Ji Wuchang's face was extremely gloomy, and he saw that his body suddenly shook, and the black coffin behind him fell off his body, and with a "bang!", it fell to the ground and smashed up a cloud of dust. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Squeak!", the black lid of the coffin was mistaken, and it slowly opened, and a pitch-black dry palm poked out from the inside, and with a hard push on the edge of the coffin, a black shadow was as sensitive as a tanuki, and appeared behind Ji Wuchang.

This is a dry corpse covered in pitch black, with empty eyes bubbling with a hint of green fire, two long tiger teeth protruding from the mouth and extending to the chin, and the whole body was made of a set of body armor made of Ji Wu's common refining materials, only the limbs and head were exposed, this set of pitch-black armor was so thick, it looked like he was wearing a thick cotton jacket.

"Flatten him to death for me!" Ji Wuchang didn't know when a bell the size of a palm appeared in his hand, he shook the bell that didn't make a sound, and gave an order to the iron corpse behind him.

This bell is Ji Impermanence's magic weapon to control the iron corpse, and it is practiced with a special law decision, as long as the bell is in hand, then you can urge the spiritual power, and use a special corpse control method to make the iron corpse attack according to his will, just like an arm.

The iron corpse stomped on the ground with both feet, and immediately stepped on a pit half a foot deep on the ground, and its body suddenly rose from the ground, its arms were raised flat, and it rushed straight towards Fengyun Wuji, the speed was so fast, like a black light crossing the air.

"I'm in the way!"

Before Feng Yun Wuji figured out the combat power of the iron corpse, he was ready to take a defensive position first, see the combat power of the iron corpse, and then counterattack, this was the first time he fought with zombies, so he was still a little worried in his heart.

Under the urging of his spiritual power, the brick turned into a huge door panel, blocking in front of him, causing the iron corpse's arms to smash directly on the door panel.

"What a power!"

Fengyun Wuji stepped back a few steps, shaking his numb arms, his face couldn't help but be shocked, and he couldn't help but glance at the iron corpse in front of him, he didn't expect that the power of this iron corpse was so powerful, it could force him back a few steps, which was much more powerful than the power of spiritual spells.

"Hahaha!" Ji Wuchang's grim laugh sounded behind the iron corpse. It makes people feel a chill down the back of my spine.

"Mother, I don't want to marry this monster who lives with corpses all day long, no one is human, no ghost is not a ghost!" Lan Linglong pulled Lan Gui'er's sleeve with her right hand, looked at Ji Wuchang's appearance, and whispered, but her clenched left hand and trembling delicate body told Lan Gui'er that she was worried about Fengyun Wuji.

"Long'er, look at it, the winner is not decided!" Lan Gui'er patted Lan Linglong's shoulder, took advantage of the situation and hugged her in her arms, and her brows couldn't help frowning.

She is also a little cold to the image of Ji Wuchang, if she is allowed to choose, she will not choose to marry this guy who makes people's hearts numb every day, she is thinking about how to push off this marriage in case Ji Wuchang wins, after all, she has only one daughter.

"Fengyun Wuji! This iron corpse of mine, but I have spent countless rare materials and poured everything to build it, and it has almost evolved into a bronze corpse, and its combat power is that the monks in the early stage of foundation building can also defeat it, so you can wait for death!" Ji Wuchang saw the iron corpse, and the first attack made Fengyun Wuji suffer a small loss, thinking that he was about to return with a beauty, he said with a smile.

"Really?" Feng Yun Wuji shook his numb arm, and said coldly, just now in order to test the combat power of the iron corpse, he only used fifty percent of his combat power, which means that he only urged fifty percent of his spiritual power to resist the attack of the iron corpse, and he did not have full spiritual power.

The wishful stick in his right hand, under the urging of spiritual power, became the thickness of his arm, one meter long, and then with a wave, he knocked it on the head of the iron corpse.

"When!" the Iron Corpse's extremely nimble arm raised the oncoming wishful stick high, and the two struck each other with a metallic collision sound.

This attack, Fengyun Wuji poured eighty percent of the spiritual power into the Ruyi stick, this blow weighed like a thousand catties, and the swing of the Ruyi stick brought out an afterimage, which shows that not only is the speed fast and the power is great, but the attack is even more unprepared.

This iron corpse is worthy of being a product of the Yin Corpse Sect, with a quick reaction and strong fighting instincts, otherwise it would not be able to quickly block this blow with its arm.

A string of sparks emerges from the place of the strike, with a piercing sound of metal grinding.

"It's useless, unless you have ten thousand catties of strength, you can't do damage to my iron corpse at all, you just wait to be smashed into meat sauce by it!" Ji Wuchang couldn't help but laugh when he saw that Feng Yun Wuji still wanted to fight back.

The fact is really as Ji Wuchang said, Fengyun Wuji's spiritual power attack cannot repel the iron corpse for half a step at all, and the iron corpse's empty eyes do not carry the slightest emotion, and the close observation makes people's scalp numb and their backs cold.

The bare head glowed brightly, and the head had turned bronze, and had evolved into a bronze corpse, and its shriveled skin was like a metal man cast in copper and iron, with a metallic texture.

With his feet stomped on the ground, his body jumped a few feet, widened the distance between him and the iron corpse, and prepared for the second fight, Fengyun Wuji analyzed from Ji Wuchang's words, this iron corpse should be good at melee combat, under the premise that his attack could not cause damage to him, he was only passively beaten, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated, he didn't want to die in the hands of a corpse, he still had a lot of things to do.

"Chase!" Ji Wuchang shook the bell in his hand, and then with a vertical leap of his body, he came to the iron corpse, and always maintained a distance of half a zhang from the iron corpse.

Under the control of Ji Impermanence, the iron corpse made another leap and attacked Fengyun Wuji.

"Isn't it just a comparison of strength, master, my bricks have cost countless materials, and they are refined with Wanda's 10,000-year-old Xuantie heart as the main body, see if I can't kill you!" Feng Yunji said secretly in his heart.

You must know that when he was refining the bricks, in order to make the bricks powerful, he did the task wildly, in exchange for the only piece of 10,000-year-old Xuantie heart in the Refining Sect, this 10,000-year-old Xuantie heart that was only the size of a fist, and his own weight alone weighed 10,000 catties.

"I'll shoot!"

Fengyun Wuji put the wishful stick into the storage bag, grabbed the brick with his right hand, and slammed it towards the iron corpse.

At the same time, all the spiritual power was poured into the bricks without money, and suddenly, under the infusion of spiritual power, the bricks quickly became larger, and slapped at the iron corpse like a huge wall collapsing.

"It's just a dying struggle!"

Ji Wuxian Fengyun Wuji even wanted to take the initiative to attack, so he couldn't help but snort coldly and sneered.

In his heart, Fengyun Wuji was just born in a second-rate sect refining weapon sect, although the refining weapon sect has also been brilliant, but since ancient times, the combat power of the monks of the refining weapon sect is the lowest among the monks of the same level, and they rely too much on the spiritual weapons in their hands, causing them to consume their spiritual power too quickly, so that the combat power ranks in the eyes of the nine major forces, and it is not as strong as the combat power of a loose cultivator!

Therefore, in his opinion, Fengyun Wuji's active attack, that is, the rhythm of looking for death in advance, thinking that he would kill him if he divided five by two, and immediately became the quasi-son-in-law of Youlan Valley, Lan Linglong, one of the four beauties, was about to enter his arms, and he actually had a smile on his face for the first time in his life, although it was extremely ugly, but compared to the zombie face, it still looked a little better.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, Fengyun Wuji's bricks were like a huge palm, and they slapped the iron corpse at once, "poof!", the weight of the bricks and the speed of Fengyun Wuji's swing made it carry a thousand powers, and at once the iron corpse was like a wedge nail, and the iron corpse was smashed directly into the ground.

Under the slapping of the bricks, the ground seemed to have suffered an earthquake, and there was a shaking up and down, left and right, and a cloud of dust was raised, and a large pit was formed on the ground.

With a gesture of his hand, the brick shrank and returned to his right hand the size of a fist.

The three girls who were watching the battle couldn't help but look at Fengyun Wuji, as if they had just met him, with a surprised expression on their faces, the clothes on their bodies, and their long black hair were blown by the air waves brought up by the bricks and danced in the wind.

Even Lan Gui'er was surprised, she didn't expect that Fengyun Wuji would be able to deliver such a blow, others didn't know the combat power of the disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect, as the helmsman of Youlan Valley, one of the nine major forces, she knew the combat power of the iron corpse of the Yin Corpse Sect well, judging from the iron corpse controlled by Ji Wuchang, even an ordinary monk in the early stage of foundation building could not hurt it in the slightest, let alone such a little monk as Fengyun Wuji.

"You ......" Ji Wuchang looked at the iron corpse that was smashed into the ground, revealing a shiny and glowing head shell, and couldn't help but point at Fengyun Wuji with trembling fingers, unable to speak.

"Ji Wuchang, your iron corpse is nothing more than that! Why can't you stand the slap of my bricks! I'm really sorry for the golden sign of your Yin Corpse Sect, which damages the face of your elite disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect, if I were you, just find a place where no one is around, just hit your head and die, and the province will be embarrassed!"

"I ......" Ji Wuchang was choked by Fengyun Wuji's words, and his body trembled with anger.

"Brother Fengyun is mighty!" Lan Linglong suddenly clapped her hands happily and shouted happily.

Zhou Xiaoqing stared at Ji Wuchang with great contempt, and secretly scolded this elite disciple of the Yin Corpse Sect in his heart, without a diamond diamond to take over porcelain work, either his head was caught by the door, or he was kicked by a donkey, otherwise how could such a stupid thing happen, such a person, she would not follow him with all her heart, she had to think of a reason to completely shirk this marriage.

Only Lan Gui'er smiled at the corner of her mouth, and she didn't know if she was laughing at Fengyun Wuji's strong combat power or laughing at Ji Wuji's impermanence.

"Brother Fengyun, watch your back!" Lan Linglong suddenly shouted in shock.