The twin corpses of Qian and Kun continued to launch a storm-like offensive against Zhao Fan tirelessly. Corpse claws, corpse mist, fists and feet, they seemed to explode like pillars after being suppressed for hundreds of years!
Now Zhao Fan only has 1.5% of the Longyang Pill power left. Even if he wanted to escape, he could not support him and ran away. There was no way out, so he had to win this battle!
Yue Kun saw that the young Martial Lord was showing signs of fatigue, so he shook the purple gold bell crazily, controlling the corpses of Qian and Kun to not give the other party any chance to breathe.
"Stay steady and you can win."
Zhao Fan gave himself a psychological hint in his heart, and while dodging, he flipped his wrist and ordered the Evil Killing Pen to add a new stroke to the unfinished corpse-suppressing talisman on the chest of the Ganzi Warrior Corpse!
"He didn't fight back from the beginning until now, but he was scratching around with that big brush. What on earth was he doing?" Yue Kun tightened his two snow-white eyebrows. Although he didn't understand the trick, he intuitively felt that this was not a good thing. Seeing the sign, he pressed the corpse-controlling bell even harder, "Hurry up, we can't delay any longer, kill him!!!"
Next, Zhao Fan's body was like a loach again, barely grazing the claws of the corpses of Qian and Kun, retreating to a safe position, and his body skills were subtle again!
But he did not draw the Zhuxie brush, because he could only draw on the martial corpse with the character "kun", but there were still five strokes left. On the other hand, with the character "wuzi" with the character "gan", he could seal it with two more strokes.
At that time, Zhao Fan only faced one Kun character warrior corpse. With the pressure greatly reduced, it was easy to dodge and add two strokes at a time!
Then the Qiankun Twin Corpses attacked again.
Zhao Fan turned over and floated upwards like a flower. The Zhuxie Pen drew the penultimate stroke on the chest of the Qianzi Wu Corpse, then stepped on its head and fell back. Suddenly, he noticed a chill on the soles of his feet, as his skin came into contact with the pool water. He shook his head and sighed: "The corrosiveness of the corpse power was too strong, so I stepped on it and the soles of my shoes were burned directly."
Yue Kun didn't know that the Qianzi Wushi, which was in its peak state, was like a dam being eaten away by ant nests. It was still a giant on the surface, but it could be crushed by a feather at any time!
Because, there is only one last step left...
"coming!"
Zhao Fan gathered his energy and stared intently at the twin corpses of Qian and Earth that had attacked him for an unknown number of times, waiting for the opportunity to write without being arrogant or impetuous.
The Qian-character martial corpses cooperated with the Kun-character martial corpses, and they swept forward one after another, and their claws also covered the top, forming a cross pattern, trapping Zhao Fan with almost no dead ends, and then exuding a rich corpse smell. In the fog, his feet were also kicking toward the target with frightening corpse power.
"Haha, hide? Why don't you hide? Keep hiding!" Yue Kun laughed up to the sky when he saw this. Finally, he locked all the escape routes of the young warrior, so that the other party became a caged thing. No matter how fast you are, no matter how good your body skills are, you can't escape!
"Okay, great, then Zhao Wuzun is finished!"
"Yeah, look after today, who dares to offend my Yue family again."
"Even the young martial arts master who is very popular in the martial arts world these days has to leave his life behind!"
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The men, women, and children of the Yue family cheered one after another. They were already in despair, but the elder Taishang pulled out the strongest trump card in the family and reversed the absolute disadvantage!
At this moment, everyone released their hands holding their noses, and the smell of corpses filled the sky, which to the Yue family was like the most fragrant fragrance in the world.
In the distance, Feng Qingcheng was very worried and couldn't figure out what it was like. In short, she felt like she could hardly breathe due to the discomfort, but she didn't believe that the peerless Zhao Fan would collapse like this.
"Brother Fan!" Xiao Diao called with trembling eyes, and the sad voice cut through the night sky.
Shi Qiyi was startled, then raised his hand and stroked the former's purple hair, "Zhutou will be fine, calm down. He stayed away from the fight and waved the brush as if it was useless. He was definitely setting up a big trap. When he closed the net, , is to establish the victory."
Xiao Diao nodded heavily and shouted in the direction of the pool: "Come on, Brother Fan!"
The two corpses of Qian and Kun were surrounded by bloody corpse fog, making it impossible to see what was going on.
"Haha, you are so naive. Do you still think that he can turn over after everything has happened?" Yue Kun shook the purple gold bell and walked towards this side. He yawned and said, "Now, I have entrusted two ancestors to Zhao Wuzun. Divide it and eat it, and when the red mist dissipates later, I'm afraid there will only be broken bones left. Little fairy, are you ready to go to bed?"
Immediately, his eyes moved to Xiao Diao again, and he said in surprise: "A demon in disguise?"
Xiao Diao nervously leaned behind Qi Qi. She was the great demon. Even though she was one of the ten emperors, she was usually too lazy to practice, so it was impossible to compete with a half-step martial master.
"I, Yue Kun, have lived for so many years, and I have never experienced what it's like to be a banshee." Yue Kun poked out the tip of his tongue, curled it around his mouth, and said with greedy eyes: "Tonight... you two will serve together. !”
After he finished speaking, his eyes wandered to the third woman who was accompanying the young Martial Lord. Her hazy beauty covered by a veil made anyone want to take a look at her beauty.
In the veil, Feng Qingcheng gently closed her eyes, her face expressionless. She seemed to be indifferent to life and death. She didn't have any regrets about coming here tonight.
Just when Yue Kun's raised hand was about to pinch the corner of the veil, there was a sudden loud noise from the pool over there, as if something heavy had hit the ground.
This voice made the hearts of the entire Yue family tremble. When countless eyes turned to him, their excited and excited expressions suddenly froze.
in the pool.
The ancestor with the word "gan" printed on it fell to the bottom of the pool where there was no water left, and the word "gan" on his chest was covered by a golden talisman!
The talisman, with its complicated twists and turns, looks like random scribbles to the untrained eye.
However, the Qianzi Warrior Corpse did not move even a little bit after falling to the ground, and even the red lines on its body were dead!
Yue Kun petrified beside the three women, and was so shocked that he forgot to shake the corpse control bell in his hand, and he couldn't understand what was going on!
Why did you fall down? !
What made everyone in the Yue family even more frightened was that the young warrior who was supposed to be divided and eaten by the two ancestors took advantage of this moment to draw a large brush on the chest of the Kun-character warrior corpse three times in a row.
Because the Kun Zi Wu Zhi lost the sound of the corpse control bell, he stood there dumbfounded.
"Qianzu, get up!" After Yue Kun reacted in time, he shook the purple gold bell desperately, "Dang, Dang..." The frequency was extremely fast, as if he wanted to break the bell body, no matter how he called or shook it , the Qianzi martial corpse on the ground seemed to have lost contact with it.
Indifferent!
The golden talisman on his chest gives people the impression of being overwhelmed by a mountain, and even ten Qianzi warrior corpses are unable to break free!
Affected by the sound of the bell, Kun Zi Wu Zhi moved again and attacked Zhao Fan head-on.
"Three consecutive strokes are enough to make a lot of money. Let's stabilize the wave first." Zhao Fan once again used his subtle skills to avoid the offensive. The second corpse-suppressing talisman only had the last two strokes left to activate!
The hearts of everyone in the Yue family are hanging in the air. Before, the two ancestors went into battle at the same time, and their joint efforts were repeatedly avoided. Now that only one ancestor can move, how can there be hope?
"Kill, kill!" Yue Kun's eyes were completely red. He was like crazy, and when he swung the bell, he looked like he would not stop until his arm was broken.
After Zhao Fan dodged two attacks from Kun Zi Wu Zhi in a row, he added another touch. At this time, a meaningful smile appeared on his face. He turned his head and smiled at Yue Kun: "Smiling? Why? Don’t you laugh?”
"Damn it!"
Yue Kun roared in anger, his voice roared to the sky, but it had no effect at all...
"The eggs are useless."
Zhao Fan, like a swimming fish, floated around the corpse with the character Kun. His eyes narrowed, he waved the evil-killing pen in his hand, and accurately completed the last stroke of the second corpse-suppressing talisman, "Suppress!"
The sound of the corpse control bell continued to echo in Yuejia Square.
The bloody lines surrounding the body of the Kun-character warrior corpse dimmed, but the same golden talisman as the Qian-character warrior corpse floated on its chest, and it was frozen in place as still as water. One of his feet had not yet moved. There was no time to fall.
Zhao Fan stood in front of Kunzi Wu's body and tapped the tip of his pen on his forehead like a dragonfly touching water.
"boom!"
The next moment, all the tribesmen led by Yue Zhenhai who were paying attention in that direction felt their hearts fall into the quagmire as the second ancestor fell to the ground, sinking deep into it with no hope of rising again...
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