"The most holy weapon in the world is really in your hands"

Zhong Kui was a spirit, his eyes were as bright as the sun!

This golden knife is the nemesis of ghosts and gods.

The hot golden knife burned He Cheng's two fingers in the blink of an eye, but that touch of gold was finally drawn, and every inch of progress was raised.

Ten zhang distance in a blink of an eye in front of Zhong Kui, the sword light has been able to penetrate the heaven and earth, like a pillar of light connecting the top of the head and the feet.

Zhong Kui puffed up his sleeves, stepped on his feet to the left, and slanted his shoulders slightly. The right arm slammed back and grabbed the sword that was as long as a mountain peak, full of twenty or thirty zhang, and sent it forward in the face of the golden light, the sword and the golden light were the same as water and fire, and after the collision, they froze in place.

The sound of swords clashing is like thunder on a sunny day.

Eighty thousand Yin soldiers and dozens of demons and monsters all bowed to the sword.

Zhong Kui took a step back, raised a hill-like slap and smashed it on the side of the golden light, the hot golden light almost burned Zhong Kui's palm, but successfully changed the direction of the golden light chop, but when Zhong Kui withdrew his hand, a large piece of the big red sleeve on his wrist was cut off, and it fell to the ground like a red carpet.

Jin Guang changed the road and continued to go straight to the gate of the Dead City, the high walls of the Dead City were like tofu, leaving a huge gap after the golden light.

The demons also touched the golden light for the first time, shattered into paper ashes, and dissolved in the air.

With a pop, the golden knife had burned He Cheng's finger and stuck it diagonally on the ground.

"What a baby!"

The butterfly monsters on their heads and feet rushed towards the golden knife.

"You dare!!"

Zhong Kui also raised his hand to grab the treasure knife, and as soon as he spit out his mouth and nose, there were thin thunders erupting and heading straight for the butterfly monster.

The butterfly monster was still upside down, walking up and down his head and feet, and he also opened his mouth, exhaling a burst of black smoke, mixed with shiny scales, and disappeared after hitting the fine thunder. The butterfly monster walked step by step, running towards the golden knife, and at the same time dealing with Zhong Kui.

When he finally rushed to the golden sword, he was about to raise his hand to grab the knife, but two big fingers came down from the sky and snatched the knife away.

"Haha, Black Mountain Old Demon, I'm afraid that your knife will be snatched by Zhong Kui, so I'll come and help you" The butterfly monster looked at the three-headed and six-armed zombie holding the golden knife, and laughed.

It was a kick that replied to him.

"If you don't work hard, you have face?" He Cheng snorted, raised his head and looked directly at Zhong Kui, "Master Zhong, I don't know how many knives you can resist?" ”

Zhong Kui bent down and laughed, "You zombie is really stupid, although that demon's skills are a little low, if you stay by my side and feint, it will also have the effect of a mosquito, it is better than you killing him"

Watching his toes grind and squeeze out a ball of green blood, Zhong Kui's nostrils contracted, obviously he couldn't guess what means the zombie in front of him had, and he still had an expression of victory.

Although the golden sword is strong, it is only one point stronger than Zhong Kui's sword.

In addition, the nine-tooth nail rake beside He Cheng, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and a big iron spear Zhong Kui were not even taken into account, these divine weapons followed the master, and the master was strong when he used it, but on the contrary, he was weak and vulnerable.

"You don't understand," He Cheng shook his head.

He raised his eyelids and turned around, looking at the iron-backed centipede that had just been trampled to death by Zhong Kui, and opened his mouth suddenly, and the sound of whimpering wind poured into his mouth.

Wude Xingjun, butterfly monster, iron-backed centipede essence, flesh and blood exploded three times, and the fairy gold blood mixed with the demon green blood drilled into He Cheng's mouth in one go.

"Swallowing blood?" Zhong Kui's eyelids were raised, and he raised his hand to grab it. Five fingers are like five mountain pillars, bending towards He Cheng, looking at it from a distance, He Cheng is like a child who has just completed the moon and is about to be grabbed by a seven-foot man with a big waist and a round waist.

Zhong Kui's bending over movement seemed to be slow, but in fact, his fingers were so fast that he pierced the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he killed in front of He Cheng, and pinched his palm.

Syllable!

He Cheng was drilled firmly.

"Shhh Zhong Kui frowned violently, took a breath of cool air, and jumped back to spread his hand.

Fifty feet jumped up, like a hill pressed down from the sky,

boom

The ground trembled three times, and the thirty-six pavilions on the tenth floor of the fifth hall were instantly dispersed by a small half.

Looking at it, there is a ruin in the dead city, only stripes of red silk fly like the long sleeves of a ghost.

There was another muffled sound, Zhong Kui stopped, and he didn't know how many demons and monsters he had trampled under his feet.

Zhong Kui raised his palm to see that a large cut had been made, and one of his fingers was almost cut off.

Blood trickled down his wrists and into his sleeves.

Bang bang bang

He Cheng suddenly fell to the ground, and a series of explosions sounded from his bones.

boom

There was a thump in his chest.

Knock knock knock!!

The thunder was like thunder, and the sound was even more rapid.

The toes hoeed a ditch on the ground, the six arms swayed, and the body rushed in front of Zhong Kui like a wild beast riding the wind and thunder.

raised his hand and raised his fist, which was chiseled on Zhong Kui's knee.

Zhong Kui, who had just stood firm, couldn't help but retreat again, but he didn't understand how He Cheng changed so quickly? Can't dodge?

The nine-tooth nail rake was flicked, and the arms behind him dragged the big rake that became fifty zhang long, like holding a heavenly pillar that runs through the heavens and the earth.

A boom hit Zhong Kui's head.

"My engine has been repaired" Looking at Zhong Kui with a puzzled face, He Cheng said a word that only he understands.

Zombies have as much strength as they have, they are dead corpses, and they don't go beyond the limit, at most, they use some skillful kung fu, make a tricky eye, and exert more effects.

But He Cheng's heart awakened by Pan Tao was different, frantically running the corpse qi in his body, increasing his strength.

The Xuanyuan Divine Sword is on the left, the golden knife is on the right, and the left and right staggered scissors are generally drawn to Zhong Kui's neck.

"Some side walks can hurt me, too?"

Zhong Kui opened his mouth and spit out, and a yellow-skinned gourd spit out, aiming at He Cheng and sucking it.

The suction is strong, and the wind blowing is like a fast knife, He Cheng's three heads and six arms can't support it, and the meat is cut off one by one, and he drills into the gourd inch by inch.

In the blink of an eye, He Cheng was cut into a meat rack, leaving only a few strands of flesh and blood tendons attached to the golden human bones, as well as a thumping zombie heart in the ribs.

"The zombie heart is actually alive, it is rare in the world, and it must be mellow to make wine with you!"

Zhong Kui saw that the victory was decided, and wanted to grab the sword in his hand and then cut He Cheng, but who knew that the zombie with only the skeleton frame was stubbornly grasping the Xuanyuan Divine Sword and the golden knife, dragging left and right!

There was a stabbing sound, and Zhong Kui's neck was twisted out of a big hole.

Knock knock

Zhong Kui spread his hands to cover his neck, his eyes turned white, but the blood was smashed down in a handful.

The blood gourd lost its mana supply and fell to the ground with a thud.

Only the skeleton was left, and He Cheng was also planted on the ground.

The battle seemed to be a draw, and both sides lost.

The zombies were stripped of their flesh and blood, and only one skeleton remained, and Zhong Kui was severely injured by the golden knife that killed ghosts and gods.

The living demons breathed a sigh of relief, but when they turned their heads, they saw that there were still thirty or forty thousand Yin soldiers with big heads.

Green Snake and Yan Hong didn't know what to think, and looked at Zhong Kui with gloomy faces.

The old demon of Montenegro even killed the plague god, and Wude Xingjun was already a great achievement, and it was not disgraceful to die in the hands of Zhong Kui, not to mention that he also seriously injured Zhong Kui.