Yang Zhending and Xiong Maolin overcame all the obstacles in this tomb of the emperor of Futuo Kingdom, risked nine deaths and lives, and used four or five thousand soldiers as cannon fodder to get here.

Zhao Yang felt that this might be their final destination.

"Wait and find an opportunity, look at my gestures, take advantage of Yang Zhending to help us cover, let's find a way to rush over first!"

Zhao Yang's eyes flashed with determination.

If you want to continue to go inside, if you want to find the door of the transformation of the realm, and obtain the power of eternal life to break the death curse on your body, this is equivalent to a level, you must rush through here, otherwise it is impossible to continue walking.

Yang Zhending's Guanzhong Gang will definitely have an inevitable fierce battle with this meat dumpling.

And at this time, taking advantage of the chaos to rush over is definitely undoubtedly the best choice.

Otherwise, you can't wait until Yang Zhending and Xiong Maolin are all hacked to death by this meat dumpling, and then go up again, right?

Chen Fuwang and Xing Yunfu understood what Zhao Yang meant, nodded with solemn expressions, and at the same time subconsciously took a deep breath and made a preparatory posture to rush out at any time.

At the same time, Yang Zhending's side.

The appearance of this burly and huge meat dumpling directly frightened everyone to retreat, and even some soldiers were directly frightened and their legs weakened, and when they retreated, one of them tripped over the white bones under their feet and fell to the ground.

Yang Zhending held the black gold ancient knife tightly in his hand.

But the sharpness of the black gold ancient knife in Yang Zhending's hand actually felt that it was overwhelmed by the ghost head knife in the hand of the big meat zongzi. Not only that, but there is momentum.

So Yang Zhending's inexplicable forehead and back broke out in cold sweat. I had never felt such a powerful corpse qi.

It's really a rice dumpling fried out of a coffin.

In addition, Yang Zhending also saw the identity of the executioner of this big zongzi before his death, which was also one of the main reasons why he became a fierce corpse.

"Brother Zhending, wait for us to go out from here together, all these golden treasures, we will divide one and a half equally!"

At this time, Xiong Maolin, who was not far away, almost trembled at Yang Zhending in a trembling voice.

One and a half?

Xiong Maolin's meaning doesn't need to be explained.

Because Xiong Maolin was also afraid that Yang Zhending would abandon himself at this time and run away. After all, in this situation, his 'handsome' no longer has any substantive effect.

In order to survive, where can I take care of myself as a handsome?

Regarding this point, Xiong Maolin is still very clear.

In response to Xiong Maolin's trembling words, Yang Zhending clenched the black gold ancient knife in his hand and nodded, ready to speak, and promised to protect Xiong Maolin as much as possible to withdraw. This is not loyal to Xiong Maolin, in Yang Zhending's heart, even if it is cannon fodder, it can no longer be wasted excessively, if it can be saved, it must be saved as much as possible, because the road behind is still long.

Roar......

That is, Yang Zhending had just opened his mouth, and before he could say a word, the big meat dumplings slammed in front, and a hysterical roar roared, and at the same time, he raised the ghost head knife in his hand and slashed straight at a soldier who had tripped over the white bones just now, but had not had time to get up.

For a professional executioner and executioner, chopping and slashing are definitely the best, and basically one knife will never be made up for a second one.

Keng ......

There was an explosion, and the ghost head knife in the hand of the meat dumpling directly split the soldiers on the ground from the middle into two. It should be because of too much strength, so the split body instantly shot out to both sides, leaving only a blood mist like a red barrier in place! There was also a deep pit left on the ground, and countless debris shot out.

It's like a groundbreaking stab!

In Yang Zhending's incomparably shocked, this big meat dumpling swept out one by one, and the sharp ghost head knife directly cut off the two soldiers at the waist. It wasn't until the two soldiers fell to the ground that the soldiers were cut off by the waist and broke into two knots. It can also be seen from this how sharp this ghost-headed broadsword is.

"Second master, be careful!"

At this moment, the ghost-headed broadsword swept towards Yang Zhending, the expression on the face of the meat dumpling was terrifying, and although a pair of white eyes had no pupils, they did not hide their monstrous murderous aura at all!

At the critical moment, a King Kong under Yang Zhending made a brave move, holding the Miao knife in his hand and carrying it under the blade of the ghost's head broadsword.

It's a pity that it's like a mantis arm as a car.

The big meat zongzi with a monstrous murderous aura directly cut off the Miao knife that was blocking below, and took advantage of the situation to split the corpse of the soldier who was blocking Yang Zhending in front of him.

"Withdraw!"

Yang Zhending looked at the scene in front of him, his palms that were already holding the black gold ancient knife were sweating wildly, and his heart was even colder to the soles of his feet.

This big meat dumpling is far more powerful than Yang Zhending had expected in his heart before, it is really terrifying!

So Yang Zhending immediately changed his mind and hurriedly withdrew, and he didn't even have the courage to give it a try.

Because Yang Zhending really doubted that he could not bear this knife of it, and even if he withdrew a little later, maybe he would have to stay here forever......