Chapter 45: The Corpse Soldier Leng Ning

Leng Ning has long wanted to clean up the king's head, the king's head is the one who is the best at hunting in the corner of the iron guard, he has a harvest every day when he goes out, and the living people he left behind, after he sucks the soul, others can't even find a corpse, and it is rumored that he brought up this trend of eating human flesh.

The physique of the king is not as strong as Liao Gang, but his body is more flexible, he is good at claw skills, and his hands are very ruthless.

Leng Ning's words completely angered the king's head, the king's head rushed over, flying into a double-peaked ear, Leng Ning stepped back, and the king's head kicked Leng Ning's neck sideways.

This time, Leng Ning didn't dodge, but exerted all his strength and punched the foot of the king's head.

There was a crisp click, and the king only felt a pain in his heart, and quickly withdrew his foot.

He clearly knew that the bones of his foot must have been cracked, and there was a tingling pain when he stood on the ground.

Leng Ning stared at the Great King's Head and walked forward slowly, that kind of murderous aura that could only be detected by the nearest Great King's Head.

The king faced the stone with which he was no longer familiar, and there was an indescribable fear in his heart, and he began to retreat backwards in a panic.

The iron guard sitting on the field looked at the two people on the field and frowned suspiciously.

"Master, come!" Leng Ning broke off, the whole person was full of momentum, and rushed towards the king's head head-on, not dodging, nor using any moves, but just punching the king's head with all his strength.

The big king's head dodged left and right, but how could he dodge Leng Ning, he received two more heavy punches in a few rounds, one arm was discounted, his eye socket was also cracked, and his vision was blurred.

The big king looked at Leng Ning in confusion, then turned his head to look at Tie Wei, opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, Leng Ning punched him on the chin.

After the king was punched in the head, his chin tilted to the side, and he staggered down.

At the moment when he fell, Leng Ning shot again, and smashed two heavy punches in succession, smashing on the bald head of the king's head, and the sound of bones breaking spread throughout the audience.

Several pairs of corpse spirits on the field who were fighting actually stopped and looked at Leng Ning in a daze.

"You kid, are you looking for death!" shouted the iron guard sitting on the sidelines as he strode towards the center of the martial arts field.

Seeing the appearance of the king's head falling to the ground, Tie Wei knew that this time he was afraid that he would be crippled if he didn't die, but the king's head had made great contributions to his collection of heads in the past few years.

Tie Wei wanted to send him to the inn this time, but he didn't expect to be beaten like this stone that made him more and more impenetrable.

Leng Ning looked at the walking iron guard, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, he was already a little impatient.

He had already made a decision in his heart, as soon as the Iron Guard took three steps closer, he would kill him immediately, along with the leather armor beside him, and those who were usually evil-doers and unpleasant-looking.

The Iron Guard was furious, one step, two steps......

"Iron Guard, what are you doing, they are competing fairly, do you want to interfere with the general's selection of corpses?"

The hoarse voice of the white-faced old corpse in leather armor sitting on a chair came.

Tie Wei didn't take the third step, because Tie Wei knew that it was a big crime to interfere with the general's selection of corpse soldiers, and if the old man went back and talked nonsense, he would not be happy with the general, and he would not be able to eat and walk around.

Tie Wei glared at Leng Ning viciously, turned around and walked back to his chair, and sat down heavily on the chair.

The white-faced old man smiled at Leng Ning and nodded for him to continue.

Leng Ning said silently in his heart: Old corpse, it was you who saved yourself and this group of people.

Leng Ning turned his head to look at the other people on the field, and the other three pairs of corpse spirits seemed to have patience all of a sudden, and they made moves back and forth, but no one made a dead hand, making Leng Ning a spectator watching the three groups fight.

In the end, Leng Ning was really impatient to wait, and simply sat on the ground.

The duel will eventually be decided, and the three groups of winners appeared almost at the same time, and then the three winners quickly scuffled together, as if no one had forgotten Leng Ning.

Leng Ning stood up with a puzzled look on his face and walked towards the three of them, originally wanting to ask a corpse spirit to fight with him, but as soon as he approached the three of them.

The three of them in the fight rushed towards Leng Ning together with a tacit understanding.

Leng Ning painted the gourd in the same way, but he still didn't dodge or dodge, it was a heavy punch.

Playing tricks with them, using moves is a waste.

The three corpses were beaten to cry and cry for their mother, and the two who won in the end: one Leng Ning, one who could barely stand, Leng Ning looked at the middle-aged corpse spirit who was quite pleasing to the eye.

A competition of corpse soldiers in the arsenal has become a drama in which Leng Ning's iron fist ravages the major killer demon kings.

In the end, the white-faced old man announced the number of three people selected for the corpse soldiers in the corner of the iron guard: Han Ji, Shi Shi, Lin Daqun, all the corpse spirits who were selected for the corpse soldiers, their families could go to the inn to live together.

Happiness came too suddenly, and Xiao Xing couldn't believe his ears.

After listening to the white-faced old man's reading, he slapped his two mouths again, and then he cried and laughed happily, hugged Leng Ning and said, "Brotherβ€”β€”, I can finally sleep peacefully, and I don't have to worry about being gouged out and my nose cut......"

At this time, the iron guard is in a lawsuit. A corpse selection contest caused the Iron Guard to suffer heavy losses, and a group of hunting experienced subordinates were killed and wounded, and there were fewer and fewer prey around, which made him worry about how to hand in his head in the future.

Stones! When I think of stones, the Iron Guard hates them with hatred.

But at this time, he was helpless, because after the competition, Leng Ning and Xiao Xing, Lin Daqun's family, and Han Ji, who was wearing a hat and a black veil around the hat, would immediately follow the white-faced old man to the inn.

Before leaving, Leng Ning said goodbye to Tie Wei with a smile, and Xiao Xing did the same.

Tie Wei's face was purple like a bloody pig's liver, and the breath exhaled from his nose was whistling.

A group of people followed the white-faced old man through a long and narrow valley and came to an open mountain pass.

At the mountain pass, a group of more than thirty corpse soldiers wearing leather armor and masks were guarding.

Seeing the white-faced old man, the corpse soldier didn't answer, but automatically got out of the way.

It was another narrower valley, and Leng Ning clearly felt that the road he walked was extending all the way underground.

Lin Daqun's family walked at the end, Xiaoxing and Xiaolinzi got together to talk and laugh, the two of them seemed to be preparing to go on an outing, and they didn't have the slightest worry about whether their future life would be good or bad.

The white-faced old man walked the fastest, followed by Han Ji, and behind Han Ji was Leng Ning.

"How long have you been cultivating the spirit ring?"

β€œ...... Are you asking me?"

"That's right, how long did you cultivate the spirit ring?"

β€œ...... Three years. ”

"A lot of people must have died at your hands, right?"

β€œ...... Are you looking for death?"

"No, will you regurgitate after absorbing the spirit, your eyes must be very dark, right?"

β€œ...... I can kill you right now, believe it or not?"

"I don't believe it. ”