"Oh my God, Ye Xuan rushed to the army of corpse slaves alone!"

"Ye Xuan, come back soon!

"It's over, it's over, this kid is too reckless!"

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Ye Xuan's rebellion against the sky is obvious to everyone, but he wants to deal with this army of more than 80 million corpse slaves alone, and everyone is worried about him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ling'er and Concubine Xi Luo held hands, staring at Ye Xuan nervously with beautiful eyes, and they didn't dare to take a breath in the air, and they could feel the sweat in each other's palms when they were nervous!

The second daughter saw with her own eyes that Song Jing and Ye Xuan in the early stage of the fifth stage of the Yuan Infant could kill him.

But in the face of this army of more than 80 million corpse slaves who "can't be killed, and the infection is strong", what can Ye Xuan do with them!?

These army of more than 80 million corpse slaves, each spitting on it, can drown one person!

Just when everyone thought that Ye Xuan rushed out to fight with the army of corpse slaves, they saw that Ye Xuan, who rushed out like a goshawk, did not rush into the army of corpse slaves to fight with them.

Instead, he flew slowly in mid-air, as if he was looking for some target......

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on their nervous faces one by one, and then they remembered that he could pre-control the flight, and these corpse slave armies couldn't even touch a single hair of him.

Indeed, the corpse slaves with their teeth and claws grinning frantically at Ye Xuan, dancing their sharp claws, trying to bite this target alive.

However, Ye Xuan was flying slowly in mid-air like a goshawk, and these corpse slaves were sluggish, unable to attack their targets, and roared like madness.

Finally, Ye Xuan found his target in the dense army of corpse slaves!

It was an old corpse slave sitting in a chariot, and the appearance was very different from the more than 80 million mutant new corpse slaves.

The old corpse slave is not very different from ordinary people, but his face is dry, like a thousand-year-old zombie.

The old corpse slave and Ye Xuan are old acquaintances.

It is the blood corpse of the helmsman that Ye Xuan encountered in the frontier desert, the desert labyrinth, and a ghost palace sect rudder!

The blood corpse has now become the helmsman of the Yandang Country, and this time it is it that leads the entire corpse slave army of the rudder to besiege the Qingyun Sect.

"Hey, thief, it's you! You're not dead! You're flying!"

The blood corpse recognized Ye Xuan at a glance, and suddenly stood up from the chariot, and the old voice roared.

"Blood corpse old ghost, it's actually you, the road is narrow!"

Ye Xuan was suspended in front of the bloody corpse and smiled.

"Oh my God, it's actually a flying spirit treasure!"

"Hahaha, little thief, thank you for sending this earth-shattering treasure to Lao Tzu!"

The blood corpse had seen it well, and at a glance he could see that the robe on Ye Xuan's body fluttering in the wind like wings was a spirit treasure-level treasure, and a pair of eyes like dead fish eyes suddenly appeared with a greedy light.

"Little thief, give me death!"

Seeing that Ye Xuan was suspended two or three feet above his head, within his own attack range, the blood corpse suddenly launched a thunderous blow against Ye Xuan!

"Boom!"

The two dry palms of the blood corpse blasted out in the air, and the overwhelming aura blasted towards Ye Xuan's heart!

The blood corpse is the remnant of the Ghost Palace Sect a hundred years ago, and its strength has actually reached the peak of the eighth level of Zhuyuan, which is a little higher than Shangguan Bingbing!

This volley of two palms was shot first, and it was confident that the entire Desolate Ancient Continent would definitely not be able to stop it by a second person except for the sect leader demon!

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity that it's just a rudder master, if the devil comes, Lao Tzu will kick it over with a fucking kick, wouldn't it be troublesome!"

Faced with the overwhelming aura that bombarded him, Ye Xuan directly ignored it, and muttered to himself regretfully.

Just as Gang Qi was about to hit his chest, Douluo Fei's robe automatically protected the master, and with a slight shake, it blocked Ye Xuan's chest.

Bang!

The volleying palms of the mountains and seas slammed into Ye Xuan's chest!

The eyes of Feng Qingyang and the others on the gatehouse had been staring at Ye Xuan tightly, and seeing that he was going to fight with this old corpse slave who was the leader, everyone was not worried at all.

Because Feng Qingyang and the others understood that in the Desolate Ancient Continent, except for the Demon Sect Leader of the Ghost Palace Sect, Jue was no one Ye Xuan's opponent!

However, everyone never expected that Ye Xuan would not fight back and forcibly accept the volley palms of this old corpse slave at the peak of the Zhuyuan Eightfold!

"Ye Xuan, be careful, ......"

Everyone was too far apart to see that the Douluo flying robe was blocking Ye Xuan's chest, and they thought that he was holding it up and not taking a Ghost Palace Sect's Zhuyuan Eightfold Peak powerhouse in his eyes.

"Hahaha, thief, Lao Tzu's palm doesn't want your life!"

Seeing that his palms were slammed into Ye Xuan's chest like a mountain of volleys, the blood corpse laughed excitedly.

The half-grade Spirit Treasure Douluo Flying Robe couldn't help but be able to fly, and its defensive ability was also very strong.

The strength of the eightfold peak of the blood corpse was bombarded on the Douluo flying robe, and Ye Xuan directly felt that it was similar to tickling!

Ye Xuan was motionless, suspended quietly in mid-air, his heart was not beating or panting, his right hand was slowly stretched out, and the burning stick was already in his hand.

"You...... You...... Little thief, don't hold on any harder, hurry up and let Lao Tzu fall!"

The blood corpse's eyes like dead fish eyes almost fell out, and he didn't believe that this sixteen or seventeen-year-old kid, who hadn't grown all his hair, and hadn't released any yuan power all over his body, was able to catch his volley palms that burst out with all his might!

Killed 10,000 times, he didn't believe it!

This kid must be fucking dead to save face, hold on here!

"Blood corpse old ghost, you're tired, it's time for Lao Tzu to move his muscles and bones. ”

The corners of Ye Xuan's mouth hooked up a cold arc, and his body was motionless and suspended in mid-air, and suddenly, the Yuan power of the early stage of Zhuyuan Eightfold suddenly surged out and was injected into the burning stick in his hand!

Call!

The mysterious black bead at the tip of the burning stick emitted a ray of black light like a blade, and the waist slashed towards the waist of the bloody corpse!

"Grass you, thief, if you have the ability, you can do it!"

The blood corpse also followed Ye Xuan's appearance, motionless, and planned to take Ye Xuan's attack hard.

It's not that the bloody corpse is big, because he wants to use the bitter meat trick to lure Ye Xuan down.

As soon as Ye Xuan landed on the ground, he immediately used the evil art of the Ghost Palace Sect - "Ten Thousand Ghost Fixing Technique" to firmly fix Ye Xuan on the ground and let him dispose of it!

He had already estimated the power of Ye Xuan's attack.

Although Ye Xuan's exposed strength was stronger than he imagined, compared to himself, he was still a cut behind the boss.

The black, fire-burning stick-like thing in Ye Xuan's hand was neither a divine weapon nor a spiritual weapon, and it was definitely not powerful.

In this way, there is a good chance that he will be able to withstand his blow without being seriously injured.

When the thief hits him, he pretends to be seriously injured and falls to the ground, and the kid will definitely land on the ground!

As soon as he lands!

Hehe, death is inevitable!

That Lingbao-level flying robe also fell into the hands of Lao Tzu!

The blood corpse had a wishful thinking in his heart, and secretly manipulated the surrounding corpse slaves to leave far away, in case Ye Xuan was afraid that these corpse slaves would not come down.

Then he frantically ran the Yuan Force to protect his body, and took the blow of Ye Xuan's burning fire stick!

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