Roar!~

The corpse roared like thunder, and the sound was in the air.

"Phoenix Dance for Nine Days!" Huang Yanxuan shouted loudly, the sword momentum turned into shape, and one after another flames and phoenixes, like floating lights, swept past, screaming and bombarding the ancient corpse.

Bang!bang!~

There were bursts of explosions, flowing flames were stirring, and the fire phoenix shot at the ancient corpse, like tofu hitting the edge of a knife, shattering one after another. The ancient corpse was not damaged at all, but the anger was aroused for a while.

"Extreme Flame Style!"

Huang Yanxuan quickly made up his moves, like lightning galloping, Ling Yan's sword flew straight away, his cold eyes locked on the throat of the ancient corpse's wounds, and he stabbed it extremely fiercely.

However, after the evolution of the ancient corpse, the six senses were strengthened and the reflexes became sensitive. Before Huang Yanxuan's sword approached, he tore through it with a thunderous force.

Clang!~~

The lightning and flint, the sword qi collapsed, and Ling Yan's castration was directly cut off.

Jerked!

The ancient corpse roared, raised its left claw, like a thunderbolt, and burst out of the air, directly taking Huang Yanxuan.

"Flame Dragon Palm!"

Huang Yanxuan was not in a hurry, he gathered enough true yuan, and struck out with one palm, Hao Yan gave birth to a dragon, and greeted the extremely arrogant corpse claw head-on.

"Bang!"

The flame dragon shattered, stretched its strength, and shook like a tide. Huang Yanxuan was not an opponent at all, he was knocked out by the ancient corpse in one shot, vomiting three liters of blood, and his face was pale.

What about the Nine Turns True Martial Arts? The current ancient corpse is equivalent to the level of the Lingwu Realm, especially a perverted battle body, which can be called invincible in the Lingwu Realm level, even if the Jindan Realm powerhouse is not sure to be able to destroy the ancient corpse.

"Senior brother!" the Sword Sect disciple shouted, his anger rolling, he glared at the ancient corpse with murderous anger, and roared wildly: "You beast, you don't want to stay in hell, but you are haunting in the sun, get back to me!"

"Senior Brother Lei!" Huang Yanxuan had just shouted, and the Sword Sect disciple had already rushed over.

Boom!Boom!~

The sword qi was like rain, and the sword sect's disciple's eyes were red, and while roaring angrily, he stabbed wildly, and one after another fierce sword qi shot fiercely at the ancient corpse.

It can be seen that the ancient corpse, immovable as a mountain, as if an unshakable Taiyue, let the wind rage, fight with the fierce tide to destroy, this mountain has been standing. Just let that Sword Sect disciple attack him, his eyes flashed with forest light, it seemed that for it, the ants in front of him had already become its prey.

"Senior Brother Lei, come back!" Huang Yanxuan shouted, immediately swallowed a healing pill, recovered a little, and then gritted his teeth angrily and flew over with his sword.

"Brute, if you die once, then I'll kill you again!kill!kill!kill!~" The Sword Sect disciple became extremely crazy, and the long sword in his hand stabbed faster and faster, more and more fiercely.

Shout!~

Another sword, a fierce sword, stabbed into the pupils of the ancient corpse.

But what made that Sword Sect disciple stunned was that as the most vulnerable eye part in the human body, it was still extremely tough. But he was unwilling, and struck the sword handle with one palm, stabbing strongly, but unfortunately he still couldn't pierce the pupils of the ancient corpse.

Suddenly!

The pupils of the ancient corpse forest expanded, releasing a deadly fierce light, and the thunder roared, terrifying corpse qi, as if it was a substance, facing the roar. The continuous ferocious impact came, and that Sword Sect disciple couldn't resist it at all.

"Poof!~"

The disciple of the Sword Sect screamed, and bloody blood shook out of his mouth, and the powerful and terrifying wave of corpse qi was like countless heavy hammers hitting his body, and the shock caused his martial veins to be broken, his body bones were cracked, and his five internal organs shook together, and even his soul was about to be shaken out.

The next moment!

The pupils of the ancient corpse flickered fiercely, and with a claw of thunder, it tore through the spatial airflow, as easily as stabbing through white paper, and the fierce corpse claw pierced through the chest of the disciple of the Sword Sect, and the claw broke through.

"Poof!~"

The Sword Sect disciple spat out a mouthful of blood again, his whole body convulsed, his face was pale, his eyes were dilated, the blood in his mouth couldn't flow, he turned his head tremblingly, and smiled miserably at Huang Yanxuan: "Senior brother... I... I didn't lose the face of the Sword Sect, did I..."

That moment!

Huang Yanxuan suddenly seemed to freeze, his eyes burst out, and his mind was blank.

"Roar!~"

The ancient corpse roared angrily, fierce and ruthless, opened its sharp teeth, and bit the neck of the Sword Sect disciple with extreme cruelty, blood immediately splattered out, and screamed miserably.

"No!~"

Huang Yanxuan's eyes were red, and his long sword was like a dragon going out to sea, with an extremely violent and fierce sword momentum, he angrily forced him over, roaring and waving his sword.

Boom!Boom!~

Sword after sword, galloping, madly and angrily stabbing the ancient corpse.

"Damn it! let go, let go of Senior Brother Lei!" Huang Yanxuan roared angrily, his sword was like a frenzy, like a rain of bullets, so fast that there was no shadow, and he was crazy and stabbed.

What is infuriating is that no matter how sharp Huang Yanxuan's sword momentum is, it is always difficult to break through the defense of the ancient corpse, his body is like gold and iron, invulnerable, even if he does not move in place, it is difficult to hurt Huang Yanxuan for three days and three nights.

Then, Huang Yanxuan could only watch like this, hatefully and gnashing his teeth to let the ancient corpse suck the martial blood of that Sword Sect disciple alive.

"Roar!~"

The ancient corpse roared excitedly, violently bursting out with a terrifying tide of corpse qi, which strongly shook the spatial aura, and surged in all directions like ripples, sweeping in all directions, and the tomb roared.

Bang!bang!~

The sword qi that shot out was shattered one after another, Huang Yanxuan's face was shocked, in the impact of this vast and terrifying corpse wave, it was like a flat boat churning in the terrifying waves, unable to leave or right, giving rise to the humble powerlessness of ants facing the raging sea.

Rumble!~

Drifting with the tide, Huang Yanxuan was swept away by the shock.

But the ancient corpse was tasting the sweetness, vowing not to give up, roaring wildly, striding thunder, sinking like a mountain, every step has a terrifying domineering power like a thunderous mountain. Shaking the aura all the way, the air flow burst out, and it came like thunder.

Sou!~

The corpse claws sweep the rainbow, seemingly ordinary, simple, but condensed a fierce force that is enough to tear everything apart, invincible, vast as a river rushing, the tide is surging, furious, taking advantage of the situation to pursue.

In the face of such a ferocious situation, Huang Yanxuan, who was injured by the shock, was already powerless, his pupils shrank sharply, full of bloodshots, and he hated unwillingly. Thinking that he was a dignified disciple of the Sword Sect, he was in the forefront of the outer gate, and he would die here in vain.

It's too late, it's too soon!

Just when the ancient corpse was about to succeed, an afterimage, suddenly with the momentum of lightning, broke through the corpse wave, came sideways, and intercepted in front of Huang Yanxuan, only to hear a roar, two fierce claw marks, and hit the ancient corpse critually.

Not bad!

It was Lin Chen's martial corpse that made a move!

Boom!~~

There was a loud bang, the waves were rippling, the air was swaying. Both of them are fierce and domineering strengths, to the top of the claws, with lightning staggered momentum, strong collision together.

Although the martial corpse is strong, it is far from the ancient corpse, and the results are clear in the head-to-head confrontation.

Roar!~~

The martial corpse roared in pain, like a cannonball, and flew out violently, hitting the wall.

And Huang Yanxuan was full of astonishment, but he was clever, a ghost dodged, took the opportunity to dodge by mistake, and swept aside. Then he looked in the direction where the afterimage was shot down, and when his eyes were fixed on the corpse, he was even more stunned.

Martial corpse!

Another martial corpse, out of nowhere?

What made Huang Yanxuan even more puzzled was that this martial corpse was obviously hostile to the ancient corpse, and it was the appearance of this mysterious martial corpse that saved Huang Yanxuan's life in time.

Now!

The ancient corpse also seemed to sense the breath of the same kind, and Sen Hitomi looked at the martial corpse, and the ancient corpse now had some intelligence, and felt extremely angry and puzzled by the aggression of this same kind.

"Roar!~"

The ancient corpse roared at the martial corpse a few times, and the momentum was terrifying, trying to subdue the martial corpse.

But the martial corpse now has a master, and it is directly connected with Lin Chen's blood dissolved in water, and it directly represents Lin Chen's will. For the power of the ancient corpse, the martial corpse had no effect at all, and he stood up coldly, with high morale.

"Roar!~"

The ancient corpse roared angrily, and when he saw that the martial corpse was not convinced, his anger was even greater. Walking like thunder, swept by the rolling tide of corpse qi, baring his teeth and dancing his claws, he ran towards the martial corpse angrily.

Huang Yanxuan was stunned, at least the appearance of the martial corpse allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief, but this ancient corpse King Kong is not bad, the physical body is difficult to break, Huang Yanxuan can't kill the ancient corpse no matter how desperate he is.

Present!

Huang Yanxuan quickly flashed in front of Lin Chen along the stone wall, without the slightest hesitation, he took out an elixir engraved with different patterns in his hand, handed it to Lin Chen's eyes and said, "Fellow Daoist, only you can deal with this ancient corpse now, this is a genuine pattern pill that I obtained in Shimen, which can not only quickly recover your injuries, but also make your cultivation increase in a short period of time!"

Is it still the real thing?

How precious this genuine tattoo pill is, Lin Chen couldn't be clearer.

Seeing that Lin Chen was stunned, Huang Yanxuan looked like he was reluctant to cut his love, gritted his teeth and said, "Although... Although I am also very distressed, but now only you can deal with this ancient corpse! Daoyou, don't hesitate any longer, this is not only for you, but also for me! This enmity between my two junior brothers, you must get it back for me!"

"Yes!"

Lin Chen nodded heavily, the situation was grim, he no longer hesitated, and immediately took the genuine Wendan and stuffed it into his mouth.

The elixir, melted in the mouth, a powerful force that had never been felt before, like the momentum of the Yangtze River, incomparably thick, rolling into Lin Chen's body. As if the little sun had burst open, his whole body was extremely hot, his martial veins vibrate, his qi and blood were boiling, like a dead tree in spring, Lin Chen felt that his entire body function had been reborn, and he seemed to have inexhaustible powerful power in his gestures.

It is unbelievable that the internal and external heavy injuries that were originally suffered were rapidly healing and recovering under the effect of strange medicinal power, and even had the effect of strengthening the battle body.

Wonderful!

Lin Chen was ecstatic, this genuine tattoo pill was really powerful.

Seeing Lin Chen's momentum change greatly, Huang Yanxuan was both happy and painful. Only he knew in his heart that in order to get this genuine tattoo pill, he didn't know how much effort and effort had been spent, so he gave it to people in vain.

"Brother, don't worry! I will never let down your gift! I will definitely help you get back this account of your two junior brothers!" Lin Chen said with an oath, reinvigorating his fighting spirit, holding the blood slaughter, extremely sharp.

"I'm here!" Lin Chen took an arrow step, and rushed towards the ancient corpse with a bloody sword in his hand.

But before he got close, the ancient corpse that realized the crisis swept over with his claws.

"Huh!?"

Lin Chen was stunned, and the monstrous power came with a vast shock.

"Bang!"

Lin Chen screamed in surprise, and was directly slapped back by the ancient corpse.

"Pit!Why did this guy's reaction become so fast!" Lin Chen shouted.

“······” Huang Yanxuan was speechless, messy in the wind, why did he suddenly feel as if he had been pitted?