Chapter Eighty-Three: Come On!
"Huh!" Zhao Yuzhen sneered, "I don't know what you can do, if you have such a hard mouth."
"Try it!" The fat man in black took out the long stick on his waist, and the long stick that was originally pitch black was glowing with green light.
"It's not once or twice that you've attacked me, so tell me where you came from." Yang Ming wiped the Dragon Phoenix Sword in his hand.
The ugly old man said, "Yama, the tenth hall of the underworld, the king of the wheel!"
The fat man in black smiled and said, "The seventh hall of the underworld, Yama, King Taishan"
The old man who looked like Maitreya Buddha said lightly: "The eighth hall of the underworld, Yama, the king of the city!"
The middle-aged man with a black head and a black face said, "The ninth hall of the underworld, Yama, the king of equality!"
"Since it's from the underworld, if you don't stay in hell and vain the land of the earth, is it a bad brain?" Li Hanyi snorted coldly, clenched the Iron Horse Ice River Sword in his hand, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the four people in front of him.
King Taishan, the fat man in black, said with a smile: "The four sword immortals who can support half of the sky in Beili are going to fall here today, I don't know if the rivers and lakes in Beili will be frightened by our underworld when they hear this news."
"Don't bother with you, if the four of you die here, I don't know if the underworld will accept the dead in the future!" Yang Ming said coldly.
The Wheel King waved his hand, "Okay, don't talk nonsense, let's go up and find their respective opponents, don't let Bi Lao down!"
"Yes!" The three of them said in unison.
"Zhao Yuzhen, let's take a look at your skills!" King Taishan, a fat man in black, raised the long stick in his hand and pointed directly at Zhao Yuzhen.
Zhao Yuzhen said lightly: "It's a good time!" The peachwood sword in his hand met the long stick in the hand of King Taishan.
The city king, who looked like the Buddha of Maitreya, looked at Li Hanyi and said lightly: "Let's go, don't rub it off!"
"Huh! You'll regret it." Li Hanyi replied coldly, and then jumped off the city. The city king followed, with a long knife in his hand, and quickly slashed at Li Hanyi's head.
Xie Xuan smiled lightly, "I played with you last time!" looked at the middle-aged man with a black head and black face on the side, "Let's go, Kuroko, let's go practice!"
The black-headed and black-faced King of Equality clenched the long sword in his hand and stabbed at Xie Xuan with a sword.
Xie Xuan was not flustered, with a slight wave of his right hand, he blocked the blow of the Equality King, and after knocking it back, Xie Xuan swung a sword again while it had no foothold in the air.
The King of Equality retreated sharply, and only then did he dodge.
As soon as the battle began, the King of Equality suffered a lot of losses, and the outcome of the battle seemed to be predictable.
"Now it's just the two of us, I beat you up last time, and now you dare to come, is it because you are dead people, and there are only guts left in your stomach?" Yang Ming twisted his neck.
"Sharp-toothed boy!" The Wheel King quickly swung out the long whip in his hand, wanting to teach Yang Ming a lesson.
Yang Ming calmly waved the Dragon Phoenix Sword in his hand, and when he heard a "bang", he spread out the long whip of the Wheel King, "Why, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my ability has declined?" Is this the first time you've met me and beaten me up?"
"Look for death!" The Wheel King let out a low sigh. "Eighteen Hells!"
As soon as the words fell, the originally clear sky instantly dimmed a little, and there were bursts of wails from under the city walls, and countless revenant skeletons came out of the ground.
An army of undead souls seems to be about to engulf the entire city in the next moment.
When the people of the city saw this, they all scattered and fled, and the cries and noises resounded in the sky.
Yang Ming pursed his lips and spat lightly, "It's really nothing new, just a few tricks to call around!" He immediately threw the Dragon Phoenix Sword into the air, and at the same time quickly took out the Quyun Sword.
"The Shadow of the Green Dragon!" There was a loud shout, and a storm broke out in the sky.
Before the rain hit the ground, a puddle of water formed. The flowing water continued to converge, and the figures of cyan dragons appeared in mid-air.
Yang Ming jumped over, jumped on top of a green dragon, and raised the Quyun Sword in his hand, feeling like a dragon slaying warrior.
The rest of the green dragons slammed into the skeleton that had just crawled out of the ground, and only a moment later, the white bones under the city wall were gone
It was piled up into a hill.
Yang Ming controlled the green dragon under his feet and slammed it towards the Wheel King.
The Wheel King was not flustered, the old finger lightly drew a few times in front of him, and a big red snake suddenly appeared.
The big snake spat out the snake letter in its mouth, and the old man jumped to the top of his head, and hurriedly waved the long whip in his hand to resist Yang Ming's attack.
"The wind is blowing!" Around Qu Yunjian, the wind raged and the old man's long whip was thrown in the wind, and it was spread out in an instant. Yang Ming immediately swung out a sword, and a sword qi accompanied by a wind tornado, quickly swept towards the wheel play.
"Not good!" The Wheel King said secretly, and hurriedly jumped off the big snake, and then controlled the big snake to resist Yang Ming's sword qi alone.
With a "tearing" sound, the big snake was split into flesh foam by the sword qi, but the sword qi also disappeared after killing the big snake.
Seeing that the goal was achieved, the Wheel King gave up his long-distance advantage and rushed straight towards Yang Ming.
Half of the power of the Wheel King is in the long whip in his hand, and the power on the other side is above the fists and feet. Since the long whip couldn't touch Yang Ming, he simply went to hand-to-hand combat.
Yang Ming saw the Wheel King's intentions and hurriedly swung several swords, wanting to interrupt the Wheel King's surprise attack.
Close fists and kicks are not Yang Ming's strengths, and it is undoubtedly very unwise to use his own weaknesses to touch the opponent's strengths.
"The storm is surging!" Gusts of wind appeared around Yang Ming, forming a natural protective shield in front of him.
The Wheel King had no choice but to give up his close body, and at the same time, his body retreated again and again, and his fingers kept drawing something in the air!
On the other side, Zhao Yuzhen, with the Taiyi lion trick, knocked the long stick in the hand of King Taishan away, and then stabbed King Taishan with a sword.
The corner of King Taishan's mouth smiled slightly, and his body turned into a cloud of black mist, wanting to engulf Zhao Yuzhen.
On the top of the city, the view was the best, and Yang Ming saw the Wheel King retreating sharply, and his eyes looked around. Xie Xuan and King Ping had a decent hand, and the two were evenly matched. Li Hanyi's side was completely suppressed by the long knife in the hands of the city king. When he caught a glimpse of Zhao Yuzhen, he found that Zhao Yuzhen had fallen for the trick of King Taishan.
Glancing at the Wheel King in the distance, Yang Ming made a decision.
"A sword pierces the clouds!" Yang Ming threw the Quyun Sword in his hand towards the position of King Taishan.
The long sword swept through the surrounding wind and rain, and the sword body rotated at high speed at the same time. The moment the sword came into contact with the black mist, it blew the black mist away.
"Yang Ming, thank you!" Seeing Yang Ming help, Zhao Yuzhen was grateful, and at the same time he was roughly clear about the other party's methods.
Tarzan scolded, "Nima's wheel, can you do something good?" That black mist was the means he was hiding, and when Zhao Yuzhen relaxed his vigilance, he planned to hit him hard in one fell swoop, who would have wanted to be muddy. He also knew in his heart that Zhao Yuzhen would not give him a second chance.
Their plan for the first phase fell through.
After Qu Yunjian slashed through King Taishan, Yang Ming did not take it back, but supported Li Hanyi's side.
The battle on the City King's side was a little easier, and out of the corner of his eye, he was also glancing at other battlefields. The figure flashed slightly, and he dodged the attack of the Qu Yun Sword.
But Yang Ming's intention this time was not to drink, but to send the sword to Li Hanyi.
"Second City Lord, Qu Yun Sword will be used for you first!" Yang Ming's voice came.
Li Hanyi smiled at the corner of his mouth, and happily caught Qu Yunjian, after all, Li Hanyi with two swords was much stronger than Li Hanyi with a single sword.