Yang Zhan's eyes shrank slightly, and the hand holding the hanging bead made a tactic in the air, and punched Xing Xing.
"Boom!"
The air wave shook, Chen Zhen's body swayed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, like plum blossoms, falling on the gun little by little, but he still refused to let go.
Yang Corpse let out a terrible cry, and a heat wave sprayed over.
Suddenly the knife flashed, Meng Rui grabbed the broken blade with both hands, split the heat wave, and then swept away, beheading the head of Xiang Yang Corpse.
Yang Corpse's pupils shrank, and the jewel-like red eyeballs shot out red lights, landing on the broken blade, and let out a sharp whistling sound from his mouth, as if he had seen a ghost, he let go of Chen Zhen's spear and fled to the rear. go.
Meng Rui slashed through the air, he was puzzled, he didn't know why the Yang Corpse was afraid of the broken blade, but he was overjoyed and hurriedly chased after it.
Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Meng Rui, he is afraid of your knife, everyone join hands to stop him!"
As soon as the Demon Slaying Sword rose, it had already been waiting in front of Yang Corpse, and stabbed straight away.
On the left and right sides, Lan Yan and Xiao Feng, one holding a folding fan, slashed towards them, and the other held a sword in both hands, slashing towards them with a roar.
Yang Zong kept roaring in his mouth, and pushed his palms together, creating a boundless wave of air, blasting together with the attacks of the three of them!
"Boom!"
All three of them froze and were sent flying away.
The light of the sword in Yang Qingxuan's hand flickered, and he became unstable under the pressure of the air wave. He was sent flying tens of feet away, but he still landed steadily.
But the other two were not so lucky, they bumped into the wall of the main hall from a distance, bounced back, each spit out a mouthful of blood.
After Yang Corpse shot the three of them flying, a beam of thunder that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl shot towards it, and a "bang" sound shook it.
Terrible electric current penetrated his body and spread to the ground.
Yang Corpse's body twitched, and Meng Rui immediately chased him up and stabbed him into the back.
"Hey!"
The broken blade pierced into the body, making a sharp sound. The bones and flesh on Yang's body were extremely tight, and Meng Rui tried his best to penetrate half an inch.
"ah!-"
There was a terrible sound from Yang Corpse's mouth, and the power of Zhiyang rushed out from the body, shaking Meng Rui and Duan Ren away at once. Finally, he turned around and raised his hand, and the string of red beads flew out and hit Meng Rui.
"careful!"
Regardless of the injuries on his body, Chen Zhen stabbed angrily as soon as he turned the gun, and took the hanging bead straight away.
"boom!"
The hanging beads vibrated on the gun, and a force spread out, sending Chen Zhen and the gun flying directly, and then the hanging beads spun in the air and fell back into the hands of Yang Corpse.
With a terrifying face, Yang Zong walked towards Meng Rui step by step with a hanging bead in his hand, his eyes fixed on the broken blade, and he kept howling.
Surrounded by corpses, they were always prostrate on the ground, not daring to move.
Yang Qingxuan was horrified in his heart. Looking at the back of the Yang Corpse, black liquid flowed out from the wound cut by Duan Ren, and thought to himself: "The Duan Ren was obtained from an old ape in the Hengduan Mountains. Could it be that the old ape followed the The Lord recognizes this?"
There was no time to think about it, so he raised the Qi Luck Sword again, and stabbed at it at a gallop.
Three women joined forces to attack from all directions.
Du Ruo and Mo Lan used Thunder and Ice respectively to attack from a distance. Duan Weiwei didn't dare to use Wuhun anymore, but tied up his hair, took out a pair of Emei thorns, and flew towards them like a swallow.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
A bolt of lightning and ice edge struck Yang Corpse's body, causing his body to stagnate, but he seemed to be fine in an instant, and continued to walk forward, staring at Meng Rui with infinite evil spirits in his eyes.
Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Meng Rui, run around with this broken blade to attract the attention of this Yang corpse, and others will attack."
He rushed to the back of the Yang corpse, facing the wound made by the broken blade, and stabbed fiercely!
"Hey!"
When the tip of the sword penetrates half an inch, you can feel the sound of grinding, no matter how hard you try, it will be difficult to penetrate half a point!
Yang Corpse seemed to be in pain, and roared loudly, suddenly Duan Weiwei fell from the sky, and a pair of Emei thorns pierced his eyes!
Yang Zhan stretched out his hand to grab it, ignoring Yang Qingxuan behind him, the hanging beads flew up and hit Duan Weiwei directly, knocking her out.
Duan Weiwei spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot, fell to the ground, and slid out a bloodstain seven to eight feet long.
Yang Corpse lifted the sky with one hand, and the hanging beads hung on the top of his head again, and the fifteen red beads emitted a terrifying power of the sun.
Yang Qingxuan immediately felt the coercion, as if a sea of fire was rolling towards his body. Under the heat wave, Ugin's vestment was scorched to a layer of charcoal black.
The demon-slaying sword trembled in his hand, and the power of Zhiyang spewed out from the body of Yang Corpse, shaking the sword out continuously, and the scar was also healing.
Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Attack those fifteen hanging beads quickly!"
Simultaneously with the sword formula, the shadow of the sword flickered between the eyebrows, the power of the martial soul surged out, the demon-slaying sword stopped trembling immediately, the streamer turned, and it seemed to be sharper.
Meng Rui and the others rushed over immediately, raised their weapons without saying a word, and slashed at the fifteen hanging beads!
"boom!"
Meng Rui, Xiao Feng, Lan Yan, Chen Zhen, the four of them were all frozen in the air when their weapons touched the bead, as if they were sucked in!
Meng Rui was shocked and shouted, "Not good!"
Terrible power emanated from the fifteen beads, like a furnace of earth fire, trying to roast the four of them to death.
Both Du Ruo and Mo Lan were shocked, and hastily unleashed their thunder and ice spirits, and frantically attacked the circle of hanging beads. The sound of "bang bang" kept ringing out, but the lightning and ice edges were all three or four inches away from the hanging beads. The place was blocked by the air wave, and shattered by the shock, unable to hurt at all.
Du Ruo was in a hurry, and said: "The power of this Yang Zombie may have reached the original Martial Realm, we can't beat it at all!"
Yang Qingxuan shouted: "Don't talk about frustration, you will die if you can't beat it, fight!"
The demon-slaying sword burst out with soul light again, stabbing down at the wound of Yang Corpse.
The rest of the people were also heartbroken, with the determination to die, and exerted their strength to the extreme to counter the power of the hanging bead.
"Ow!—"
Yang Corpse let out a low growl, and his back trembled a few times, as if Yang Qingxuan's sword made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Suddenly he turned around abruptly, shook the Demon Slayer Sword away with a "bang", and grabbed Yang Qingxuan's throat with one palm.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked, he had a black gold cassock on his body, and his throat was the weak point, so he hurriedly swung his sword horizontally, blocked it in front of his throat, and cut it forward!
"boom!"
Grasping the sword with five fingers, the shadow of the sword shook a few times, and it turned a little shiny and unstable.
Yang Qingxuan was anxious in his heart, and the Monster Slashing Sword began to be in a trance. The faces of the four of Meng Rui turned black. If they continued to confront each other, they would all be carbonized to death.
With a loud roar, against the terrifying power of the Yang Corpse, he advanced the sword a few points, and at the same time raised his left hand, Jumang pointed at the opponent's eyes.
A piercing force struck.
Yang Corpse's eyeballs flashed red, and there was a sound of fury from his mouth. With a wave of his raised hand, fifteen beads exploded, knocking Meng Rui and the others into the air.
At the same time, the hanging bead fell into his hand and hit Jumang's finger.
(end of this chapter)