So boring.

With a swing of his hand, he slashed out the ears of a living corpse, and saw that its miserable white eyes widened, and the tip of the sword hooked its eyes. When it pounced again, the sword flew one after another, peeling off the flesh and skin of the living corpse's hands little by little, until Bai Sensen's skeleton was revealed......

Nanming was like a cat, teasing these stupid living corpses with a sword without a sword, and gradually felt a little bored.

The living corpse is infinitely powerful, does not get tired, and has almost no vital damage.

Whether it is piercing its chest and abdomen, or cutting off its hands and feet, as long as its head is not off, it will persistently use its remaining stump to get up, even if it is cut off by the waist, it will not prevent them from replacing their hands and feet.

The flesh and blood of the living are extremely attracted to them, and at the slightest sound they hear, they will pounce on them with their big rancid mouths open.

It's slow, but it's not too many.

With such a large number of monsters, it was not something that mortal forces could fight. Even cultivators who have just entered the Spiritual Body, most of them are helpless in the face of this dense patch, and can only protect themselves.

However, here in the South Underworld, nothing is a problem.

In the final analysis, the difference between him and these living corpses may be that his head falls off and he will not die......

"Boom!"

Another sword flash of cold light swept by, and a line of blood appeared on the necks of the five or six living corpses in front of him, and their heads scrambled to fall into the water.

Their places were quickly filled in by their companions, and one after another the living corpses climbed up one after the other, not thinking, not fearing, not exhausted, acting entirely on instinct.

The hand of a living corpse was already stretched out at Nan Ming's feet, but he didn't immediately draw his sword, but only took a half step back.

In order to save trouble, he waited for several living corpses to crawl in front of him together before he solved them with a sword. And then wait for the next wave to come up.

He looked at the dark night in the distance, his face expressionless, and he even wanted to yawn.

Let's fix it quickly......

The speed of swinging the sword slowed down, not because of exhaustion, but because he was too lazy to make superfluous movements.

However, in the eyes of the people behind him, this scene became a calm and calm performance.

"This person's swordsmanship has reached the realm of returning to the basics. Who the hell is he?"

Fu Huijing used the silver needle to defend against the enemy, and at the same time peeked at Nan Ming.

Zhang Yuan also found that Nanming's swordsmanship was quite exquisite, and he was secretly happy in his heart, but also a little jealous: "A child whose hair has not grown up, and his kung fu is older and spicier than Lao Tzu, is it a disciple of which major sect?" But it still looks like a chick, I don't know that this world is sinister, and I don't save my physical strength in this situation...... Fortunately, with him in front, I have a better chance of survival. ”

Since Nan Ming killed too quickly in the bow of the ship, the pressure on the two of them was much less, and they occasionally had time to pay attention to their surroundings. As for the helpless people, they hid in the canopy and did not dare to come out, and looked out through the cracks in the tarpaulin.

Seeing Nan Ming standing at the bow of the ship, repelling countless living corpses with one person and one sword, the fear in their hearts decreased slightly, and they couldn't help but ignite the hope of life.

- This heroic young swordsman, don't fall!

They prayed silently in their hearts, and by the way, they prayed to all the gods and Buddhas.

Just to live.

This faint wish floated out along the night wind, but it was inhaled by Nan Ming, thinking that it would not be able to reach the gods and Buddhas they were praying for.

Nan Ming tasted the thirst for vitality of these weak ants, and the corners of his lips grinned.

Very good.

Since you have prayed with all your hearts......

How about I save you?

His sword slammed into a circular arc, and the arc was cold, slicing the necks of all the living corpses in front of him.

Then he took a step back, and the iron sword "bell" was inserted into the ship's plank, and it stood still.

Fu Huijing, who had been paying attention to Nanming, stared at him, only saying that he was physically exhausted, and his heart couldn't help but sink, and he said decisively: "You go to the back to rest first, and I will support you here!"

However, Nan Ming remained motionless, his slightly tilted face hidden in the darkness, silent, without breathing.

A sharp momentum gradually rose from his body, like a strong wind scraping bones, and just looking at it made people's eyes hurt and their faces chilled.

The wind seemed to be blowing on the secluded river, getting stronger and stronger, whistling low, like a tiger suppressing its anger, and like a thunderclap looming in the clouds.

He is nourishing qi and gathering momentum......

Fu Huijing and Zhang Yuan both had a trace of enlightenment in their hearts.

Although they are not cultivators, even if they are new to martial arts, when they see this scene at this moment, they will instinctively suddenly suddenly.

Be able to understand the "potential", store the "potential", and even turn the potential of heaven and earth for their own use...... Among the martial artists in the body refining realm, there are very few existences.

Therefore, the two of them only had envy in their hearts at this time.

- This young man is not very old, and he has already touched the threshold of the immortal moat!

There was a lot of thought, but time only passed for a moment.

Nan Ming felt that it was almost enough, so he drew his sword and stood up.

With one foot on the plank, the sawdust splashed, the body soared half a foot into the air, and the sword arced, and it waved silently.

"Sa!!"

I saw that a circular sword qi spread rapidly in the dark night, sweeping through the vast void centered on the Southern Darkness in an instant.

The living corpses that emerged on the surface of the river were like harvested straws, and from near and far, large areas were planted in the water, never to float again.

The sword qi was still not exhausted, and it cut diagonally into the water, setting off a tsunami-like wave of river waves.

Some of the living corpses that did not float up were cut off directly under the water, and the stumps and flesh floated to the surface of the river, and the river in the dark was covered with a strange white.

“......”

The people on the canopy boat had dull faces and were speechless.

Looking at Nan Ming's gaze, it no longer feels like he is looking at a person...... Slaughtering the living corpse of Banjiang in the blink of an eye, even if it is the legendary immortal master, I'm afraid it's just that, right?

"Sword Qi...... That's, sword qi?!"

Although the sword qi was formless and colorless, Fu Huijing still recognized it, and her pupils shrank in shock, "The strength of the body refining realm is released...... It turned out not to be a legend. ”

Zhang Yuan swallowed with difficulty.

Although he didn't know what the sword qi and strength were, it sounded like something very incredible, and just looking at the results it caused was enough to make people fearful.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief: no matter what, this night, he finally survived......

Just when everyone was rejoicing, Nan Ming, who was in mid-air, suddenly shook and fell down heavily.

Fu Huijing was the first to react and floated over to catch him.

She took out a pill from the portable medicine box, and without hesitation, fed it into Nanming's mouth: "This is the Baoyuan Shou Deficiency Pill, you take it and meditate, don't force it." ”

In her opinion, Nan Ming must have forcibly exercised his sword qi, which consumed too much and hurt his vitality. This Bao Yuan Shou Deficiency Pill is also a treasure in the mortal rivers and lakes, and it has the effect of nourishing vitality.

"Thank you. ”

Nan Ming's face was very weak, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Seeing that although the two of them were shocked, but there were no trembling eyes, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart - it seems that this time there was no smash.

He had been extremely careful to control his strength, but he was worried that showing too shocking strength would make the two of them suspicious.

Fortunately, this time I performed well and didn't play at all.

Thinking like this, he swallowed the pill handed by Fu Huijing in one gulp and chewed it into his stomach. A pitifully faint current of warmth rose from the abdomen, barely felt.

Nanming didn't dislike it, so he thought he had eaten a jelly bean.

He took a deep breath, the gloom on his face swept away, and he stood up again in an instant.

"Thanks to Miss Fu's elixir, I'm much better. Now that the road ahead has been cleared, it is better to continue to set off, there are still urgent matters below, and we must rush to Lancheng as soon as possible. He clenched his fists solemnly.

However, Fu Huijing's face was a little strange.

Fang was still dying, and in the blink of an eye, he was alive and kicking...... When did the effect of the inferior Baoyuan Shou Deficiency Pill that she refined herself have been so good?