"Ouch~ow~~" A series of shrill howls came along with the sound of sinister laughter, followed by a rumble, which came from far to near in the blink of an eye.
The black-armored warriors panicked and felt the ferocious auras approaching. Ling'er was also frightened and turned pale.
The next moment, everyone saw humanoid monsters covered in black energy rushing into the formation like lightning from the surrounding dense forest.
"Zombie?!" Ling'er was trembling with fear.
Those black-armored warriors were also a little panicked when faced with humanoid monsters with brutal and powerful auras!
Ten tall zombies with ferocious faces, both eyes full of blood holes, and a layer of sharp silver hair growing all over their bodies. Waves of corpse aura came from their bodies, which was disgusting to hear.
Just when everyone was frightened, ten silver corpses, shaped like the wind, like ten demon kings, pounced on nearly a hundred black-armored martial kings.
"Kill!" Not to be outdone, the black-armored guards took out their soldiers and started fighting the ten zombies.
One of the black-armored guards, who was at the sixth level of the Martial King Realm, shouted angrily, holding a knife in both hands, and slashed it down. It immediately turned into a violent shadow of the knife and struck at the zombies that were rushing towards him.
"Bang" and "bang" several times.
The sword struck the zombie's head in an instant, but it was like cutting on cold iron. It only made a few shallow marks, and cut off a few silver strands, but it was not serious at all.
Instead, the silver-haired zombie stretched out his arms and hugged him fiercely, hugging him tightly in his arms.
"Ah!!" The King Wu screamed in agony, and was torn into pieces by the zombie's ten sharp, knife-like fingers, sprinkling a shower of blood.
"Ah!!" "Ah!!" "Ah!!!"
One after another, shrill screams rang out from all over the formation.
None of these black-armored warrior kings were any match for these ten zombies. Once they collided, their bodies were torn apart one after another.
Each and every black-armored military guard suddenly let out a gasp of air, and the whole place fell into silence.
Ling'er huddled in a corner of the formation and couldn't help but screamed in fright at the tragic scene in front of her.
In the blink of an eye, blood flowed into a river, and the broken limbs were scattered on the ground. It was so horrific that all the guards of the King of Martial Arts retreated quickly, terrified.
‘Roar~~~~’
Ten silver corpses stood upright among the corpse fragments on the ground, like kings, looking up to the sky and letting out a long howl, with fierce gleams in their eyes.
It is simply unimaginable that in just one encounter, more than twenty Martial Kings were torn into pieces alive by them.
Uncle He, who had the cultivation level of the Martial King Realm, had an ugly expression on his face, "It is actually a fourth-order Great Perfection War Corpse, equivalent to the combat power of a human being at the Great Perfection Level of the Martial King Realm!"
Uncle He's face darkened, and he swooped out, slapping one of the silver corpses with his palm.
The most terrifying thing about these war corpses is their indestructible bodies. Without the cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm, it is impossible to cause damage to them!
"Jiejie, old guy, do you think I will let you hurt my baby? Your opponent is me." The sinister laughter sounded again.
'Whoosh!' A sharp arrow set off an astonishing shriek. It was about to cut through the sky from the dense forest, and instantly rushed straight to the flying body of Uncle Ho. The position it locked was exactly on Uncle Ho's head. The powerful
The energy of arrows carries a sharp sound that disturbs people's minds.
Before it hit, Uncle He felt the sting on his eyebrows. He was shocked, knowing how terrible this arrow was.
With a wave of his hand, he clapped several palms in succession, and a series of cyan palm prints were made. At this moment, Uncle He opened his mouth and spat out his soldiers, and a small cyan seal was blocked in front of him.
‘Bang! Bang! Bang!’ The palm prints condensed by the Martial Emperor Realm cultivation were all pierced by the sharp arrow and shattered.
With a "boom", Uncle He spurted out blood and saw with his own eyes that his soldier's green seal was shattered by the sharp arrow. The speed of the sharp arrow with the dusty air slowed down, but it still came in an instant.
Uncle He roared angrily, with a slightly ferocious look on his face. He grabbed the arrow that was shot in front of him with both hands.
Immediately, his body was thrown upside down by the impact of the sharp arrow. With a bang, his back hit hard against the light screen of the formation. Fortunately, the arrow also lost all energy at this moment and shattered into pieces.
Come, turn into wisps of gray air and dissipate into nothingness.
"Hey, did you catch it? Then you can try to catch another arrow from me." The voice of sinister laughter sounded again, and a figure in gray robe walked out of the dense forest.
He was a young man, in his twenties, with a thin and pale face, an evil smile, gray hair, and a simple gray bow in his hand. There were patterns of birds and animals on the bow, exuding a powerful aura of violence.
The young man in gray robe walked into the formation step by step, smiled again, and pointed his bow at Uncle He.
"You only know how to kill a soul with one arrow, the hunter of the Underworld Hunting Hall!?" Uncle He's eyes suddenly shrank and he exclaimed in shock.
"Hehe, you actually recognized me, then you are all going to die today." Fang Zhimiao sneered, and on his gray bow, a dusty light arrow formed again.
Uncle He felt nervous.
Ling'er's face turned pale, she was frightened, she was going to die? Was she going to die too?
‘Wow~~’ At this moment, the door curtain of the beast carriage, which had been calm before, opened, and a beautiful figure flew out, and slapped the young man in gray robe with a slender palm.
"Miss Zhao Lingying, have you finally shown up?" Fang Zhimiao smiled and faced the sudden appearance of the beautiful figure, without making any move at all.
I saw a girl wearing a purple skirt, with a charming face, but a very beautiful woman.
Her whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of purple mist, and she turned out to be a powerful young girl cultivator at the third level of the Martial Emperor Realm.
But just when her palm was about to hit Fang Zhimiao, the space beside Fang Zhimiao fluctuated, and a figure in the same gray robe appeared, and she slapped it with her palm.
‘Bang!’ There was a loud sound, and the entire formation seemed to shake.
The figure of the girl in purple skirt fluttered upside down and fell to the ground.
She frowned slightly and looked around, only to see that the man in gray robe who appeared again was a burly man.
"Who asked you to kill me?" Zhao Lingying frowned, the small hand behind her back had been cracked open, and a drop of blood dripped from it.
Fang Zhimiao chuckled and said to the burly gray-robed old man beside him, "Kui Mang, leave her to you. I believe you will like it."
Kui Mang held an exaggerated two-foot-long sword in his hand. It vibrated slightly and exuded a bloodthirsty luster. He 'licked' his lower lip with his tongue, "This time's prey is exactly what I want."
Uncle He and Zhao Lingying were shocked. Uncle He exclaimed, "He is the bloodthirsty demon of the Underworld Hunting Palace, Kui Mang!? The hunter who has killed many family hunters!?"
Phew~~!
Kui Mang smiled and then flashed out with a gust of bloody wind. His body was ferocious and fierce, and his broadsword slashed directly towards Zhao Lingying.
The terrifying cultivation level of the fourth level of the Martial King Realm shocked the martial arts cultivators of the Zhao family in the entire formation. A blood-colored sword light that was ten feet long was slashed out, intending to tear Zhao Lingying into pieces!