The battle between Ye Ming and the Black Demon Corpse intensified, and the Black Demon Corpse's attack became even more frantic for some reason, his eyes completely turned red, and the swarthy muscles and tendons quickly bulged, completely tearing the already somewhat tattered clothes, turning them into fragments and scattering them all over the ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The upper body of the black demon corpse is ****, and the skin reveals strange blood-red runes, and they are still flickering, as if blood light is constantly flowing in its body.

At the beginning, Ye Ming fought with him, although he couldn't really hurt him, but he was also able to do it with ease, but now the Black Demon Corpse has more than doubled in strength and speed, and he was a little helpless for a while, and the sword in his hand was actually knocked away by the Black Demon Corpse with a palm after a few moves.

Ye Ming fought and retreated, and was finally blocked by the black corpse by the wall, seeing that the opponent's claws were about to grab his head, Ye Ming had no choice but to swing his fist to resist and collide with it.

Hearing a loud bang, Ye Ming felt as if he had been hit by a truck, and immediately flew out upside down, because the force was too great, he directly installed a wall to pierce it, and the rubble collapsed, burying half of Ye Ming's body.

The black corpse was extremely powerful, but to Ye Ming's surprise, with such a big attack, he broke the wall, except for the scratching of his clothes, there was nothing on his body, and even the right hand that was directly touched did not have any discomfort.

He pushed away the rubble on his body and walked in through the big hole, and was surprised to find that the black corpse actually roared in pain, only to see that the hand he hit at him had disappeared, and the elbow junction was still emitting black smoke, making a snorting sound, faintly showing signs of dissipating again.

This is......?

Ye Ming was a little stunned, how could the power of one punch be so powerful, even the sword qi with luck could not cause damage to him, and one of his hands was actually broken with one of his punches?!

Seeing that the black demon corpse did not rush up and continue to attack, Ye Ming did not rush forward blindly, but carefully recalled the punch just now.

Soon, Ye Ming came to the conclusion that it must be his own luck, although he also had luck in his sword qi before, but it was only a few, most of them were sword intent condensed by his own spiritual power, and the punch just now was different, it was the atmospheric luck that erupted from his own personal contact with the black demon corpse, and the effect was naturally different.

In fact, Ye Ming just guessed a little correctly, strong luck can indeed restrain a lot of evil ghosts, but that also has a limit, ordinary ghosts naturally will not approach, some ghosts who have Taoism are not unable to approach, but do not want to ask for hardship.

And this black demon corpse, full of resentment, although luck can offset part of the resentment, but it is impossible to completely resist, like this direct personal contact just now, although it can cause some damage to the black demon corpse, but Ye Ming himself will also be injured a lot, under such a powerful force, the most bad will end up with a fracture.

However, he was not, unscathed, and could not see anything wrong except that his clothes had been torn by stones.

The reason why he was able to be so safe and sound was because of the small black and purple sword that lurked in his dantian and was not under his control at all.

This is the small sword formed by the purple qi given to him by the person who called himself Qinglian in the purple world, although I don't know what its function is and what ability it has, but from the time it penetrated through the body and went straight to the sky, it can be seen that it is powerful.

Even the existence that can be pierced by the sky, although this time it did not come out of the body again, but the trace of sword qi emitted by Ye Ming's body is enough to destroy this black evil corpse, if it is not for Ye Ming's strength that is not invincible to the other party, but to compete with him just now, then the black evil corpse will be completely destroyed by the trace of sword qi emitted by the black and purple small sword.

Ye Ming didn't know that this was because he was threatened, and the sword qi that naturally erupted from the little sword was only due to luck, so he stepped forward and came directly to the black corpse, and the mobile phone retreated and advanced, and it had already smashed on the other party's chest.

"Whew! it's so hard!" Ye Ming suddenly shrank his arm, this punch was like smashing on steel, there was no imaginary effect of punching through the opponent's body at all, but his arm was a little numb because of the pain.

"Why didn't it work?!"

Ye Ming was shocked in his heart, there was indeed black qi coming out of the place where the black demon corpse was hit by himself just now, and he could clearly see that there was a deep fist mark on the opponent's chest, but just now it was tantamount to a punch that could break an arm, why did it only have such an effect now.

Ye Ming was puzzled, but now he didn't have so much time to think about it, the black demon corpse had already recovered from the initial pain, roared angrily, stared at the blood-red eyes, and waved at him with one arm.

Ye Ming was unarmed now, and there was no expected effect just now, this time he naturally didn't dare to swing his fist to resist, but squatted down to dodge the opponent's claw attack, and then an arrow stepped forward, and he took the supernatural power to the place where the sword fell and picked it up.

Ye Ming kept retreating, dodging while keeping pinching the trick in his hand, and then he threw the sword away again, and the sword trick was launched again.

This time, he did not turn the eight big swords into small sword qi, but condensed the eight swords that he had conjured into one to form a giant sword, which was more of Ye Ming's own luck in addition to the sword intent formed by the aura through the sword technique.

This time, Ye Ming directly injected nearly half of the body's qi luck into the giant sword, but anyone who has reached the level of human immortal four turns can clearly see that the red and cyan qi luck on the top of Ye Ming's head is constantly merging into the sword, and his own qi luck is also constantly weakening.

Ye Ming knew that it was very risky to do this, and the sins hidden in the divine soul were likely to take advantage of his weak luck and fight back again, but that was all for later, if he couldn't survive this time, what else would he talk about later.

Half of his luck was consumed, Ye Ming suddenly waved his hand, and the giant sword in the sky burst into green light, and the giant sword of the sky slashed straight towards the black corpse.

The black demon corpse below had a posture of not refusing to come, he didn't know what it meant to be afraid, and he raised his one-arm to catch the giant sword with a roar.

The moment they touched, the black corpse suddenly became short, and the ground was suddenly stepped out of a deep pit by him, and both feet had already sunk into it.

Then, with a bang, the blood-red runes on his body collapsed, and his originally swollen body suddenly contracted and withered like a deflated balloon.

Immediately after, his eyes were no longer blood-red, and returned to their original pitch-black color, and his body also started from his arms, his skin fell layer by layer, and finally his bones began to collapse, and finally his entire body was shattered, turning into wisps of black qi and annihilating under this supersword.

(To be continued.) )