Yuan Jixian was extremely angry in his heart, thinking that his hundreds of years of life, his strength was even stronger to the top level, but now he was teased by two children who added up to less than half a hundred, and this shame made him crazy.

For a moment, its body erupted with a dazzling earthy yellow light, followed by endless waves of land, like a tsunami, swooping towards the two of them, and everywhere they went, there was no grass.

"Up!" Xian Feng roared angrily, his whole body was full of green muscles, like a small snake winding around. He did his best to build a thick wall in front of the two, and he briefly blocked Yuan Jixian's attack.

In fact, if it were only Xian Feng, things would be much simpler. Facing the Kui-level zombies head-on, he didn't dare to boast about this Haikou, but he retreated with his whole body, according to his current strength, he could definitely do it, just by integrating into the underground and escaping. But now Zhuge Yunyi is in trouble, he doesn't have the ability to escape like himself, his brother is in front, how can he escape alone?

"Old man! My brother is only a teenager, are you really not ashamed to shoot him? Xian Feng sneered at Yuan Jixian, who was high above, while trying his best to block the attack in front of him.

"Humph! From the moment you attack me, you are doomed. Whoever dares to offend me, no matter how big or small, will surely die! Yuan Jixian's pale brows furrowed slightly, the light on his body was even worse, and his attack instantly increased several times.

Seeing that the agitation method was useless, Xian Feng immediately gave up the taunt and concentrated on dealing with the upcoming stronger offensive.

But things are not as simple as imagined, Yuan Jixian has obviously used all his strength, the swing range of the earth sea has risen to a hundred times a second, and the high wall maintained by Xian Feng with all his strength collapsed to the ground in an instant like a tofu scum project. No matter how much he resisted, it turned into futility, and the earth and sea covered the sky and the sun and rushed towards the two of them.

And at this moment, Zhuge Yunyi suddenly stretched out his hand and gently patted Xian Feng's shoulder, and said lightly: "Big brother, I've worked hard for you, so I'll leave it to me next." ”

Then, Zhuge Yunyi walked to the front of Tuhai in Xian Feng's surprised gaze, like a small lonely boat drifting on the vast sea, lonely and helpless, but with a unique charm full of pride. Seeing that the earth sea was about to submerge it, Zhuge Yunyi was still unfazed, and slowly pulled out a peachwood sword of several inches from his sleeve arm and aimed it forward.

"Sword group, open!" The voice was unusually cold, revealing a chill. The peachwood swords floating in the air suddenly split and scattered, turning into hundreds of sharp swords with the same appearance but magnified dozens of times in size, posing as a gossip pattern. With the rotation of hundreds of sharp swords, the gossip pattern trembled and circulated like a living thing, forming an impermeable sword wall, strangling all the surrounding earth and sea into powder.

Xian Feng, who was watching from the sidelines, was stunned, he had known that Zhuge Yunyi's strength was extraordinary, but he never expected it to be so powerful. The high wall that blocked the dead and alive was actually destroyed by him with a single blow. One force will drop ten, it seems that the strength of the second brother is not much higher than his eldest brother.

After the Tuhai offensive was destroyed, Zhuge Yunyi did not relax his vigilance, and always paid attention to Yuan Jixian's every move. Seeing that his hands were slightly waved, he immediately roared angrily: "The sword group is one!" ”

The peachwood sword group instantly became one again, but it turned into a giant sword dozens of meters long, and the sword pointed directly at Yuan Jixian in mid-air. Zhuge Yunyi's right hand was slightly extended, his index finger and middle finger were brought together as one, and the other three fingers were retracted and did not move. The fingertips and the gaze and the tip of the sword are one, and as far as the eye can see, the fingertips point, and the giant sword suddenly follows. The giant sword, which seemed to weigh a thousand catties, actually danced with the light swing of Zhuge Yunyi's fingertips.

Edgeworthiness! This kind of magical spell that only appears in fantasy novels actually appeared in front of Xian Feng's eyes, which made him a little confused for a while, and he couldn't react. But on second thought, before the end of the world, he didn't think he would have abilities, and now he is not used to them. Many things that had not been heard of before appeared, and he was a little surprised, and he was soon back to normal. No matter how weird and magical it is, as long as you know that he is still your brother, you don't need to pay too much attention. Xian Feng shook his head and returned his gaze to the battlefield.

At this time, the battle situation had entered a white-hot state, and Zhuge Yunyi, with a peachwood giant sword, actually fought with the Kui-level zombie Yuan Jixian. I saw that his fingertips moved up and down, left and right, moving and moving, and the speed was so fast that it had brought out a series of afterimages. And the giant sword under its control also erupted with astonishing lethality, leaving scars on Yuan Jixian's earthen body that had swelled several times.

"Crack!" Yuan Jixian's arms stretched out violently, and the yellow puff above his eyes cracked a trace, staring at the giant sword, and roared.

The earth cracked in an instant, and endless clods of earth slowly rose from the shattered ground, floating in the air as if they had lost their gravitational pull.

"Seal!" Yuan Jixian's outstretched arms retracted and hugged his chest, and his eyes were yellow and reunited, but they burst out with an amazing light in an instant, making people dare not look directly.

The fragments of the land that were originally floating in the air suddenly closed together, and the power was fierce, and in the middle of the clods of earth was Zhuge Yunyi's peachwood giant sword!

The clod of soil was wrapped into a prismatic ball, and no matter how Zhuge Yunyi's fingertips swayed, he still couldn't move the slightest.

"Extinguish!" Yuan Jixian's offensive obviously did not stop, and when he spit out a word softly, the prismatic ball suddenly contracted, expanding and pulsating inside and outside like a heart. In the end, the originally huge prismatic ball turned into the size of an ordinary person's fist under the gaze of everyone, and was swallowed by Yuan Jixian and disappeared.

Zhuge Yunyi's strongest attack, after Yuan Jixian's three-character mantra, turned into a dream bubble, a Kui-level zombie, terrifying!

Xian Feng smiled bitterly, even though he had swallowed two Qui-level corpse crystals, he was still vulnerable in front of the real Qui-level zombies. It seems that only zombies can exert the power of corpse crystals to the extreme, and even if ordinary people absorb more, it is a superposition of no nutrients, and it cannot achieve qualitative transformation.

"Die!" Yuan Jixian's fists were clenched, his muscles swelled, and the earthy yellow light shone in it, his body changed, and he suddenly arrived in front of Zhuge Yunyi, and the punch that accumulated the strength of his whole body was about to hit his life.

Xian Feng's liver and gall were broken, his body was raised to the limit, and he desperately wanted to block this blow, but Yuan Jixian's speed was too fast, no matter how hard he tried, it was still far behind.

Do you want to see your loved ones die in front of you? Unwilling tears quietly slipped from his eyes, and despair filled his heart.

"Did the person who killed our Zhuge family ask me first?" A cold voice came quietly from afar.

Yuan Jixian's fatal punch actually stopped in mid-air, and it couldn't fall no matter what.

Yuan Jixian looked surprised and roared in disbelief: "What's going on?!" ”

A white figure suddenly fell into everyone's eyes, also dressed in Hanfu costumes, with the same elegant and free manners, fairy wind and bones, and even the appearance was very similar to Zhuge Yunyi, but he was a few years older.

"Zhuge Yunqing, what are you doing here?" Zhuge Yunyi asked the man coldly with a straight face.

"My dear brother is dying at the hands of zombies, can I not come to help?" Zhuge Yunqing chuckled, his voice crisp and beautiful, tactful and psychic.

"I can handle it myself, I don't need your help!" Zhuge Yunyi obviously has an unknown contradiction with this brother, and he is dissatisfied at the moment.

But Zhuge Yunqing did not respond to his younger brother, but looked at Yuan Jixian with a smile on his face, and said softly: "You want to kill my brother, right?" ”

The corners of Yuan Jixian's mouth rose, his figure skyrocketed, he lowered his head, and said condescendingly: "So what?" ”

Before he could finish speaking, a hole the size of a skull instantly appeared in his chest.

"Yes, you can die." A cold voice rang out from behind him, like the chant of death.