"Boom!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing resounded through the mountains and forests, and He Kun slashed out with a sword, although the black-clothed warrior resisted, the sword qi detached from the sword body, making the black-clothed warrior's head open.

Killing the enemy with one move, this He Kun did not have any mania, turned around and pointed the way with an immortal, and Sen Ran's sword qi directly penetrated the chest of another black-clothed martial artist, but unfortunately, the signal flare had already risen.

"Let's go!"

He Kun's face was solemn, and he shouted, their Yuntai Villa is not easy to mess with, but the Eight Desolations and Liuhe are even more difficult to provoke, as soon as the disciples of the Fourteen Sects come over, they are invincible with two fists and four hands, and when the time comes, it is difficult to say that they are here.

All the white-clothed disciples were running with swords, and their movements were fast and agile, like the fast-moving snow-colored wolves.

In this regard, He Kun is very satisfied, the mobility is what Yuntai Villa is proud of, and it does not take more than 30 seconds to run out of a distance of three or four hundred meters.

He Kun believed that even if the Eight Desolations and Liuhe reacted quickly, they would be able to break through this area before they were surrounded, relaxed, He Kun felt relaxed, as if nothing could stop them, and he was about to play a majestic show in front of Han Qi and Wu Feng, but he saw that Han Qi and Wu Feng and the others were still behind, slowly advancing in the mountains and forests two or three hundred meters away from them.

There is simply no keeping up with them.

This made He Kun's face a little ugly, snail, cumbersome, if in ordinary times, he would only make fun of it, but at this moment, it was in someone else's blockade area, the life and death of other people, He Kun didn't care, he just borrowed the hand of the Eight Desolations and Liuhe to eliminate Wu Feng, and now he just wanted Han Qi to live......

"Xiao Qi, lead people to break through!"

As soon as He Kun's voice fell, he turned around and stepped on the trunk of the tree, his figure jumped high like a big peng, and before he landed, his toes were a little branch, and he used his strength to leap towards Wu Feng and the others.

For He Kun like this, Wu Feng was a little dumbfounded, it seemed that He Kun still cared about Han Qi very much, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and killing intent appeared in his eyes.

Since you promised someone, you must do it.

The hand broke the knife and pulled out, just waiting for He Kun to get close, unexpectedly, just as He Kun was about to enter the attack range of the knife gang, suddenly, a huge black shadow appeared from the woods, like black lightning and pounced on He Kun who was about to land.

"Bell ......"

This He Kun is worthy of being born in a famous family, and he is about to be hit by a huge black shadow, saying that it is too late, it is fast, the long sword in his hand struck sideways, and hit the black shadow with a strong internal force, but the long sword did not pierce the body of the black cloth, but broke out with a sound of fine iron.

This He Kun didn't care what it was, his arm that was shocked and numb was slightly bent, straightened, and his body bounced out to the left, at this time, He Kun had time to look at the things that assaulted him, only to see that this thing was black and shiny, more than five meters tall but perfect body proportions, slender and not bloated muscles made all women shine, and a pair of light blue eyes on the masculine and resolute face were as deep as the starry sky.

Mankind? No, no one was five meters tall, and the black fangs in its mouth meant it was a zombie.

It's just that He Kun has never seen this zombie that makes people feel ashamed.

He Kun hasn't seen it, it doesn't mean that Wu Feng hasn't seen it, when he saw the appearance of this zombie clearly, Wu Feng gasped, the mourner, the mourner in the growth period.

"Ah......h

In the midst of surprise, I suddenly heard a scream.

Following the sound and looking at the afterglow, I saw a black shadow in the mountains and forests in the distance, moving like lightning, and a man in white was suddenly shot away.

Seeing this, Wu Feng was surprised again, two growth period burials?!

When the mood suddenly felt heavy, the angry He Kun had already attacked the mourner, Wu Feng was just about to turn his head and let Wang Nan leave with Han Qi and the others, but at this moment, he suddenly saw several villain patterns tattooed on the wide black back of the mourner.

Villain motif?

The eyes rotated with the moving figure of the mourner, and I saw that the back of the mourner was indeed tattooed with the pattern of the villain comparing swords, and each move was extremely exquisite, and next to each pattern, there were lines of small seal characters.

"Heaven Replenishing Sword Spectrum, Sword Twenty-Seven"

Heaven-mending sword spectrum? Ancient martial arts cheats? Wu Feng was shocked again in his heart, of course, not surprised by this mourner, but amazed by the power of the Holy Martial Land, he actually tattooed the sword spectrum on the back of the mourner, and there was only one sword spectrum on the back of the mourner, sword twenty-seven, sword twenty-seven, which means that there are at least twenty-seven mourners here!

If you want to collect this profound and mysterious Heaven Replenishing Sword Spectrum, you have to hunt at least twenty-seven Grown-up Burial Immortals.

"Ma Dan, what a big stroke, what a cruel trial!" Wu Feng scolded secretly, at least twenty-seven mourners, I'm afraid it will take dozens of cities to find so many mourners, and those with weaker strength, not to mention collecting this sword spectrum, meeting the mourners is a dead end.

"Bang ......"

At this moment, He Kun was swept away by the lightning-fast black fist of the Mourner, and slammed into the trunk of the tree like a sandbag.

He Kun only felt that the bones all over his body were screaming and painful, but he was not as surprised as he was in his heart, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that he would be knocked out by a zombie, and he didn't believe that this was the speed that zombies could have.

The punch of the Mourner just now, his eyes couldn't keep up at all, and his mind couldn't react at all.

"Ahh......h

He Kun was embarrassed, like a mad beast, holding a long sword and running directly to the mourner, he couldn't, he definitely couldn't lose face in front of Han Qi.

Fight hard, you must kill this powerful zombie, prove his strength, and support those juniors who have also suffered the death as soon as possible......

Only, Han Qi's gaze was not on him at all, only on the body of the little black back.

"Mmmm......mmmm

The little black back stared coldly at the mourner like a wolf, it would never forget that its owner had been cornered by such a zombie, and it would not forget that its owner had fought with such a zombie to protect it and Jiao Yu.

At that time, it was a normal puppy, but now, it is a mutant king beast.

"Hmmmm......" roared in a low voice, waiting for the master's order, as long as the master gave an order, then it would rush forward desperately, proving the dignity and strength of its king beast.

It's just that Wu Feng's attention at the moment is not on it at the moment, and he glanced at a group of black-clothed warriors standing on the branches of the trees watching the battle, eight desolations and six combinations, unified black power suits, all with strong killing intent.

Attracted by the signal flare, they knew who was killed by looking at the wounds on their peers' bodies, but they didn't make a move, they just stared coldly at He Kun, who was fighting against the controller, and wanted to take advantage of the fisherman......

Killing intent, intended, Wu Feng didn't care, looking at a few men with a bronze leather scroll on their backs, thinking about it, they had successfully hunted and killed a few burial people.

He took a deep breath, raised his head, and shouted to a young man with a cold and ordinary appearance in black clothes with dark red dragon patterns on the branch: "Friend of Eight Desolations, how about we make a deal?!" ”