Chapter Ninety-Three: When I Shoot, I'm Afraid

The corpse king dragon looked helpless, he actually met a battle maniac, and his combat power was fully opened in an instant, although Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng had improved a lot in the realm of the sword, but compared with the thousand-year-old corpse dragon right, there was still a bit of a gap.

Bang!

The corpse king dragon slapped his right palm on Ximen Fuxue's chest, knocking him more than ten meters away, and hitting a wall before stopping his body.

Ximen Fuxue did not lose the slightest, but his eyes were bright, and he was really a formidable opponent.

"It's vulnerable." The Corpse King Dragon laughed right.

At this moment, another white shadow appeared in front of the right of the Corpse King Dragon, and a sword light flew obliquely, like a shocking lightning, like a long rainbow passing through the sky, directly inserted into the right chest of the Corpse King Dragon.

Before the corpse king dragon could react, Ye Gucheng's sword had already been drawn.

Phew!

Blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

The Corpse King Dragon roared on the right, "You're looking for death!" ”

The next moment, Ye Gucheng took out the sword again, no one could describe the splendor and brilliance of this sword, and no one could describe the speed of this sword, it was not just a sword, but the angry howl of the wind god, a blow of lightning.

Phew!

The sword was plunged into the right chest of the Corpse King Dragon.

"Ahh

The corpse king dragon only felt his lungs, and he was about to explode, could he be so weak, anyone could stab himself a few times and stab himself a few times.

He ignored the oncoming sharp swordsmanship, did not defend, and directly attacked the past.

After Ye Gucheng stabbed the corpse king dragon right three times, he was still found by the corpse king dragon right, and hit Ye Gucheng's sword with a punch, and the huge fist power directly knocked Ye Gucheng away.

Looking at Ye Gucheng who was knocked away, a figure next to Zhou Yang rushed over again, this figure, even Zhou Yang was a little surprised, it turned out to be Zhang Sanfeng, you are already more than a hundred years old, and you are still so enthusiastic.

Corpse King Long didn't dare to underestimate the white-haired Taoist priest who was flying in front of him.

One punch, one punch with all his might, the air exploded, making a piercing sound, this punch has exceeded the speed of sound, and can crack mountains and rocks.

"Bang!"

The corpse king dragon inserted the onion upside down on the right and inserted it directly into the ground, he was stunned, there is still such a punch?

When he was about to smash his punch on the white-haired old Taoist, the white-haired Taoist's palm was gently placed on his fist, and he only felt a strange power, directly changing the direction of his fist in a strange way.

The corpse king dragon shook his head to the right, stood up, his eyes were solemn, this was another difficult opponent, if it weren't for his strong recovery power, he would have been killed by these people.

The fighting methods of Zhang Sanfeng and Corpse King Long Right are obviously opposite, one is four or two to divide a thousand catties, and the other is to break through the force and restrain each other.

In the battle, there must be one person who is at a disadvantage, and after about fifty moves, after the corpse king dragon was smashed twice by Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng retreated.

After all, he is not as competitive as young people like Ximen Blowing Snow, but he feels itchy for a while, and he can't help but step forward to have a discussion.

Corpse King Long Right looked at Zhang Sanfeng who was retreating, and breathed a sigh of relief slightly, at this moment, Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng actually rushed towards him again, Corpse King Long Right couldn't help but shout angrily, "Wait a minute, you guys are in a wheel battle, I want to fight alone, and the victory will be decided." ”

He was a little scared, the wounds that Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng stabbed him had not completely healed now, and he faintly felt an invisible sharp force destroying his immortal body.

If you are fighting with this group of people, you don't know when your immortal body will recover.

"You can pick the people here." Zhou Yang smiled slightly, Corpse King Long was beaten by Zhang Sanfeng and the three of them in turn, and his body was not lightly injured, and his current strength is probably still six or seven percent.

However, after all, he is a thousand-year-old corpse, and there are many secret techniques to save his life, and Zhou Yang is not sure that he can catch him at all.

Hearing this, the corpse king Long Right looked at the six people in front of him, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng, these two peerless swordsmen, the destructive power is too great, and the sword qi is easy to damage his immortal body, if this is fought again, and it is the last battle, I don't know what tricks they have.

Although both of them were not lightly injured, they did not have much impact on the battle.

As for the white-haired old Taoist, Ni-Ma, it is useless to restrain himself to death, and it is useless to be faster than him, once his own attack hits him, he will always change the direction of his attack in a strange way

The eyes of the corpse king dragon finally stayed on Lu Xiaofeng, the iron gall god Hou Zhu and Zhou Yang.

He glanced at Lu Xiaofeng slightly, Lu Xiaofeng's face was relaxed, without the slightest nervousness, and he was a little bottomless in his heart, does this person have any hole cards?

If so, Lu Xiaofeng knew the thoughts of the corpse king Longyou, and he would definitely tell him that it was just a martial arts competition, and if he couldn't beat it, he would run, anyway, the shopkeeper didn't say that he would definitely defeat you, there are so many masters here, and there is no danger at all, and there are even more mysterious shopkeepers who haven't made a move yet.

The corpse king dragon thought about it for a while and excluded Lu Xiaofeng.

He looked at Hou Zhu, the iron gallant god with a domineering face and a strong fighting intent in his eyes, he knew this person, on the Internet, this man's video was spread and worshipped, and his domineering fighting style was too much in line with most people's appetites.

What's more, his weapon is still a thick cement stick, also known as Shenhou, and he is directly called "Divine Monkey" on the Internet. ”

If so, there are only the two of them here, and he doesn't mind having two tricks with this domineering man.

However, there are too many masters here, and each of them may not be his opponent, but there is more than one of them, could it be that after letting his corpse king dragon put a cruel word on his right, he fled in a hurry?

No, he's going to win a big game and come home triumphant.

In the end, his eyes stayed on Zhou Yang's body, for the government of Huaxia, he knew a lot from the book, this is a world of officials and businessmen, all government departments are the second generation of officials, the rich second generation is in control, the young man in front of him, even the captain of the Yanhuang task force, must also rely on the relationship of the family.

What's more, he didn't feel a trace of danger from Zhou Yang's body.

"That's a weak-chicken." The Corpse King Dragon concluded in his right heart.

"Your Excellency, since you know me, why don't you and I have a fight." Corpse King Long Right smiled faintly, he wanted to see the panic and panic in the eyes of the man in front of him, once he refused, he could win without a fight, return to the lair to recover his immortal body and Xuanwu armor and come out again,

He felt that he was a little underestimated in the current world, there were so many masters in one Yanhuang Task Force, so how many masters should there be in the entire Yanhuang?

"You want to fight me?" Zhou Yang was a little surprised, but he quickly understood, and looked at Lu Xiaofeng, who had a relaxed face on the side, and he knew that he was the weakest person in the right eye of the Corpse King Dragon.

"You corpse king, dare to fight the shopkeeper, you are really looking for death." Hou Zhu, the iron gallant god on the side, ignored a roar, and the internal force of his whole body was released without reservation at this moment, and in an instant, the ground under his feet collapsed and collapsed, and cracks were densely coiled.

Looking at the expression of the Iron Courage God Hou Zhu ignoring the rage, the Corpse King Long was even more convinced in his right heart that Zhou Yang might be the legendary rich second generation or official second generation, and couldn't help but sarcastically, "Do you dare to fight with me?" ”

"Alas~" Zhou Yang sighed deeply, a little helpless, a little regretful, he is a businessman, he should keep a good fortune, and he actually let himself do it, which is worth it.

"You know what? I shoot, I'm afraid of myself. Zhou Yang looked at the corpse king dragon in front of him and said lightly.

The price of each of the 1,000 copies of the enhanced potion is 500 value points, although when more than 100 copies of a single commodity are recovered, the remaining goods can only get the same percentage of the value of the sold goods, but there are also nearly 20,000 value points, and after adding the rest of the harvest, it is more than 30,000 value points.

And cultivating a complete Jiuyang Sutra is only worth 10,000 points.

Zhou Yang's face was indifferent, and he walked towards the right of the corpse king dragon step by step, the value of this battle, he wanted to get it back from the body of the corpse king dragon right.

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