Finally caught up!

Before the little witch's mind fell, two streamers appeared in front of them first. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In the group of corpses, there was a loud sound of swords, and then, a beautiful and gorgeous sword lotus bloomed in the group of corpses, and as long as the corpses were close to them, they were all beheaded and fell to the ground.

But instead of frightening the corpses, it made them even more excited! A hoarse roar erupted from their foul-smelling mouths and rushed towards the two streamers that had just been fired.

Sonorous!

Although the corpse's flesh was hard enough, when they slammed into the streamer, there was a sound of gold and iron. The streamer faded away, revealing what was going on inside. The eyes of the people of the Martial Sect palpitated, and what was in front of them was a brilliant golden copper furnace and a dark blue long sword! Seeing this copper furnace, the little witch's eyes were obviously brighter. How could she not recognize this thing, thinking that when she and Yun Fan were on an adventure in the Devil's Swamp, she had always been curious about this furnace, and slowly she realized that this furnace can not only refine things, but also be a good hand at smashing enemies!

But when I saw this furnace, where did the main owner go?

"Are you looking for me?"

A clear voice came from behind the little witch, and the girl was stunned for a moment, then turned her head away. I saw a thin young man with a delicate face, who was pursing his lips and looking at himself with a chuckle, "Okay, don't giggle, let's deal with what is in front of you with me!" Yun Fan patted the girl's head, and the girl stopped smirking and looked at the group of corpses along Yun Fan's hand.

Whoa!

On the periphery of the corpse, several figures rushed forward one after another. The sword roared continuously, and the owner of the dark blue long sword led by finally appeared. Zhao Hanlou carried a long sword and swept out a clearing like an autumn wind sweeping leaves. All the people of Jiuyang Sword Valley gathered behind him, staring at the corpse spirit!

Among the geniuses of the Martial Sect, except for the man in white, the rest of them all showed the color of the rest of their lives. And the man in white, who had always coveted the little witch, had been staring at Yun Fan, and the look on his face was not at all grateful!

"Your Excellency, please go aside, my Martial Sect is not inferior to others, this little corpse spirit can still deal with it!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at it in unison. The eyes of the disciples of Jiuyang Sword Valley were a little dissatisfied, and the disciples of the Martial Sect were also a little stunned. They really can't imagine that there will be any reason to keep out the allies who saved them!

"Our Martial Sect has always been the number one sect of the human race, and this corpse spirit is also for me and others to practice. It's really nosy, please leave quickly!" The man in white had the same face as usual, but he was accustomed to such shameless words to others, and after hearing this, everyone, including the little witch, changed their complexions!

Zhao Hanlou slammed the long sword into the ground, and a circle of yuan power exploded, staggering the surrounding corpses, "Senior brother, let's go!"

As he spoke, his cold eyes glared fiercely at the man in white, and a powerful Yuan Force storm erupted from his body. The man in white of Wuzong did not give in, and formed an opposing trend with Zhao Hanlou!Hum~~ Suddenly, the tip of the needle was against Mai Mang, and before the corpse spirit could be dealt with, the internal fighting had already begun, and now everyone was a little overwhelmed...

"Enough!Yang Ming, what do you want to do!" The little witch scolded, her pretty face completely discolored.

"I..." Yang Ming wanted to defend something, but before he could speak, the little witch interrupted him again, "If you talk nonsense again, don't blame me for not thinking about Tianzun's face! You must know that it is me who leads the team this time!"

The little witch has never been so domineering as she is now, Yun Fan looked at the girl next to her, and held the little hand tightly with her big hand, conveying warmth to her. The little witch seemed to be aware of Yun Fan's intentions, and her little hands were clenched tightly, responding to him.

But this scene became the most dazzling existence in Yang Ming's eyes, he secretly clenched his teeth, and the joints between his fingers were already clenched white by him.

"Alright, alright..."

Things have developed to this point, and only Yun Fan came out to play a round. He glanced at Yang Ming, who was still staring at him, and couldn't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart.

Grandma's, he was willing to ignore it, and he even dared to stare at himself, he really wanted to die! But now is not the time to care about this, after a short adjustment, the surrounding corpses have already come together like them again. The sound of the flute outside the forest became more and more urgent, and even Yun Fan, who didn't understand the rhythm, could hear that someone had killed them!

Therefore, the first thing now is to rush out of the corpse tide and find the person who played the flute.

"Senior brother, let's go!"

Yun Fan pulled the little witch and stood side by side with Zhao Hanlou. Zhao Hanlou and the little witch looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Airplanes~~

In an instant, the rapid sound of sword groans resounded throughout the forest.

"Fire and water!"

Suddenly, a path of fire and water burst out along the long sword. Shooting directly into the group of corpses, everyone looked at Zhao Hanlou's Water and Fire Divine Sword, and everywhere they passed, the corpses all howled, the flames stained the rotting corpse flesh, emitting a foul smell, and after the dark blue tide, it formed a thin layer of ice!

"Follow me!"

Zhao Hanlou drank coldly, and immediately jumped out first. Yun Fan, the little witch followed behind him and rushed out one after another. Then, the disciples of Jiuyang Sword Valley, the disciples of the Martial Sect... In the end, Yang Ming was the only one left. After he saw a few corpses looking towards him, he gritted his teeth and kept up with everyone!

"Roar!" "Boom!"

The roars of the corpses sounded one after another, and they rushed towards this path of fire and water without fear of pain, but what greeted them was Yun Fan's Wild Fire Furnace and the Little Witch's Ghost Bell!

"Speed up!"

Zhao Hanlou drank violently.

Yun Fan behind glanced forward, but saw that Zhao Hanlou's face was as cold as ten thousand years of ice. Although the corpses themselves have no intelligence, gathering together is also a terrible disaster.

Airplanes~~

The sound of the flute outside the forest suddenly became rapid, and the sound entered the ears of the corpses, only to make them even more ferocious.

"Roar!"

Bang!

The light curtain woven by Yun Fan and the others was constantly trembling, and the corpse spirit's body as solid as gold and iron collided with the desolate furnace, slamming the desolate furnace with a bang.

The pressure on Zhao Hanlou in front of him increased several times in vain, and the people behind him didn't seem to be able to last long. When Yun Fan saw it, there seemed to be an intentional flow in his eyes.

"Senior brother, you protect them first, and I'll go out and deal with the piper!"

Suddenly!

As soon as the words fell, a huge golden shadow had already ejected from the crowd. The Wildfire Furnace was used as a shield, protecting Yun Fan inside, and after being strongly pushed by Zhao Hanlou, it slammed into countless corpses like cannonballs and fled outward.

Zhao Hanlou watched Yun Fan leave, he did not object, nor did he agree. But in this situation, at present, this is the only way to do it!

.......

Not far from the corpses, in a dark forest, this place is also the source of the sound of the flute.

Several hideous-looking Gu clan powerhouses with tentacles all over their bodies were here. In the center of them, there was a strange man with a black flute blowing.

It was from here that the humming sound spread to all directions, and the rioters of the corpses everywhere were all done by this person. And the source of the siege of the various teams of the Terrans is also here!

Just when this strange melody was at its highest, a sharp aura rushed from not far away!

Whoa!

Countless stout tentacles surrounded from all directions, trying to encircle the sharp qi.

"Boom!"

After a low shout, I saw countless flames coming from all directions, pounced on every tentacle!

Bang!

The tentacles tried to whip, but the flames were noticeably faster, and before they could get closer, a shower of meteors exploded in all directions. Several young Ancient Demons suddenly fell abrupt, roaring and taking a few big steps back!

"Who are you!"

The magic sound stopped suddenly, and the ancient clan who was surrounded in the center raised their heads to look at Yun Fan.

Yun Fan looked at him coldly, but he was a little surprised in his heart. The vastness of this world is nothing strange, and the ancient races outside the sky are indeed different from the human races. It seems that the Demon Star Clan recorded in the ancient books of Sword Valley is undoubtedly this race!

"How did you rush out of the corpse encirclement!"

The Demon Hand Clan, who was armed with the black flute, seemed to be a little panicked, and kept retreating. And the young man of the Demon Hand Clan, who had been protecting him before, had been slapped to the ground by Yun Fan mercilessly.

"Humph!"

Bang!

Yun Fan summoned a flaming giant palm and slammed it to the ground.

And the Demon Star Clansman who played the black flute did not resist at all, and collapsed to the ground like this.

Yun Fan, who was the one who made the move, was also very surprised, he didn't expect that the Gu clan who could urge countless corpse spirits would be so weak. Just one slap is no longer sober, and this kind of combat power is not as strong as a genius disciple in a holy land. But just now it was him, and countless people were forced into a desperate situation!

Bang! Bang!

Several hammers in succession, and the desolate furnace struck directly on the heads of the ancient people. After these furnaces, the poor few ancient people have burst out of their brains, and their blood is flowing, and they can't live anymore.

Yun Fan swung out a spiritual power to wipe the blood stains from the furnace. Only then did he look at the corpses of these people of the ancient clan, he was a little puzzled, why could these people be so can't help fighting, could it be that the so-called geniuses of the ancient clan are all made of tofu? Shaking his head, he didn't think much about it, and the figure disappeared here again.

When I left and came, I just spent a cup of tea. And it is the kung fu of this tea, and the threat of everyone has been completely lifted!

Hordes of corpses are still a nuisance, but without human command, they are nothing more than powerful beasts. Presumably, with the strength of the geniuses of the Holy Lands, even if the enemy is not the enemy, it is still no problem to escape.

Not far away, the people of the Martial Sect Jiuyang Sword Valley, who were besieged by the corpse spirits, finally slowed down the attack of the corpse spirits after the magic sound was lifted.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of Zhao Hanlou and the little witch lit up together.

Their eyes met, and a smile curled up at the corners of their mouths.

Yun Fan, it's a success!