When Zi Yuan heard Lin Tianbao's desperate cry, a flash of hesitation flashed across his cold face.
Finally, she sighed, walked to Xiao Wu's side, and carefully sensed Xiao Wu's state of mind.
Suddenly, Zi Yuan's left index finger touched Xiao Wu's eyebrow, and the Yin Qi of the Corpse King in his body was quickly transported there.
In an instant, the energy that was about to dissipate in Xiao Wu's body was filled with new energy, making her pale face look slightly better.
What's even more weird is that her weak soul is slowly solidifying under the nourishment of these corpse king's yin energy.
Lin Tianbao, the boss with his eyes wide open, was extremely shocked by Zi Yuan's methods.
"She can actually rescue my Xiao Wu? How could an ordinary zombie do this? Could it be... could she be... the red-eyed zombie king?"
Lin Tianbao did not dare to think any further. The Corpse King was a legendary existence. If Zi Yuan was the Corpse King, it would be incredible.
Because the Red-Eyed Corpse King can easily drive away the tiger-headed ghost general.
Now, Lin Tianbao looked at Zi Yuan with a look of deep awe in addition to gratitude.
"What kind of girlfriend did my brother find? The Corpse King? Is she really the legendary Corpse King?"
After swallowing, Lin Tianbao felt as if he was in a dream.
"Well, your female soul has been preserved, so there should be nothing serious. Now take it back to recuperate. If you continue to stay here, you will only get in the way."
Zi Yuan spoke to Lin Tianbao indifferently.
The only one who could make her speak with a tender voice was Lin Tianyou. Not even Lin Tianyou's family could expect to be treated with tenderness by her.
If it weren't for Lin Tianyou today, she wouldn't care about the life and death of Lin Tianbao and Xiao Wu.
"Thank you, Zi Yuan, you have to be careful, I'll go back to find reinforcements!"
Lin Tianbao picked up Xiao Wu and ran quickly towards the direction of the séance.
The psychic will have elixirs to heal heroic spirits, as well as reinforcements to deal with evil spirits.
Although he guessed that Zi Yuan was a red-eyed zombie, he still didn't dare to trust him. This was the woman of his brother Lin Tianyou, and he couldn't let her be harmed at all!
So, he almost exhausted all his strength and rushed to the séance.
The tiger-headed ghost general did not stop Lin Tianbao from leaving, because even if he did, he would be disturbed by Zi Yuan, so he allowed Lin Tianbao to leave.
"Are you a zombie? How many purple-eyed corpse tattoos do you have?"
The tiger-headed ghost asked.
Just now, Zi Yuan's palm power was able to repel his nearly 50,000 soul power, at least the purple-eyed zombie with six corpse patterns, otherwise he would not have been able to do this.
Zi Yuan did not answer, but revealed his zombie nails as sharp as daggers.
"Isn't that right? Then don't say it. The result will be the same anyway, you will be killed by me!"
Buzz!
A Yin Iron Ghost Sword was held in the hand of the tiger-headed ghost general like a magic trick. He knew that zombies were very capable of withstanding blows, so he took out the ghost sword and fought with Zi Yuan.
"Hurricane Sword!"
The faint sword light was like a sword, piercing the sky, and struck Zi Yuan's chest with a fierce and domineering force.
As soon as he takes action, the tiger-headed ghost general will not hold anything back and is about to cut out wounds on Zi Yuan's body. Only in this way can he have a chance to defeat the zombies.
When Zi Yuan saw this, he was not polite. He stretched out his claws. Under the blessing of corpse energy, these claws were like steel, and they could withstand the incoming sword light.
Sonorous!!
The collision of sword light and claw shadow was like the clash of gold and iron, sending echoes that shook the entire night.
"Such hard zombie claws!"
The tiger-headed ghost focused his gaze, and his sword with all his strength was caught so easily by the opponent. It seemed that this woman's strength should not be underestimated.
Zi Yuan's palm was hit by the sword light just now, and a shallow sword mark appeared. She frowned slightly, circulated the corpse energy, concentrated on the claws of her right hand, stepped forward, and took the initiative to rush towards the tiger-headed ghost general.
The claws containing corpse poison smacked down hard while rushing.
Feeling the claws of the cold corpse poison, the tiger-headed ghost general felt a deep crisis. Even if he was an evil ghost, he would never be able to withstand the corpse poison at the level of a purple-eyed zombie.
So, he changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands, hoping to use a stronger sword move than the hurricane sword just now to deal with Zi Yuan.
But just as his ghostly soul power was about to activate, suddenly, a powerful and invincible aura came over him.
The figure flickered, and Zi Yuan invaded his side instantly. This speed was as fast as a ghost.
The tiger-headed ghost was horrified. Before he could react, a pair of claws as white as jade had already scratched his chest heavily.
Poof!
The sound of flesh being torn apart was heard, and a ball of blood transformed from ghost energy flew out following the claws of the hands.
The tiger-headed ghost general's eyes flashed with disbelief.
This zombie woman can actually have such weird movements?
The body quickly retreats, and the tiger-headed ghost will be out of Ziyuan's attack range.
"Damn it, didn't you say that zombies fight in a rampaging manner? Why does this female zombie still have ghost and body skills?"
Looking at the wounds on his body, the tiger-headed ghost cursed bitterly.
Seeing that the attack failed, Zi Yuan could not help but secretly feel regretful. The attack just now was her strongest attack, but due to the lack of corpse energy and soul power, she could not exert her full strength. Otherwise, this little ghost general would have been killed long ago.
She waved her claws into clouds of smoke.
"Damn purple-eyed zombie, dare to hurt this ghost general, do you know whose subordinate I am? I am the strongest ghost general under the Hurricane Ghost King, and I want you to die!"
The tiger-headed ghost general shouted: "The ultimate ghost technique, the Twelve Hurricane Sword!"
After completing the ghost magic mudra with both hands, ghost swords formed by ghost energy appeared around the tiger's head.
One, two, three, until the twelfth sword ghost sword appeared, buzzing hurricane waves lingered on them, and they quickly hung in front of Hu Tou.
Every three in a row, divided into four rows, with shocking power, they rushed forward and backward, shooting towards Ziyuan.
Facing a purple-eyed zombie, the tiger-headed ghost general would not dare to prolong the battle for too long. What's more, he was already injured and had to end the battle quickly so that he could go back and replenish his ghost energy.
Facing this powerful ultimate ghost technique, Zi Yuan's expression changed, and he folded his arms together and blocked himself in front of him.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Four rounds of sword shots all landed on Zi Yuan's body, like a cannon bombing, with a shocking roar.
The four rounds of hurricane sword attacks also exploded deep pits where Zi Yuan was standing, and the asphalt road on the ground was blown out of shape.
"Haha, do you think you are the King of Corpses? If you take over my ultimate ghost technique, you will only end up in ashes!"
The tiger-headed ghost general laughed loudly, and all his attacks hit Zi Yuan. Needless to say, the final winner of this battle had already fallen on his head.