At that time, many people used hundreds of thousands of talents to develop the technology, but now it is very difficult to perfect all the content from just a few words.

Mrs. Hu couldn't do it, He Zhuzhi couldn't do it, and Lin Wenzhi couldn't do it, but Lin Yanzhi wanted to do it!

Lin Yanzhi's meridians were destroyed and he could not practice martial arts. The best way he could think of was to become a human again. Although this was a fantasy, the forbidden technique left by Mrs. Tiger made him see hope.

Isn’t resurrecting the dead meant becoming a human being again?

But Lin Yanzhi did not have that ability, so he could only make some monsters, inhuman monsters. Only when he was too anxious would he rely on Shanghai Luo Tianying, causing his body to become weaker.

In desperation, Lin Yanzhi came to Yang Rongkun.

He knew that Yang Rongkun was not only a martial god, but also a medicine god, and his research on medicine and human body reached its peak.

At that time, Yang Rongkun's meridians were all destroyed, and he had not thought of practicing the Qingnang meridian, and he still placed his hope of survival on medical skills, so he agreed to Lin Yanzhi's request.

But Yang Rongkun hid his own secrets, and the finished products he gave to Lin Yanzhi were all things that were one step slower...

Now, the effect that appears on Yang Rongkun is the "finished product" he developed.

"Uncle Master...you can live..."

Thirteen didn't know that Yang Rongkun was voluntarily transformed into a living zombie, and thought that Chixue Lin had tortured him inhumanely, but there was nowhere to be heard in this breath.

Next door to the two chatting was where Ling Qingniu and Lao Lei fought in chaos. Thirteen was scared by the zombie-scammer's uncle just now and forgot that there was someone fighting next to him.

Bang!

A white sword energy hit Yang Rongkun, but it only made a dull sound.

Ling Qingniu seemed to have begun to deal with what was in front of him seriously. The sword energy was inevitably missed on the edge. Such a move could not be supported without strong internal strength.

Yang Rongkun was hit by a sword energy, and his fragile prison robe cracked and fell, but there was not even a trace on his back.

Thirteen believed that with Ling Qingniu's strength, he could not take any random attack, let alone stand there and get a blow. With such powerful ability, he was considering whether to...

Before he could say anything, Yang Rongkun suddenly turned red in his eyes and jumped towards Ling Qingniu.

In a blink of an eye, he lost his mind again. This change made Thirteen unexpectedly. The question just now reappeared and came to his mind: "Is this a human or a living zombie?"

If it is still in the category of zombies, will he give his uncle...

Of course, everything will be discussed after the fight is over there.

Originally, Ling Qingniu was at ease in dealing with Lao Lei. He had a long sword in his hand, his figure was elegant, his sword technique was light and powerful, and his actions all reflected the posture of a master.

For Lao Lei, who was a little clumsy in his movements, every sword that Ling Qingniu swung would leave scars on him. If someone else had fought against Ling Qingniu, he would have been dead a hundred times.

Even though Yang Rongkun joined the battle, Ling Qingniu still maintained a chic posture and used his powerful sword technique, hitting Lao Lei and Yang Rongkun countless times.

Lao Lei's condition was worse. His body seemed to have not been strengthened, and red and green juice flowed out in every wound.

Compared to ordinary zombies, Lao Lei's combat ability is also a bit stronger. His movements are quite flexible, and he has a sharp move. If someone who is not experienced is coming, he may suffer some losses under Lao Lei's hands.

In contrast, Yang Rongkun is much more reckless.

Not only is he strong, he is not afraid of being beaten, his hands are full of wind, bringing up a gloomy green shadow, passing through the numerous sword shadows, reaching the vital points of Ling Qingniu.

Referring to Lao Lei's death and his current appearance, Yang Rongkun should also have poison in his nails. As long as he is slightly injured, the corpse poison will enter his body and slowly devour people's vitality.

This is also the most commonly used means of contagion for living zombies. Whether they are caught or bitten, they will eventually become living zombies.

Ling Qingniu was calm in the face of the attack of two masters. His internal strength was filled with his long sword, and a white light shook out. The sword was like a hill, one layer higher than another.

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r    />In a trance, Thirteen seemed to have returned to the snowy peak, and the bitter wind floated around like a knife, and he couldn't help but use his internal force to resist.

There is a serious problem now that needs to be considered.

The boss who just worshipped is now being besieged by the two of them, so he has to help, right?

But one of the besieged people was his uncle, and he couldn't help outsiders beat their elders.

Since your elders are fighting life and death with others, as juniors, they must find opportunities to help, but is it useful to help?

The scene looked like two-on-one, but Thirteen saw it clearly. Even if he added, the three of them could not beat Ling Qingniu, and their final outcome was the same.

Could it be that I just watched my uncle being killed in vain?

No matter how cold and weak my temperament becomes, I will not be so indifferent...

Thirteen pulled out the cigarette pole, forcing the surging of his chest to join the battle!

Three-on-one and two-on-one are indeed a bit different. At least Thirteen can stop Ling Qingniu's sword moves, so as not to use Yang Rongkun to take it with his body, so he has the opportunity to turn defense into offense.

The smoke pole cannot match the length of the sword, so Thirteen still chose to use the sword technique of the Fai Dao Sect to control the power with cleverness, which is also the best choice for weak versus strong.

"Hahaha, the leader of Murong Gang wants to rebel against me again?"

During the Daxue Peak Rebellion many years ago, Thirteen was inexplicably standing in the opposition camp. Although they did not participate in the front battlefield, Ling Qingniu's reputation was high and he easily killed countless masters.

It was such a strength decades ago, but Ling Qingniu's strength decades later is no longer a level that Thirteen could touch.

Just a few moves, Thirteen's arm was sore and his steps became messy and extremely embarrassed.

Suddenly, Ling Qingniu's sword pressed against the cigarette pole, and Thirteen felt an inexplicable force coming from the cigarette pole, causing his body to fall forward and crash straight towards the sword.

At the critical moment, Yang Rongkun grabbed Thirteen and Lao Lei with both hands, threw Thirteen backwards, and pushed Lao Lei forward.

puff!

Lao Lei's head flew high!

The rest of the body was still struggling to move forward, but after only a few steps, he fell heavily.

In this way, there was only one enemy left in front of Ling Qingniu.

"This weird guy is so tough. He can take my attacks head-on, so he can only..."

Ling Qingniu raised white internal force around his body, and the long sword danced and brought out a hazy fog. The temperature around him suddenly began to drop quickly?!

Thirteen was stunned and looked at the white dots condensed in the air: "Snow?"

The white dots continue to expand, turning into different shapes, crystal-colored snowflakes, or even magnificent, but the six edges of the snowflakes reveal sharp edges...

(End of this chapter)
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