Is this the face of a righteous man? I felt so angry, so shameless, even worse than a ruffian, and the anger burned out of my heart like a flame.

To deal with these people is to kill.

One ripped off the camouflage outside the Zhongzheng sword, and there was a bang.

A powerful force poured into the body.

The first person had already rushed to me, and I remembered that he seemed to be from the Zhang family, and I wanted to shock them at the first moment, and only by letting them see my most ferocious and terrible scene would there be a glimmer of life.

With a kick under his feet, he rushed towards the dense crowd rushing up.

If you shoot the first bird, you are looking for your own death.

The sword in his hand suddenly slashed out, and the sword light flashed and popped. It slashed right in the throat and chest, blood shot out, and the body rushed forward.

Yes!

Everyone was taken aback by the power of the Zhongzheng Sword.

Zhang Ziling shouted: "Don't be afraid, he is not Ye Wenqiang, there is nothing to be afraid of, kill him." ”

Zhang Ziling rushed over first.

This bastard.

smashed with a fierce punch, I didn't dare to be careless, Zhang Ziling's soul was frustrated. The strength is greatly reduced, but the strength is higher than me after all.

In a fight, I have similar strength in both rates.

But I have the Zhongzheng Sword in my hand, which gives me a steady stream of strength. Please is our greatest support, thank you!

As soon as a small minion on the side rushed out, I turned and rushed forward, pressed down the center of gravity, and with a high-speed dive, the Zhongzheng sword slashed horizontally, and as it passed, it slashed through his chest.

His chest cracked, blood shot out, and his body slowly fell forward.

I've already killed two people in a row.

My blood was boiling, and I felt so excited.

In the excitement, I flashed left and right.

The blood that flowed out, the heat that fell on my face, made me almost lose the ability to think. It's just instinctively fighting, and killing two people in a row.

War!

At this moment, I repeatedly incarnated as the god of war, and in the face of the dense array of enemies, I did not have the slightest fear, only boundless battle intent.

Fight to the end.

Suddenly, there was a huge force behind me, and my whole body flew forward, rolled on the spot, and jumped up to the crowd in front of me to fight.

Someone shouted, "Hitomi Ming, crazy, demonic." ”

Poof!

A sword slashed into the opponent's face, and the head was suddenly cut in half, and blood rose to the sky.

A powerful force rushed from the side, and I flew out, and a shadow rushed into the sky, and slammed my chest with my hands crossed. Poof, a mouthful of blood immediately popped out.

When I landed, I forcibly supported the ground with my sword, rolled down with the force, and fell to the ground.

The man in the sky descended from the sky, it was a ghost, and his body was black and steaming.

I snapped to my feet. The sword in his hand came out.

The ghosts in the sky suddenly turned into a burst of black gas, and under the blow of the Zhongzheng Sword, their souls immediately scattered.

I flipped over and grabbed a yellow talisman between my hands, and it burned with a buzz, and a female ghost shot at the front, and suddenly screamed in front of me, turning into a black shadow and escaping into the ground.

Before I could get in a hurry, I was hit the shoulder and leg, and the whole person slid out a few meters away against the ground.

Dark shadows poured in all directions.

I wielded the Zhongzheng sword in my hand, and with the most fierce moves and the most ferocious force, I slashed out one sword after another.

The black shadow of the middle sword turned into a cloud of black gas.

Out of one's wits.

Someone exclaimed, "What's in Mingtong's hand?" ”

Ma Rufeng said: "It's a ghost soldier." ”

I was hit hard in the chest, and I flew backwards, and then another kick came from behind, and my body twisted under both blows, and I fell to the ground like a windmill in the air.

I immediately got up from the ground and rushed over.

Someone shouted, "Has the famous pupil blessed the Fu Qi technique?" How can you not die. ”

Excitement and murder obscured all other sensations, no pain, no fear, like an adrenaline rush who has completely gone berserk.

Zhang Ziling said: "He won't last long." ”

I dodged left and right, bloodthirsty and killed, and my fighting spirit soared to the sky.

Like a demon god.

Someone yelled, "Kill him, kill Mingtong." ”

I raised my head and roared, blood staining my clothes, blood splashing all over my cheeks, "Come without fear of death." ”

Suddenly, a figure flashed out.

I stabbed with a keen sword, only to see a ghost claw clamping the blade of the Zhongzheng sword, sneering, making a piercing sound like glass rubbing, and suddenly turned his head to look, it was a middle-aged man, as if he was the person in charge of the Zhong family's outing this time.

He said coldly: "The junior is rampant. ”

Immediately, I felt a heavy punch under my armpit, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but loosen, and the ghost claw holding the Zhongzheng sword flipped over, and my wrist felt a strong twisting force, and the palm of my hand was twisted open.

Yes!

My heart trembled suddenly, and the Zhongzheng Sword was dodged.

I yelled, "Give me back." ”

The Zhong family raised a kick and kicked me away.

Without the support of the power of the Zhongzheng Sword, the whole body fell apart, and the body seemed to be no longer his own, so he couldn't get up.

Seeing me subdued, the crowd around me shouted, "Kill him, kill him." ”

My body trembled as I lay on the ground.

Ma Rufeng said: "Famous pupils colluded with demons and evil spirits, killed fellow Taoists, and died innocently." ”

Fart, fart, this old witch farts.

I turned around with difficulty, my mouth was full of blood, and I couldn't even scold her, and my words were a hundred times more hateful than killing me.

Ma Rufeng snatched the Zhongzheng Sword from the Zhong family's hand and walked towards me.

The blood kept pouring out of my mouth.

Ma Rufeng's sword was against my right armpit, and she said, "How did you cut off my right arm, how I cut off your right arm now." ”

My eyes widened suddenly, but I didn't even have the strength to move.

Roar!

Suddenly there was a roar.

The roar was so painful, so lonely, like a wild beast, and the cry echoed throughout the famous flowers.

This roar is terrible.

Ma Rufeng's face changed greatly, and everyone present had a great change in their faces, all of them showing the appearance of facing a great enemy.

I remember this roar, I heard it at the airport.

It's the roar of a zombie! It's the Corpse King here!

Suddenly, white smoke rolled on the road at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and a figure galloped quickly, quickly bringing up a figure and rushing into the crowded place, and suddenly blood was sprinkled and screamed.

Wherever the corpse king went, there was no piece of armor left.

Coming all the way.

Ma Rufeng couldn't take care of me anymore, and yelled: "Zhong Qiankui, Zhang Ziling, Second Master Ye stop him, the disciples of the Ma family listen to the order, please Shenlong." ”

I saw three figures rushing towards the corpse king rushing from the distance.

Roar!

There was another roar, and the eardrums that were vibrating with strong sound waves hurt.

The onmyoji was so frightened that he called his father and mother, and rushed to flee for his life.

Zhong Qiankui, Zhang Ziling, and Ye Erye burned talismans and chanted mantras to bless themselves, and their faces showed timidity.

Corpse King!

The legendary zombie king, they have heard it many times, but they have never really seen it, and then they see the corpses everywhere in the place, and they also flow into a river, and the amazing monstrous momentum has already made them tremble.

Cowardice before fighting.

The three of them released the Oni Qi at the same time, and then followed closely.

There was a scuffle in the sky.

More than a dozen disciples of the Ma family at the far end collectively recited the nine-character mantra: Those who are fighting in the front are all arrayed in front.

And Ma Rufeng's left hand and Yanran's right hand were combined, and the handprints were quickly knotted.

Roar! A dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The dragon head rushed out of the golden light angrily, and rushed towards the corpse king who was fighting with the three people and three ghosts in the sky.

Ma Rufeng yelled: "Kill him." ”

The muscles of her face trembled violently, and her eyes bordered on madness.

With the dragon's roar, the yin dragon rushed to the sky in anger.

Rumble!

The Yin Dragon and the Corpse King intertwined in the sky, and there was a loud bang, and the golden light and white light were bright, like daylight, illuminating the sky above the entire ancestral hall, which was so dazzling that people really couldn't open their eyes.

At the same time, the four ghosts disappeared.

Four voices and shadows danced and fell from the sky.

The Corpse King fell to the ground, half-kneeling on the ground, his whole body was surging, his long gray shawl hair was flying like flames, he roared angrily, and I saw him dripping a drop of blood.

He's hurt!

Ma Jia Yin Dragon specializes in zombies.

I struggled to spit out the blood in my mouth and said, "You go, leave me alone." ”

The Corpse King slowly turned around, and when I saw him clearly, there was a bang in my head, and the whole person was stupid, and I saw tears in the corners of his eyes.

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