Yan Beihui's fists crossed the night sky, hitting Yu Zhanzi's sword with great accuracy, and he was immediately filled with energy. The two of them couldn't help but pause, and then Yu Zhanzi lifted the roaring Bi Tao sword.
The meanings rise up one after another, like huge waves rising under the night sky. The wind of the fist breaks through the air like an explosion and hits the huge wave of sword energy. The weak body of the waiter condenses his energy and sinks.
He stood up and swung his fists rapidly, causing waves of energy to rise like ripples.
The disciples of the Cangqiong Sect could only stand aside. Even the handsome and talented Zhuo Qingchen could not intervene. He held the jade flute tightly in his hand. Although there was a look of reluctance in his eyes, he still gave up joining.
The urge to fight. The other Cang Qiong Sect disciples were even more unbearable. Their faces were pale and their lips were trembling, but they could not say a word.
Poxiao's energy came from behind. Ling Tianyun dwarfed, and a huge fist swept across his back. Then a dead body rushed towards Ling Tianyun fiercely and tried to hug Ling Tianyun. A black shadow emerged from his body.
As he passed by, Ling Tianyun's body rolled forward, and the dead body flew into the air and fell hard on the street. As soon as he put his left hand on the ground, Ling Tianyun's body quickly rose up, and he raised the sword in his hand.
He slashed at the neck of the dead body that fell to the ground.
With a "click", the sword struck the corpse's neck like a broken bamboo, and a stream of black blood with a pungent smell rushed into the sky. The corpse's head was immediately separated from the body. The head was thrown up in the air, accompanied by
With a splash of black blood, there was a "bang" sound, and the head of the corpse fell from the air. As soon as it hit the ground, it exploded into a pile of pieces. Waves of stench of death filled the air, and the corpse's body quickly
It turned into a pile of dust. A gust of night wind blew by, and the dust flew up in all directions, leaving only a pile of stark white bones on the ground.
"The life gate of the corpse is on the head." A thought flashed through Ye Yinfeng's mind. He had already seen the scene where Ling Tianyun killed the corpse puppet. He concluded that the weakness of these corpses should be on the head. Right there.
While he was thinking secretly, a corpse suddenly jumped up from the ground, then spread out its arms and rushed towards him. Another corpse quickly kicked his own back vest.
The figure flickered, and Ye Yinfeng stepped down, Qixing stepped down, and several afterimages of Ye Yinfeng were instantly left on the ground. With a "clang" sound, the iron sword in his hand let out a sword roar, and several afterimages were condensed on the ground.
Several rays of sword light stabbed at the corpse that was about to attack. There was a sound like an explosion, and a black shadow passed by Ye Yinfeng, but it was the corpse that attacked from behind that kicked him.
It was in vain, and the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand stabbed fiercely at the throat of the approaching corpse with its faint sword light.
Faster than lightning and as fast as a floating shadow, the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand flashed through the air and passed by the corpse's throat. Ye Yinfeng didn't even look at it, only to see his feet stepping on the "Seven Stars Chase"
Moon Steps moved towards another corpse. Like a gust of night wind blowing by, the sword light flashed again. The iron sword had already appeared at the throat of another corpse. The sword light spit out, leaving
Yinfeng's figure swept away again.
After Ling Tianyun killed a corpse with one strike, his body rose up again, and with a flash of sword light, the Xingze sword hit the head of another corpse with great accuracy. There was a "clang" sound, but
Instead of splitting the corpse's head as he imagined, a huge counterattack shook his arms and his feet retreated. Ling Tianyun was shocked. The corpse's life gate was not above the head.
But the dead body had already reacted. The dead body roared suddenly, and a stream of rotten death energy rushed towards Ling Tianyun, which made Ling Tianyun's brain suffocate. He hurriedly backed away, and the sword in his hand swung out several awe-inspiring rays of light.
, and then the death energy was dispersed. But the dead body had become extremely fast, and it jumped and landed in front of him. Then the dead body raised its fists and rushed towards him with a storm-like light.
Ling Tianyun.
With a slash of the knife, there was another sound like a metal collision. Ling Tianyun's eyes narrowed. He avoided the corpse's attack while observing its movements. He found that the corpse's fists would subconsciously protect his crotch. He
He immediately knew where the corpse's life gate was. He waved his sword and flew up diagonally. The sword struck hard at the corpse's arms, while his right leg quickly struck at the corpse's arms.
Kicked hard in the crotch.
Like a huge surge of power, his right foot kicked the corpse hard in the crotch. "Crack!" a creepy sound that made his hair stand on end came out. A feeling like a cracking egg came from the bottom of his heart.
, that kick was like cracking a mountain and cracking rocks, even a huge boulder would be kicked away by him. Soon, the movement of the dead body suddenly stopped. He hurriedly withdrew his right foot and kept retreating.
After retreating two feet away, the dead body suddenly fell to the ground. In a few breaths, the dead body had turned into a pile of gloomy bones.
"Yes, children can be taught." The fortune-teller Taoist priest praised Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng when he saw this, and his figure passed by a dead body that was coming towards him like the wind. His right palm turned into
The sharp knife cut across the corpse's neck, and a dull sound sounded like a knife blade piercing flesh. The corpse's movements were frozen, and then a stream of smelly black blood spattered from the neck, and the corpse
His head fell down, and his body fell to the ground with a bang.
Under the reminder of the fortune-telling Taoist priest, Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun each killed two dead bodies. In addition, the Taoist priest killed two dead bodies. At this time, there were only seven or eight dead bodies left. There was a complex look in the big eyes.
He raised his spirits and concentrated, and the rattle in his hand became more urgent. Yin Er and Yin San's expressions became very ugly when they saw this, and they waved the half flags in their hands even more urgently.
The eight corpses let out a ghost-like roar, and the corpses rolled up a rotten death aura and rushed towards Ye Yinfeng and the others. The remaining eight corpses moved more smoothly without any lag. The four corpses rushed towards
He killed the fortune-telling Taoist priest, and two corpses pounced on Ye Yinfeng and Ling Tianyun respectively. Their movements were extremely coherent, as if they were a true martial arts master, who should be a peerless master who was invulnerable.
The movements of the last eight corpses were even more violent, and there was almost no flaw in their coherent movements. If it weren't for the strong smell of death and decaying stench that emanated from their bodies, it would have been difficult to tell whether they were corpses or real people.
Martial arts. In addition to hugging, biting, punching, and boxing, these eight corpses also displayed various moves. Each move seemed to contain a huge power.
With a "clang" sound, the sword in Ling Tianyun's hand was hit hard by a dead corpse. A huge impact force surged from the sword, and he felt the tiger's mouth was like an electric shock, and the huge impact force hit him.
His body was hit hard and he took several steps back. His feet sank slightly, and he stabilized his body. The powerful impact made him feel the hand holding the knife tremble slightly, and the force of the punch was like
It was like cracking a mountain and cracking rocks, even he couldn't hit it with such huge power.
The eight corpses were like eight giant monsters, extremely powerful and agile, but it was extremely difficult to find their life gates. Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng spread their body skills and couldn't help but dodge the attacks coming towards them.
The two dead bodies, even though the weapons in their hands were extremely sharp, had no effect on the dead body. This caused the battle to reach a stalemate for a while, and no one benefited for the time being.
The fortune teller's movements were as strange as a shadow. He was surrounded by the four corpses, but he could still maintain an elegant and calm posture. He could be seen dodging left and right, avoiding the attacks of the four corpses. He seemed to
He was not in a hurry and seemed to be looking for the life gate of the four corpses. One corpse jumped up violently and blew out a black smoke-like breath from his mouth and went straight towards him, but the Taoist priest waved his sleeves.
With one roll, the black smoke suddenly dispersed.
Four dead corpses formed four horn positions, trapping him to death. They punched, kicked and hugged him, and another dead corpse crashed directly into him. The figure of the Taoist priest shook a few times among the four dead corpses.
The attack of the corpse failed, but the reaction speed of the four corpses was also fast, and they immediately changed their moves and pounced on him. The Taoist stepped down, bringing out several afterimages from the four corpses, and his sleeves also moved at the same time.
He swatted away the four dead bodies.
As the saying goes, those who are desperate are afraid of losing their lives, and those who are desperate for their lives are still afraid of losing their lives. Ling Tianyun deeply understood the true meaning of this sentence. The two corpses in front of him could not be beaten to death, nor could they be chopped to death. No, they were originally
There was no life left, which made him feel very aggrieved. Several times, the corpse's fist almost hit him. Fortunately, he hid in time, otherwise he would have been severely injured by the corpse and vomited blood. The two corpses seemed to
He doesn't have any weaknesses, even the life gate mentioned by the Taoist priest is difficult to find. His whole body is made of fine iron and is not afraid of any weapons.
Although Ye Yinfeng's figure was extremely elegant, he was secretly worried in his heart. The corpse was as hard as rock and as strong as steel, and the iron sword was still unable to hurt it even with the infusion of true energy.
The life gate mentioned by the Taoist priest did not seem to be above the head. His iron sword pierced the throats of the two corpses several times. Only a string of sporadic sparks splashed out, but the corpses were still intact.
With a "boom", a dead body punched the street hard, and rubble suddenly flew up. A large pit immediately appeared on the street. And a figure even more embarrassedly splashed out from there.
Ling Tianyun couldn't help but shake off the dust on his body. Another corpse kicked out the whirlwind god's legs like lightning and rushed toward him like a storm. He couldn't help but his face changed and he took a step forward.
With a slight tilt, he managed to escape the disaster. The violent leg force still remained on his chest, causing severe pain in his chest.
Ye Yinfeng raised his sword, and a cold sword light emerged from the iron sword. He was as light as a shadow turning into smoke, and he shuttled between the two corpses that were attacking. The sword light passed from the two corpses.
As they passed by, a string of sparks flew up, and the iron sword only scratched the black cloth on the dead body, but did not cause any damage to them at all. As soon as the dead body stopped moving, its body shape was like a cannonball fired by Ye Yinfeng.
Chase after.
The fortune teller couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the four dead bodies for a while. Ling Tianyun and Ye Yinfeng were even more difficult. The battle situation fell into a subtle stalemate. Yan Beihui and Yu Zhanzi fought inextricably and could not tell the winner.
High and low, just the few Cang Qiong Sect disciples stood aside and watched happily as if they were at a loss. It wasn't that they didn't want to join the battle, but because of their strength, they couldn't get involved at all.
To break the stalemate, the only way to break the stalemate is to break the equal strength. Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a figure cut through the night and appeared in a flash. A woman in a floral skirt, as thick as a mountain, appeared with a mallet in her hand.
In front of everyone. "Yu Zhanzi, you old bastard, while I'm not here in Huangquan Town, you colluded with the corpse refining tribe to come here to run wild and see how I beat you, old bastard to death." The shrewish woman looked angry.
With a gust of wind on his face, he arrived in front of Yu Zhanzi.
"You're a useless thing. You can't even clean up an old bastard. It's really a disgrace to the Yan family." The shrew even scolded Yan Beihui, who had been fighting so hard. And she swayed, and the mallet in her hand
He swung it up and swung it towards Yu Zhanzi, and bursts of sharp piercing sounds rushed towards Yu Zhanzi like lightning and thunderbolts.