and every step he fell to the ground, and the ground trembled, as if every step he was stepping on the heart. The Corpse King ran and waved his big sword, and each knife rushed towards Jun Wuhui.

Lin Hao and Xu Linglong quickly came to their senses and did not dare to continue to stare blankly.

Sword drawing style!

A dazzling sword light rushed out from Xu Linglong and pointed directly at the Corpse King!

"Go!" Lin Hao pinched his sword and pointed it suddenly, and the five sword energy made a sound and thunderous sound, rushing hard on the corpse king's armor.

The ding-dangling sound kept ringing, and sparks even burst out from the Corpse King's armor!

Lin Hao's five sword energy collapsed at once, collided with the Corpse King's armor, but a spark burst out, and then it disintegrated directly, causing no substantial effect, and it could not even leave a white seal on the armor!

Lin Hao was shocked, right? He had such a terrifying defense, how could he fight!

boom!

At this time, Xu Linglong's sword-drawing style sword light had fallen on the corpse king.

With a bang, the corpse king trembled suddenly, and was directly beaten by the sword light and staggered forward a few steps.

"Woo!" Jun Wuhui was really miserable! He was directly driven away by the aftermath of the sword-drawn aftermath.

He was chased by the Corpse King and counterattacked, but like Lin Hao, his attack power was not enough and he could not break the Corpse King's defense at all. He could not even keep a white seal, but Jun Wuhui was the closest to the Corpse King.

Therefore, the aftermath of the sword drawing style that failed to dissipate, forced Jun Wuhui to fly away miserably.
Chapter completed!