In Mu Tao's arms, holding the woman who had been so frightened that the six gods had no owner, she withdrew dozens of zhang in a row, and on her knees, there were two Shenxing armor horse talismans that were the same as Xia Ze.

"This guy's talisman actually works." Mu Tao smiled knowingly.

With one successful blow, Xia Ze urged the talisman, his body retreated, and moved towards the position of the crowd, the most rugged zombie king, with the thick arms of the beams, slammed the ground and chased after him.

The vast majority of the young sect monks present secretly scolded the mother in their hearts.

Although he had just won a good game, he was inevitably afraid of the pair of arms that were the thickness of the beams and the big mouth.

"Don't be afraid, we're up to the enemy together! Put the real Wushan Seven Star Tiangang Sword Formation! Someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, dozens of immortal disciples dressed in lake-blue teaching clothes held swords in both hands, surrounding the giant zombie, their steps were agile and endless, and they walked in the shape of the Big Dipper.

The sword in his hand, along a fixed trajectory, either stabbed or chopped, gradually, one after another, the sword qi rushed straight into the sky, and finally turned into a six-zhang high long sword, virtual and real, but the murderous aura above the sword blade was almost heartbreaking.

"Fall!"

The overwhelming rain of swords fell, washing over the back of the zombie king, only to hear its low roar, and its huge body was pressed to the ground, and the endless sword qi continued until the giant sword above his head disappeared.

In the sound of explosions that resounded in the sky, a cloud of smoke completely obscured the figure of the Zombie King.

This sword array poured out the sword intent of dozens of inner disciples in Zhenwu Mountain, and even the ground where the zombie king was standing was blasted out of a big pit by the sword qi.

"Don't take it lightly, this monster may not be completely dead." The man at the head commanded all the disciples of Zhenwu Mountain.

A man sat on a certain mountain, witnessing the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation just now, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Tiangang Sword Formation? A second-rate sect Zhenwu Mountain, the ancestors of the Patriarch Hall have not been invited, so they dare to claim Tiangang, I'm afraid they want to laugh off my big teeth? ”

The smoke had not dissipated for a long time, and a disciple of the inner room of Zhenwu Mountain was anxious, took out the magic weapon to tie the demon rope, and was just about to find out, when he suddenly heard the swarthy young man behind him shouting Beware!

In the smoke, Huo Ran stretched out a big hand the size of a bell hammer and grabbed it in.

In the depths of the smoke, the wailing continued, no one listened to it and was frightened, the Shenxing Armor Horse Talisman on Xia Ze's knees had already been urged to the extreme, but it was still a step too late, the pure true qi of the Stubborn Stone Realm martial artist was a drop in the bucket after all.

Xia Ze's eyes were red, and he resolutely rushed into the smoke, and his mind was in a flash, and he officially stepped into the second realm of martial arts, the realm of the child.

In the dust, a golden light flashed, the zombie king pointed a finger, and fell to the ground suddenly, he seemed to be a little incredulous, put his left hand, which was missing a finger, in front of his eyes, purple blood gushed out, and the wail almost shattered the eardrums of others.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Xia Ze hugged the bloody man who was almost pinched into a 'paper ball', and retreated dozens of steps in a row.

Xu Hun looked at Xia Ze's agile figure, "That kid is only in the second realm, how can the zombie king be regarded as equivalent to the strength of the six realms of martial arts, and the ordinary second realm of martial arts has such power?" ”

Wei Yuhan was also in shock, the previous kid was obviously using some kind of magic weapon in the smoke screen to cut out a sword, and even the zombie king, who was very tricky to deal with himself, was actually like chopping melons and vegetables. He had to admit that before the previous competition, he thought that Xia Ze was completely unqualified to compete with him for Mu Tao, and now, he was out of reach.

Xia Ze brought the disciple of Zhenwu Mountain, who was bleeding all over his body, to the side of the person who ordered him to put out the sword array, and the man gave up his hand and said with a face full of shame: "Thank you Shaoxia for helping, Shaoxia saved my junior brother's kindness, my Song Yuanqiao is unforgettable." ”

Xia Ze shook his head: "You're welcome, if it weren't for me, your junior brother might not have hurt so badly." ”

"Where is the young man, supporting justice and killing demons and evil is the doctrine preached by my Zhenwu Mountain Patriarch Hall, and it is also the unshirkable responsibility of every Zhenwu Mountain disciple."

On the battlefield, the zombie king was cut off by Xia Ze except for the finger of his right hand, the damage caused by the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation was actually not significant, it hammered the earth with both arms, and every time it hammered, a sharp stone pillar suddenly stretched out from the ground somewhere on the battlefield, and it would be stabbed into meat skewers if it was not careful, and dozens of sect disciples were killed and injured in a cup of tea.

"What's going on with this group of mountain sects, they have all reached this critical moment of life and death, and everyone has to put themselves in danger and stand by?" Wei Yuhan was furious.

The sect that was entangled with the Zombie King, except for the disciples of Zhenwu Mountain who poured out of the nest and dozens of scattered cultivators with benevolence and righteousness, the rest of the first- and second-rate sects were actually just standing on the side from afar, and they had no intention of helping at all.

"What does General Du mean is also to sit idly by?" Wei Yu looked at Du Jiangchuan coldly.

Du Jiangchuan seemed to look at Xu Hun intentionally or unintentionally, and then said respectfully: "Your Highness Wei, this matter involves the game of the Immortal Family Sect on the mountain, not the invasion of the Great Zhou Mangzi, our Chang Shengjun has no obligation to take action, otherwise it will damage the deterrence of the Great Qi to the sect on the mountain, please think twice." ”

Wei Yuhan had already tried quite hard to restrain the exuberant anger in his heart, but his tightly clenched fists still crackled, and at a certain moment, his mind was attracted by a woman somewhere on the battlefield, and then he rushed towards the zombie king without looking back.

"Fish Chill! Where are you going? Xu Hun shouted.

Wei Yuhan's skinless and faceless words echoed in his mind, and he scolded angrily in his heart: "Damage to Daqi? I damaged your grandmother's leg, why didn't you mention it when you were doing prestige at the border? ”

The zombie king slapped one by one, and slapped the monks and martial artists who rushed up with one palm, and suddenly heard a person scolding and scolding above his head, his chest sank, and he was slapped to the ground by Wei Yuhan, who fell from the sky, and a golden flying dragon shadow flew out, quickly wrapping around the body of the zombie king.

"Dragon energy? That young man was actually a child of the royal family. Someone exclaimed.

The zombie king reacted very quickly, and slapped his palms at Wei Yuhan who was standing on his chest, and with this palm, no matter how tough his physique was, he would be slapped into flesh.

At the last moment, Li You and Fu Qi each held a sword and stabbed at the palm of the zombie king that was about to be closed.

This blow, which was as heavy as a boulder rolling down, made the two people who came to help their faces pale slightly, and the clothes of the strong palm wind blew with a rattling sound, but fortunately they finally withstood it.

In another place, Song Xi was holding an ink fountain line and wielding it as a long whip, and blood flowed out of his bones, which was caused by the full force of the red-haired zombie after hammering dozens of monks one after another.

This zombie seems to be a martial artist with a small degree of boxing before his death, so that he can still use boxing as a physical skill after death, in addition, the already extremely hard zombie physique is strengthened by the addition of martial arts identity.

Song Xi was extremely jealous of this red-haired zombie's boxing skills.

If he hadn't been on guard and was lucky enough to dodge that punch, which would have shattered his brain, he certainly wouldn't have fought him directly.

The ink fountain line in his hand was withdrawn, and a dazzling spark was split in the chest and abdomen of the red-haired zombie, and the red-haired zombie was in pain, and he was about to rush up regardless of it, punching him to death, and the old man took out a handful of black beans from his arms and threw them all at it.

All I heard was the crackling of the red-haired zombie, and a continuous stream of fire ignited on it.

The ink fountain line is the most just thing in the world; Glutinous rice and red beans absorb the yang energy of the sun, and have a natural restraint effect on ghosts and evil things.

The red-haired zombie has a strong body, like a burnt candle constantly melting.

Song Xi saw that this monster seemed to have run out of oil, took out the copper coin sword, and stabbed it out, but was caught by the red-haired zombie, even if only the dry bones of the hands were lit with raging fire, he refused to let go.

Song Xi looked shocked, and was pushed back four or five steps by the red-haired zombie one after another, lifting a kick and kicking the zombie's abdomen, but it pierced the thigh with one claw.

Su Xian on the ground hugged Nie Yueming, who was seriously injured, and looked at the two of them who were getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but be terrified, the man in his arms, his body was like a sifting of chaff, and he couldn't stop shaking: "Senior sister save me...... Senior sister save me......"

No matter how she said it, she was just a woman, how could she not be afraid, the person in her arms seemed to have a sense, and grabbed the woman's wrist tightly.

"Senior brother, don't be afraid, I'll be here with you, don't go anywhere, don't be afraid, it's okay." She whispered comfortingly.

The man seemed to have calmed down a little, but his trembling hands were trembling, intentionally or unintentionally groping for the bottle of black dog blood that Song Xi gave to Su Xian.

"Senior sister...... Let's run....... It's not going to work anymore, it's just going to bother me later......"

Su Xian's eyes looking at Nie Yueming seemed a little incredulous: "Master Song is desperately trying to protect us, how can we abandon him......

A trace of indifference flashed in the man's eyes, and he immediately begged again: "Senior sister, senior brother has a deep affection for you...... You can't bear to see me die like this? ”

Su Xian's face was embarrassed, at this moment, Song Xi and the red-haired zombie were fighting to the death, it was up to him who couldn't hold it first and let him fall down in one breath, and then it would not be a victory or a defeat, but a life and death.

"Senior sister!" Nie Yueming in his arms was completely impatient, and urged anxiously.

Seeing that Su Xian didn't answer, his face turned cold, he hid one hand behind his back and took out a dagger......

"You're such a scumbag." Mu Tao's voice sounded in his heart lake.

Nie Yueming was startled by Mu Tao who came suddenly, her expression was panicked, Su Qian looked at Mu Tao, a little confused.

Song Xi endured the pain in his leg, shouted, took off the copper coin on the copper coin sword, and stuffed it into the mouth of the red zombie.

In the chest and abdomen of the monster, a few sparks popped out, and before the form and spirit were destroyed, it desperately stabbed out a palm and killed the old man's chest, and the blood in Song Xi's whole body seemed to be coagulated at this moment, and the wind of death was so noisy.

It's just that when it was about to sink into the old man's chest, the red-haired zombie sighed helplessly and shattered into ashes.

Mu Tao quietly withdrew the hairpin, and took advantage of the moment when Su Xian turned his head, and quickly punched Nie Yueming on the cheek, and the man immediately fainted.

"Senior brother! Senior brother, what's wrong with you, senior brother? What's wrong with my brother? Su Qian looked at Nie Yueming, who was unconscious in her arms, and asked crying.

"He was so badly wounded, he must have been poisoned in the battle just now." Mu Tao's face was full of sincerity.