Chapter Twenty-Eight: The King of Zombies

In the ring, Xia Qing was like an old monk, sitting cross-legged and motionless, with the wooden sword lying horizontally on his knees. It seems that he is closing his eyes to recuperate, but in fact, he has already seen Zhao Gui and others, and he condescendingly saw the faces of several people clearly.

"Want to play tricks? ”

Xia Qing sneered in his heart, he had already thought of this trick of the demons, and ordered Hong Qishao to make a few incense burners overnight, just to deter and scare these demons. Directly put out the incense burner, for fear of scaring the demons not to take the stage, and on the other hand, it is also to prevent the demons from forcibly snatching the incense burner directly. Ten or eight fakes are mixed together, true and false, and the demons will be in trouble.

Xia Qing had already thought of countermeasures, below the congenital realm, no one was afraid!

More and more people gathered under the ring, and the crowd began to be a little restless, and they couldn't wait anymore. The ordinary caravan guards didn't dare to take the stage, asking themselves if they didn't have that ability, but some wandering warriors who had just arrived from other places were ready to move. If you win Xia Qing, you can not only become famous immediately, but also take away 10,000 taels of silver, which is an irresistible temptation for wandering warriors.

At the edge of the crowd, the faces of Zhao Gui and the others became more and more ugly.

Venerable Bai's face was gloomy, looking at Xia Qing who was sitting in the ring from a distance, and suddenly turned to Zhao Gui and said, "Zhao Gui, you go up." ”

"Why me?"

Zhao Gui refused, this was originally Venerable Bai's task.

"Because, you have cultivated the immortal body of the Zombie King, and after the sealing skill fell to the acquired realm, your combat power is the strongest in our group!"

There are some similarities between the Hundred Ghost Sect and the Yinshan Sect, and Venerable Bai knows Zhao Gui's situation well, and continues gloomily: "Of course, you can also not go, but after the overthrow of the Xia Wangfu, the territory of the Yan Kingdom will not have your share of the Yinshan Sect." When the time comes, you can move to Wuzhou, where you can rebuild the mountain gate of your Yinshan Sect. ”

"Venerable Bai, you ......"

Zhao Gui's face suddenly changed color, according to the plan, after overthrowing the Xia Wangfu, the resources of the Yan Kingdom would be divided equally among the major sects, and the Yinshan Sect could obtain a large territory and try to form the legendary zombie country;

Among the major sects, the Yinshan Sect suffered the heaviest losses, the old rich man Zhao was killed before he could transform into a real thousand-year-old corpse king, and the mountain gate disguised as Zhaojiazhuang was also gone, and was burned to ashes by Xia Qing and others. Now, if the Hundred Ghost Sect and the Five Poisons Sect eat black, it is very likely that the Yinshan Sect will be completely swallowed up!

"Yes, Zhao Gui, you are the most suitable. Gu Chu echoed, showing the attitude of the Five Poisons Sect, and his face was also gloomy. The incense burner was too powerful, Venerable Bai didn't dare to go up, and he didn't dare to take risks easily, this task could only be handed over to Zhao Gui, the young sect master of the Yinshan Sect.

Zhao Gui was silent, his face became heavier and heavier, and the atmosphere was a little tense. Although the major evil sects have come together, they each have their own ghosts, and they really encounter danger and have their own little calculations.

Seeing that something was wrong with the situation, Ouyang Wankang walked up to play a round, "Zhao Gongzi, Venerable Bai and Gu Zuo are right, you have practiced the immortal body of the zombie king, you are indeed the most suitable candidate, even if Xia Qing is powerful, there is no way to take you, at least it is a tie." In this way, whether you win or lose, I guarantee the safety and interests of your Yinshan Sect in the name of the Western Regions Protectorate. As long as the Yan Kingdom and the Xia Wangfu are destroyed, your benefits will be indispensable, how about it?"

Zhao Gui was silent, his face was a little better, with the guarantee of the Western Regions Protectorate, he was not afraid that the Hundred Ghost Sect and the Five Poisons Sect would secretly make it bad. After all, Ouyang Tu has been operating in the Western Regions for many years, and although he is still nominally a general of the Dakang Dynasty, he has actually supported his own army, and as long as he destroys the Xia Wangfu, he can overthrow the Yan State and establish himself as the king. At that time, Ouyang Sect will need to check and balance the major sects, and it will not be beneficial for him to lose the Yinshan Sect.

"Zhao Gui, your father is no longer here, but you, the young sect master, are going to officially become the sect master of the Yinshan Sect. Why, a dignified sect master, don't you have the courage to challenge a young martial artist?" Venerable Bai sneered, when he spoke, the wind gusted, his body shook slightly, and the whole person was like a clothes rack that could float up at any time, eerie and mysterious, as if some evil exercises were brewing in secret.

"Venerable Bai, in the future, when I practice to become a thousand-year-old zombie king, I will definitely ask you for advice!"

Zhao Gui snorted coldly, his body suddenly rose in the air, and he stepped on people's shoulders and flew towards the ring. The people who were stepped on by him invariably shook their hands and feet coldly, and their faces suddenly turned pale and bloodless, as if the yang energy gathered on their shoulders was suddenly stepped out of their bodies.

Venerable Bai's face became even more gloomy, knowing that Zhao Gui was deliberately demonstrating to himself. Having said that, although this guy is young, his ability is not small, and he has already obtained the true inheritance of the old rich man Zhao. After practicing the body of a thousand-year-old zombie king over time, he is really a master that should not be underestimated!

"Hehe, as long as Zhao Gui is willing to go all out, the kid surnamed Xia is dead. The immortal body of the Zombie King is definitely a nightmare for all the martial artists in the world!" Gu Chu sneered.

"He didn't dare not give it his all unless he didn't want to live. If you don't kill Xia Qing, Ben Shao will destroy his Yinshan Sect!" Ouyang Wankang gritted his teeth, eager to eat Xia Qing who was sitting cross-legged in the ring in one bite. Since he was a child, he has never won the battle with Xia Qing, and this time he must win! This can't kill Xia Qing, and he can't explain to his father Ouyang Tu, he has no face to mix up in Fufeng City.

Venerable Bai and Gu Chu glanced at each other and said in unison, "Young master, don't worry, the kid surnamed Xia is dead!"

"Haha, he's dead!" Ouyang Wankang smirked.

Several family disciples standing behind Ouyang Wankang also sneered, waiting to see how Xia Qing would die this time.

On the high platform, Xia Qing was still closing his eyes and recuperating, sitting cross-legged and motionless, but Qin Yuan suddenly stood on the edge of the ring in the air, blocking Zhao Gui who was flying by, and his voice was low, "What kind of person? This is a martial artist ring, if you want to challenge on the stage, you must first seal your own skills!"

"Zhao Jiazhuang, Zhao ...... Expensive!"

Zhao Gui paused word by word, flew and landed in the ring, and snorted coldly to seal his own skills.

The reason why he didn't want to fight just now was that he didn't want the Hundred Ghost Sect and the Five Poisons Sect to take advantage of it, not that he was really afraid of Xia Qing; on the contrary, he was full of confidence in himself, and the strong body of the Zombie King was not afraid of any martial arts attack! Now, it's time for Xia Qing to double his dedication and repay his father's revenge with blood for blood!

"It's you! Childe, be careful, this demon has become the immortal body of the Zombie King!"

Qin Yuan recognized Zhao Gui, reminded Xia Qing and slowly retreated, standing aside to suppress the formation. Lu Qinghong walked up, her face was also solemn. The bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods all rushed over, and the opponent became stronger and stronger, although Xia Qing's swordsmanship was excellent, could he deal with this zombie king?

The crowd became restless, and some people also recognized Zhao Gui's identity and origin, knowing how powerful the zombie king of the Yinshan Sect was, and they all became nervous for Xia Qing.

Another fierce battle is coming!

People's eyes widened, nervous and anticipating, not knowing who would win this battle.