These nine bronze corpses were scrapped after almost being punched by Zhao Zhen.

No matter how much you make a body of steel, you will never be able to get up again.

"What else do you have?"

After Zhao Zhen broke the last bronze corpse, he looked at Shao Kuo and killed Sensen.

Because of Tang Ji and Tang Xiu's brothers, he didn't have a good impression of the disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect.

And from the "Introductory Encyclopedia" of Zhengtian Dao, Zhao Zhen knew that the Corpse Yin Sect was a crooked way of the evil sect, which was despised by all major sects, and everyone was punished for it.

Pedal Pedal ......

Shao Kuo took a few steps back, blood came out of his mouth, and his originally sick face turned even paler.

He looked at the broken bronze corpses, and his heart was like a knife.

These bronze corpses, each of which has been sacrificed by him for several years, I don't know how much effort has been spent, is an important means for him to cross the rivers and lakes.

But now it has been completely ruined, and years of hard work have been ruined.

"You forced me to ......"

Suddenly, Shao Kuo screamed, his eyes blood-red, as if he was crazy, which made people shudder.

His palm landed on the storage bag again, and the light flashed, and a dark wooden coffin appeared and stood in front of him.

Boom!

The lid of the coffin is opened.

An eerie chill washed out, causing the air around to plummet, as if it were the middle of winter.

In the wooden coffin, there is also a corpse puppet.

It's just that this corpse puppet is very different from the previous bronze corpses, tall, mighty, wearing chain mail, and it seems to be an old general.

"It's ......"

Zhao Zhen's pupils shrank: "Silver corpse!"

That's right, the corpse puppet in this wooden coffin is a silver corpse.

Zhao Zhen knew very well that all silver corpses were refined from the corpses of Yuan cultivators, but they had no Yuan Power and could not perform magical spells, but their physical bodies were extremely strong, and they were by no means comparable to copper corpses.

"It's not good, this is a silver corpse refined from the corpse of a cultivator, it is infinitely powerful, invulnerable, and there is no opponent in the innate realm. ”

On the side of the Flowing Wind Country, many well-informed masters screamed, their expressions solemn, and they felt that something was wrong.

Including Shangguan Yin and Shangguan Rui, their hearts sank to the bottom.

No one thought that Shao Kuo had a silver corpse on his body.

A silver corpse can kill all the people present.

Zhao Zhen is finished!

They're done too.

"Kill, kill, I will kill you and refine them all into corpse puppets!"

Shao Kuo was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.

He seemed to be in control of the situation, and let out a long howl, immediately urging the "Psychic Blood Talisman" inside the silver corpse.

In the wooden coffin, the silver corpse suddenly opened its eyes, and a terrifying momentum rose to the sky, as if the long-sleeping killing god had woken up, which was suffocating.

Swish!

The silver corpse rushed out of the wooden coffin and rushed directly towards Zhao Zhen.

His speed was so fast that everyone could barely see a faint shadow.

One foot out.

Bang!

The ground is cracked and rubble is splattered.

Immediately the people withdrew far away, or they would surely suffer.

Zhao Zhen dodged the trampling of the silver corpse and immediately launched a counterattack.

A pair of his fists fell like raindrops, and dozens of punches had been thrown in an instant.

Barely a single punch missed, and all of them hit the silver corpse.

Bang bang bang......

A series of shrill voices rang out.

The silver corpse kept retreating, and was subjected to a terrible attack, but it was unscathed, and it was not scrapped like those bronze corpses.

This is the power of the Silver Corpse.

"Why do you want to shake the silver corpse too?"

A cruel smile appeared on Shao Kuo's pale face, and under the continuity of his mind, he continued to manipulate the silver corpse through the "Psychic Blood Talisman" to attack.

After a long time of fruitless attack, Zhao Zhen felt that the internal breath was consumed violently, so he retreated and took a breather.

But the silver corpse followed closely like a tarsal bone, not giving him any respite.

Clang!

A long sword appeared in Zhao Zhen's hand, and with a flash of sword light, it immediately slashed at the silver corpse, splashing a string of sparks.

"So hard?"

Zhao Zhen looked at the shattered long sword in his hand and was extremely shocked.

The sword shattered, but the silver corpse was only left with a faint trace.

Sou!

I didn't have time to think about it, and the sound of the howling wind filled my ears.

I saw that the hands of the silver corpse were lined up, and the five fingers were slightly opened, and the attack on Zhao Zhen's head was extremely fierce.

If this is implemented, the head will inevitably be opened.

At the critical moment, Zhao Zhen's body sank, dodged the attack of the silver corpse, and then kicked out, hitting the silver corpse in the chest.

Boom!

Under the powerful force, the silver corpse's body retreated a few feet, cracking the layers of trampling on the ground.

But the silver corpse did not feel any pain, and was not afraid of death, and threw himself forward again.

Clang!

Suddenly, another sword light.

The silver corpse froze in front of Zhao Zhen, one breath, two breaths, three breaths, and fell down with a bang, falling apart.

Burst!

Shao Kuo spurted out a mouthful of blood and screamed: "No, ......"

I saw another long sword appear in Zhao Zhen's hand, but this long sword was different from the previous one, slender, sharp, and full of spirituality......

It's a flying sword.

It was he who killed He Pengfei, the true disciple of the Haoran Sword Sect.

No matter how powerful the silver corpse is, it can't resist the flying sword.

However, this flying sword is a stolen object, and once exposed, it will invite trouble.

So after Zhao Zhen killed the silver corpse, he put it away in the blink of an eye, causing many people to have no time to see it clearly.

He rushed forward and came to Shao Kuo's face, and it was a palm.

Click!

Shao Kuo immediately flew out and landed on the ground, and the blood instantly stained the ground.

His chest was deeply sunken, and his clothes were torn, and the palm prints could be clearly seen.

Zhao Zhen looked at Fang Ji with a smile on his face.

It's just that this smile is a little hideous.

Fang Ji's body trembled, and he was afraid, shocked, and angry, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, and finally turned into deep fear.

looked around and found that there was no one else, it turned out that unconsciously, the guards he brought, capable people, and congenital masters, all died in the hands of Zhao Zhen.

He became a loner.

"I, I, I...... It's the Seven Princes of the Dali Dynasty, the royal nobles, if you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of the revenge of the Dali Dynasty?"

He has always been high and invincible, and he shouted loudly.

It's a pity that the voice is not as confident as before.

"What's the use of being afraid?"

Zhao Zhen walked forward and responded lightly: "If you came to the Flowing Wind Country to kill me, you should have thought that there would be this result." ”

Fang Ji was dumbfounded, and was choked by Zhao Zhen's answer, speechless.

However, he was a prince after all, and he had also learned a lot of power techniques under the influence of his ears and eyes, so he immediately had a new way to deal with it, and pretended to be calm and said: "Zhao Zhen, you killed Fang Hong, the prince of the Nine Emperors, I know that you have already been freed and are not afraid of anything, but have you ever thought about your family?"

"I don't know you yet, the Dali Dynasty already has a plan, ready to send troops to conquer the Tieyun Kingdom, when the war is burning, the smoke is everywhere, I don't know how many people will die, no matter where you flee to, the Dali Dynasty will definitely find out the people related to you, and then kill them. ”

"So, you'd better ...... now Restrain me from the precipice and let me go, as long as I return to the Dali Dynasty safely, I will go around and resolve the matter of you killing Fang Hong, how about it?"

Zhao Zhen looked at him with a sneer: "You...... Surely death. ”

Fang Yi's face changed greatly, but when he saw that Zhao Zhen had already rushed towards him, he was immediately frightened, and screamed as he retreated: "Don't, don't kill me, please, if you kill me, the Great Departure Dynasty will definitely send Yuan cultivators to kill you, let me go, I can give you whatever you want......"

At the moment of life and death, where does Fang Ji still have a little noble posture, flustered speech, begging, coercion and temptation, he will open his mouth and come.

It's a pity that he doesn't understand Zhao Zhen.

Regardless of his mouth, Zhao Zhen will not be affected at all.

Click!

The figure flickered, and then the sound of bones shattering.

I saw Zhao Zhen catching up with Shang Ji between the lightning, grabbed it with his big hand, and twisted Fang Ji's head off and held it in his hand, the blood was dripping, ticking non-stop.

Wow!

The scene was in an uproar.

This scene was so bloody.

The dignified prince, the powerful contender for the throne, died like this, and his head was screwed off in their eyes.

In an instant, many people looked at Zhao Zhen with eyes full of fear, as if they were looking at a devil, trembling.

How can someone be so murderous?

Then the crowd was replaced by deep concern.

Fang Ji died in the Flowing Wind Country, can the Great Departure Dynasty give up?

Smack!

Shangguan Yin clapped his hands and applauded, admiring Zhao Zhen's strength to the extreme, it was really eye-opening: "What a ruthless killing god!"

"Mr. Zhao......"

Shangguan Rui smiled and opened his mouth to step forward, just taking a few steps.

Boom!

Fang Ji's head fell right in front of him, blood spilled on the ground, stopping his steps in an instant.

The crowd was shocked.

"Protect the emperor, the prince ......"

Bell Bell ......

Countless guards rushed over, protected Shangguan Yin and Shangguan Rui, and stared at Zhao Zhen vigilantly.

"Mr. Zhao, what do you mean by this?"

The smile on Shangguan Rui's face froze, and he looked at Zhao Zhen in confusion.

In fact, he was also a little afraid in his heart, for fear that Zhao Zhen would go crazy and continue to kill.

"I don't like to be led away, if there is a next time, I will not be spared!"

Zhao Zhen said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, Shangguan Rui suddenly felt weak and speechless.

It turns out that people already know those things, and they understand it.

No one likes to be calculated and used as a gunman.

"Mr. Zhao is a noble man of the Flowing Wind Country, there is no need to be angry, this matter is my fault, the imperial brother is just acting on orders......"

At this moment, Shangguan Yin spoke, his attitude was very sincere, and he did not have the emperor's arrogance.

"Mr. Zhao came to the Flowing Wind Country this time to suppress the beast tide, I don't know what progress there is? ”

"Do you remember Peach Smoke Snow?"

Zhao Zhen stared at Shangguan Yin for a while before asking.

(End of chapter)