Xing Mingcheng let out his last scream, and just by listening to the sound, you knew that he was suffering unbearable injuries.

Wei Yun's scarlet eyes glanced at Xing Mingcheng's face, which became ferocious due to pain. A cruel cold light passed through his pupils, and the knife that had been thrust into Xing Mingcheng's palm was neatly pulled out.

The blade reflected a frightening cold light under the moonlight, and the silver light drew an arc, with splashes of bright red blood, like red plums blooming in the snow.

Xing Mingcheng's body was filled with the strong smell of blood, his clothes had long lost their original color, and he looked as if he had just been fished out of the blood pool.

But from the beginning to the end, Wei Yun's hand holding the knife was always clean, without a drop of blood.

Xing Shuyi opened his mouth and stared, watching everything that happened in front of him. When he heard his second brother's screams one after another, he immediately took out the ghost-controlling copper bell with his uninjured left hand.

The movement of the copper bell immediately attracted Wei Yun's attention, and his eyes swept across her face full of panic. The wind was light and the clouds were calm, and she remained unmoved all year round.

The evil ghost he summoned was not a fool. When he felt the terrifying zombie aura on his body, his first reaction was not to follow Yuki Shugi's order and attack him.

Instead, they huddled together, as if they had encountered a powerful natural enemy, huddled together and retreated.

But due to the fact that their souls were in the hands of others, they finally obeyed Xing Shuyi's order and rushed towards Wei Yun.

The dark red zombie aura condensed into a small chained scimitar behind Wei Yun. When the chain moved, the scimitar drew a graceful curve in the air.

With one blow, all the evil ghosts will be killed.

He raised his arm, and the chain was held in the palm of a big hand with a sapphire finger.

With a movement of his wrist, the dark red chain, which seemed to have been soaked in a pool of blood for many years, swam as nimbly as a snake.

The scimitar at the front was like the mouth of an elder's sharp fangs, and he bit Xing Shuyi's hand holding the ghost-controlling copper bell hard.

A shrill female scream came from her mouth, and with a "snap", her hand was broken at the wrist and fell to the ground.

From crushing the two people's arms, to pricking Xing Mingcheng's palm with a knife, and finally cutting off Xing Shuyi's hand, listening to the screams, the expression on Wei Yun's face did not change at all.

Although he was ruthless, he did not hesitate at all.

"stop!"

Seeing this scene, the two Xuanmen seniors spoke quickly.

If he is allowed to continue to attack without stopping him, the fate of these two Xing family disciples will probably not be acceptable to them.

Even if they release the Ghost King, and the identity of the Ghost King may be fishy, ​​the Xuanmen headquarters should decide how to punish the Xing family or these two disciples, and he cannot kill them at will!

Wei Yun seemed not to hear the shouts of the two Xuanmen seniors, and continued to move as he should.

The Xuanmen headquarters manages people, but as a zombie, they can't control themselves.

senior?

Compared with age, apart from ghosts and spirits, who in this Yang time is older than me?

So they should stay where they can to cool off, and don't bother them with his ears.

Looking at Xing Mingcheng, who was covered in blood, and Xing Shuyi, who had a broken hand, Wei Yun felt that the injuries they suffered could not make up for the pain Tangning suffered.

Staring at the two people's necks, the light in their eyes was like sharp swords, murderous intent suddenly appeared on their bodies, and the dark red chains were swung suddenly.

The scimitar blade on the chain was aimed at the fragile necks of the two men.

Feeling this killing intent, the two Xuanmen seniors were like cats with exploding fur, and the younger generation's hair stood on end instantly.

The spiritual power in the hand of the old man in black turned into a rope and flew towards the waving dark red chain, trying to stop it.

The old lady in gray clothes moved, her movements were inconsistent with her age, and she rushed towards Wei Yun quickly.

Sharp white thorns began to appear on her face and the back of her hands, which looked very similar to the white thorns on the back of a hedgehog.

Seeing the changes in the old lady's body, a flash of clarity flashed in Tangning's eyes. It turned out that the old lady was a disciple of Bai Xian.

However, Bai Xian's disciples are good at medical rescue skills. Even if the Xian family in her body has an extraordinary background, it is still impossible to stop Wei Yun.

The spiritual rope in the hand of the old man in black passed through the dark red chain and tightened it hard. Although it was not destroyed, it still reduced the strength of the chain.

The scimitar still passed through the necks of brother and sister Xing Mingcheng and Xing Shuyi. The wound was not deep, only a shallow cut.

Feeling the stinging pain coming from their necks, the two subconsciously touched their necks.

The palms are spread out in front of the eyes, and through the moonlight, the blood stains on the hands can be clearly seen!

Looking at Wei Yun who raised his hand to firmly grasp the neck of the old lady in gray, apart from fear, he also felt a sense of surviving a disaster in his heart.

If it were any deeper, they would probably die.

Wei Yun pinched the neck of the old lady in gray, his scarlet eyes were full of indifference, and it seemed that what he was holding in his hand was not a person, but an ant.

The voice was cold and cold, making people feel like falling into an ice cave: "Do you want to die with them?"

With her hands raised, the old lady's feet were off the ground, and her whole body was suspended in the air.

After spending most of her life and experiencing many storms, she thought she could face death calmly, but when she was really close to it, she found that she still couldn't help but feel flustered and scared!

The nails on the old lady's hands grew wildly and were as sharp as those of animals.

Aiming at Wei Yun, he grabbed his arm and grabbed it hard.

The next moment, the old lady's eyes were filled with astonishment.

The sharp nails penetrated Wei Yun's clothes and pressed against his skin, but they could not go any further!

The reason why zombies are feared by the three tribes is not only because the corpse evil spirit they cultivate has a suppressive effect on spiritual energy and yin energy.

Even in the later stages of their cultivation, their physical bodies, which are comparable to steel and iron bones, are a huge headache for the three tribes.

The fear of death made the old lady forget for a moment that the man in black in front of her was not Mao Zhan or Fei Zong, but the King of Corpses who had only appeared once in the world!

Even if I and the Immortal Family on my body try their best, they probably won’t cause any physical harm to him!

"White lady!"

Seeing this scene, the spiritual rope in the hands of the old man in black instantly collapsed, and he looked nervously at the old lady in gray who was being held by Wei Yun's neck.

Want to take action, even if you know you can't beat the opponent.

But she was afraid that Wei Yun would be ruthless and take her life directly.

His face was full of anxiety, his head was smoking with anxiety, but he didn't have any idea in his heart.

"Since you want to die with them, then I will allow you to do so."

Wei Yun had never considered the consequences of killing the Xuanmen who guarded the Demonic City.

In the face of absolute strength, he is confident that he can bear all consequences.
Chapter completed!