"Where to go."

Zhao Yun was faster, walking around in three or two steps, blocking the exit.

"Tianzong...Ji Hen."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan reacted quickly and guessed Zhao Yun's identity.

In the entire Great Xia Dragon Dynasty, only Tianzong Ji Hen knew how to teleport with the Sky Eye and cooperate with this little man to properly rejuvenate his youth. This matter had already been spread throughout Great Xia, how could he not know the truth.

Accident.

What a surprise.

Unexpectedly, he met the monster of Tianzong here, and he also truly saw the tyranny of instant death. Ksitigarbha, who was at the peak of Ksitigarbha without sacrificing the body-protecting essence, was killed instantly with a sword for a hundred years. I am afraid that a person in the quasi-heaven realm will be killed if he can't guard against it.

He was severely injured by this guy's blow.

He should be lucky.

If he was targeted with a sword in a flash, he would definitely die.

"How brave you are to come to Daxia to dig up graves!"

"Since you are a zombie clan, you don't have to leave once you come."

Zhao Yun took out Long Yuan and performed a set of standard moves. He took a deep breath and wiped it with his sleeve until it was shiny. There would be blood on the back, and he was particularly angry when he saw the corpse clan members.

"By you?"

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan sneered, his face no longer showing any fear.

The main thing is to stabilize the state of mind. The Sky Eye Shun Shen is very overbearing, but it also has a fatal shield. If you use it once, you will be unable to use it a second time in a short period of time. Without the Sky Eye Shun Shen, it is still possible.

What a scaredy-cat! He is a majestic holy son of the zombie clan, a genuine Xuanyang Peak, but he still can’t win the seventh level of Xuanyang?

"That's hard to say."

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense, he stepped on the ground with one step, and struck the rainbow with a sword like wind and thunder.

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan was full of contempt, and he could only seal the seal with one hand.

Suddenly, a stone coffin came out of the ground and stood in front of him. It was his corpse puppet. Now there is only one sacrifice, but it is a proper underground corpse puppet. Usually, it is used for fighting.

In battle, it can also be used to block guns at critical moments.

"Counter your coffin sinking technique."

Zhao Yun screamed in his heart, and when the sword struck, he did not forget to seal with one hand, using the reverse coffin sinking technique. The sarcophagus that had just been pulled out of the ground sank suddenly again.

It doesn't matter if it sinks. The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan looks confused. How can he still do this?

Zheng!

In the midst of lightning and flint, Zhao Yun's sword has arrived.

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan's expression changed, and he immediately flew away and fled.

Zhao Yun was faster, and poked a bloody hole in his shoulder with his sword. Originally, it was intended to hit a vital point, but he didn't know what kind of power flowed on the body of the corpse clan's holy son. It turned into armor, and it was extremely hard, and even the sword path deviated.

It was a sword stabbing at the gate of life, but it missed the shoulder.

"Eat my finger."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan shouted loudly and stabbed him with a finger.

This finger, with its own sword sound, has extremely strong penetrating power. It aims at the center of Zhao Yun's eyebrows. If he is hit by a sword, he will return it shamelessly. If it hits, it can really kill the opponent with one finger.

puff!

Blood suddenly appeared.

However, it was not Zhao Yun who was injured, but the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan, because at this moment, Zhao Yun revived the Xuanjia. The Xuanjia not only absorbed damage, but also dealt with its own damage.

"What a Xuanjia."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe stepped back and stabbed Zhao Yun with one finger, but the power was completely removed. Instead, he was hit by a blow and a finger hole was poked out of his chest.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun followed him like a shadow, catching up with him in one step.

After that, he put on the black armor for the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan.

Armor that is not yours cannot be worn casually.

Like black armor, if an outsider wears it, it will trigger its internal restrictions. The armor will have thorns, and they are iron thorns. In just an instant, more than a dozen bloody holes were poked on the body of the corpse clan's holy son, and it was not finished yet.

, Xuanjia will also shrink, causing the bones in his body to crackle.

"It feels so good."

Zhao Yun's legs and feet were numb, and he was like a ghost.

If someone's illness kills him, he needs to be treated with numbness.

break!

In response to him, the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan gave a loud shout.

This howl is so domineering.

As he finished speaking, a powerful force surged out from the depths of his body. It was unparalleled in strength and force. It exploded the black armor and knocked Zhao Yun out with it.

"I...poof!"

Zhao Yun couldn't catch his breath, and he was sprayed with old blood on the spot. He was distressed and injured. A pair of black armor, a genuine treasure, was ruined on the spot. It would be strange if he didn't feel bad; besides, the black armor was engraved with him.
Chapter completed!