Zhehua glared angrily at Dizang Temple Yiruan, and roared: "Three witch servants, dare to challenge me, Jiuyou Dao?"
The handsome and charming Dizangji Yiruan smiled charmingly and said softly: "Kill them all. Who knew it was my Dizangji clan who did it?"
With a flash of the naginata, the cold light tore through the air and pierced Zouhua's heart. Jizoji Yiruan shouted: "Thank you for killing my unworthy dead ghost father, so that I can control the Jizoji clan!"
This naginata has extremely weird properties. Its sword light is so fast that Yuehua has no time to react.
The zombie's ferocious nature was aroused, and Zhehua glared with scarlet eyes and roared: "Are you desperate? Am I afraid of you? The worst I can do is die again!"
His upper body turned slightly to the left, and Zhenhua allowed the naginata to sink deeply into his chest. He screamed strangely and ran forward. His body slid forward rapidly along the sword shaft, and he rushed to the stunned place in just two or three steps.
In front of Dizang Temple Yiru'an. With a wild laugh, Zhehua punched Dizang Temple Yiru'an in the chest with seemingly all his strength.
Jizoji Ijoan was so frightened that he let go of his naginata. He pulled out two light green dachi swords from his kimono's sleeves and struck at Yuehua's fist with all his strength.
The fist was retracted lightly, and the two rounds of sword light almost wiped the cold hair on the fist. In the horrified and puzzled eyes of Jizang Temple Yiru'an, Zhehua's body fell backward lightly - he did
He performed an extremely standard movement of hanging a football upside down from the golden hook! The toe of his boot inlaid with alloy sharp horns hung fiercely on a certain part of Yiru'an in Dizang Temple.
There was a crisp sound of 'pop', and an ambiguous ball of flesh spurted out with a rain of blood. Jizo Temple's pale pink kimono robe with cherry blossoms sprinkled with cherry blossoms was covered with blood stains, just like a stunningly beautiful woman vomited on a peach blossom fan
That hard work!
A scream like a widowed lone wolf came from the mouth of Jizangji Yiruan. He howled at the top of his lungs. He instinctively grabbed the handle of the naginata with both hands, fiercely swung the long knife towards the sky, and turned around.
He dragged the long knife and fled in panic.
This pick and flick seemed simple, but Zhen Hua had great fun. From his chest to his right shoulder, his body was split into a gap more than a foot long, and two pieces of light red lungs floated out from the gap.
There was no blood at all in the wound, only a large amount of thick black gas kept spurting out. Zhehua screamed in pain, and he did not dare to chase Jiru'an of Dizang Temple, so he turned around and ran away.
While running, he opened the broken wound on his shoulder and carefully stuffed the lungs hanging outside his body back into his body.
"Oh my god, it's a good thing I'm a zombie. If I were a normal person, wouldn't I be dead?" Zhehua muttered as he ran wildly.
But in the blink of an eye, he shouted again: "Oh, I am already dead, why should I be afraid of death?"
He turned around in a circle and waved his right arm vigorously. He found that his wound had begun to heal rapidly, and he excitedly turned around and faced the ninja from the Jizoji family.
There are still nearly 300 remaining special agents of the Secret Service. They wisely followed behind Zhehua and formed a multi-circle formation with extremely strong defense. They relied on the powerful freeze ray cannons in their hands and the swarming ground troops.
The Kurodera family ninjas fought together.
Zhehua was in front, occupying the exit of a small valley no more than twenty meters wide, and withstood the ninja's crazy attack.
The special warriors gathered a hundred meters behind Zhehua, and the dense freezing rays were continuously activated. The large group of ninjas were frozen into white ice blocks and stood frozen on the spot. These frozen ninjas hindered the impact of their companions behind them, causing Zhehua to be seriously injured.
The pressure is getting lighter.
The warship battle in the sky has come to an end. The incoming warships fled with billowing smoke. Only less than 30% of their warships escaped. The ninja army on the ground saw the fleet fleeing and they immediately dispersed.
It was like a rat that had been splashed with boiling water and escaped without a trace in the blink of an eye. Zhihua didn't notice, but only punched the slowest ninja to death, and the others didn't even get a hair!
In the cave, by the lava lake, the Red Feather Witch King raised the red vine cane in his right hand and lightly caught the thirty-six lightning bolts one by one. With a wave of his hand, a cloud of yin fire burned from the feet of the nine big men beside Gu Xiechen.
Together with Xin Jia and Zhao Yi, they incinerated most of their bodies, causing them to turn into purple light and escape back into Gu Xiechen's body.
"Be bold!"
The Red Feather Witch King angrily scolded. He saw from Gu Xiechen's eyes that Gu Xiechen had no intention of surrendering to him. He immediately raised his right hand and threw a jade talisman carved from red jade with shaking hands.
The red light penetrated the rock wall at the top of the cave and flew to who knows where. He smiled ferociously at Gu Xiechen and said: "Okay, okay, okay, if you don't drink a toast, you will have to drink a fine wine. Today, I will let you know what regret is!"
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The red light emitted was a signal that a fleet suddenly descended from space to attack the Secret Service fleet. After receiving this signal, Dizang Temple Yiruan led the Dizang Temple clan to attack Yuehua.
A big hand made of lava with a radius of several feet flew up from the lava lake and grabbed Gu Xiechen with a billowing heat wave. The Red Feather Witch King said with a cruel smile: "Boy, wait until I kill all the subordinates you brought this time.
, and I’ll start arguing with you again!”
Big hands made of magma instantly surrounded Gu Xiechen, causing heat waves to spread all over the place, and green smoke rising from his hair.
Gu Xiechen silently raised his energy, and expanded his right claw to about a foot in radius. In the astonished gaze of the Red Feather Witch King, a Snow Soul Divine Claw struck hard at the big lava hand that was very close at hand.
There was a loud "chila" sound, and a piece of lava with a radius of several meters was frozen by the cold air. A heavy blow knocked the frozen piece of lava away nearly a hundred meters away, and hit the Red Feather Witch King in the chest.
The Red Feather Witch King snorted disdainfully, and with a little cane in his hand, the condensed lava boulder immediately turned into fly ash. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his big hand made of lava immediately wrapped around Gu Xiechen.
‘Chichi’, thick cold air erupted from Gu Xiechen’s body. The lava and cold air collided, splashing a large amount of water vapor.
Gu Xiechen knelt down on one knee and held the giant lava palm pressing down from his head with both claws. His whole body was shaking as if he was overwhelmed.
The Red Feather Witch King smiled proudly, his eyes were as cold as lightning, he stared at Gu Xiechen and smiled: "Agree to my terms, and I promise you a bright future. What if you don't agree?
.I have no choice but to destroy you and find out what I want from you!"
Gu Xiechen took a deep breath and roared angrily: "Old guy, you rely on your cultivation to bully me, what kind of hero do you think you are? You can ask me to agree to those bastard conditions of yours. You let me beat you with all my strength."
If you don't die if I can beat you with nine punches, I will obediently accept you as my teacher!"
"Nine fists?" The Red Feather Witch King hesitated.
Nine fists, in exchange for all the treasures Gu Xiechen got from the Heaven Star.
Nine Fists, replaced by Gu Xiechen, the Secret Service Director with real power in the federation.
Nine Fists, for a disciple who was accepted as a disciple by the Corpse Emperor!
The three great witch kings of the Three Witch Sect want Gu Xiechen to break away from home and teach, but their real intention is to make Gu Xiechen an undercover agent in Jiuyou Dao!
As long as you insist on eating Gu Xiechen's Nine Fists, you can get these things!
The Red Feather Witch King's eyes flickered for a while, and he sneered: "Okay, I'll follow you!"
With a wave of his big hand, a red light invisible to the naked eye covered his whole body. The Red Feather Witch King dispersed the giant lava palm and flew directly in front of Gu Xiechen. He sneered arrogantly and conceitedly: "Let's see how you do the nine punches.
Kill me!" He put his hands behind his back and formed a strange seal on his hands, ready for any contingency.
If Gu Xiechen shows signs of using magic weapons, the Red Feather Witch King will definitely kill Gu Xiechen as soon as possible!
Slowly standing up, looking at the red-feathered Witch King who was on full alert, Gu Xiechen punched out hard.
The physical strength exploded to fifty tons, and the true energy exploded to less than 10%. The punch was heavy and sharp, but it was blocked by a ray of red light before the Red Feather Witch King even got close.
Gu Xiechen shouted in surprise: "Is this called taking my nine punches by force? Using magic weapons and spells to protect the body, what kind of skill is this?"
The Red Feather Witch King blushed, and he asked, "How do I know..."
Not allowing the Red Feather Witch King to speak, Gu Xiechen had already raised his right hand and swore: "I, Gu Xiechen, swear to God, if it is said to be nine fists, it is nine fists. If I use a magic weapon or auxiliary object, let me
If the sky is struck by lightning, you will die a good death!"
The Red Feather Witch King was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Okay, I believe in you!"
With a wave of his hand, a red light flashed on his body, and the Red Feather Witch King laughed wildly and said: "I have already removed the protective magic weapon, and now it is your turn to take action! The punch just now is not counted, you still have..."
This time, the Red Feather Witch King still didn't let him finish his words. Gu Xiechen concentrated all his strength, covered his right palm with a three-inch thick white Taiyin Xuanyan, and punched the Red Feather Witch as fast as he could.
On the king's lower abdomen, the biting cold air enveloped the Red Feather Witch King almost instantly. He shouted in horror: "What the hell is this?" In the blink of an eye, he laughed proudly again: "Junior, I know this.
You won’t obey me, hahaha, what kind of magic weapon is this?”
A ball of red light was about to erupt from the body of the Red Feather Witch King. Taiyin Xuanyan had already burned through the lower abdomen of the Red Feather Witch King. The red light in his body could only last for less than a finger in the Taiyin Xuanyan.
It turned into a ball of viscous cold liquid. Taiyin Xuanyan circulated all over the Red Feather Witch King at lightning speed, and white ice flames spurted out from every pore of the Red Feather Witch King's body.
A hazy figure emerged from the body of the Red Feather Witch King. This was his soul that he had successfully cultivated. With an angry scream, the Red Feather Witch King was about to escape from his soul when a ball of white ice flame appeared out of nowhere.
Erupting from the depths of his soul, the pure Taiyin Xuanyan enveloped the Red Feather Witch King's body and his soul, burning quietly and magnificently.
The physical body was broken down into the tiniest atoms, and the soul was broken down into tiny energy particles, and finally condensed into a ball of fist-sized pure soul source energy.
The purple blast shot out from between Gu Xiechen's eyebrows, plundering this nearly transparent and colorless soul source energy into the Purple Mansion of the Sea of Consciousness.
There was a loud noise in the sea of consciousness, and Gu Xiechen's soul frantically devoured the soul source, which was a thousand times more powerful than itself but had lost all intelligence.
Severe pain enveloped the whole body, and every cell in the body was twitching crazily. The severe pain from the origin of the soul made Gu Xiechen scream at the top of his lungs.
Out of instinct, he poured out nearly 10,000 cubic meters of Zakla energy crystals from the Little Universe bag and lay down on them.
Countless rays of purple energy rushed out of his body, slowly covering the hill-like energy crystals.
