It's just that Yun Bingqing still has Tang Shuyan's corpse poison in her body after all, although it is suppressed, it still has a slight impact on her, and she really tried her best at this time, but she was only able to parry Tang Shuyan's crazy claw attack.

"Roar!" "Roar!"

Bursts of roars sounded one after another, and the corpses turned into nineteen strong men finally moved!

Their first reaction was to besiege Yun Bingqing, who was constantly attacked by the Corpse King.

"It's over! Heaven is going to kill my nine clans! ”

This is the only thought in everyone's mind at this time.

Now Wulingzhai has gathered 100,000 elites of all ethnic groups in the mountains, if they die, then their generation will be regarded as dead in name.

In fact, they don't have to make such a ruinous move, and moving away is the best way.

But as an ancient tribe that has lived in these 100,000 mountains for hundreds of years, they are simple and do not have so many twists and turns, what is uprooted, what is a comeback, this is not within the scope of their consideration.

This mountain is their emotion, and this water is their life!

Even if they die, they will die in this mountain, even if they are moths to the fire, they will burn out their light, and then their souls will return to the mountain spirit and fall to the earth.

But at the moment, they were scared......

They don't want to be corpses and harm living beings, although they are not afraid of death, they are afraid that this kind of life is worse than death.

Everyone's eyes were filled with deep fear, and they no longer had the courage and hope they had at the beginning.

All of them cried out in their hearts for faith.

"God...... Help us! ”

……

……

Perhaps the prayers of the people were taken care of by the gods, and perhaps such an amazing monstrous corpse aura attracted which great power, I saw a bright light in the sky crossing the night sky like a meteor, and an astonishing sword aura cut a long hole in the dark night, bombarding the center of the melee.

At this time, Yun Bingqing was clumsy among the corpses, and he was about to be defeated, so he looked at the sky with some feeling, and just happened to see the sword light that was shining to the extreme.

"Boom!"

The sword light slashed directly at the corpse king Tang Shuyan's body, directly crushing the claws that Tang Shuyan was trying to resist, and blurred the flesh and blood of half of her chest on her right shoulder, and the green blood continued to drip to the ground, branding the bluestone slabs under her feet into small deep pits.

Looking at the night again, the bright moon is in the sky, a man steps on a flying sword, standing in the middle of the moonlight, the cold moonlight bathes in his body, the heavens and stars surround him, a white clothes hunting in the wind, fairy posture out of the dust, peerless.

Yun Bingqing looked at the figure, and was stunned for a moment, and even the movements in his hands slowed down by half a minute.

However, she was slow, not the dozen or so corpses besieging her, and just as she was about to be slashed by a strange weapon, the man in the night sky had already stepped on the flying sword and rushed to her side, wrapping her waist around her waist and knocking the weapons around her with his finger sword.

At this time, Yun Bingqing saw clearly that the man in front of her was wearing a silver mask, covering her entire face, but for some reason, she felt that this man had a sense of familiarity.

"Girl, won't you come down?"

After looking at it for a moment, the man's warm and jade-like voice woke Yun Bingqing suddenly, and then she realized that she was being gently embraced by the man in front of her, and then immediately came back to her senses and stood up, panickedly tidying up her clothes that had been messy for an unknown amount of time.

"I ......"

Yun Bingqing suddenly didn't know what to say.

"The girl's posture of falling into the city, how can she be contaminated by such filthy things, and then, give it to this seat!"