"call out!"

The two burly men waved their thick arms and attacked Tang Jie fiercely with their fists. The force of each punch was so heavy that Tang Jie did not dare to make a direct attack and could only retreat and dodge!

"Hahaha! Iron One and Iron Two are the zombies I refined. Before they became my zombies, they were top-notch warriors. After they became my zombies, they became even more powerful. Their bones were like fine steel. With their strength, they became my zombies.

With the abilities of warriors like you, you can't even hurt them! But don't worry, I will refine you into a corpse master later, and you will definitely become stronger than them!"

Seeing Tang Jie being forced to dodge by Tie Yi and Tie Er, the old man in black robe laughed wildly.

This is the difference between warriors and immortal cultivators!

In the martial arts arena, no warrior could withstand Tang Jie's sword, but now the two corpse leaders of the old man in black robes joined forces to suppress Tang Jie!

"This guy... wants to make me into a puppet like them?" Tang Jie felt a chill in his heart when he heard the words of the old man in black robe.

Tie Yi and Tie Er in front of him were originally first-class warriors like him, but in the end they were turned into zombie-like puppets by the old man in black robes. The reason why the old man in black robes targeted him was also very simple, because he wanted to

He was also refined into a corpse master!

Refining the Corpse King is an evil practice in the world of cultivation. The stronger the person who is used to refine the Corpse King is stronger in life, the greater the strength and potential will be after refining the Corpse King.

The black-robed old man saw Tang Jie's astonishing strength in the martial arts arena, and he was naturally delighted. This was the first time he had seen such a powerful warrior. If he could refine such a warrior into a corpse master, he would have many opportunities.

A loyal subordinate, a puppet!

So the old man in black robe waited outside the martial arts arena in advance, judged that Tang Jie was the so-called Bull Demon King, and showed up to intercept him on his way back!

"Clang clang clang!"

Faced with the siege of the two corpse bosses, Tang Jie continued to dodge and counterattack, but his indestructible iron-cutting knife in the past could only tear through their thick armor and skin, but it was difficult to cause fatal damage to them.

!

If you can't even break down the defenses, how can you defeat them?

A creature like the Corpse Chief is extremely powerful, has a body like fine steel, is not afraid of death, and is very difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, although these two corpse bosses are extremely powerful, they are like puppets after all. They have no martial arts skills in life. They rely on instinct to fight. Their moves are very superficial and straightforward, lacking variety. Otherwise, Tang Jie

It will definitely not be able to sustain for long under their joint siege.

But Tang Jie didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart. The old man in black robe in the distance hadn't taken action yet. If he attacked again, he would definitely die!

"Tsk, tsk... To be able to persist for so long under the joint attack of my two corpse bosses is indeed a rare and powerful warrior in the world. Just accept your death! Become a corpse boss and be driven by me for the rest of your life!"

The black-robed old man said coldly that the reason why he did not use the extremely powerful fireball technique now was to ensure that Tang Jie's body was intact. Otherwise, if it was missing arms and legs, its combat effectiveness would be greatly weakened after being refined into a corpse master.

"Just use my Xuanming Cone!"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of the black-robed old man's mouth. Even if he was dealing with a first-rate warrior, two corpse masters could be defeated in a short time together. However, Tang Jie's strength far exceeded that of ordinary first-rate warriors, so he decided to use his true skills!

"call out!"

The old man in black robe flicked his sleeves, and from his cuffs, a streak of black light rushed toward Tang Jie at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"clang!"

Almost out of instinct, Tang Jie slashed out with lightning speed, and the half of the blade in his hand collided with the black stream of light.

With a crisp sound, the black stream of light was knocked away. At the same time, a huge force shook Tang Jie's arms, which made him feel numb.

"This is... a magic weapon?"

Tang Jie saw that the black stream of light that was knocked out was a sharp awl about a foot long. He was a little shocked because under the impact, half of the blade in his hand was knocked out with a gap!

The magic weapon is a treasure made of precious materials by cultivators. Its power is far superior to ordinary swords. Tang Jie's sword only collided with it, and a large piece of the blade was shattered!

"See how long you can hold it!"

The black-robed old man chuckled, like a cat playing with a mouse. The black mysterious cone was suspended above the black-robed old man's head, pulled by an invisible force, and seemed to be flexible and alive.

"No, I definitely can't bear it a few times!"

Cold sweat broke out on Tang Jie's forehead. Faced with the siege of two corpse bosses and the attack of the Xuanming Cone controlled by the old man in black robes, Tang Jie knew clearly that he could not hold on for long. If he relaxed even a little bit, he would die.

"Is this a cultivator? This old man in black robe may not be a big shot in the world of cultivating immortals, but he forced me to this point!"

Tang Jie felt solemn in his heart. The gap between warriors and immortal cultivators was too huge. Any immortal cultivator would be a formidable enemy among top warriors!

"In this case... we have to fight!"

Tang Jie gritted his teeth with a ruthless look in his eyes. He had to fight hard. If he didn't fight hard now, he would have no chance!

"Roar!"

A low roar erupted from Tang Jie's throat, and a silvery radiance bloomed from his body surface, the Boy's Skill: Silver Moon Technique!

The deep internal energy of the fourth level of the Boy's Kung Fu exploded, and the surging internal energy shook the bodies of the two corpse leaders. Tang Jie took advantage of this opportunity, dragging an afterimage with his body, and rushed towards the black-robed old man.

There is no point in getting entangled with these two corpse bosses. Even with Tang Jie's ability, this thing cannot cause fatal injuries. Only by killing the old man in black robe who controls the corpse boss can there be a chance of survival!

"too naive……"

The corners of the black-robed old man's mouth curved into a disdainful arc.

"Xuanming Cone, go!"

The mana of the black-robed old man controlled the Xuan Ming Cone. At this time, the Xuan Ming Cone flew in the air at a speed nearly twice as fast as the first time, turned into a black lightning, and hit Tang Jie's heart directly.

This extremely fast blow was beyond the limit that Tang Jie could catch, but he did not dodge. His eyes glowed with light, as if they had turned into a silver moon.

Silver Moon Jue. Bright Moon Qimang!

The true energy of the Boy's Kung Fu in Tang Jie's body condensed, condensed, and on the surface of his body, a dazzling silver light condensed, like a layer of armor. Under the full force of the Boy's Kung Fu, the true energy was poured into it, and Tang Jie's muscles became hard.

Like fine steel!

When you reach the fourth level of the Boy's Kung Fu, you can condense your internal energy into an indestructible bright moon energy, which can be used both offensively and defensively! It is invulnerable!

"puff!"

Tang Jie felt a pain in his heart. The dark black cone struck at his heart. The bright moon energy condensed into substance was torn apart, pierced into his muscles, and rushed forward. Tang Jie

Clamp the muscles hard!

A wave of pain and coldness hit Tang Jie's whole body, making him almost faint instantly, but Tang Jie bit his tongue hard and used the stinging pain to keep his brain awake.

"How...how can I die here! Haoyue Qimang! Kill me!"

Tang Jie's eyes were red. He roared, blood was pouring from his chest, and he slashed forward with half the blade in his hand.

"Idiot...your knife is too short!"

The black-robed old man chuckled. Tang Jie only had half of his iron-cutting sword left. This sword was still more than a foot away from his neck and could not touch him at all!

But the expression of the old man in black robe immediately changed. He saw a silver aura gushing out from Tang Jie's broken blade. The silver aura was as sharp as a knife and attached to the broken blade for nearly two feet.

long!

"No...not good!"

The old man in black robe screamed in his heart. He wanted to retreat backwards and dodge, but it was too late.

"puff!"

A sound of tearing flesh and blood resounded in the air, and blood gushed out like a spring. The old man in black robe felt top-heavy. He saw a rickety figure in front of him, without a head, and blood was spurting out from the broken neck!

"that's me?"
Chapter completed!