Jiang Yang did not retreat, but directly drew his knife and slashed at the flying corpse.
"Dang Dang Dang——"
Tang Dao hits the target.
Jiang Yang stood in the formation and used countless sword slashes and armor-piercing slashes in an instant.
Suddenly, a sound of metal colliding resounded in my ears.
Armor-piercing slashes and sword-drawing slashes are quick combos that can cause countless wounds in an instant.
But what shocked Jiang Yang was that after he used his armor-piercing slash and sword-drawing slash.
The seven corpses were not killed instantly!
"What a powerful evil thing!"
"I didn't get killed!"
Jiang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly. After a few blows, he clearly felt that the seven corpses looked like iron armor and seemed to be extremely hard.
However, although they were not killed by Jiang Yang immediately, they still suffered a considerable impact in a short period of time.
Seven corpses originally surrounded Jiang Yang, but they had been repelled at this time.
Some fell to the ground, and some let out evil howls, whether they were angered or screaming in pain.
Jiang Yang secretly said: "The old guy's sorcery is so powerful."
If it had been any other evil creature, it would have been killed by me long ago.
You know, this is almost Jiangyang's limit.
"Haha, boy, I think your strength is nothing more than this. Your sword is really powerful."
"It's more than enough to deal with ordinary evil things."
"But it's a pity that my Eight Jue Corpses are extremely hard. You can't even try to break through their defense!"
"Now, I have all the Eight Jue Corpses just short of you. Just accept your fate, kid, you can't escape!"
"The seven corpses are fused together to strike with all their strength!"
Uncle Chen's eyes suddenly focused.
The next second the words fell.
The seven corpses around him howled evilly at the same time.
Then.
In the blink of an eye, they formed a giant headless corpse that was two meters high!
The giant corpse was filled with countless black auras, as if it was shrouded in black smoke.
There was a long knife in his hand, and the cold light flashed like a raging flame, and he quickly approached Jiang Yang.
Sweat suddenly broke out on Jiang Yang's forehead.
"What the hell!"
I thought it was just a simple copy without difficulty.
Unexpectedly, in the end, a cunning and cunning monster emerged.
How the hell is this still playing?
Judging from the situation, the opponent is obviously using other evil forces to fight.
Is he a summoner?
Jiang Yang dodged very quickly, and the Tang saber suddenly struck out.
The big knife in the giant corpse's hand just collided with the Tang Dao.
"Clang!"
A hot flame flashed out.
Jiang Yang couldn't help but take two steps back.
The force on the other side is huge!
This was Jiang Yang's first feeling.
"No, if it goes on for a long time, it will exhaust your energy sooner or later."
Jiang Yang frowned slightly and dodged sideways.
He quickly jumped to the side, aimed at Uncle Chen behind the giant corpse, and struck him with a chop in the air.
There is a saying that to capture the thief, capture the king first.
The giant corpse is obviously just a puppet.
The key to victory is to capture Uncle Chen!
"cut!"
Three golden rays of light flashed.
When Uncle Chen, who was standing far away, saw this situation, he just smiled coldly.
I saw him making a strange gesture in his hand.
Then.
"Boom!"
One sound.
The three slashes of sword energy that were slashed into the air were blocked by the opponent.
"Go to hell!"
Uncle Chen was furious.
He drank fiercely and slapped his heart hard with his right hand.
Jiang Yang didn't see clearly what was going on.
In the blink of an eye, Uncle Chen's head pounced forward!
The head was hideous and terrifying, with its mouth wide open and its fangs exposed.
"Hell, is this a flying head landing?"
Jiang Yang frowned.
He immediately concentrated all his strength on his right arm, and when Feitou approached, Jiang Yang suddenly drew the knife.
Click!
The Tang Sword struck Fei's head three times in a row and was instantly turned into nothingness!
"Boy, stop resisting and just accept death!"
Uncle Chen's head smiled ferociously.
"Ba Jue Zhi, tear him to pieces!"
As Uncle Chen finished speaking, the giant corpse let out a low roar, and with an overwhelming momentum, it raised its knife and charged toward Jiang Yang.
And at the same time.
Uncle Chen's flying head also pounced forward.
"Oh shit!"
"Looks like I can't do it without a special trick."
Jiang Yang retreated continuously.
Fortunately, I still have a trump card!
Otherwise, I would really explain it here.
The old guy is really awesome.
Jiang Yang thought that relying on the three skills of Tang Dao was enough to beat the opponent.
But I never expected that the old guy didn't take it seriously at all.
While retreating at a high speed, Jiang Yang activated his thoughts.
"Big and small have no sign!"
At the critical moment of life and death, Jiang Yang had to activate this life-saving skill.
Although it consumes a lot of money, if you don't open it, you will only die!
"Dududu——"
There was a prompt immediately.
"Yin-Yang value—10,000!"
"50,000 Yin-Yang coins will be deducted! Subsequent consumption will continue every minute!"
Jiang Yang felt a pain in his body.
50,000 Yin and Yang coins are equivalent to fifty thousand yuan in the real world!
Damn it, fighting costs money.
Fortunately, the two skills of Big and Small are a bit expensive, but they are quite practical.
Jiang Yang felt that his whole body was immediately injected with some mysterious power, and his body became extremely light.
The whole person felt like he was in the clouds.
I feel like I'm about to ascend to heaven.
Behind the scenes, Uncle Chen's flying head and the giant corpse almost turned on Jiang Yang's sizeless body.
They immediately gathered around.
But the moment Uncle Chen's flying head bit Jiang Yang's neck, he was immediately repelled by a huge force.
The same was true for the giant corpse. As soon as the sword fell, it was severely knocked away.
"Rumble--"
Uncle Chen's head and giant corpse exploded immediately.
"impossible!"
Uncle Chen exclaimed.
His body exploded at the same time.
I feel like I was hurt by my own power!
"Is it a backlash?"
"This guy is not a sword spirit, but a sword cultivator?"
Uncle Chen was shocked.
Fortunately, he didn't panic and immediately returned his head to his body.
However, the giant corpse was not so lucky.
Jiang Yang's rebound damage shattered its entire chest, and one of its arms was violently broken.
Obviously he has lost his fighting ability!
"die!"
Seeing that the opponent had been defeated by him, Jiang Yang struck while the iron was hot and pointed the Tang sword in his hand at Uncle Chen.
"Clang clang clang!"
Countless rays of white light flashed, and the knife Jiang Yang pulled out was like a dense silk net.
Cutting quickly on Uncle Chen’s body!
“12345678…”
Jiang Yang couldn't count how many times he had been chopped off.
But what shocked him was that Uncle Chen in front of him was unscathed after being stabbed countless times!
Still standing upright in front of him.
""Ha ha ha ha……""
Uncle Chen smiled coldly.
"Boy, I told you that although your knife is powerful, it would be ridiculous to kill me with it."
"I'm telling you, my technique has been perfected, if it weren't for the lack of a soul."
"No matter how hard you try, you can never hurt me!"
Uncle Chen's words shocked Jiang Yang.
Really unkillable?
“Labour and management still don’t believe it!”
Jiang Yang suddenly struck Uncle Chen's chest with the knife again.
clang!
Uncle Chen's chest made a soft sound.
Jiang Yang was shocked.
He raised his knife and struck at Uncle Chen's head again.
But the result remains the same.
"Could it be that the old guy is the Thirteen Taibao who practices the golden bell and the iron cloth shirt?"
"good."
“Try it below!”
Jiang Yang's eyes focused.
The Tang knife was aimed at Uncle Chen's crotch and stabbed in!
"Young people, you must practice martial ethics!"
Uncle Chen roared in a low voice.
But Jiang Yang's movements didn't stop at all: "You're scared, aren't you?"
