The visitor reported his name, but Wu Zong did not have such politeness, he raised his hand, looked at the finger that had just touched his eyes and was stained with black blood, and then put it in front of his lips, stretched out his tongue and licked it clean.

Yang Yu's eyes slanted slightly, and he glanced at Wu Ran and the six-headed corpse leader behind Wu Zong, and his heart sank even more: These lich demons are so strange, could it be that these guys in shabby iron clothes are the corpse leaders that those uncles in Longhu Mountain said?

Yang Yu couldn't be sure in his heart. This can't blame him for his shallow knowledge, after all, like Wu Zong's method of turning into the walking dead is too out-of-the-way, very few people are willing to turn themselves into this picture of no one or ghost, even in the night world, this kind of thing is very rare; and the six corpses, which are made by Wu Ran's unique secrets, for more than three hundred years, only one was taken out by Wu Ran during the Qing Dynasty more than a hundred years ago, and it was not long at that time, only a few days, the previous information was not developed, even if the corpse in Jinguan City was so messy, there was no news from here。 It's just that when the Taoists communicated with each other later, the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain mentioned the great battle in Jinguan City, but he only described the corpse leader as a monster that became invulnerable after death.

Seriously, this is only the second time that the corpse leader has appeared in this outside world.

And Yang Yu only heard it from the Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain a day ago.

The most normal-looking person present was the old man standing in front of the six-headed corpse leader, wearing a gray robe.

Intuition told Yang Yu that this old man was not simple, even if he was so far away, he could still feel the biting chill from the old man's half-open and half-closed calm gaze.

Whew-

Yang Yu let out a long breath, for the sake of today's plan, he must not retreat, once he retreats, those guys will definitely kill on a large scale, and if he wants to fight them head-on, he will never be able to fight. You have to find a way to attract the attention of other companions nearby, and only after several Dao Masters of Longhu Mountain and your senior brother and third junior brother have gathered together can you have the strength to fight.

"Hey, are you stupid!?" Wu Zong saw Yang Yu standing on the suspended flying sword, although his face remained unchanged, his eyes were uncertain, and he must be thinking about something in his heart.

Yang Yu was awakened by Wu Zong's voice, and refocused his gaze on standing on the top of the street lamp, with a bloody hole in his chest, and a strange man covered in blood. He regained his composure, revealing his usual indifference: "Your Excellency, a member of the Lich Clan?"

"Yes!" Wu Zong did not hide.

"Oh. Yang Yu nodded, revealing a look that was really like this, followed by the five fingers of his right hand hidden in his sleeve, and the flying sword under his feet shot out extremely quickly, and stabbed towards Wu Zong's eyebrows!

Wu Zong jumped deftly and bounced off the top of the streetlamp, and the flying sword grazed his shoulder, slicing his already tattered clothes again.

Although Yang Yu often stepped on the flying sword, in fact, his volley did not completely rely on the flying sword, like all monks who had reached this level of cultivation, he could also fly with his feet in the void. Therefore, after the flying sword flew out, he still stepped firmly in the same air, and did not move half a minute because of the departure of the flying sword. Seeing that the flying sword missed, he raised his right hand, hooked his fingers, and the flying sword that flew out drew an arc again, turned a corner, and flew back again, chasing straight after Wu Zong who jumped to the ground.

"Trouble!" Wu Zong snorted coldly and rolled on the ground in embarrassment, dodging the thorn that flew back. There is still a gap in his brain that has just been slashed by the flying sword, although his body can no longer feel pain, but it does not mean that he is not afraid of being stabbed by the flying sword, if he is slashed in the head by the flying sword a few more times, I am afraid that he will also cut the skull, the brain will be scattered, and he will die completely, and he will not even be able to do the walking dead.

He had learned the power of the flying sword before, so after dodging it in embarrassment this time, he immediately jumped up high and pounced on Yang Yu who was standing in the air.

Yang Yu heard the sound of killing coming below, and at this time, the flying sword came back to protect himself, and his right hand pinched the imperial sword technique, and he couldn't let go, so he had to hurriedly use his left hand to pinch out a move to control the evil seal, and hit the witch column who was rushing towards him!

His left hand collided with the five fingers grabbed by Wu Zong, knocking it back to the ground, and Yang Yu himself was also hit by the force of Wu Zong's collision, and was hit and floated backwards for a long distance. Faintly felt that there was something strange in his left hand, and when he looked down, it turned out that when he had just collided, he was scratched by the five fingers of the sharp nails that Wu Zong had grown, and the palm of his hand was scratched with five blood marks, and the skin and flesh turned out, and in the depths of the wound, a little black hairspring could be faintly seen.

"His nails are poisonous. Yang Yu frowned, hurriedly put his sword into the sheath, and connected the dots on his left arm with his right hand, sealing the acupuncture point to prevent it from spreading to the whole body.

"Hehe, are you comfortable?" Wu Zong smiled evilly as he succeeded in his trick.

"Corpse poison. Yang Yu's face was solemn, his right hand re-pinched out the imperial sword technique, and with a hook of his fingers, the long sword flew out again, levitating in front of him.

"How long can you last?" Wu Zong's eyes kept scanning the environment around Yang Yu, he was now a walking corpse, and there was not much difference in nature from the corpse kui, the corpse kui was not good at fighting in the air, and similarly, he was not good at it, the previous phoenix bird totem could not be used, so he could only use other methods to make up for the shortcomings of air combat.

"Several uncles in Longhu Mountain said that the corpse was as stiff as a zombie, invulnerable, unable to speak, and had no autonomous consciousness. But at this moment, except for invulnerability, there is nothing that meets the characteristics of the corpse. You should not be a corpse. Yang Yu bit the index finger of his right hand, and wrote a spell on the long sword suspended in front of him, which specifically suppressed evil things such as zombie drought: "However, although it is not exactly the same as the corpse leader, it should also belong to the same category." ”

Wu Zong felt bad when he saw Yang Yu draw spells with blood on the sword, and when Yang Yu finished writing and the sword body emitted a glowing golden light, his heart was even more annoyed: If he hadn't become this miserable picture of no one and no ghost, how could he be afraid of those messy talisman spells!?

Now you can't be injured by that sword again, otherwise the end won't be as simple as leaving a gap in your forehead like Fang Cai.

So, how do you fight him?

He went from being an immortal to a walking corpse, without the phoenix totem, without pain, and without the emergency perception of danger in battle, but with a harder body than before, with a faster speed, the body can still make extremely difficult attack postures painlessly.

For example—

Wu Zong suddenly swept up, and with a speed beyond the wind, he followed the route he had just observed, and rushed towards Yang Yufei in a zigzag manner!

As long as I can move fast enough for him to defend from anywhere, as fast as I can catch up with him, as fast as I can dodge his flying sword, I can stick my entire palm into his heart!