Seeing Li Xuangang and Zheng Da getting closer and closer, Han Sheng, who was already bruised and bruised, suddenly raised his lowered head and stared at the two malicious figures with his scarlet eyes.
He stood up unsteadily and said with some self-deprecation:
"You family monks always think that you are superior to others!"
The broken body raised its fist, and the next moment the zombie figure flew out.
"Killing and being killed have been commonplace since I was a child, but is there anything right or wrong?"
With another punch, Li Xuangang also flew out, but after all, he was much stronger than Zheng Da, so he stopped firmly in mid-air.
"I don't think so!"
Han Sheng suddenly burst into laughter and shouted, veins popped up on his black body, and a sinister aura gathered on him.
Like a meteor falling, like a mountain toppling, Han Sheng swooped down and directly knocked Li Xuangang into a dense forest behind him.
Countless towering old trees were knocked down, and finally stopped at the foot of a hill.
A large cloud of gray smoke came out from there.
Zheng Da climbed up from the ground tremblingly, and without hesitation, he raised the warhammer in his hand and rushed into the smoke where Li Xuangang was.
This change happened almost instantly. At this time, Li Xuanyuan recovered some spiritual power. He struggled to stand up, took out the second-level middle-grade bow again, and concentrated his last spiritual power on it.
My eyes were fixed on the smoke over there.
If Han Sheng is the last one to come out, he will deliver the final blow.
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Zombie Guard is a wonderful existence. He was refined with Li Xuangang's spiritual consciousness, but he has his own independent consciousness.
He was born with a sense of dependence on Li Xuangang. This feeling was very strange and in an inexplicable state.
Zheng Da, who rushed into the smoke, immediately felt two auras that were much stronger than his own. He did not roar or be violent, but calmly mobilized the power in his body to run the Mountain Transformation Art that Li Xuangang had previously ordered him to practice. Then.
, he walked resolutely towards the entrance of a deep cave at the foot of the mountain.
Viewed from the back, it can be seen that the stiff left chest has been penetrated. After all, he only has the eighth level of Qi refining. He was hit head-on by a physically powerful Foundation-building monk. The damage he received was already very serious.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that his corpse-refining body was different from that of a normal human monk, he would definitely have lost the slightest breath at this time.
The sound of fierce fighting came from the cave, and Li Xuanyuan slowly moved his body. He saw with his own eyes the Ninth Brother's refined corpse rushing in. He thought that Ninth Brother should be in good condition, at least he still had extra strength to control the refined corpse.
But what he didn't know was that Zhengda had his own consciousness, and he didn't need Li Xuangang's control.
Not long after Zhengda rushed into the cave, the sound of fighting inside became more intense, and one could even make out the dull sound of fists hitting flesh.
Just when Li Xuanyuan slowly extended his spiritual consciousness, a tattered body was thrown out from inside, drawing a desolate arc in the air.
It was a stiff body. At this moment, his limbs were in an unnatural twist, the right cheek was even sunken, and there were three holes of different sizes in his chest.
"Bang!"
His stiff body lay on his back on the ground, his consciousness almost dissipated.
Staring at the sky blankly, night had already enveloped me from the other side of the sky.
He struggled to stand up again and again, but failed every time. Finally, he turned over and slowly moved his body using his shoulders and knees alternately.
The smoke dispersed, and Han Sheng, who was swaying as if he was about to fall down next moment, came out. He was the last person standing.
Although his spiritual power could no longer maintain the body shape of the giant ape, he returned to his original appearance.
His right hand was still holding a leg, and Li Xuangang, who was beyond recognition behind him, was being dragged by him. The latter's body rubbed against the ground, making a "puff, plop, plop" sound, and a long blood trail appeared on the ground as he passed.
Li Xuanyuan did not hesitate, looked calm, and used his remaining strength to deliver the final blow.
"Puff puff!"
The three arrows passed through Han Sheng's body smoothly. The latter just turned slightly to the side and avoided the vital points, allowing the three arrows to pass through his shoulders, chest and abdomen.
Three arrows penetrated Han Sheng, and the blood they brought was sprinkled in the air, and some of the blood dropped on Li Xuangang's face.
His eyes moved slightly, but in the end he couldn't open them.
Han Sheng lowered his head and looked at the three blood holes on his body, and suddenly looked at Li Xuanyuan not far away with a sinister smile.
"This time, you lose!"
Along with these words, Li Xuangang's flying body came out. Han Sheng directly threw him towards Li Xuanyuan.
Then, he reached out and made a move, and a blood-red second-level long sword appeared in his hand. He himself followed Li Xuangang who was flying in the air, and slashed at Li Xuangang's body and Li Xuanyuan who rushed over to pick him up.
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Before the blood-red sword energy arrived, Li Xuanyuan hugged Li Xuangang's broken body, but he had no time to dodge Han Sheng's attack.
"Hey! This is family!"
Han Sheng let out a sneer, but his sword energy did not slow down at all. It was resolute and powerful.
At this critical moment, Li Xuanyuan only had time to activate his body-protecting Qi to protect himself and his ninth brother Li Xuangang.
But he also knew that his body-protecting aura could not block the opponent's attack.
He didn't expect Han Sheng to have such strong combat power.
Just when the blood-red sword energy was about to cut Li Xuangang in half, Zheng Da, who had been moving towards them on his shoulders and knees, suddenly jumped up and blocked Han Sheng's attack with his body.
This attack.
The blow was so powerful that his stiff body could not withstand it. His shoulder bones were shattered, followed by his sternum, pelvis, and spine.
When everything was over, a terrifying diagonal wound appeared on the stiff chest and abdomen. It spread from the right shoulder to the lower back.
His body was similar to human flesh and blood, but there was no blood splattering.
He fell heavily to the ground, and he could no longer feel the pain. And the little consciousness he had left was no longer enough for him to feel the existence of his body.
Li Xuanyuan took advantage of Zhengda's opportunity to help them block the blow and quickly stepped back.
Han Sheng had no idea that Li Xuangang's refined corpse could do such a thing. He thought it was Li Xuangang who was controlling it.
Although he didn't believe it in his heart, he still decided to end the battle as soon as possible because he was at the end of his rope. He could no longer lift the spiritual sword in his hand!
After struggling to catch up with Li Xuanyuan who was dragging Li Xuangang, Han Sheng raised his fist.
At this moment, there are no various spiritual power-consuming spells belonging to monks in the foundation-building stage, nor are there any high-level magic weapons. There are only direct collisions between bodies.
Just when Han Sheng's fist was about to fall, a black spear appeared in Li Xuangang's hand.
A fierce and cruel aura appeared within three inches of the black spear, and Han Sheng suddenly felt panicked.
But he could no longer take back his fist.
Li Xuangang stood up from Li Xuanyuan's arms with a black spear in one hand, and then bumped into Han Sheng who was running towards him.
The night has not completely enveloped this land, and the remaining sunset glow still hangs stubbornly on the horizon, refusing to leave.
"There is nothing right or wrong in what you did, but I need to give an explanation to my tribe."
Han Sheng's fist penetrated Li Xuangang's lower abdomen and almost shattered his Dantian.
Countless scarlet blood flowed messily from Li Xuangang's body, as if there was no end to it.
Li Xuangang's black-pointed spear passed straight through Han Sheng's jaw and came out from the back of his head.
The scene was frozen, and Li Xuangang became the final winner.
He let go of the black demon spear, and Han Sheng's body simply fell backwards. After twitching several times on the ground, he completely lost his breath.
Li Xuanyuan struggled to get up and wanted to come over to check on Li Xuangang's condition. But the latter waved his hand and declined him.
Then, Li Xuangang pulled out the black evil-pointed spear and stumbled towards the stiff and broken body.
Although the Zombie Guard's independent consciousness had been described before in the Nine Corpses Return to Yuan Jue, Li Xuangang actually regarded it as a special kind of corpse refining, but this battle made him change his view.
When he was dragged away by his thirteenth brother Li Xuanyuan, he was on the verge of collapse, but at the last moment, he suddenly felt a special power injected into his body.
This power seemed to belong to him. Although it was not very powerful, it was very kind and contained various complex emotions.
It wasn't until Li Xuangang regained consciousness that he realized that the power belonged to the dying Zheng Da.
Walking to Zheng Da's side, Li Xuangang knelt down on one knee and picked up his broken body with trembling hands.
A strange emotion began to spread in the deepest part of my heart until it could no longer be suppressed.
Some people say that the eyes are the worst thing to deceive, because they cannot hide your truest emotions.
The sunset on the horizon disappeared, and night finally fell.
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Five days later, a jade tube recording the third-level elixir recipe appeared on the top of Taiqiu Mountain.
Li Changqing took it from Li Xuanyuan's hand, with no expression on his face.