"who?"
Unexpectedly, just as Zhang Yang stepped back, there was a sharp shout from the front.
Oops! was found!
Just now when Zhang Yang approached, several people in Tsing Yi were slaughtering wild boars, making noise; but now, several people are sitting around the fire, the situation is different, Zhang Yang is also careless...
Crackling!
With the sound of clothes facing the wind, several people in Tsing Yi had rushed over.
Under the moonlight, the long sword dancing in his hand was dazzling and bright.
Zhang Yang made a decisive decision, instead of running away, he greeted the ghost servant and rushed up to meet him.
The sharp claws swung out, shining with a cold light, and hit the peak monk in the Qi refining period.
Capture the thief first and capture the king! As long as he kills this most threatening existence in one fell swoop, the battle situation will be greatly beneficial to him.
Ding!
Zhang Yang's sharp claws parried the long sword that stabbed first, turning a blind eye to the other long swords, and swung the other claw towards the most powerful man in Tsing Yi.
ah!
With a scream, the purple-black claws instantly plunged into the chest of the man in Tsing Yi.
Zhang Yang is now at the ninth level of wandering corpses, and he naturally has the advantage in close combat with human monks of the same level. With mental arithmetic and unintentional, coupled with the courage to work hard, he succeeded in one blow.
Boo boo!
There were several sounds in succession, but the long swords of several other people hit one after another, forcing the ghost servant away one by one; the other two hit Zhang Yang, and slipped away without even piercing the overlapping stratum corneum on the skin.
"Woohoo!"
With a smug laugh in Zhang Yang's throat, he picked up the body of the man in Tsing Yi and threw it at the three of them.
bang bang!
Two black shadows howled and rolled into a ball, and fell to the ground; another man in Tsing Yi, who was at the peak of the eighth level of the Qi refining period, jumped back and dodged, and at the same time there was an extra jade slip in his hand, and his movements Although a little flustered, the expression on his face was calm.
Zhang Yang's eyes were focused—Jade slips to report the letter! Zhang Yang was very familiar with this, and knew in his heart that he must not let him crush the jade slips.
Whoosh!
With both feet on the ground, he rushed over like lightning.
The moment Zhang Yang left his feet off the ground, he saw the corners of the mouth of the eighth-level peak man in Tsing Yi raised a sneer, and the jade slip disappeared with a wave of his hand. Holding the sword in his right hand, he drew a strange arc in the air. The majestic mana condensed instantly.
Zhang Yang's heart shuddered - not good! be cheated!
However, there was no way out at this time, and Zhang Yang didn't believe that he, a level nine wandering corpse, would lose to a peak level eight Qi-refinement cultivator in a close-to-face confrontation
My heart is ruthless!
Roar!
With a roar, the strength of his whole body surged, the muscles of his right arm were knotted, and the sharp claws shone with a palpitating cold light, and he slapped the long sword.
The man in Tsing Yi, who was at the peak of the eighth level of the Qi refining period, also showed a dignified expression. Amidst the surge of mana, the long sword in his hand shone with a strong yellow light, like the most exciting laser sword.
"Guiyuan Break!"
With a shout, the yellow lightsaber shot out like a shooting star.
Heart palpitations!
Heart palpitations!
The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth trembled for a while, and before he explained, a bad feeling had already arisen in his heart. The man in Tsing Yi's original mediocre strength rose in a straight line, and the attack power he burst out in an instant had far surpassed Zhang Yang.
Boo!
The two forces collided, and there was a sound like a balloon exploding.
In an instant, Zhang Yang only felt a huge force coming, the claws were immediately bounced off, and the yellow sword light pierced the chest without any weakening.
Boom!
The robe on Zhang Yang's body exploded suddenly, pieces of cloth fluttered around like butterflies; a blood mist splashed, and the long sword directly pierced through his chest and protruded from his back.
Zhang Yang could feel clearly that this sword was aimed at the direction of the heart, but the long sword first swung his claws away, and although it had an absolute advantage, its strength was partially reduced; then, the tip of the sword stabbed When it reached the skin, it was slid an inch away by the hard cuticle, barely missing the heart.
However, the power of the sword light is extremely powerful, not only piercing the chest, but also the power of an explosion, bringing up a cloud of blood mist.
At this time, the physical effect of Zhang Yang's tempering for many days appeared, and his muscles squirmed instantly, clamping the sword blade that pierced his body.
Zizi!
The light of the long sword belongs to the fiery masculine force, which has great damage to the pure yin body of the zombie, just like a branding iron imprinted into the flesh and blood, this kind of burning directly reaches the soul.
Woo—
Zhang Yang's face twisted instantly due to the huge pain.
"Huh?"
The man in Tsing Yi, who was at the peak of the eighth level, did not expect such a result. After he drew it, he found that the long sword was stuck in his muscles, and he couldn't draw it back. Only then was he startled, let go of the long sword, and his figure was about to retreat.
Roar!
Naturally, Zhang Yang would not let go of this great opportunity, and swung his sharp claws again.
Swish!
Black claws flashed, blood spattered, and a head rolled down instantly.
This series of actions happened like lightning.
When the man in Tsing Yi was beheaded, the other two just reacted.
Seeing that the two most powerful senior brothers were already dead, they all screamed, not even having the courage to resist, turned around and ran away.
One of them was the most damned, he didn't know when he already had an extra jade slip in his hand, and it looked like he was going to break it at any moment.
Oops!
Zhang Yang said in his heart, he didn't even bother to pull out the long sword on his chest, he had already rushed forward, at the same time, with a thought, the ghost servant was ordered to chase after the other person.
Roar!
Zhang Yang roared, his eyes were red, his figure moved swiftly, and he swept past like a gust of wind.
Click!
With the sound of glass shattering, Zhang Yang's heart instantly sank to the bottom—the jade slip was crushed.
Zhang Yang swung his sharp claws.
Swish!
Cut off the neck of the man in Tsing Yi directly, and a head flew up.
On the other side, the last man in Tsing Yi saw the ghost servant chasing him, turned over and thrust a sword, forcing the ghost servant away, but his figure was also stagnant.
It was this delayed time that doomed him to failure.
Zhang Yang has already chased after him.
Drenched in blood, blue-faced and fangs, he looked like a god of death... Coupled with the series of decisive killings just now, the man in Tsing Yi was scared out of his wits. Zhang Yang's claws have arrived.
puff!
Insert it directly into the chest and crush the heart.
Roar!
With a roar, Zhang Yang pulled out the long sword in front of his chest, and put it into the storage bag casually.
The resolute face did not hesitate at all, and he slapped the storage bag, and several blood coffins were placed in front of him.
Whoosh!
A few rays of light flashed, and the corpses of the men in Tsing Yi and the ghost servants were all put away.
Without even looking at the battlefield, Zhang Yang didn't dare to stay at all. He took out a piece of magic amulet, and fled towards the distance with all his strength.
…
After a stick of incense, there was a gust of wind, and several people in Tsing Yi rushed over.
Seeing the blood all over the ground, he first showed a look of surprise, then cast a tracking spell, and followed the traces to the distance.
When they reached a river beach, they stopped, and after exploring the surrounding area, they got together again and completely lost track of them.
After a while, a ray of light came over and wandered around for a while, but there was nothing to do.
In a short period of time, dozens of people in Tsing Yi gathered by the river, and among them, there were as many as five or six people who could fly with their swords.
"Hmph! Killing Qingshan and a few people to escape means that he is still nearby. Moreover, walking without a sword means that he has not even reached the foundation building stage! A corpse repairer in the Qi refining stage, he can't escape far! Find me , search the nearby hills, and find him for me too!"
The middle-aged monk Wu Feng's eyes gleamed with a sinister light.
"Yes, Uncle!/Brother!"
…
After half an hour, Wu Feng and his party had already dispersed.
Several flashes of light descended rapidly; after a while, groups of people in Tsing Yi gathered.
"That's right here! The people from Nanfeng encountered the corpse repairer here... Give me an order, and our people gather here immediately. No matter what, the people from Nanfeng must not find the corpse repairer first."
Fairy Luo Fei's face was frosty.
"Yes, uncle!"
A group of people in Tsing Yi agreed and immediately dispersed.