Although these zombies are poisoned, they only have true mystical strength and cannot be defeated by his sword.
The young man said nothing, but his expression became more ferocious.
The black robe moved automatically in the absence of wind. Inside the robe, there was a "pattering" sound, as if something was crawling.
Suddenly, many little finger-sized bugs crawled out from under my feet, spreading in all directions.
The bugs burrowed into the corpse.
The corpses trembled slightly and came to life one after another.
There are tens of thousands of zombies, densely packed and extremely visual impact.
Zheng Zhi's expression changed instantly.
With his current strength, dozens of Xuan Kong Realm people are indeed no different from ants to him, but tens of thousands of them are different.
Not to mention the Kongyou Realm, even if the spirit is pregnant, it will probably be consumed by life and death.
"kill him!"
The young man looked at him ferociously and gave an order.
Tens of thousands of zombies swarmed in like a tide.
Zheng Zheng faced Shen Rushui.
The sound of swords sounded, and the heads of dozens of close zombies fell to the ground.
The head rolled down and the zombie stopped moving.
But just when Zheng Zhi relaxed his vigilance, dozens of poisons burst out of his body at the place where his head was severed and attacked Zheng Zhi.
"What the hell?"
Zheng Zhi raised his eyebrows, feeling cold and cold all over his body.
The cold air of the Nine Nethers permeates the zero-degree air, freezing to death all poisonous insects in an instant.
Not far away, the young man looked stunned.
This poisonous insect is his trump card. If he is caught off guard, even a strong Kongyou who has cultivated the Six Paths of Nether Power will die instantly.
But the cold...
While the young man was astonished, Zheng Zhi, whose figure was like lightning, was already heading towards him to kill him.
To capture the thief, capture the king first!
However, the young man had long seen through Zheng Zhi's intention, sneered, and retreated violently.
When he reappeared, he was already on the eaves hundreds of meters away from Zheng Zhi.
The sword failed, and Zheng Zhi's face turned completely ugly.
Because he was trapped in a tight siege.
Tens of thousands of zombies have surrounded him, their terrifying eyes fixed on Zheng Zhi.
The young man smiled and said: "It's a good idea, but unfortunately, it's still too young."
"Don't worry, I won't leave. I will watch you being cut into pieces with my own eyes to relieve the hatred in my heart."
Zheng Zhi remained silent, holding the sword with more force.
He has the confidence to fight his way out.
But what happens next?
There is also a venomous snake watching eagerly outside.
Desperate situation!
However, the zombies didn't give him much time to think.
In the blink of an eye, many zombies were approaching, only a few meters away from Zheng Zhi.
"kill!"
After all, he was a man who had experienced killings. Zheng Zhi did not hesitate and waved the Judgment Sword.
The sword shines like snow and is as dazzling as diamonds.
Cold light flashed across the sword body, and the black blood stained before spattered a circle of blood.
Looking at the sword body again, it is bright red with blood.
The Judgment Sword passed through, and many zombies fell to the ground with their heads.
Jiuyou's true intention was released, and circles of cold air spread, killing the flying poisonous insects.
However, more zombies are still approaching Zheng Zhi.
"Tear!"
A sharp claw, like a cold knife, grabbed Zheng Zhi's arm.
Blood splattered, and the protective ice layer could not stop the power of the claw blade.
Although these zombies only have true mystical strength, their claws and claws are extremely sharp and can hurt Kongyou.
The sharp claws pierced the flesh, and the bright red blood was actually stained with a trace of dark green gas.
"poisonous?"
Zheng Zhi's expression changed drastically.
A burning tingling sensation came.
Zheng Zhi quickly circulated the mysterious energy before draining it out.
"What a weird mysterious energy, can it restrain corpse poison?"
Seeing this scene, the young man's face turned ugly.
But immediately, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Even if you have the ability to reach heaven, you will definitely die today."
"kill!"
Zheng Zhi was killing more and more fiercely, and his eyes were filled with madness.
"My profound energy is consumed a lot. If this continues, I will definitely die."
After killing for a long time, Zheng Zhi was panting.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
His whole body was stained with blood, and there were as many as ten wounds on his body, mostly scratches from claws and teeth.
And around them, there were many corpses lying in random directions, as many as thousands.
Looking at the zombies that were still as dense as ants around him, Zheng Zhi felt deeply powerless.
The profound energy in his body has been consumed by nearly 60%.
He glanced at the proud young corpse cultivator in the distance with a gloomy expression.
Unless you can attack from a distance, you can't hurt the opponent at all.
"Wait, long-range attack?"
Zheng Zhi suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up.
He glanced at the Judgment Sword in his hand and seemed to realize something.
The eyes slowly closed.
quiet!
Zheng Zhi's heart became quiet at this moment.
The harsh roars of zombies around him were directly blocked by his ears.
"Shut your eyes and wait to die?"
The young man watched quietly, with an expression as if he had everything under control.
However, just when he was proud, something unexpected happened.
His pupils shrank sharply, and a strong sense of crisis hit his nerves.
All the naked eye could see was a flash of white light, and then blood splattered.
"How can this be?"
The young man's face was full of astonishment.
When he looked down, he saw that his arms had been broken, neatly cut, and blood was gushing out.
That white light is a sword.
But it was too fast for him to see clearly with his naked eyes, let alone dodge.
"Royal!"
Zheng Zhi opened his eyes, and there was another white light, and a sword was inserted into the young man's abdomen.
"Successful."
Seeing the young man's miserable condition, Zheng Zhi was overjoyed.
Looking at his hand again, it was empty, the Judgment Sword was gone.
Flying sword!
At the critical moment, he understood the splash.
Use Qi to control the sword, and use soul to control it.
This was just a try, but he didn't know he could really succeed.
The young man was seriously injured and fell from the eaves.
As he was seriously injured, all the zombies lost central control and stood completely still.
The poisonous insects that controlled the zombies also died one after another at this moment, turning into drops of viscous liquid...
Zheng Zhi grinned and appeared in front of the young man in a flash.
He grasped the Judgment Sword again and drew it with all his strength.
Screams rang out and blood splattered.
And the sharp sword edge was already touching the young man's eyebrows.
It only takes a slight movement to kill it.
"Use Qi to control the sword, swordsman!"
The young man stared at Zheng Zhi with a look of reluctance.
Reluctance is mixed with fear.
Only a swordsman can control a sword with Qi.
As for the swordsmen, if you look at Mo Country, there are only a few hundred in number.
These swordsmen are all close to middle age. It is unheard of for such young swordsmen to be so young.
Zheng Zhi smiled slightly and did not explain.
He is not a swordsman. He is able to control the sword with Qi and relies entirely on the sword spirit.
Soldiers with spirits are called spiritual soldiers, and quasi-spiritual soldiers only have residual spirits.
The Judgment Sword in his hand is an acquired spiritual weapon, including a sound sword spirit.
And he just communicates with the sword spirit and controls it with Qi.
"I ask a question and you answer a question. If you don't tell me, you will die!"
Zheng Zhi didn't talk nonsense. With a slight movement of his hand, the sword advanced a millimeter, and the young man's eyebrows bled.
"You think I'll give in?"
The young man sneered.
It seems that he is such an evil cultivator and has killed so many people that he is no longer afraid of death.
"I'll let you tell me."
Zheng Zhi was not angry, but smiled.
It's just that in the eyes of the young man, this smile is like a ghost from the Nine Netherworld, making people shudder.
However, before he could say anything more, his body suddenly trembled violently.
Zheng Zhi slapped his chest with his palm, injecting cold air into him and making his chest turn white.
The cold air entered the body, the young man's face was distorted, and he was in great pain.
"This hurts, I..."
The young man looked ferocious, and before he could finish speaking, he heard a "bang" sound of shattering resounding from his body.
A meridian was directly broken.
The pain of broken veins turned his harsh words into screams.
"boom!"
Another meridian was broken.
Zheng Zhi's smile grew wider, and he was about to continue injecting cold air into his face.
However, the young man begged loudly for mercy: "Stop, stop, I said..."