The corpse slave is alive!

Yang Ling was slightly startled, he couldn't imagine that he could still come back to life after destroying the bell that controlled them.

He quickly turned his gaze to the bewitching woman, and there was a cold chill in his eyes.

"I didn't want to embarrass you, but now it seems that I can't!"

As he spoke, he made a sword finger with his right hand, and with a wave of his arm, an extremely powerful sword slashed out and slashed towards a corpse slave who rushed towards him.

The corpse slave seemed to be more violent than before, and when he made a move, he was expressionless, but at this moment, he was dancing with his teeth and claws, and his face was covered with cyan lines, which was really the same as the image of the blue-faced and fanged ghost.

Just as the corpse slave's three-inch sharp nails were about to catch Yang Ling, a white light flashed, and his body was suddenly cut in two by his sword, and a cut from the left lower abdomen to the right shoulder fell to the ground.

What is surprising is that as the two corpses of the corpse slave fell to the ground, there was not a trace of blood flowing out, as if what he cut off was just a wooden person, and it was really as weird as Cheng Wei said, even if there was only one hand left in the upper body, he was also struggling to crawl towards Yang Ling, and the two legs of the lower body also stood up again with the support of his right arm, and he could still run towards him in a clear direction.

Looking through the incision of the corpse slave's body, it was obvious that his internal organs had been hollowed out, and his body was filled with something solid, somewhat like silver or iron.

This is not human at all!!

But it is not just an iron man made of silver and iron, but an iron corpse made by draining the blood of a living person, applying a secret method, and infusing it with molten iron.

Yang Ling was shocked and angry in his heart, he couldn't imagine that this Witch God Sect would actually exterminate humanity so much, and do such a thing that people and gods are angry about, it should really be damned!

"What a witch god cult, today I will kill you and other culprits, and he will kill the witch god cult again in the future, and uproot your cult !!"

Yang Ling shouted angrily, and a strong murderous aura erupted from his body, and even Liu Xian'er, who was standing in the distance, felt a palpitation, and there was a faint bad premonition in her heart.

And the ghost woman and the ghost-faced old man faced this murderous aura, and they were even more frightened, and they were completely suppressed by the other party's momentum.

After seeing the structure of these corpse slaves clearly, he knew that the corpse slaves were controlled by the Gu worms in their bodies, and what the bewitching woman put should be another kind of Gu worms to stimulate the Gu worms in the bodies of these corpse slaves, and now as long as he killed the Gu worms in the bodies of these corpse slaves, this corpse slave would naturally not move.

Thinking of this in his heart, he flashed directly to a corpse slave, quickly stretched out a finger, and pointed at the center of the corpse slave's eyebrows, an extremely cold Xuanbing true qi emitted from his fingertips, and in an instant, the corpse slave's movements stagnated, and then, the cold air diffused down from his eyebrows, until the soles of his feet, and was frozen into an ice sculpture in a moment.

Instead of splitting their bodies with a sword and then finding out where the Gu worms are, it is better to freeze their whole bodies with the Ice True Qi, so that the Gu worms in their bodies will also be frozen to death, anyway, these people are already dead, so he doesn't care about it.

Seeing that Yang Ling easily solved a corpse slave, the ghost mother and the ghost-faced old man were all shocked, only to feel that this son's methods were really mysterious and unpredictable, you must know that if these corpse slaves were put on the battlefield, each of them would be a killing weapon with a block of hundreds, but for this person, it was easy to subdue it.

Moreover, what was used just now was still the Absolute Strength True Qi, and now it has become the Cold Ice True Qi, can these two True Qi really exist in the body of one person?

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Seeing this, Mo Hanfeng was also greatly surprised, and glanced at the other party quite jealously.

So

Because Liu Xian'er, the ghost mother and the ghost-faced old man all had rotting corpse pills on their bodies, these corpse slaves did not hurt them, but rushed towards Yang Ling and the three of them brainlessly, and now they have completely reduced to corpse demons, no longer at the mercy of others, they almost kill people when they see them, until the Gu worms in their bodies run out of energy and die, they will stop killing.

Yang Ling didn't know the state of this corpse slave at the moment, and he should be controlled by the bewitching woman, and after immediately solving the three corpse slaves, he jumped and ran towards her.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, he still understands this truth!

Liu Xian'er saw that Yang Ling left the corpse slave behind, and actually ran towards her, she couldn't help but smile coquettishly, and with a flip in her hand, a seven-foot-long red silk appeared, and with a wave of her hand, she struck at the other party.

Although the red silk was soft and silky, it was used by Liu Xian'er at this moment, and the internal force that was wrapped in it shot like a spear, and the strong wind was howling, extremely fierce.

Yang Ling was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that someone would use Chang Aya as a blade weapon, he couldn't help but feel novel, but after perceiving the strength of the red silk, his face suddenly changed, and with a wave of his hand, a sword slashed out.

Burst!

The expected situation of Red Aya being chopped by Jian Gang did not appear, and Jian Gang slashed on top of Red Aya as if he was slashed in water, causing Red Aya to fly and turn back.

Liu Xian'er's heart palpitated at the strength of the other party's sword, even through the red silk, she felt a hint of threat, and at this moment she withdrew her hand and stood aside, until Yang Ling stepped forward, and then suddenly waved a palm.

The palm like white jade is surging with true qi, and the slender and slender five fingers are close together, which is pleasing to the eye.

With the push of the palm, there is also a different kind of fragrant wind, which makes people can't help but feel their hearts.

"This aroma is poisonous!"

Yang Ling frowned, because he was a body that was invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, so after his body encountered toxins, he would immediately notice it.

However, for him, the fragrance alone could not cause any harm at all.

A palm attacked, Yang Ling did not pity the jade, his fingertips swirled, and a finger pointed at the palm of the other party, between the collision of the two true qi, only half a breath was maintained, Liu Xian'er couldn't help but exclaim, and the whole person was shocked and retreated.

After she stood still, she found that a red mark appeared on the palm of her right palm, which was extremely smooth, as if a sharp sword had passed through, and a red blood streak was in the palm of the white jade, which was particularly conspicuous, fortunately there was no blood flowing out, but from time to time she would feel a trace of pain, which made Liu Xian'er frown slightly, and her heart was secretly annoyed.

Is there really such a boring man in the dark world?

"This is just a warning, if the girl is caught, I promise I won't hurt you!"

Shi Cai heard Mo Hanfeng say that the other party is a member of the Demon Sect, although the Demon Sect is also evil, but after all, it has nothing to do with the Witch God Sect, and he is not aggressive, but this woman has provoked several times, and he has also lost patience, since he can come here to save people, he must have something to do with this matter, so he must not let the other party leave.

"If you want me to be caught, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it!"

Unexpectedly, she was injured by the other party in front of her, Liu Xian'er was also very annoyed, and immediately waved her long sleeves, and the red silk draped on the fragrant shoulders shot out like a spear, and at the same time struck out with palm power, the moves were gorgeous and changeable, as if the other party was not fighting, but dancing.

Yang Lingjian

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When the qi in the palm of the palm was about to touch the red silk, the other party pulled and pulled, and a continuous force came out along the red silk, and there was a "pop" sound at the end and tail, which was deafening, and his hand trembled backwards.

"The soft water is weak, the waves are thousands, and it is interesting!"

Seeing this, a trace of curiosity flashed in Yang Ling's eyes, the so-called softness with rigidity, rigidity with softness, isn't that exactly the case.

It's just that he mostly uses long swords, but he doesn't know about these soft soldiers.

I've seen it at the moment, and I should think about it.

Seeing that the opponent's jade palm hidden under the red silk was coming, he immediately returned a palm, and the palm power was just right, and he did not hurt the opponent, but retreated a few steps.

Because he knew that only by pulling away from him would the other party attack him with red silk.

Sure enough, Liu Xian'er was shocked back by the opponent's palm power, waved her hand, and the red silk struck again, and the strength was not weakened compared to before, but a little stronger.

Yang Ling dodged the striking Red Aya sideways, stepped forward with an arrow, stretched out his hand and grabbed the Red Aya at a foot and three inches, and when he was about to grasp it in the palm of his hand, there was a sudden wind in the back of his head, and a fierce force hit the back of his head.

Hearing the sound, he had to withdraw his hand and hide to the side, seeing the other party's movements, it was she who pulled back, and the red silk somehow turned to the back of his head and hit him, and it was very wonderful.

The martial arts theories he knows are naturally not inferior to others, but he lacks practice and personal experience, and he only knows that he can do it this way and that, but he doesn't know what to do, so he sees that others can easily do it, and he finds it very interesting just by looking at it.

Seeing that he just wanted to snatch his red silk, Liu Xian'er had a trace of anger on her pretty face, as if there were two fires burning in her eyes, and glared at him angrily.

"Since you want to take it, I'll let you take it enough!"

Liu Xian'er danced with long sleeves, and the two red silk silks flew and rotated in the air like two fire dragons.

I don't know how she uses her strength, the red silk looks short and long, sometimes sharp and sometimes soft, Yang Ling reached out to grab it several times, but only felt that the red silk slipped through her fingers, and she couldn't grasp it at all.

After such dozens of moves, he had a lot of fun, but Liu Xian'er was tired and panting, sweating, and the green silk on her forehead was soaked with sweat, and it was tightly attached to her cheeks with a little red, hanging down along her sharp chin, which was indescribably charming and moving.

Just before he could react, Tong Sheng's shout suddenly came from the distance: "Ask the son to help, save my family!" ”

Yang Ling's heart sank, and he almost forgot about business.

When he looked back, he found that Mo Hanfeng was besieged by more than a dozen corpse slaves, vomiting blood, and there were ghost women and ghost-faced old men waiting for an opportunity to make a move, obviously unable to parry.

It's just that with his character, how could he ask Yang Ling for help, if it weren't for Tong Sheng really couldn't stand it, it wouldn't be like this.

"Gongzi is popular, and I can't imagine that he has colluded with the imperial court, I really admire it!"

Liu Xian'er glanced at the tragic situation in the distance and couldn't help laughing.

Yang Ling couldn't hear the sarcasm in her tone, but he didn't bother to bother with it, so he immediately retreated and ran towards the courtyard of the Zhang Mansion.

The ghost woman and the ghost-faced old man had been looking for an opportunity to kill Mo Hanfeng, but when they suddenly saw Yang Ling coming from a distance, they were immediately frightened and hurriedly fled into the distance.

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