Phantom Feather was also very confused, the three things on his back, the wooden sword was handed down from his ancestors. The iron rod and shovel were given by the Great Xia Emperor, and he never knew that they were so extraordinary! Holding the wooden sword in his hand, the phantom feather kept slapping, but the wooden sword was silent and did not react.

"Big brother, you can't do this. If you want to break out, you can solve it at once!" Phantom Feather almost cried, how could this wooden sword break out and strike. The wooden sword was mottled, like a stick of firewood that had been burned by fire.

Just as Phantom Feather was tangling with the wooden sword, the female corpse holding six weapons attacked quickly. The six flying weapons struck Phantom Feather like a meat grinder. Phantom Feather was stunned, and he didn't react at all.

The purple gold robe on his body naturally manifested, the treasure light was shining, and a gossip was suspended to protect the phantom feather, and the treasure had a spirit, protecting the lord by itself!

"Bang--" The powerful impact force knocked the phantom feather away, although it was guarded by the purple gold robe, but the powerful power was not something that the phantom feather could withstand, and it flew out of the mouth and spit blood, and was seriously injured with one blow!

Phantom Feather was seriously injured, Qiwa was entangled, and only Ahri was left in the same place holding the howl tightly, and in the face of the hideous zombies, Ahri's little face turned pale.

"You.. Don't come here. Ahri is very powerful."

Ahri wielded her howl in the air, trying to scare the damn zombies away. Since sharing her bloodline with Lin Yan, Ahri has once again become that ordinary little girl next door, and fighting is really not her forte!

A zombie raised its hand to knock out the howl in Ahri's hand, and the dry palm that exuded the breath of death grabbed Ahri's white neck, slowly lifting Ahri above his head.

Ahri grabbed the zombie's arm with both hands, and her little face was red from lack of oxygen. Her legs were kicking in the air, and Ahri felt like she was going to die, as if she saw her mom and dad calling for her.

A tear slipped down, and Ahri once felt that death was relief. But now Ahri doesn't want to die, she wants to wear a beautiful long dress to her grandfather Uncle Yan and them, she wants to walk out of this wild forest with Da Zongzi to see the outside world.

She wants to be with him, but Ahri suddenly finds herself with too many concerns...

"No... To.." Ahri struggled: "Ahri. To live... Big.. Zongzi.. Save..."

Ahri's consciousness began to blur, and the lack of oxygen made her feel like her internal organs were about to explode.

"Ahri—"

Lin Yan ran wildly on the earth, the flame marks burned to the extreme, and he turned into a flame man... Where he had run, he had left a trail of charcoal.

It's closer, it's closer...

The furious impact slammed into the zombie, and the zombie was knocked away by the huge momentum, and at the same time, the fingers loosened, and Ahri fell. Lin Yan slammed into his arm to catch Ahri, and the boundless fire was like a spirit, automatically bypassing Ahri without causing her any harm.

Ahri breathed heavily and held out her hand. Due to the lack of oxygen, her eyes were a little blurry: "Da Zongzi, is it you?

Looking at the five strange black fingerprints on Ahri's white neck, Lin Yan's heart burned with anger. He said in a hoarse voice: "Ahri, it's me! The big zongzi is late, I'm sorry!"

Two lines of tears, Ahri choked. She knew that Lin Yan would come to save her! Holding Lin Yan, Ahri's crying pear blossoms brought rain, she was very fragile and needed a warm chest, and her obsession with life made Ahri have too many ties and too much vulnerability. At this moment, Lin Yan is her only one.

Lin Yan didn't move, letting Ahri cry. The monstrous flames burned, and a group of zombies surrounded him, but he didn't dare to step forward. When Ahri had enough of crying, Lin Yan put him on the ground, and with a wave of his big hand, a strange creature appeared in place.

The strange thing is that this creature looks like a human, but it does have gray-brown hair, long sharp-beaked monkey gills, and it is wrapped around an unknown animal skin around its waist, and as soon as it comes out, it lowers its head and faces Lin Yan with its palm.

Lin Yan stretched out his finger and swiped it across his palm: "Mud monkey, protect Ahri, if she loses a hair, I will make you a dead monkey!"

"Wow--" The mud monkey withdrew his palm, and his two fists slapped on his chest, as if to say: Don't worry, it's absolutely fine with my protection.

Mud Monkey: A mysterious monkey that grows from the mud monkey seed of the multi-dimensional world, although it looks dirty, you can cultivate it into the Monkey King!

Lin Yan had planted a mud monkey seed before and harvested this mud monkey. Although there was no monkey brother at that time, this monkey was also very powerful, and there was a bullish cultivation method behind it, which was not easy at first glance. The mud monkey is agile, except for not being able to speak, and has the same IQ as a normal person.

At this time, Lin Yan summoned the mud monkey to let him protect Ahri, not to mention its flexible body, Lin Yan concluded that this group of zombies with dead brains could not withstand it. Place Ahri on the back of the mud monkey.

"Ahri, wait for me to come back. I still have a lot of beautiful dresses for you!" Glancing Ahri's nose, the flames rose above Lin Yan's hands, and the flames on his body all condensed towards his fists.

"I use the blood of fire as a guide to awaken the power of sleep. Gather fire into a fist - fire fist!"

Two compressed flames enveloped Lin Yan's fist, and the scorching power seemed to be able to burn mountains and boil seas. Looking at a zombie, Lin Yan kicked the ground with his legs, his body drew an afterimage, and a pair of hot fire fists swung out.

"Snort--" The zombie strengthened by the death qi was easily smashed into a bloody hole in the body by the fire fist, and the scorching heat instantly scorched the wound, and not a drop of black blood flowed out.

The zombie didn't feel any pain, and when it was hit, it directly waved the tattered weapon porcelain in his hand like Lin Yan's head, Lin Yan's head moved slightly, and he smashed it on the zombie's head with a punch, smashing the zombie's head like a watermelon.

"It's not a loss to be a Yanhuang warrior, and the combat power is really invincible at the same level!" Phantom Yu's eyes were straight when he looked at it from a distance, he was also a descendant of the Supreme, he could only rely on the formation, if he couldn't arrange the formation in advance, his combat effectiveness would be really weak. The Yanhuang warriors are different, they were born to fight, no matter how strong you are, I will blast the sky with one punch. When you are strong, you are strong, and the more you fight, the more courageous you are, this is the invincible warrior of the human race - the Yanhuang Warrior!

Lin Yan was like a different person, his body was like flowing water, he could always dodge the attack between the slightest movements, and then the hot fist destroyed the enemy's head. For a while, there were only the dwarf king Tiebi and the six-armed female corpse on the battlefield.

In the distance, Manzhu Sawa saw that his army of death had turned into nothing in an instant, and roared loudly: "Damn the human race, if it weren't for my damn heavenly land to seal my power, I would definitely have pulled you into the skin!"

"Haha... You old witch who is neither male nor female, come on, will the master still be afraid of you?" Lin Yan pointed at the flower of death: "Your death army hurt Ahri just now, so you are ready to die!"

Taking the initiative to attack, Lin Yan turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Manzhu Shahua. Don't look big, well-developed rhizomes, and look fierce. But Lin Yan was not afraid of it, because Lin Yan knew that most of its power was sealed in the dead space where the little skeleton was.

The mother body of this golden cicada shell is just a silver-like wax spear head, which is very bluffing!

Seeing Lin Yan attacking, the huge vines of the Flower of Death were flying, covering the sky and blocking a large space for a while. In the cracks of those vines, a zombie with six arms leaped swiftly, and its bloodthirsty eyes stared closely at Lin Yan among them.

"No matter how many vines you have, the little master will all be shattered!" Lin Yan's speed was not enough to dodge the vines everywhere, but he lowered ten times with one force. The swing of the fire fist brought fireworks into the sky, and vines were brutally shattered by him.

A dagger emitting a ghostly light quietly appeared on Lin Yan's back.

"Huh-" The dagger went into the flesh for three points, but it was firmly stuck by the muscle. With a successful blow, the female zombie did not hesitate, directly gave up the weapon, and then disappeared into the vines again.

It was actually attacked!

Lin Yan pulled out the dagger on his back, and his head was covered with cold sweat. Fortunately, the Dao Scar attracted the Great Sun Flame to reshape the treasure body for himself, otherwise he would have been stabbed through the heart just this time.

Looking at the pitch-black dagger in his hand, Lin Yan felt that the weapon must be extraordinary. Holding the dagger in the palm of his hand, Lin Yan entered the battle again, while vigilantly surrounding. The wound on his back, the death qi continued to corrode, Lin Yan's body was spinning, and the black death power flowed to absorb and transform the death qi into a pure energy. One part of the energy is three, one is absorbed by the power of death, one part is transformed by Tai Chi again and absorbed by the power of the white heaven and earth vitality, and the last part is dissipated in the body and turned into the energy that nourishes the treasure body.

Time passed, and a silent ghostly figure reappeared in the vines near Lin Yan. Her six arms resemble those of a nimble ape, alternating between vines without a hint of life.

The empty door behind Lin Yan was wide open, and the bleeding had stopped at the place where he had been stabbed before, leaving only a black scar. The six-armed female corpse approached again, holding a three-pronged water-splitting spur in one hand, stabbing towards the same wound again.

Lin Yan didn't react, this female corpse was very good at assassination, and her qi was not exposed at all.

"Uhhh

In the same place, it was once again captured by a female corpse. This time it stabbed deeper, almost injuring the internal organs. With one successful blow, the banshee wanted to escape again. But this time Lin Yan was prepared, and before the banshee could hide in the vines, Lin Yan would grab the naked feet of the female corpse, and the strong physical power exploded, directly smashing the female corpse to the ground.

"It's impossible for the master to be injured twice in the same place, this is a price!"

The pitch-black dagger in Lin Yan's palm shot out, directly penetrating the collarbone of the female corpse and nailing it firmly to the ground. The female corpse struggled, her six arms dancing wildly, and the weapon in her hand brought a gust of knife wind.

"Dying and struggling!" Lin Yan's fire fist was like a furnace that smelted all things, and it smashed directly into the blade without evacuation, making a sound of gold and iron resonating.

Combat skill - Fire Fist. A supreme combat skill inherited from the bloodline of the Yan Emperor.

Gather the power of the sun between heaven and earth, and condense it on the two fists. Take the fist as the tool, take the fist as the base, and cast the supreme iron fist.

Fire fist is a combat skill, and it is also a skill of refining. Forge your hands like weapons to make them lethal and hard.

Lin Yan is only using it for the first time, but in the face of these weapons that have been corroded by death for thousands of years, Lin Yan's iron fist is like a divine weapon, although it is not said that the weapon is broken with one punch, but it is still possible to attack each other and achieve no damage to the fist.

"You stab me twice, I'll give you a punch!" Lin Yan smashed open the female corpse's arm with his fist, and the fire fist smashed the female corpse's head, relieving her of the sorrow of being imprisoned for thousands of years.

After solving the six-armed female corpse, Lin Yan looked at the flower of death, the body of Manzhu Sahua. Kill it, and you and the others will have hope of living.