The blade of the sword cripped and shook off the hot golden blood, and the tip of the sword twisted and twisted like a poisonous snake, and then rushed to the left eye of Wude Xingjun!

"Corpse Demon, dare to run rampant in front of me?"

Wu De Xingjun had a big hand, and the Demon Slaying Sword on the gift rack buzzed, only to hear a "whoosh", and seven or eight Yin soldiers of the Dead City flew into his hands, at this time, He Cheng flipped over and grabbed the sword and stabbed it in front of him, and was held up by Wu De Xingjun in a hurry. 35xs

Whew!!

Wu De Xingjun took three steps back, his palms numb, "What a lot of strength!" ”

Immediately after He Cheng yelled, "Close the door, kill!" ”

The 80,000 Yin soldiers of the Vain Death City suddenly tore off the red belt on their bodies, and raised their spears, "Drink!" "The sound was deafening.

80,000 Yin soldiers, the entire city of vain death from the earth to the sky to block the water leakage!

Hundreds of demons are like stewed vegetables in a pot, and they are covered with a pot lid.

There was no light all around, only the flickering of burning red candles.

How could ordinary little demons and monsters think that the old demon of Montenegro was setting up a Hongmen banquet?

But suddenly I heard Wude Xingjun yelling, "Today I want to kill this corpse demon to avenge my brother, and if you don't want to be an enemy of my Wude Xingjun, it's best to get out!" ”

His eyes lit up, and two golden beams of light lit up the dark city like sunlight through the window.

Wu De Xingjun puffed out his cheeks, looked around with his golden eyes, his chest bulged, and dragged the armor on his body up. With a stomp of his foot, the sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and the golden light mana burned the yin qi in the dead city. The sword picks and stabs, squats and jumps to dodge, the hand is windy, and the wind is fierce and loud. Suddenly, the Excalibur in his right hand spun in the palm of his hand, and he bent down, only to hear the sound of the sword humming. 35xs

He stomped his feet again, and his body was straight, a head taller than the demons.

A sword stabbed at He Cheng, who was gaining momentum in front of him.

"Fancy" sounds came from the side.

The white-bearded and white-haired old general holding the sword slashed diagonally, and the jingle blocked the sword, but the mana of Wude Xingjun was strong, and the old general was weak, and he was beaten back three steps.

"What did you say?" Wu De Xingjun's nose was snorting and panting, and his eyes were on fire.

"I said, "Flowers! Whistle! The old general sounded extremely disdainful of him.

"Old man, look for death!" Wu Dexingjun glared at Ren'er, he knew that he and He Chengdou would be inseparable from each other in a short period of time, and with an old general, it would be even more difficult to talk about winning or losing. Kill the veteran first, He Cheng naturally can't run.

The old general stomped his feet like mud, pressed forward violently, his low chest could press on the knees of the lunge, grabbed a knife and swirled the wind. Wu De Xingjun didn't expect that the old general, who had nothing to do just now, could attack in an instant.

Dancing the sword, what you want is to use the sword move to lift the momentum to the top.

The old general in front of Wu De Xingjun was like a treasure knife hidden in the scabbard, even the sheath of the knife was cut over when he made a move, and when he burst into front of his face, the scabbard was gone. Wu De Xingjun leaned back violently, his heels were nailed to the ground like a stake, and he lay down with his waist propped up, dodging the sword that came from the horizontal slash, and stood up again with his back shook.

Who knew that the old general took out the knife fiercely, but his eyes were accurate when he collected the knife, and the knife that had just come out was suddenly pulled back, and he changed his hands to hold the knife, and rolled the gourd like a half-circle in the air, and forcibly changed the horizontal chop to a vertical split, and Wu Dexingjun stood like a wooden stake, so he could only grit his teeth and carry this knife.

Ding!

The treasure knife slashed at the gilded gold armor, breaking through the protective divine light, but the blade was blocked by the treasure armor.

Wu De Xingjun stomped his foot and slapped his palm on the old general's chest, making him fly out upside down like a cloud.

"Your sword skills are not bad" Wu De Xingjun listened to the ruthless man.

"Old Yuan, today is a never-ending scene, don't hide it" He Cheng patted the old general Yuan Detai on the shoulder, and the silver armor was draped for Yuan Detai.

Even though the corpse armor is not as good as the armor on the Heavenly Court Star Monarch, it is better than holding the body board and resisting hard.

"The city lord rest assured" Yuan Detai drank spicy wine and bared his teeth.

"His realm is higher than mine, so Jian Jian is still a layman, and it is difficult to kill me"

Those who can use weapons, weapons are like hands and feet, and those who can't make them have to be distracted, although they can borrow weapons to be sharp, but their own strength must be discounted.

"Then I'll leave it to you"

He Cheng looked at the other place.

The plague god's wide-sleeved robe was sprinkled with green, yellow, purple, and black plague poison, and with a slight flick of his sleeves, he tore a big hole in the sky above the vain death city covered by 80,000 Yin soldiers.

The ghost kings and demon kings from all over the city, who were still holding wine glasses and didn't know what was going on, looked at the sudden He Cheng and they fought.

"What's that?" The plague god twitched his nose and turned to dodge.

The distemper in yellow and black brushed his face.

Looking at He Cheng, who was dressed in a black robe, with black hair and bubbling corpse gas and plague in his sleeves, the plague god's face twisted, "Sure enough, it's you!" ”

He raised his hand and shook it, and the death-colored plague shrouded He Cheng, overwhelming the world.

However, when He Cheng opened his mouth and spit out, the fire exploded.

The little demon king with low skills at the bottom sniffed the plague, and his body fell to the ground, his head was sore, and his back was pustules, and he died after a while, becoming a foul-smelling wild boar.

This is not over, the black gas on He Cheng's body fell and hit the corpse, the corpse covered with pus shook, the wild boar's eyes glowed red, and he "lived" again!

The big boar that came over stiffly jumped and hit the two demons around him.

The plague spreads quickly, and the corpse poison is not far behind.

The hundreds of demons who were still quiet finally exploded.

Who knew that after the plague god spilled his two hands, he did not fight, but turned into a ball of yellow gas to break through the heaven and earth of 80,000 Yin soldiers.

"You can make the living into dead, I can make the dead into the living, what do you use to fight me?"

The plague god sweated when he heard the voice coming from behind him, his eyes were wide, and he suddenly turned around and slapped his palm on He Cheng's chest.

"Do you really think that if you are a zombie, you are really not afraid of the plague?"

He Cheng slapped a palm in the middle of his chest, puffing out a fist-sized pustule, which glowed with purple light and slowly spread around.

"Something capable!"

He flung out a sword, flipped the wind of the sword, and thrust it into his chest with a thud.

"What are you doing!" The plague god was shocked, why hasn't this person fought yet, so give himself a sword first?

But when he saw the sword in his chest, a fist-sized purple pus-filled bag flew out and fell to the ground, burning a big pit. When the plague god looked at He Cheng again in horror, he saw that a large piece of flesh was missing from his chest, and his bones were white and glowing with golden light.

The sprouts of zombie dead flesh squeezed outward, weaving like a weave, and healed themselves in the blink of an eye.

When the plague god saw this scene, his heart was terrified and uncontrollable, and he just wanted to flee for his life. He was not an opponent when he fought with He Cheng at that time, how could he be so capable when he met again today?

He didn't know that at that time, He Cheng didn't dare to kill the immortals in front of the immortals, and deliberately left him alive.

This time, Wude Xingjun and the plague god went down to earth privately, just to send food, why did He Cheng keep his hands?

The plague god hid in a hurry, he remembered the plan that Wu De Xingjun said, let himself entangle He Cheng, and wait for Wu De Xingjun to kill those little demons and ghosts who were in the way, and then work together to kill He Cheng.

The plan coincides with He Cheng, they all use the weak to entangle the strong, and strive for the odds of victory with two enemies and one.

There is only one thing, the plague god can't haunt the zombies in front of him.

The corpse claws scratched and pinched his neck, and on the other side, a sharp sword rested on his neck, and the plague god could not escape death

"Zhong Kui, you still don't make a move!!" The plague god shouted in fear.

"Alas!" Wu De Xingjun, who was fighting with Yuan Detai and was inseparable, sighed, he originally wanted Zhong Kui to be the back hand to guard against He Cheng, in the eyes of Wu De Xingjun, this corpse demon is very cunning, if he plays all his hole cards first, he will definitely lose!

"Black Mountain Old Demon, stop!" Zhong Kui raised his hand and grabbed He Cheng.

He came quickly, and he raised his hand to control He Cheng.

The Yin soldiers above their heads suddenly dispersed, revealing a clear night sky.

As soon as Zhong Kui raised his head, he suddenly stopped in fright.

"Bodhisattva, why are you here!"