Ye Qiuyang looked at the yin next to him and said,

"You three, take good care of Qingxue, you know?"

The three Yin Cha agreed in unison and hurriedly protected Murong Qingxue.

At the same time, Li Zicheng, who had just been repulsed, rushed forward with heavy steps.

"Whew-"

The sharp blade tore through the air, leaving a piercing whistling sound.

Ye Qiuyang kicked his legs and jumped back a few meters lightly, dodging the knife.

"Boom-"

Li Zicheng's terrifying sword slashed into the ground, and the surrounding green bricks exploded one after another, forming a huge spider web.

Ye Qiuyang held the fire talisman in his hand, igniting a red flame, and he performed a magic footwork, resembling a ghost, leaving a flame dragon behind him.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Li Zicheng, stepped on his right foot, and the whole person rose into the air.

"Fire Dragon Explosive Fist!"

Ye Qiuyang raised his right fist high, and then slammed it down.

A flaming dragon descended from the sky and poured on Li Zicheng's body!

"Bang-"

The huge spiritual power impact blasted open the ground, and for a while, the damp sand and gravel at the bottom of the lake splashed all over the sky.

Murong Qingxue and the three Yin Cha were all shocked and retreated.

Ye Qiuyang landed smoothly and squinted his eyes and looked ahead.

When the dust settled, what surprised him was that Li Zicheng did not fall, but most of the armor on his body was rotten, revealing the pitch-black rotten flesh inside, and a pair of pupils still emitted a blood-red light.

"Interesting!"

The corners of Ye Qiuyang's mouth rose,

"It's worthy of a red-eyed zombie, and it can actually resist my fire dragon blasting fist!"

Although he didn't fight hard for that punch just now, he definitely took it seriously.

But Li Zicheng in front of him is standing, and he is worthy of being the red-eyed zombie second only to the legendary golden-eyed zombie.

Ye Qiuyang took a deep breath, "It seems that I'm going to go all out!" ”

He didn't hesitate and raised his hand to throw a spell.

"Evil Sword Array!"

Those charms were suspended in the air, arranged in the direction of the eight trigrams, and finally turned into golden lightsabers and shot out overwhelmingly.

And Li Zicheng didn't dodge, just stood with a horizontal knife and carried it hard!

The last lightsaber shot out, and Li Zicheng was still standing!

"Can you resist this?"

Ye Qiuyang wrinkled his nose, this is a bit troublesome.

Li Zicheng got the gap, and immediately raised his knife to counterattack and slashed!

Ye Qiuyang had no choice but to temporarily avoid the edge and dodge backwards.

Seeing this scene, Murong Qingxue's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but start worrying.

Every time in the past, Ye Qiuyang defeated his opponent with a completely crushing attitude, but today, the red-eyed zombie in front of him can not only resist Ye Qiuyang's attacks so many times, but also has the strength to fight back!

She kept observing the battle situation, and at the same time planned to find an opportunity to go up to help Ye Qiuyang at any time.

Ye Qiuyang jumped again, dodging Li Zicheng's attack, his brows tightened,

"Special mother, I didn't expect the defense of red-eyed zombies to be so amazing."

"Unless I have a weapon, I'm sure it's going to be a lot of trouble next."

If Ye Qiuyang is given a weapon, his strength can be improved to another level, and he can easily kill Li Zicheng.

It's a pity that since he was a cultivator, he hasn't been able to encounter a wishful magic weapon, so he has been fighting with his bare hands.

Ye Qiuyang dodged Li Zicheng's attack while thinking about where to use a sword or knife for the time being.

"Whew-"

Another slash came, and Ye Qiuyang avoided it perfectly with a dexterous sideways.

He looked at the nearly two-meter-long big knife in front of him, and his eyes lit up.

"Brother, borrow your broadsword!"

Ye Qiuyang took a few steps forward and stuck in front of Li Zicheng.

He grabbed Li Zicheng's wrist with one hand, took out a talisman with the other and slapped it.

"Whoa—"

Bursts of green smoke rose from Li Zicheng's wrist, and a strange scream came out of his mouth, and the big knife fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Hey, thanks!"

Ye Qiuyang picked up the big knife as fast as he could, and then quickly pulled away to stand firm.

He raised his broadsword and looked at it in front of his eyes.

The blade was pale green, and even if it had been placed at the bottom of the lake for hundreds of years, there was not a trace of rust, reflecting his cheeks like a mirror.

The back of the knife curved with the blade, and there was a blood groove on each side, which was surrounded by a thick evil qi.

"Before Li Zicheng was alive, it is estimated that he killed a lot of people with this knife, which is why he has such a heavy evil spirit."

"Although I don't like to use knives, but in this situation, I can only make do with it first!"

When he was distracted, Li Zicheng had already rushed up like crazy again.

Ye Qiuyang held the handle of the knife, turned it around twice in his hand, and then rose into the air.

"It's too empty!"

He stepped on mid-air, and his feet rose step by step as if there were steps, and finally came to the top of Li Zicheng's head.

Ye Qiuyang narrowed his eyes and gathered spiritual power on the blade,

"Nine Heavens Transformation Yuan Slash-"

With a bang, the blade of the knife slashed, and a golden arc passed through Li Zicheng's body, leaving a crack on the ground that stretched for dozens of meters!

Li Zicheng, who was originally sprinting, suddenly stopped.

Then, centered on his forehead, a golden crack appeared, splitting his entire body in half.

The crack expanded rapidly, and with a loud bang, it exploded, and Li Zicheng's limbs were torn apart, flying into the sky like a scattered machine.

Eventually, the stumps turned into pools of black water.

Ye Qiuyang landed on the ground and took a long breath,

"Cool!"

After going down the mountain for so long, only this time made him really happy, and he was physically and mentally comfortable!

It is estimated that Li Zicheng didn't expect that it was his own treasure knife that killed countless enemies, and finally understood himself.

Murong Qingxue hurriedly ran up and asked, "Are you okay?" Did it hurt? ”

Ye Qiuyang plunged the big knife into the ground, patted his chest and said,

"Don't worry, although this thing is a little resistant, it can't hurt me yet!"

He raised an eyebrow, "But, Qingxue, when did you become so concerned about me?" ”

"Death does not change!"

Murong Qingxue scolded with disgust on her lips, but a big stone fell in her heart, Ye Qiuyang was finally fine.

The zombie soldiers who captured the king first and broke into the king's tomb were originally supported by Li Zicheng's strong resentment, but now that Li Zicheng is dead, their combat effectiveness will naturally weaken and rout rapidly.

Zhao Tianhua and other Taoist priests were able to launch a full-scale counterattack, and in a short time, they completely annihilated these zombie soldiers and began to clean up the mess.

The three yin errands ran over to pat the sycophants,

"Master Ye is really good, thanks to you for helping our City God Lord a lot this time!"

Ye Qiuyang didn't pay attention to them, but looked at the sacrificial formation around the stone seat and used the skull to lay out.

He looked at the center of the formation, which was still filled with a thick evil aura, and an idea suddenly popped into his head.