Gao Zhenghuan was betrayed by his fellow disciples, and was both hated and angry, but he felt a sense of paralysis extending from his calf. He decisively swung his sword and cut off two pieces of flesh that had black blood. He jumped into the stream and let the water flow constantly wash his legs.

The wound takes away the poisonous blood.

Dian Qi said: "Hero Gao, you are making a futile struggle! Once the blood in your body is gone, I'm afraid you won't even be able to hold the sword!"

Gao Zhenghuan said word by word: "When the man is there, the sword is there, the sword is gone!"

Dian Qi shook his head and said, "Hero Gao, if you give up your last chance, don't blame me for being ruthless and ruthless."

Gao Zhenghuan said proudly: "The great head is here, if you have the courage, come and get it!"

Dian Qi glanced at the long sword that was exploring the stream with cold eyes, frowned slightly, and waited patiently for the toxicity to occur. Of course, he knew that Gao Zhenghuan was best at turning external objects into swords, and a shaking of his hands would generate countless water swords. How could he do it?

Let your men die?

Gao Zhenghuan has a special identity and is one of the nine giants in Lingbo Pavilion. He is the most famous swordsman in Liao Kingdom. If he can be captured alive, he will make a big fuss with this reputation, which will arouse the suspicion of the Khitan royal family about Lingbo Pavilion and further weaken it.

The strength of the strong enemy in the north. If it were Meng Baiyi in Shushan or Xie Shensi in the Southern Tang Dynasty, Dian Qi would kill him if he said he would kill him. How could he have to go through such a big trouble?

Fu Jingtao was watching the show coldly when he suddenly heard a dull roar from the tunnel, and as the air shook, a chill quickly approached.

Brush! Fu Jingtao was sweating coldly behind his back - the entrance to the secret passage was open, and Qingjingzi chased him with his smell! The zombies were extremely revenge and had a stubbornness to swallow the flesh and blood of the enemy. How could they let him go, the culprit?

The roar rolled like thunder, and Dian Qi and others were immediately alarmed. They turned their heads and looked at the grass where Fu Jingtao was hiding, and shouted: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?" "Get out quickly!"

Fu Jingtao would rather clash with the Shadow Dragon Guard than be torn into pieces by Qingjingzi. He gritted his teeth and rushed out, quickly walked around the outermost shadow Dragon Guard against the ground, jumped into the stream, and held it up.

Water desperately scrubs the part where the ointment has been applied.

Everyone was shocked. Where did this savage come from? He took a bath in public in the middle of the night?

"roar!"

I saw a black shadow flashing, and an old Taoist priest with long hair hanging down the ground and green eyes suddenly appeared, looking down at the people in the field coldly, as if a giant python was choosing a suitable prey. His Taoist robe was broken and his face was ferocious.

There was a wound that penetrated the front and back of the chest, but no blood was seen dripping. As he appeared, an indescribable odor spread with the wind, making people almost vomit.

Everyone's heart is tightened, including Dian Qi, and they have a premonition of the onset of disaster.

The torches crackled and the stream flowed.

The weird old Taoist priest suddenly grinned, revealing two sharp fangs. He stretched his left hand and grabbed the strong man closest to him, bit his neck, and drank blood. The strong man didn't struggle at all.

The power of resistance, full of fear and despair, the originally sturdy body was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Vampire monster? No, it’s a blood-sucking zombie!

Everyone fell into an ice cave, and the timid ones were already timid when they fought with their legs.

As the commander of the Shadow Dragon Guard, how could Dian Qi slip away without a single move? He whispered, "Why are you panicking? Go side by side and kill it!"

As soon as the words were finished, whistling! The crossbow arrows shot towards the head and face like locusts. The Crazy Bull, Bahu and others shouted in unison, leading the Dragon Guards to rush with their weapons, and the murderous aura destroyed people's fear.

However, Qingjingzi is not a human, nor an ordinary zombie. He threw the man who was sucked forward, blocking most of the powerful crossbows. Occasionally, two or three crossbow arrows shot on his body, which is no different from a mosquito bite. Its face is stiff

The mouth was bleeding, and the enemy who was like a wolf or a tiger was coming, and the sword in his hand was raised with a cold light.

The cold wind blows.

The bloody light and shadow of the god of death are shrouded in it.

A sword light slashed into the crowd like lightning. The sword broke and the axe and gun broke, the head rolled, and the blood rain blew!

Whether it is a powerful bull, a fierce and fierce tiger, a clever ugly rat, or a warrior wearing armor, he was three years old when the sword hit him in front of him.

Like a naughty boy, he can't avoid it, can't escape, can't escape, can only watch the sword force harvest his life and then fall into the deepest darkness.

With just one sword swept away, the Shadow Dragon Guard lost one-third of its hands, blood flowed into a river, and broken livers and heartbroken fell to the ground.

The survivor was dumbfounded. Have you ever seen such a terrifying god of killing? It seemed that he had been imposed with a fixed spell, his limbs stiffened and his teeth trembled.

Qingjingzi would not be polite because of this. The sword light circled. The second sword passed by, cutting seven or eight heads like cutting vegetables and melons, and several blood columns sprayed into the sky, tragic and spectacular.

Dian Qi turned around and ran away.

He guessed that this zombie Taoist came from the depths of the underground palace and was used to killing. He had existed for at least a few hundred years! The sword technique it showed was comparable to Jiang Lie and Monsoon Thunder, and had reached the state of invincibility and destruction. It was not something that acquired warriors could do.

Resist? In the face of a strong threat of death, you don’t consider any reserve, status, or reputation. The only idea is to escape the farther you want.

The wind blew on my face, and my waist suddenly became cold and the sky was spinning.

But when the sword light flashed, Dian Qi's upper half of his body was loaded into the soil, while the lower half continued to rush out several feet away, before he spurted blood and fell down.

With a few blink of an eye, except for Fu Jingtao and Gao Zhenghuan who were standing in the stream, the people on the scene were slaughtered, regardless of their superiority. Qingjingzi was covered in blood, and carried a sharp sword dripping with blood, and walked towards the bank of the stream step by step.

Even though Gao Zhenghuan had been tempered by the wind and rain in the world, he saw the god of killing approaching and felt cold sweat in his hands. He was silently urging his true energy, and Baishuang spread rapidly to the surrounding water with the long sword as the center. The nearly meter-long stream instantly frozen into ice.

The cold sword intent as cold as snowy ridge rose from the ground.

Qingjingzi's footsteps were slightly condensed, and the ghost fire in his eyes burst into flames.

Gao Zhenghuan sternly said: "Gao Zhenghuan from Liaodong is not afraid of the evil demons in the world!"

Fu Jingtao sensed the murderous intent in full swing, hurriedly jumped to the other side, pulled his feet and ran wildly - if he didn't leave, he would probably be inseparable from the disaster of fish.

Qingjingzi was still thinking about Fu Jingtao and was about to cross the stream to pursue him. The extremely cold sword intent suddenly burst out, the sword light was bright, and countless ice fragments rose with the sword, like white fireworks blooming. They turned into

The ice swords of different sizes shot in a decisive manner, emitting the last light!

The sword of the Liaodong hero has devoted his lifelong insights, passion and courage.

No matter how you win or lose, you only focus on the sword.

Qingjingzi slashed in the air with one sword, and the cold sword shadow collided with countless ice swords, and the sound of ding dong dong was endless. The white frost exploded in the air, the cold wind rolled wildly, and the sand and stones flew.

Gao Zhenghuan laughed and committed suicide by turning back his sword.

Fu Jingtao had no time to look back and watch what happened, accelerated to climb over several mounds, passed through a short forest and fields, and came to the empty bank of the Luo River.

The river water rushes from west to east, and the turbid waves roll around, and the passing is like this. Looking into the distance, the vast sky reveals the white of fish belly, and the alternation between the night and the day cannot be changed.

In the northwest direction, a black shadow rose and fell, like a bloodthirsty monster chasing him relentlessly. Qingjingzi was chasing him closer and closer, but his speed was getting slower and slower, and he actually showed a feeling of struggle - he wanted to kill the enemy,

Want to escape back to the cave to hide.

Fu Jingtao bit his finger and applied the blood to his forehead and cheeks.

When Qingjingzi was in a dilemma, suddenly the glow was bright, and a red sun floated out of the horizon, and the warm sunlight fell on the quiet earth. When the sunlight shone, Qingjingzi screamed from the depths of her soul, and her exposed skin quickly dried up.

Cracked, wisps of black smoke are raised. No matter how powerful it is, it cannot resist the laws of natural birth and death.

Fu Jingtao was carrying both hands and his eyes were as cold as ice.

I saw Qingjingzi dancing with his hands, turning around and running in vain, but the empty river bank was visible, so how could he avoid the rising sun? The black smoke on its body gradually became strong, and even the damaged Taoist robe burned, and black flames emerged.

.In the blink of an eye, pieces of ashes fell off the zombie's body and collapsed, leaving only a bare skeleton falling down with a skeleton splitting.

Dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth.

Whether it is a human or a zombie, the dream of immortality will eventually be shattered.
Chapter completed!