Zombies are not within the six realms, nor are they the things of the five elements, they are monsters abandoned by the reincarnation of the six realms of heaven and earth, without three souls and seven spirits, once the body dies, it will disappear forever in the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zombies can't use Dao techniques, this is the consensus reached by the entire cultivation world, but this Zeng Fan in front of him is obviously a zombie body, but he used Dao techniques in front of Yan Ning and easily dissolved Yitang's White Tiger Slash.

How could Yan Ning not be shocked!

"Boy, this world is very big, how can you understand it if you are in a safe corner? Why the Immortal Sect can attract so many disciples, do you know now?"

Zeng Fan's words hit Yan Ning's heart.

The ultimate doctrine of the Immortal Sect can actually be seen from the name of the Immortal Sect. Why do so many people choose to follow the Immortal Religion?

Choosing the Immortal Religion is choosing Immortality!

Zeng Fan enjoyed Yan Ning's shocked expression very much, but he also understood that he didn't have time to spend time with Yan Ning, and before Yan Ning could react, he saw him suddenly rush towards Yan Ning and hit Yan Ning hard in the lower abdomen!

The zombie is infinitely powerful, Zeng Fan is even more terrifying, a simple punch directly knocked Yan Ning into the corridor he came down just now, and smashed a human shape on the floor!

Yan Ning lifted his clothes and saw that his lower abdomen had been beaten by Zeng Fan's fist, and his ribs were broken.

He felt that his internal organs were about to be displaced, if it weren't for the medicinal bath every day when he followed Fang Shitian in the past, as well as the high-intensity exercise, maybe Yan Ning would have been shocked to death by Zeng Fan's fist!

"Weak! so weak that it is vulnerable!" Zeng Fan smiled disdainfully, holding the brocade box in his hand, and preparing to leave without looking back.

"Don't want to leave!" Yan Ning was in a hurry, and hurriedly summoned thirty-six golden needles and turned into a whirlwind to chase them out.

I saw that the thirty-six golden needles turned into a powerful whirlwind, rolled up the stones on the ground, and formed a terrible storm like a sandstorm, rushing towards Zeng Fan.

Zeng Fan's eyes lit up when he saw Yan Ning use the thirty-six golden needles, if he snatched the thirty-six golden needles in Yan Ning's hand, wouldn't he be one step closer to true immortality?

"You're really my nobleman!"

Zeng Fan laughed coldly, and waved his Dao Banner again, only to see countless black gases coming out of the Dao Flags, forming a natural barrier in front of Zeng Fan, and if you look closely, there are actually painful human faces in the black gas!

This black barrier was forged with the souls of hundreds of people!

Yan Ning wanted to stop, but it was too late, the storm formed by the thirty-six golden needles crashed straight into the black gas barrier, Zeng Fan thought the mantra, although the black qi was weakened a lot by the golden needle storm, but in the end, it was still unable to defeat the black qi, and was consumed by the black qi!

"Come here!" Zeng Fan was overjoyed when he saw that Yan Ning's offensive was neutralized, and he flicked the Dao flag, and the black qi wrapped the thirty-six golden needles that had lost their strength.

Zeng Fan opened the brocade box, and Yan Ning's thirty-six golden needles also fell into it, placing them side by side with the thirty-six golden needles auctioned by Nanfeng Daoist.

"Zeng Fan!

Zeng Fan hadn't shown any joy yet, he only heard the whistling sound in his ears in a blink of an eye, and when he saw the cold light flickering in the corner of his eye, he knew that it was Yan Ning who followed closely behind the Golden Needle Storm and slashed at him with a knife!

"Just ordinary soldiers, you also want to hurt me?" Zeng Fan smiled disdainfully, closed the lid of the brocade box, and wanted to take Yan Ning's knife with his bare hands.

Who knows, when this knife went down, Zeng Fan not only failed to block Yan Ning's knife, but instead witnessed his arm being cut off by Yan Ning Qigen, falling to the ground, and rolling weakly.

"The body of a purple armor zombie also wants to block my Soul Breaking Knife?"

Yan Ning, who was holding the Dark Break, sneered, and did not give Zeng Fan a chance to react, and slashed horizontally, wanting to take Zeng Fan's life directly.

"Ding-"

At this moment, a huge Buddha bead suddenly roared past Yan Ning's ear and hit the blade of the Broken Blade, Yan Ning's blade turned, and it failed to slash at Zeng Fan's body, but on the luxury car parked aside.

The cold light flashed, and the luxury car was divided into two, and the knife edge was as smooth as a mirror!

When Rao is Zeng Fan saw this scene, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: What kind of magic weapon is this kid holding in his hand? If this knife is cut on me......

Yan Ning was not happy at all because of the power of the Underworld, he turned around coldly, but saw two people standing behind him.

One of them was older than Yan Ning and dressed in a white robe with glasses on the bridge of his nose, while the other was a bald monk with a few Buddhist beads in his hands.

"Zhou Ji, Evil Sky, you two still dare to appear in front of me?" Yan Ning said in a cold voice.

Zhou Ji glanced at Zeng Fan: "Yan Ning, you can't escape from our palms today!"

Before Yan Ning came to Hong Kong, he couldn't confront himself, but now it's only been a dozen days, how could Yan Ning be able to deal with the three of them?

Yan Ning's face remained unchanged, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Zhou Ji: "Who can't escape from the palm of someone's hand, it's hard to say." ”

The evil empty face suddenly sank, and he saw two figures slowly walking out behind Yan Ning.

"Yan Ning, are you okay?" Yang Lei walked up to Yan Ning and asked.

Yan Ning shook his head and looked at Zhang Quan on the side: "The three guys in front of you are from the Immortal Sect, you can choose one of your opponents yourself." ”

Zhang Quan held a long sword, his eyes swept over Zhou Ji and the others, and then pointed at the evil sky: "Just this bald monk." ”

Yang Lei laughed: "Zeng Fan left it to me, I want to avenge my brothers!"

Hearing this, Evil Sky and Zeng Fan both smiled disdainfully, while Yan Ning looked at Zhou Ji coldly, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth: "Then, I can only trouble you?"

Zhou Ji sneered: "Don't let any of you leave here today!"

"I'll give you back this sentence as it is!"

Yan Ning roared angrily and directly slashed at Zhou Ji with his sword, and the battle was about to break out!

Zhang Quan summoned three Yin soldiers and surrounded the Evil Sky Monk in the middle, while the Evil Sky Monk threw the Buddha beads high, forming a purple barrier to surround himself, and fought with the three Yin soldiers with his bare hands.

Yang Lei is a halfway monk Mr. Yin and Yang, he holds a money sword in his right hand and a Dao talisman in his left hand, spitting fireworks at one time and sending out a palm thunder at one time.

On the other hand, Yan Ning's side, after a month of retreat before Yan Ning came to Hong Kong, Yan Ning had already been reborn, Zhou Ji's moves and styles were just a child's play in his eyes, every time Yan Ning swung the knife, Zhou Ji's face was a little ugly, and in less than a moment, Zhou Ji was exhausted!

"Bald!

"Don't worry, none of you can save anyone tonight!"

Yan Ning lifted the Shadow Break high and directly penetrated Zhou Ji's heart!

This time, Zhou Ji has no chance of surviving! (To be continued.) )