As soon as the Blood Zombie King stepped forward, he rushed towards the white-haired old man without caring about his own safety. At the same time, there was a slight change on his body. When he attacked the white-haired old man a few days ago, there was no red blood on his body, but this time
, when he rushed out, a layer of red blood filled his body.
Moreover, the originally black nails on his palms turned red at this moment.
That kind of red is extremely bright, like blood that has just flowed out. There are red threads on the red nails, running back and forth endlessly.
"Do it."
The ghost corpse shouted and rushed towards the white-haired old man quickly, but he did not grow bigger directly, but slapped the white-haired old man with his fist.
This time the Blood Zombie King's attack turned out to be even more powerful than it had been a few days ago, because when his blood-red nails touched the body-protecting light shield on the white-haired old man's body, he made a pop and turned the blue
The photomask directly opened a half-meter-long hole.
One blow pierced the opponent's protective shield, and the blood zombie quickly retreated, giving way to the ghost corpse.
The ghost corpse was also behind the Blood Zombie King, raised his fist, and smashed directly towards the body of the white-haired old man from the cracked gap just now.
"What a fierce zombie."
The white-haired old man exclaimed, and then his body seemed to move, retreating back. At the same time, the crutch in his hand stretched out flatly, and directly collided with the ghost corpse's hand.
The opponent was just holding a wooden crutch, but when it collided with the ghost corpse, the wooden crutch actually emitted a blue light. The blue light was so dazzling that it stung the ghost corpse and could not open its eyes. However,
The ghost corpse did not give in, and the force on its fists became even stronger.
Click....
There was only a click sound, and at this moment, the white-haired old man's wooden crutch was punched to pieces by the ghost corpse.
At this time, not only Xiao Yu was stunned on the spot, but even the white-haired old man and several people from Xuanwu also stayed there instantly.
Just before the white-haired old man could react, the blood-zombie king behind the ghost corpse came to the ghost corpse again. His fingers were like sharp knives, waving them constantly, cutting off the blue blood on the white-haired old man's body.
The color mask directly cut into nothingness.
At this moment, the white-haired old man's expression finally became serious.
At this moment, black spears suddenly appeared above his head.
The spear was about ten meters long. With a roar, it flew down from the sky and rushed straight towards the back of the white-haired old man.
The sudden attack caused the white-haired old man's complexion to change drastically. He suddenly turned around and punched into the air.
Only a bang was heard.
The spear that Wu Xuan shot down was actually punched by the white-haired old man and was directly smashed into nothingness. Then it turned into countless ghostly auras and dissipated in the sky again.
"Old man, go to hell."
The Blood-Zombified King made an almost roaring sound from his mouth, and then his body suddenly relaxed, and the rich red blood light on his body turned into red threads and began to wrap around the white-haired old man.
Seeing this scene, the white-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and at the same time he waved his hand, and a cattail leaf fan appeared in his hand again.
He waved forward gently, and a strong blue spiritual energy flew out, directly wrapping around the red threads of the Blood Zombie King, but those red threads were actually extremely corrosive!
When the red silk thread collided with the blue aura, it made a puffing sound, and bursts of white smoke came out for a while. The blue aura of the white-haired old man was completely corroded by the red thread of the Blood Zombie King.
All.
"Haha, you have no chance."
Behind the Blood Zombie King, the ghost corpse also rushed towards him again. At this moment, he transformed, and his body instantly became ten meters in size. Then he waved his palm like a cattail leaf fan and shot it directly from the sky, as if to remove the white hair.
The old man slammed into the ground.
Seeing such a scene, the white-haired old man finally lost his composure. He jumped directly into the air, swung out the cattail leaf fan in his hand, and collided with the fallen palm of the ghost corpse.
At this time, the ghost corpse's hand was directly bounced away by the opponent, and the white-haired old man floated directly to the ghost corpse's head, and grabbed the ghost corpse's head.
"Brother Chen, get out of the way."
At the critical moment, Xiao Yu shouted loudly.
Hearing this sound, the ghost corpse's body shrank rapidly like a deflated ball.
Then, a red rocket flew out from the ground and shot towards the white-haired old man.
The coordination of the few people was perfect, one attack after another, leaving the white-haired old man no chance to breathe, and the red rocket flying up was Xiao Yu's way of using the Talisman Fire Sword to attack the opponent.
The white-haired old man originally wanted to deal with the ghost corpse, but when his body rushed out, the ghost corpse suddenly shrank, and what greeted him were two red rockets, which made him secretly shocked.
However, it did not avoid it. Instead, it stretched out its hand and grabbed the two flying red rockets in its hand. Then with a slight force on its hand, the two rockets instantly turned into nothingness.
Xiao Yu's attack was broken in one fell swoop. The white-haired old man's strength remained unabated. The cattail leaf fan in his hand seemed to be indestructible and fell towards the ghost corpse again.
But at this moment, densely packed butterflies suddenly descended from the sky, directly blocking the white-haired old man's sight, causing a great visual obstacle to him.
Although the old man has a higher level of cultivation than Cai Die, Cai Die is still able to create a little confusing illusion due to the large number of butterflies.
At this moment, the white-haired old man could not sense the existence of ghost corpses. He only saw overwhelming butterflies, covering the ground with a thick layer. The ghost corpses, the blood zombie king, and the people all disappeared in an instant.
"What a butterfly demon, two zombies, and a handsome ghost. You all cooperated so seamlessly that I can't even find any flaws. It's really great."
After several attempts, the ghost corpse and others were not found, and the white-haired old man couldn't help laughing.
Just after his laughter died down, he suddenly waved the cattail leaf fan in his hand, and the blue light flew out and fell directly into the group of butterflies. It was like a stone dropped into the lake, causing ripples in circles.
, and those butterflies also disappeared directly at this moment.
The moment the butterfly disappeared, three more rockets roared in and flew out next to the white-haired old man's body.
After Xiao Yu's three rockets, Wu Xuan in the sky suddenly waved his hand, and a huge palm grabbed towards the white-haired old man.
No matter how powerful the white-haired old man is, he can't beat four hands with two fists. What's more, Xiao Yu and the others are not two people now, but five people.
The white-haired old man smashed the colorful butterfly's butterfly in one fell swoop and dodged the rocket. Before he could continue to fall downwards, he suddenly felt a vibration in the space around his body, and then a huge hand appeared above his head and grabbed him.
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The white-haired old man still attached great importance to the attack of a ghostly handsome man, so he did not dare to take it too seriously. He turned around and slapped his hand upwards.
The seemingly small palm of the white-haired old man collided with Wu Xuan's palm violently after being slapped. At this time, the white-haired old man stood there without moving, but Wu Xuan's palm was
It collapsed directly, and he even retreated two to three meters.
