Murong Ziyun was the first to jump down from the big locust tree, fell into the group of walking corpses, and rushed straight in the direction of the Drought Demon. Those terrifying-looking rotting corpses immediately swarmed in, and pounced on Murong Ziyun with their teeth and claws open.
Puff puff, a whirlwind of sword light lit up, and the rotting corpses surrounding Murong Ziyun instantly turned into a pile of minced meat, floating all over the sky. Rotting heads, stumps and broken arms were scattered all over the ground, extremely bloody.
"Senior sister, follow me!" Lu Chen ducked to Murong Ziyun's side and whispered.
"Okay!" Murong Ziyun nodded in agreement, turned around and kicked a rotten corpse to pieces.
Lu Chen's figure moved and turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Hanba, who was more than ten feet away. Murong Ziyun followed behind, and they ran rampant wherever they went.
The erratic sword light is a powerful harvesting weapon. Wherever the misty sword light is shrouded, the corpses fall down in pieces like wheat straw.
Murong Ziyun was surprised to find that her speed could not keep up with Lu Chen. If it weren't for these rotten corpses blocking her, she would have been left behind.
Obviously, Lu Chen's strength is far beyond what was shown in the ranking battle that day.
Although these rotting corpses look scary, in fact, they are all walking corpses, empty frames, and they pose no threat at all to the first-rate warriors like them.
The biggest threat is simply numerical superiority.
The two men ran rampant, like tigers rushing into a flock of sheep, killing everyone in all directions, and rushed out of the circle of carrion corpses in the blink of an eye.
"Give me back the Flowing Shadow Sword!" Murong Ziyun shouted proudly.
Lu Chen stepped on the body of a rotting corpse, jumped into the air, and headed straight for Han Ba standing not far away. His inner energy poured into the soft sword, and the flexible sword instantly became straight.
Brushing, a sharp whistle sounded, followed by a flash of cold sword light, and the soft sword left a clear scratch on Hanbao's bronze armor.
"Roar!" Drought Demon roared again and again, and immediately waved the Liuying Sword in his right hand to strike Lu Chen.
Lu Chen pointed his soft sword at the ground, twisted his waist and hips, and flew close to the Liuying Sword to avoid it. The moment he landed, he suddenly approached the opponent's right side, quickly reached out and grabbed the opponent's right arm and twisted it hard.
The left arm muscles held up the sleeves, the strong internal energy in the muscles surged, and a force of 120,000 kilograms exploded.
With a click, with rough force, Hanbao's left arm holding the sword was forcibly twisted off by him, and blood spurted out from the broken arm.
"Go on!" Lu Chen threw the severed arm holding the Liuying Sword to Murong Ziyun, while he dodged Han Ba's counterattack.
When Murong Ziyun saw that the Liuying Sword was taken back, she was immediately overjoyed and quickly caught the Liuying Sword.
"Roar!" After losing one of his right arms, Han Ba became ferocious and rushed towards Lu Chen like a mad dog that had lost its rationality.
"You still want to hurt me with your broken body?" Lu Chen raised the corner of his mouth, and his whole body instantly turned into a gust of wind, surrounding Hanba and performing Ruyi Sword Technique, and his wandering ghostly figure was seen in all directions.
Clang, clang, clang, sparks flying.
Swishing, swishing, the sword shadows flashed continuously. Almost in the blink of an eye, Lu Chen had already struck out ten swords, each of which landed at the same position. Unfortunately, Hanba's body was extremely powerful, and the power of the ten swords still only left a trace on the opponent's body.
Light print.
Obviously, it is impossible for ordinary swords to cause substantial damage to the Drought Demon.
"Lu Chen, get out of the way!" Not far away, Murong Ziyun shouted in vain. She stood the Liuying Sword in front of her and frantically activated the energy in her Dantian. A burst of blue light instantly burst out from the Liuying Sword.
, a strong sword intent swept around, as if the whole world was frozen.
Seeing this scene, Lu Chen looked extremely shocked and quickly stepped aside.
"Split the stars and slash the moon!" Murong Ziyun shouted arrogantly, and the blue sword light instantly fell from the sky, striking Han Bao's head severely. The whole body was split into two in an instant, and even the ground was split into a deep hole.
sword marks!
Lu Chen exclaimed: "Such a strong sword spirit, he is worthy of being the peerless genius of the Sword Sect!"
"If you want to thank me, just thank this Liuying Sword. Otherwise, my sword moves will not be enough to kill this Hanbao!" Murong Ziyun put the Liuying Sword back into its scabbard, walked to the side of Hanbao, and slowly
road.
Lu Chen praised: "Sister, you are too modest!"
"Okay, this Hanba has been dealt with. You can go back and resume your life!" Murong Ziyun's expression became much calmer when she saw the Hanba's corpse that was split into two halves.
Lu Chen suddenly thought of something and asked suddenly: "By the way, how are the two brothers and sisters doing?"
"Are you talking about Jiang Shaoling and the others?" Murong Ziyun said while walking in the direction of Longyang Gang.
"Yeah!" Lu Chen nodded.
Murong Ziyun said coldly: "Jiang Shaoling is also a genius on the Heavenly Sword List. If he can't solve some minor problems, he might as well find a piece of tofu and kill him!"
"Yeah, that's right!" Lu Chen nodded in agreement.
At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled, like a drum beating, and in the thick foggy night, a tall black figure seemed to be running quickly.
"Be careful!" Lu Chen's hair stood up all over his body. He reacted very quickly. He quickly pushed Murong Ziyun away, turned around and punched behind her.
There was a muffled thunderous sound, and a huge black claw grasped Lu Chenli's left fist.
He looked up and was shocked to find that the intruder turned out to be a monster more terrifying than the Drought Demon. This guy was estimated to be two feet tall. He was wearing a heavy set of worn-out steel armor. His skin all over his body showed a strange pale white color, and there was a tattoo on his forehead.
A golden talisman and green eyes stared at Lu Chen, giving people a huge sense of oppression.
With a brush, a ray of blue sword light suddenly stabbed to the side, hitting the old steel armor, instantly opening a hole. However, when it stabbed the miserable skin, it was like encountering a layer of elastic skin, and it couldn't penetrate no matter what.
"Is this?" Murong Ziyun's beautiful eyes widened with a look of disbelief on her face.
The bald man waved his other black claw and struck Murong Ziyun like lightning, instantly tearing three blood marks on her chest.
"Huh!" Murong Ziyun snorted miserably and was knocked backwards.
Seeing this, Lu Chen kicked the opponent hard in the chest, used the force to fly backwards, quickly hugged Murong Ziyun who fell in the air, and quickly escaped into the fog.
The mysterious bald man stayed where he was, letting the other party run away, his face rigid and expressionless.
‘Dingling bell’, ‘dinging bell’, ‘dinging bell’… the mysterious sound sounded in the mass grave, becoming increasingly clear.
There was a sound of low footsteps, and in the dark night, four zombies carrying a wooden sedan came step by step from a distance, exuding an aura more powerful than the drought demon.
On a wooden sedan, a handsome man wearing a black robe looked evilly at the Drought Demon on the ground.
The crisp bells swayed gently, and the four zombies seemed to have heard the order, and they squatted down gently, allowing the evil man to fall gracefully from the sedan. He walked to Hanba's body, lightly sealed it, and muttered something.
With a soft rustling sound, a dark red insect poked its ugly head out of the Drought Demon's head. It first looked around at the surrounding environment, then spread out a pair of tiny wings and flew to the evil creature.
In the hands of a charming man.
The handsome man stretched out his fingers and looked at the corpse Gu carefully in front of him, with a wicked smile on his lips: "Little guy, you are so cute. Look, your coat is so bright! I have fattened you up recently, tsk tsk,
It's a pity that one got away. Otherwise, I would have even more trump cards!"
He looked at the direction in which Lu Chen was fleeing, and smiled evilly: "Interesting, very interesting, little guys, this game is not over yet! I am bound to win the Liuying Sword!"
In a secluded mountain forest, Lu Chen was walking quickly with Murong Ziyun in his arms, fearing that there would be pursuers behind him, so he did not dare to stop at all.
The two of them fled for nearly an hour. After feeling that there were no pursuers behind them, the fleeing speed slowly slowed down. By chance, they found a ruined temple in the mountains. In desperation, Lu Chen ran in with Murong Ziyun, intending to first
Take a break to catch your breath.
However, after Murong Ziyun was injured, she showed signs of coma.
"Senior Sister, wake up!" Lu Chen placed Murong Ziyun in the ruined temple and slapped her pretty face, looking extremely anxious.
Murong Ziyun is the only apple of Murong Xuan's eye. If something happens to this, the consequences will be disastrous!
Murong Ziyun's face was pale, her lips were purple, her delicate body was cold, and her breath was extremely weak. Lu Chen's eyes swept over the other person's delicate body, and finally stopped at the wound on the other person's chest. Three bloody scratches almost tore her chest apart.
The wound was extremely hideous, with black blood faintly flowing out.
"Corpse poison?" Lu Chen looked ugly. He never expected that such trouble would happen. It was all because he had been too careless recently.
"Senior Sister, wake up, wake up!" He gently shook the other party's delicate body, but no matter how much he shook it, the other party kept her eyes closed.
Being able to make a ninth-level acquired warrior unconscious directly shows how terrifying this corpse poison is.
Lu Chen looked at Murong Ziyun's hot and delicate body, smelling the faint body fragrance in his nose, and couldn't help but feel distracted. It is impossible for a normal man to have no thoughts in his mind when encountering this kind of situation, unless he is
The mutilated eunuch.
Lu Chen hesitated again and again, and after weighing the pros and cons, he took a deep breath: "Senior Sister, I'm offended!"
At this critical juncture, where life was more important than chastity, he had to put aside the differences between men and women and heal the other person's wounds.
If this kind of injury is delayed, until dawn, there will be no way to save him. Lu Chen has no choice but to do this.
When Murong Ziyun opened her outer clothes, a bright red bellyband was exposed under his eyes. Her proud breasts, icy muscles and jade bones deeply stimulated his eyes. Lu Chen's heart beat wildly, and he licked the dry and cracked skin.
Lips, bite the bullet and continue to deal with the injury: "If the senior sister is blamed, then I have no choice but to admit it!"
Treating wounds is definitely a piece of cake for an experienced doctor. Lu Chen carefully opened the wound with a sharp tile, while squeezing the flesh and blood around the wound, and drained out the black corpse poison inside drop by drop.
.
Every time a drop of black blood is discharged, Murong Ziyun can't help but hum, like a delicate flower, I feel pity for her!
After a while, Murong Ziyun's pale and pretty face gradually regained some vitality.
