Wang Zhao's move disrupted the whole situation at once, and people no longer cared about when King Qiantong would be able to break the formation, whether he would kill the generals, and whether he would kill all the people in this civil air defense project.

There's only one thing that comes to mind the most.

Aji, is it Wang Zhao?

A strong emotion of being deceived came to my heart, and most of the people I saw were almost scolding my mother.

I could feel that their hatred for Wang Zhao, or the deep malice towards the demon dragon who had ruined their lives, could not be extinguished.

I'm wondering why Wang Zhao was so careless and actually showed his face.

Since he had been hiding it for so long, and judging from his previous performance, he was so cautious, why did he show up at this time?

Isn't that fueling the fire?

However, I soon understood that his situation at the moment was probably no longer under the control of his own reason.

He couldn't care about the feelings of others, and he was bubbling black all over his body, and in an instant, he fought with the flesh and blood puppet.

If it is just an ordinary necromantic creature, it is estimated that this thing will not be able to block Wang Zhao's sword or the whip of the Xiao family's sister-in-law.

But this head, or these two flesh golems, are different.

They are controlled by King Qiantong.

And who is the King of Qiantong?

He may be called Wang Yuanwai, maybe he will be called the South China Sea Sword Monster, or he may be called Shun, the Shun of "Yao Shunyu, Xia Shang Zhou, Spring and Autumn Warring States Qin and Han Dynasty", but no matter what he is called, one thing I can be sure of is that this dog thing is definitely not something that ordinary people can understand, even the thirty-four-layer sword master who makes us frightened choose to become an ally with him, rather than taking him under his command.

From the attitude of the thirty-fourth-layer sword master towards the Peacock Holy Mother, it can be known that his status is very high, although he may not be able to sit on an equal footing with the thirty-fourth-layer sword master, but at least he is also a part of his collaborators and allies.

The thought of this gives me even more headaches.

Only those who have fought with King Qiantong can know how difficult this person is, if it wasn't for the timely arrival of the Black Hand Shuangcheng, Maoshan may not be defeated.

I have a lot of thoughts on my side, but on the big screen, the battle is between lightning and flint.

The soaring black qi emanating from Wang Zhao's body was intertwined with the blood mist on the flesh puppet's body, intertwining with each other.

It's like a tofu in brine, or a spark in liquefied gas, as soon as the black gas comes up, it erodes away the blood mist, and the flesh puppet that was originally wriggling seems to be restrained by some kind of force, becoming gradually stiff and moving slowly.

And the broken knife in Wang Zhao's hand began to cut out.

Every time the knife goes down, a large piece of flesh and blood will fly down, and the blood mist seems to want to pull it and merge again, but in the case of being eroded by the black qi, the ability to recover on its own seems to be greatly weakened.

And while it didn't react, Wang Zhao's sword technique was as fast as lightning, and after a while, the entire flesh puppet was only a deformed skeleton.

Although it is a flesh puppet, it is those bones that support this thing.

These skeletons, made of nine human bones, were stacked strangely and disorderly, and then I saw that in the ribcage of the chest, the nine hearts were glued together like children playing with mud, beating continuously.

And in the middle of the heart, there is a little bit of blood-colored light.

Yes......

The Qiantong King in the distance began to shout loudly, and the stump and flesh that fell to the ground continued to gather towards the flesh puppet, and then he manipulated it, and actually wanted to cross Wang Zhao and rush towards the passage over there.

Obviously, Wang Zhao has completely opened up at this moment, where can he let it go?

Throwing away the broken knife, Wang Zhao threw himself directly into the skeleton of the flesh puppet and reached out to grab the heart.

His right hand was filled with steaming black gas, and any blood mist dissipated as soon as it touched it, and then he grabbed the string of zucchini-like hearts, pulled it violently, and finally grabbed the thing containing the golden light in his hand.

It was a mass the size of a chicken egg, a little soft, like golden blood, difficult to grasp, and it also exuded an inexplicable energy.

This thing is the key to why the King of Qiantong was able to control this flesh puppet in the air.

Wang Zhao looked at the thing that was constantly struggling in his hand and wanted to leave, hesitated for a second, and then fed it to his mouth without hesitation.

At this moment, his hands were covered with blood.

No one can tell the difference between one's own and someone else's.

When the golden blood entered, the huge flesh puppet fell to the ground with a bang, the skeleton turned into a large piece, and the flesh and blood could no longer be condensed, like a pile of water in a slaughterhouse, extremely disgusting.

And when the flesh puppet turned into a puddle of mud, the battle on the other side was over.

Or rather, the battle over there ended sooner than here.

Two white silk sticks full of flames tightly wrapped around the slightly smaller flesh puppet, and the flames on it restrained it, and then the Elder showed his great strength as the second person in Maoshan.

Light.

A white light emerged from her, shrouded in the flesh golem.

The pure and flawless light shrouded it, completely cutting off any information from the outside world, and even on the big screen, you could only see a milky white light, and nothing could be seen.

Nothing.

Absolute shielding.

With such a shielding method, King Qiantong could no longer obtain any clues to control, and the small flesh puppet was also motionless, and at this time, Wang Zhao, whose eyes showed holes and a miserable white color, turned around.

His eyes were lifeless, chaotic, like a dead man.

He actually rushed to the flesh puppet wrapped in a cloud of white light, and then pulled out a large string of organs from its stomach, and finally found the golden blood as well.

Compared to the previous chicken eggs, this lump is only as big as a thumb.

Obviously, these are the splendors that have just splintered from there.

Ignoring the blood on his hands, Wang Zhao opened his mouth and swallowed it into his abdomen, and the sister-in-law of the Xiao family couldn't grasp the current situation, so she didn't choose to fight against Wang Zhao, but put away the two long silk sticks full of flames, the flames subsided, turned into nothingness, and then returned to her sleeve.

Then the sister-in-law of the Xiao family stepped back a distance and looked at Wang Zhao with some vigilance.

At this moment, he is very different from the cautious and cautious masked man before, and he has a completely different temperament, and she can't be sure what the situation is.

At this time, Xiao Yu'er also rushed to the scene, stood side by side with the sister-in-law of the Xiao family, and confronted Wang Zhao from afar.

There was tension here, the atmosphere was deadlocked, and the Jiu Ye and others from Tianchi Village also rushed back with people, and then shouted at Wang Zhao: "You dog-day guy, you still dare to come back to my Tianchi Village, and you deceive us with your foolish old man, it's an unforgivable crime!" ”

The rest of the children of Tianchi Village who had grievances also shouted, eager to kill Wang Zhao, who had just eliminated the flesh puppet.

However, in the face of these scoldings, the expression on Wang Zhao's face was not moved at all, but slowly turned around.

He simply ignored the scolding.

Disdain?

His attitude made the people of Tianchi Village even more resentful, and they felt that this kid was too arrogant and didn't take them seriously at all.

Someone was about to be particularly resentful, and he didn't care about anything else, so he actually grabbed a sword and rushed towards Wang Zhao.

When one person comes out, there is naturally a second person and a third person.

Hatred really makes people stupid and blind, originally those Tianchi village disciples who were frightened by the flesh puppets and ran in a hurry, at this moment, when those flesh puppets turned into a few puddles of mud, they actually desperately killed Wang Zhao.

One, two, three, four, five, there are five people in total, and two of them are still very good players.

In a breath, someone had already approached Wang Zhao, and the long sword stabbed behind him, and seeing that he was about to pierce it, Wang Zhao suddenly turned around, stretched out two fingers, and clamped the man's sword.

Two fingers clamped the tip of the opponent's sword, making it difficult for the man to move forward a single point.

The other person's sword was slightly shaken by Wang Zhao and fell short.

One of them was red-eyed, and even broke into the formation directly, but fortunately, the head of Wu was still sober and didn't cut it into pieces.

However, in the face of such a provocation, Wang Zhao did not make a move.

I was somewhat relieved by the situation.

Because I'm afraid that if Wang Zhao really loses his will and returns to the state of the demon dragon, then in addition to facing the king of Qiantong, we also have to face another unknown enemy - Tianchi Zhai has an enmity with the demon dragon, so naturally we have no scruples, but Wang Zhao is Wang Ming's brother after all, where do we dare to be heavy-handed?

Fortunately, at this time, the fifth master also woke up and said: "Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu, Aji is helping us, let them calm down and don't make trouble." ”

He commanded here, but the person in charge over there, the Ninth Master, said, "Fifth brother, do you still call him Aji?" He is Wang Zhao, the demon dragon who destroyed our Tianchi Village once......"

The fifth master argued with him, saying that he should leave this alone, our biggest enemy now is King Qiantong.

The Ninth Master said that there is a magic circle, and King Qiantong can't come over, what are you worried about? Fifth brother, let me tell you, Wang Hongwu's lame man has gone too far, he has been keeping Wang Zhao by his side, and told us that he is dead, this matter can't be just left alone, and when this matter is over, we must fight hard to get that guy down......

Rumble!

Before he could finish his sentence, another loud earthquake suddenly appeared, and then a large cloud of smoke and dust appeared on the big screen, and when the dust cleared, a person appeared on this side of the passage.

Among the few people who were pestering Wang Zhao just now, two of them directly turned into blood mist, while the other three hid behind Wang Zhao, who was covered in blood.

The person who appeared suddenly stepped forward slowly and said, "What kind of broken formation, do you really think I can't break it?" ”

King Qiantong looked at the group of people and sneered.

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