Dongfang Fan was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't feel that there was any flaw in his words, but what Ding Hemei said was the truth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, Ding Hemei didn't know the "truth", she just wanted to find a reason - to kill Dongfang Fan, and then blame the Royal Corpse Gate.

"Ha, the seniors laughed, I'm just a civilian, where can I kill the disciples of your sect?" Dongfang Fan naturally couldn't admit it directly, so he immediately humbled himself.

"Your Excellency claims to have a master who can kill the corpse king Xuankui, the so-called famous teacher produces a high apprentice, why should Your Excellency be arrogant? I don't embarrass you, whether Liu Yumei is killed by you or not, she must be dealt with according to the rules of our corpse chasing world...... Fighting corpses is the only way! Ding Hemei frowned and drank, Dongfang Fan had heard of the term "fighting corpses" for the first time.

"Zhuang Jing, what is a fighting corpse?"

"Fighting corpses, just like the literal meaning, the two sides with grievances each send their own zombies to fight a duel, and the winning side has the right to choose to kill the other party, so as to understand the grievances between the two sides, and, once the corpse fight is over, the loser cannot resist the winner's right to life and death, otherwise, he will be hunted down by the entire corpse chasing world." Zhuang Jing explained, she was only worried: it would be best for the Poison Corpse Gate not to send out the Corpse Emperor.

"Oh? There is such a custom...... That's easy...... Okay, just follow your words, however, the younger generation is not a corpse chaser, I'm afraid there is no way to ......" Dongfang Fan recognizes this duel method, and it is always brighter to come with a clear gun than to secretly kill a killer.

"Don't say that this seat is not accommodating, as long as your side can send zombies, even if it is not owned by you, this seat will admit it!" Ding Hemei snorted coldly, thinking: As long as you kill the Sword Monarch in front of you and blame the Imperial Corpse Gate, and then kill Zhuang Jing and blame the "Master" of the Sword Monarch, causing a dispute between the two sides, at that time, the Poisonous Corpse Gate will be able to reap the benefits.

"Hah! The seniors are really generous! Good! According to the words of my predecessors, at this moment, right here, half an hour later, I will experience a 'corpse fight'! Dongfang Fan grinned, he thought the same as Zhuang Jing in his heart: instead, he hoped that the Poison Corpse Gate could send the Corpse Emperor.

Half an hour later, Dongfang Fan and Zhuang Jing were invited into the forbidden place, the meeting place of the Poison Corpse Gate.

At this time, it was already dusk, the light of the setting sun was sprinkled from the sky, in the open-air canyon, Dongfang Fan and Zhuang Jing stood at the entrance of the canyon, more than 20 meters opposite, standing Ding Hemei and a sedan chair, there seemed to be a person sitting in the sedan chair, and the other seventeen stewards of the poisonous corpse door stood on both sides, and a coffin was already placed on the field in the center.

"The shape of the coffin...... I didn't expect the Poison Corpse Gate to send a Corpse Emperor...... Big brother, they ...... I really want to kill you......" Zhuang Jing said in surprise, hoping that Dongfang Fan would be more vigilant.

"That's very good...... Zhuang Jing, don't you want to see what's inside the second coffin in Pingping Village? Then keep your eyes open and look at it...... "Dongfang Fan's right hand stretched forward, the savings space opened, and a black coffin appeared little by little from the space in the void, and finally landed in front of Dongfang Fan.

The stewards of the Poison Corpse Gate on Ding Hemei's side were all shocked: when had they ever seen such a method of summoning a coffin from the void?

"It seems that Your Excellency also has a trump card...... However, when you see the corpse in this coffin, you will know: all resistance is just stupid self-confidence! Let's get out of the coffin - the corpse emperor wins! Ding He Meigao shouted, and then poured a basin of blood on the stone platform in front of him towards the coffin of the Corpse Emperor.

Only part of the blood was stained on the coffin, and a lot of blood dripped on the ground, failing to stain the coffin completely, but a strange force caused the blood that did not fall on the coffin to slowly pour back, and after more than ten seconds, the coffin was dyed red by the blood - the coffin lid "bang" and slowly opened!

"Roar—"

The low roar of the beast brought an even more pressing deterrent!

It was a strange zombie more than two meters tall, its body was covered with yellow paper of amnesty, and its hands like eagle talons emitted a black corpse gas, and at the same time, a strong smell of drug mixing began to permeate.

Dongfang Fan looked at the corpse emperor for a while, nodded again and again, and then shouted with a serious face: "Xiaoqiang! Bite him! ”

Just when everyone felt speechless at Dongfang Fan's shout, the black coffin lid fell forward, and a small figure jumped out of the coffin.

The moment the little zombie appeared, he stared at the corpse emperor not far away, and after a while, he drooled!

"It's so fragrant~~ Can I really bite him?" The voice of the little zombie came to Dongfang Fan's mind, and the connection between the two was naturally a spiritual contract: this contract was regardless of race, as long as there was a separate spirit on both sides, it could be achieved.

"Talk, you're welcome...... When necessary, you are allowed to use the conjuring. Dongfang Fan responded, after absorbing the corpse qi of the drought ninety-nine, the soul conjuring sword is no longer something that normal people can use, and in desperation, he can only wrap it in a black cloth, and then trap it with a red rope, and at this time he is carrying the little zombie behind - the little zombie is estimated to be the only one who can use the "corpse" soul conjuring sword.

"Roar~~~! (I'm coming to bite you~~!) The little zombie roared excitedly, but the deterrent effect of this cute cry was not to mention, and it even provoked Zhuang Jing to scream, and she was about to rush up to hug her, but fortunately, Dongfang Fan picked it up like a cat.

Getting back to the point, the little zombie jumped and "rushed" to Yinggou, who seemed to have no desire to attack the little guy in front of him, so he just stood in place, motionless.

"Humph! With this level of corpse, you want to compete with the corpse emperor? Should I praise you for your courage, or mock your ignorance? Do it! Ding Hemei had a vicious expression on her face, and immediately knocked on the sedan chair next to her and shouted.

The figure in the sedan chair moved, and the corpse emperor won the hook before there was a movement-

"Roar!!"

Ying Gou took a step and swung his claws at the little zombie, but the little zombie's jumping power was very strong, and just saw Ying Gou's attack, he immediately jumped into the air above ten meters, and when he descended, his feet were just on the top of Ying Gou's head.

"Roar~~~! (I'm going to start~~~!) The little zombie twisted its head, roared again, and then took a deep breath, and after a while, black corpse qi quickly poured out of Ying Gou's body and flowed into the nostrils of the little zombie.

The little zombie is obviously snatching the corpse qi of the corpse emperor to win the hook!

"Quick! Knock him down! Ding Hemei drank anxiously and hammered the sedan chair with her left fist.

The corpse emperor's claws suddenly hit the top of his head, and the little zombie had no choice but to jump down, but the corpse qi connection with the corpse emperor was still there, only slightly weakened.

The little zombie didn't care about taking it slowly, and began to run around the field, while the corpse emperor Ying Gou followed behind him and kept chasing, but he was helpless because the little zombie was agile and couldn't effectively hurt the other party for a while.

The eighteen people on the side of the poisonous corpse gate are all anxious, and among them, Ding Hemei is the most, after all, the result of this corpse fight will directly determine the life and death of both sides, and the anxiety in his heart can be seen by looking at the expression on his face that gritted his teeth and frowned.

"Where did this kid get such a corpse? Being able to absorb the corpse qi of other corpses has never been heard of...... Don't...... Is the Corpse King's beheading fake? The little zombie in front of you is the Corpse King? "Ding Hemei has never seen the corpse king Xuankui, so naturally she can only judge by her own conjecture.

"Don't you want to absorb corpse qi? Good! Just let you suck! Poison the corpse! Ding Hemei was angry again, kicked the sedan chair with her left foot, and the whole sedan chair swayed for a long time before it calmed down.

At the same time, the Corpse Emperor stopped chasing, and the yellow paper of the pardon on his body began to fall, and a trace of blood-black corpse qi gushed out from his body, actively surging towards the little zombie!

"Oops! Eldest brother! Hurry up and let Xiaoqiang stop absorbing corpse qi! That's Yinggou's corpse poison, which is different from ordinary corpse qi! In addition, Yinggou has been cultivated by a large amount of poison in the Poison Corpse Gate, which can make all zombies surrender to it! Let Xiaoqiang come back! Zhuang Jing tugged at Dongfang Fan's sleeve, pointed at the little zombie and shouted anxiously.

"Uh...... No way...... The earthlings can't stop that little guy anymore......" Dongfang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, the little zombie had already reported it to him, saying that this poison was ineffective against him.

However, Dongfang Fan also expected that the body of the little zombie was the corpse demon drought, and from the words of the little zombie, he was suppressed for 5,000 years, that is to say, the cultivation of the little zombie was at least 5,000 years, and the corpse emperor won the hook for 2,000 years.

"Roar~~~~! (It's so delicious~!) A little more~!! The little zombie roared happily, and after three minutes, the little zombie was still absorbing the corpse poison, and there was no sign of slowing down, at this time, Ding Hemei finally realized: The corpse poison of the corpse emperor had no effect on this little zombie at all!

"Damn! Are you using all your strength?! Are you little girl trying to kill this seat?!! Ding Hemei saw that the situation was extremely unfavorable to herself, and she was so anxious that she actually reached into the sedan chair, grabbed the person inside, and locked the person's throat.

"It's her!!" Dongfang Fan's eyes were certain, his heart moved, his fingers instantly condensed the sword intent, and the sword qi broke out of the air, pointing at Ding Hemei's right arm, and suddenly, blood splashed and screamed to the sky!

Ding Hemei covered the broken wound of her right hand and screamed hysterically, and at the same time, the little girl who was originally choked by her neck fell, and the "cat's tail hat" on top of her head fell to the ground, and the little girl looked ahead with blank eyes......

"It's a finch!" Dongfang Fan jumped forward, took out a long sword from the storage space, and went away, crossed the field of fighting corpses, and landed next to Tong Qi'er's fallen body......