The tendons of the hand were severed, and the long knife in the right hand of the corpse king on the ground was suddenly unstable.

Fire Knife Method!

Whew!

The sword wind roared like the shadow of ten thousand mountains pressed down, and it was like ten thousand meteorites outside the sky covering the sky, when it was cut to ninety-nine eighty-one knives, bang!

The long knife in the corpse king's left hand finally couldn't withstand the same blows again and again, the blade was shattered, and countless cold light blades exploded at such a close distance, directly blasting the left tentacle hand into a bloody blur.

The Corpse King screamed in pain.

The screaming sound at this moment was deafening, forming sound waves visible to the naked eye, like magic sounds, and all the surrounding obstacles were torn apart.

He couldn't accept that he would end up in such an embarrassing situation.

He was the eighth person to be sent to Japan a hundred years ago!

Now, he was beaten by a fledgling hairy boy who was powerless.

It's truly powerless.

Even if he practiced knives in his mother's womb, he has been practicing knives for at most 20 years now, but he actually lost to such a hairy boy who was despised by him at the beginning.

His conceit made him unable to bear the embarrassment and self-esteem being trampled on at this moment, like a crazy howl.

The Corpse King's scream was like a magic sound, it was so terrifying that with him as the center, the sound waves exploded into powder. It is conceivable how terrifying the strength of the Corpse King is, if he hadn't been hit hard one after another, this former eighth person under the Japanese Traveling Envoy would never have been so miserable.

The Corpse King roared wildly, and the squares that were close at hand were even more immune.

It was too late for him to retreat, his eyes were sharp, and he could only resist.

Dragon and Tiger double golden bell jar!

A tiger and a dragon roared, and an ancient temple golden bell, with the recklessness of the ancient years and the sense of historical heaviness, was the head covering the square.

Boom!

The sound waves visible to the naked eye hit the golden bell jar, and the sound of a grand ancient bell was like a sound in an ancient temple deep in the mountains.

The Corpse King's right hand tendon was severed, and his left hand was also blown into a bloody blur by the blade, and he could only roar wildly, trying to resist Fangzheng's pursuit of victory.

In order to fight for wound healing for yourself.

He swears!

He will never play with a big knife in front of Fang Zheng again!

Because, he wanted, tore the square alive, ahhhhhh

However, the Corpse King then found that Fang Zheng was unharmed.

However, Fang Zheng was not easy to resist, and the Demon Sound of the Corpse King was full of unwillingness and anger, and the momentum was too great.

Even if he had a golden bell jar to counteract the sonic attack, it was a little difficult.

When the sound wave disappeared, he was a little exhausted, and he walked a little vainly, although he resisted the sound wave, but it also continued to consume a lot of his physical strength.

But his face was cold.

The gaze is firm and resolute.

Armed with a long knife, he killed the place where the Corpse King had originally fallen, however, when Fang Zheng killed, the Corpse King disappeared again.

Not in situ.

......

Exhaustion!

And unwillingness! and wrath!

The Corpse King felt more tired than ever before, and he peeked through the cracks in the walls of the ruins to sneak a glance at the black figure walking back and forth in the mist not far away.

This young man.

made him embarrassed like never before.

The right hand that has been cut off the tendon can still feel the hot and hot feeling at the wound. It wasn't just a burning sensation in the flesh, but a burning sensation that went straight to the soul, and it was a soul injury.

The heavy killing karma on the Ghost Head Knife, as well as the blazing True Qi, were all burning his soul and preventing the wound from healing.

"Damn, if my lower body hadn't been destroyed, why would I be so embarrassed now......"

"And the insidious goat! If it hadn't been attacked first... How could my strength be compromised so much......"

"If his sword skills are not so high......"

"If the long knives of the two substitutes can be harder......"

"What if... Why... Why ......"

The corpse king looked at the black figure that was not far away in the mist, and he was unwilling, he naturally knew where there were so many ifs in the world, but he was extremely unwilling.

He was the fiercest lion.

but he almost died at the hands of the weaker calf.

"Corpse King, where are you... Didn't you say you were going to kill me......"

"Come on, I'll just stand here, come and kill me, kill me, and you can get the Dragon Ball......"

"You're not saying that the two of us can only walk out alive today... Didn't you say that you were the one who walked out alive... Why, the corpse king became the turtle king, are you planning to learn from Wang Ba until he is a thousand years old......"

Bang!

Thundered!

A wall of broken walls reached him, and pieces of earth and stones were smashed with a knife, and Fang was wandering back and forth in the ruins.

Black figures walked around in the mist, with a hazy and vague feeling, like evil spirits wandering, feeding on fear, searching the ruins for fearful, frightened humans.

"Actually... I'm the one who hates playing hide and seek......"

Bang!

Fang Zheng's left palm smashed a broken marble pillar that was only half left, and it was already crumbling.

As a result, there was nothing behind the stone pillars.

I found a vacancy.

The Corpse King remained hidden, trying to suppress his breathing, lest Fang Zheng would hear his breathing.

Wait!

Just wait for me to recover, and I'll tear you apart alive this time!

The Corpse King hid behind the broken wall, revealing one eye, staring back and forth in the mist without daring to breathe, and from time to time made a big black figure move.

Shout!

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air overhead, and it flew at great speed.

The corpse king was just about to look at him, the reason why he hid was because he didn't have the idea of borrowing a knife to kill someone, but as a result... Bang!

A dried corpse that fell from the sky was directly exploded by Fang Zheng's punch in the air.

More and more dried corpses were attracted by the momentum of the battle here, and they were all blown up with one punch.

Click! Click! Click!

Around, there are more spider-man corpses with their hands and feet bent in the opposite direction, attracted by the movement here, and surrounded and killed.

However!

The Corpse King was shocked to see that Fang Zheng was all one punch, and it was easy to destroy.

He thinks that the corpse in the ruins that is the most difficult to deal with can't resist a punch, and even he is not as good as... Wrong!

"If he was really that strong, he would have already been a Japanese envoy... The most difficult thing to deal with is that after killing one or two, they will immediately gather into a large ......"

"He's not afraid of any of this at all, he should be better than me......"

The Corpse King looked around at the foggy world around him, his eyes revealing a look of thought, and a sudden appearance that gradually emerged.

Ghost Blindfold!!

After thinking about it for a moment, the corpse king who was hiding behind the broken wall subconsciously looked in the direction of Fangzheng.

As a result, the black figure in the fog disappeared at some point, and he lost Fangzheng!

"Where the hell are you?!"

The Corpse King's heart sank slightly, and he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that he would be found by Fang Zheng.

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