Yue Qingjun raised his head and screamed, and drew out the sword. The clothes on his body immediately started to flutter, and the internal force was transmitted to the blade one after another. The Yin energy quickly spread to the entire blade. At this time, the blade looked even weirder and sinister. He raised the blade fiercely and struck at the flying flint. A ghostly sword aura and the burning fire stone collided with each other and eroded each other. There was a sudden loud bang, and both the flint and the sword aura were blown to pieces. Involuntarily, he took a few steps back and covered his chest respectively. A huge pain surged from his heart to his whole body.
The two of them hurriedly crossed their legs on the ground. After a cup of tea, their complexion completely recovered. They quickly stood up straight. Xiaoyao Aguda looked at the flint flying beside him. He couldn't help but smile on his face and said: " I didn’t expect that your kung fu cultivation level is so high. Since you can block the blow of my deadly flame gun, there are only a few people in the world who can block my blow. Today, you are so lucky to escape. This blow really surprised me!"
Yue Qingjun sneered and said: "I don't know if what you said is sarcastic or sarcastic to me. As the saying goes, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. There is no best in this world, only better, no matter what Even my Zombie Eight Ghost Sword Techniques are not vegetarian."
Xiaoyao Agu inquired about this and was clearly trying to teach him a lesson. He was so angry that he couldn't get out of his head. He roared angrily: "Okay, what a Zombie Eight Ghost Sword Technique. I want to really try this Fiery Dragon today." The palm is so powerful, I will definitely burn the Zombie Eight Ghost Sword Techniques you have practiced today to ashes. The whole body's power is flowing in the arms, and quickly spreads into the palms, and the palms become red again, more The last time the red color was even more intense, with a roar, the fire dragons from both palms shot out, and the fire rushed towards Yue Qing. The maple leaves on the ground were also burned by the fierce fire and spread quickly towards him, burning He couldn't escape, and his body had been burned by the fire so much that a burning smell spread to all sides.
Yue Qingjun frowned, knowing that he already had murderous intentions. If he continued to hesitate like this, he would turn into a roasted suckling pig sooner or later. He quickly stepped back a few steps, suddenly picked up the Yanling knife in his hand, and quickly rotated the blade. When he got up, the blade was immediately shrouded in black energy again. The black energy was churning in the blade. The aura of death gradually appeared on his face. A hey sneer stopped on his face. In the churning of black energy, the Eight Ghosts in the air and the ground The zombies on the ground were rolling over like crazy as if they had been ordered to do so. He suddenly felt that the breath of death from the sky and the ground was spreading into his heart. The eight ghosts were flickering in the sky, elusive, and the zombies on the ground were The zombies jump in a coordinated manner, and attack with both hands as if they have been trained, and all the moves they use are sure-kill moves, which is really chilling.
Xiaoyao Aguda saw this scene and pondered for a moment. The worry on his face flashed away, and joy replaced the sadness. Suddenly, the life-threatening flame gun in his hand swept away the flint in the air. The flint quickly flew up into the air. The eight demons and ghosts shot away at a speed that was too fast to be detected by the naked eye. Only explosions were heard in mid-air, and the eight demons were blown to pieces unknowingly and turned into powder.
When Yue Qingjun saw the Eight Ghosts being blown up, his facial muscles twitched and his heart ached. This kind of pain could not be described in words. Now only the zombies on the ground would not have the same accident again and let himself down. , the knife in his hand immediately rotated, and the black energy caused by the rotation of the knife quickly shot towards the back of the zombie on the ground. The zombie seemed to have been given a shot of strong stabilizing agent, leaping and leaping with flexibility. Now it is completely desperate. , maybe there will be a turn for the better.
Xiaoyao Aguda saw that the zombies around him seemed to be alive. They were more terrifying and sinister than the demons flying in the air. He did not expect that the Yan Ling knife in his hand could exert such power. The zombies' naked eyes glowed with blue light and dried up. The dark nails of his hands were filled with black murderous aura. Under the wave of the sword, dozens of zombies on the ground swarmed over Xiaoyao Aguda. Every move and every move was a sure-kill move. It would give him a little chance to breathe.
Xiaoyao Aguda used his hands to exert his full strength, and quickly lifted it from the Dantian to the chest. In an instant, his whole body was burning like a fire, like the God of Fire descending from the sky. The fire was scorching the earth, and he was seen drifting away and dodged. The zombies in front of them received a fatal blow, and the zombies jumped into the air. They became more powerful at this time, and a ghostly roar made people shudder.
At this time, Xiaoyao Aguda was very calm and calm. He stood up, rotated his body, and roared to the sky. The roar shook the sky. The fiery red light circle spread from his feet to the top of his head. He kept pushing his palms out in front of him, and his palms were red. , spraying out an extremely scorching fire dragon, the fire dragon came to life like the finishing touch, and deafening dragon roars sounded from all directions with great momentum.
All the zombies seemed to sense something, sensing that danger was approaching them. They turned their heads and looked at each other, stopped attacking, and slowly stepped back a few steps without the consciousness of fighting.
Seeing this situation, Yue Qingjun suddenly lost his balance. "I didn't expect that these zombies would look like walking corpses, but they would be conscious and timid. I'm really disappointed. This set of sword skills has never failed in these years. They have never been afraid. Could it be that these fire dragons are their nemesis? It seems that a defeat today is inevitable! Thinking of this, they felt depressed, sad and sad.
Xiaoyao Aguda couldn't help laughing when he saw him so frustrated and sad, "Yue Qingjun didn't expect it! You have practiced this set of zombie eight ghost sword techniques. It is said that humans are not humans and ghosts are not ghosts. Over the years, you have often fought with these Dealing with zombies and resentful ghosts, your so-called yang energy has long been sucked away by these, how can you be invincible? Even if the Daluo gods come today, they can't save your life."
A smile spread on Yue Qingjun's face, and he said: "What's the joy of life, what's the fear of death. There is no general who always wins. I will not complain if I lose today. If you want to kill or behead, I will never frown." "After saying that, he touched the sharp blade and tried to wipe it on his neck, but he changed his mind in an instant. You seem to be remembering something again? How could I commit suicide so easily? For so many years, I have been doing whatever it takes to achieve the desired effect with this sword technique. If I die so easily, all my energy will be wasted, wouldn't it be in vain?
Thinking of this, my heart suddenly felt much more at ease, and my face suddenly turned from worry to joy. There is one trick that is not used in this Zombie Eight Ghost Sword Technique, which is to use your own blood to destroy these zombies and make them come alive. , thinking of this, he wiped it on the blade with the index finger of his left hand. Blood gurgled onto the blade, and there was something weird about Senhan's blade.
Xiaoyao Aguda saw that his expression changed so quickly. There was a strange and faint blue light emitting from Senhan's blade, and Zhang Er was even more confused. "It's strange that this man's expression changes so quickly. Is there some kind of sword skill that he can't do? Is it possible?" I have found a way to break my Fire Divine Dragon Palm. I don't care about him, but now I just want to burn him to ashes in a moment."
Then he said loudly: "Yue Qingjun, no matter what weird sword skills you use, it is not worth mentioning in front of me. Today is your death day, and today next year will be your death anniversary. Don't make any more unnecessary struggles like that." It’s all in vain,” he said with a smile.
Yue Qingjun couldn't help but sneered and said: "Who will win? Don't lose everything because of a moment of carelessness, otherwise you will regret it!" Yunzu's inner strength suddenly swung the sword, the sword was like a rainbow, and the bright red on the blade was The blood spurted away, and then the limbs and bones of the whole body were twisted, and the strength was transmitted from the handle to the blade. Every drop of blood dripped on the zombie, and there was no waste at all. It was fleeting, and the whole The zombies became active, and they no longer had any fear of the fire dragons surrounding them. They just continued to attack Xiaoyao Aguda fiercely.
Xiaoyao Aguda obviously felt that something was not right, and he did not dare to be too careless. If he was not careful, he would be killed. He did not want to waste too much time with him at this time. It would be too much for him if he wasted too much time. It was extremely unfavorable. Suddenly, the whole body rose into the air, and all the strength of both arms was concentrated on the entire life-threatening flame gun. With a loud roar, a huge fire dragon swooped down, with bursts of dragon roars, and the power of the fire attack. Dozens of times stronger, dozens of zombies were completely surrounded by the fire dragon. With a loud bang, the zombies turned into ashes in an instant, and were wiped out by the breeze, leaving no escape.
Then there was another loud shout, "Death to Yue Qingjun". The gun shot out of the air and stabbed straight into the chest. The speed was extremely fast, like a meteor passing through the air. This move was undoubtedly a blow to Yue Qingjun. It was a fatal blow. The force exerted just now was exhausted, and now I can no longer support this sharp blow from the sky. I closed my eyes tightly, waiting for death to come, with a smile on my lips. He has put life and death aside and regards death as home. When the tip of the spear was several feet away from him, he felt that his whole body was burning like a burning fire. Instantly, his body began to burn. The tip of the spear had penetrated his chest, and blood spurted out. The blood was rolling and steaming. There was a loud bang, and the entire body was blown to pieces.
Saint Buyi descended from the sky, wanting to come down and help Yue Qing's army to resolve the crisis. However, within a moment, Yue Qing's army was burned to ashes by the attack of Xiaoyao Aguda's Fiery Dragon Palm. There were no bones left. When he saw the fate of Yue Qingjun, his eyes were splitting, his heart ached, and it hurt like thousands of arrows piercing his heart. He held a pile of ashes on the ground with both hands and shouted heartbreakingly: "Brother Yue, you I once said that the Zombie Eight Ghost Swordsmanship you practiced is unrivaled by anyone in the world. Why are you so vulnerable today and end up with such a terrible end? Oh my god! Why is this? You and I are as close as brothers. People left me one by one, so what's the point of letting me face the world alone." After saying this, his face immediately turned to Xiaoyao Aguda, glaring angrily.
Xiaoyao Agu took a closer look and saw that it was Saint Buyi. He immediately turned around and left, not daring to stay for a while, because he had personally witnessed the battle between him and Jiugongxuan just now, and almost drained Jiugongxuan's internal energy. He had lost all his internal strength in the battle with Yue Qingjun. If he hadn't relied on his own thoughts, he might have fallen instead of Yue Qingjun. If he dared to provoke such a person now, he would be seeking his own death.
Seeing that he had walked dozens of steps away from him, Saint Buyi shouted in a cold voice: "There is no way to hurt my brother and try to leave." He raised his right hand towards the ground like a rake, and the leaves quickly moved towards him as if they were attracted by a magnet. His right hand gathered together and instantly formed a long rope like a giant snake. Under his internal power, the entire long rope became transparent and red, as if it was alive, and suddenly penetrated towards his back and heart. go.
Xiaoyao Aguda immediately felt the murderous aura behind him approaching him step by step. Suddenly he felt the blood and qi in his entire body churning, as if to resist the coming aura of death. He immediately adjusted his qi and luck, and his whole body quickly became smokey. He suddenly separated from his body and avoided the sudden attack from behind.
When Saint Buyi saw that his attack failed, his face turned livid, he gritted his teeth tightly and said in a hateful voice: "Xiaoyao Aguda, you are unlucky when you meet me today. I want you to accompany my brother to the underworld. He won’t be alone on the road.”
Xiaoyao Aguda was not angry when he heard this but instead smiled and said, "It's none of my business whether he is alone in the underworld or not. You and your brother have such a deep friendship that you can only accompany him by yourself. I don't have time to mess around with you."
Saint Buyi was so angry that he itched his teeth and said: "Even if you don't accompany me, my brother will still find someone to support you. Today is the day you die. Take your life." He twisted the leaf with both hands and it turned into a hard tree in an instant. The stick swept over with the force of sweeping thousands of armies, and then slashed down with the force of splitting Huashan Mountain. The force was unique and powerful, just right.
Xiaoyao Aguda suddenly felt a sense of oppression all over his body. He knew that his move was to twist leaves into a stick. If he was hit by this stick, he would definitely die. The method of death was exactly the same as that of Yue Qingjun. There were no bones left. Thinking of this, his whole body retreated quickly, and he pushed out two fireballs with both palms. The fireballs flew into the air and flew towards the stick technique used. They quickly spread directly from the top of the stick to the tip of the stick. The fire was raging, and in a fleeting moment it had already reached his side. Sage Buyi quickly threw away the maple leaf stick in his hand.
Xiaoyao Aguda saw his embarrassed look and laughed loudly: "People are afraid of you, but I'm not afraid of you. I'll risk my life!"
Sage Buyi said: "You have gotten a lot of advantage here and acted like a good boy. All that is waiting for you is death."
