"The person we're going to find now is the ginger corpse."

"Ginger corpse? Corpse? ”

Yang Feng secretly thought, this Fuguo warrior took the name, which was really ahead of his time.

Zombies are creatures that are the product of another world where Yang Feng is located, of course, this is just people's fabrication, Yang Feng has not seen it.

"Yes Yang Shao, Jiang corpse has a special physique since he was a child, his body will become stiff without warning, and he will be covered in blood, and his body will also stagnate, and his body will become like the corpse of a dead man, cold and stiff, which he had when he was born, when his parents thought he had died, they were ready to take him to the back mountain and throw it,

Because he was in a special situation at that time, there was a newborn baby, as soon as he was born, his body was purple, and then cold and stiff, but just when his parents were about to throw it, his strange phenomenon retreated back and returned to a normal state, so his parents, he gave him the name Jiang Corpse. ”

After listening to Jiang Xin's words, Yang Feng unconsciously became a little interested in this Jiang corpse who was about to meet.

"Has he ever had a recurrence of this phenomenon?"

"When he was a child, he often relapsed, and his parents also took him to Lang Zhong to see, but he was not treated, and later after he practiced swords, he found that the defense of the body in this state was twice that of ordinary people."

Jiang Xin's explanation, Yang Feng was shocked, and secretly sighed, sure enough, the world is so big, there are no surprises.

Even this kind of almost desperate physique can be related to the strength of defense.

"Isn't his flesh invulnerable, then?"

"It's not that exaggerated, if it's really like what Yang Shao said, then this ginger corpse, coupled with practicing swordsmanship and self-defense, isn't it invincible in the world, his state of physique, when it appears, his whole person will fall into a state of lag, so don't be too afraid."

Jiang Xin explained to Yang Feng again.

After Yang Feng listened, he nodded.

With the support of several people, he soon came to the door of Jiang Corpse's cave mansion.

The entrance of other people's caves is clean, but the door of Jiang corpse is piled up with stone tablets made of rocks.

On each stone tablet, there are more or less signs of crumbling.

"Yang Shao, this is the strength of the Jiang corpse in that state, the strength of the body, the strength of the defense, should all reach this."

Jiang Xin seemed to see the horror in Yang Feng's eyes, and immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"Perverted!"

Yang Feng, after a while, spit out these two words.

If this is a normal sword, if it is chopped up, it will not be kept evenly, the sword will be broken, and the person will be unscathed.

Inside the cave.

Jiang corpse, his face was gloomy, and his room was filled with cold.

Even the bed he slept in on weekdays was cold.

The chill on the bed was chilling.

Now, even the pulse of his pulse is only faint.

There was not a trace of blood on his face.

It's like a "zombie" in another world.

The hurried knock on the door gave his dull eyes a glow.

Creak!

The door opened.

A "white ghost", with a stiff body, is dressed in a white coat, and his hands and feet are tightly covered.

"Ginger corpse, your special physique has flare-up?"

Jiang Yan's face was a little ugly.

This kind of physique of the ginger corpse is usually only at night, and it is also the night of the full moon.

It's early in the morning, there is no moon, and I didn't expect it to have an attack even during this time period.

Jiang Corpse's swordsmanship is already a master in the middle of the Nine Realms, and with the blessing of his special physique, even if he is a sword god in the late stage of the Nine Realms, he has to weigh it.

This situation is against the ginger corpse, which will undoubtedly increase their difficulty.

"You don't have to worry about it, you bring outsiders here, don't you?"

Jiang Corpse's thinking, body and other organs are now a little stiff, and his voice is cold when he speaks.

"Ming people don't say dark words, we are here to persuade you to join Yang Shao."

"Don't talk nonsense, take me a sword first."

The stiff body of the ginger corpse was a little awkward, and what he was holding in his hand was the Ice Sword.

The moment the sword swung it, a chill suddenly appeared, making the surrounding air become cold.

"Ahh

"Well, the body is invaded by a cold air."

This was Yang Feng's first feeling.

But that doesn't mean he's afraid of the other party.

On the contrary, he is tempting, testing the other person's body.

The sword and shield smashed out.

Rumble!

The ginger corpse instinctively slowed down, and was affected by the airflow smashed by the sword and shield, and in desperation, he retreated and flew out.

The air currents raged through his body, leaving a gap in his shirt.

But the exposed colorless muscles did not suffer any trauma?

"You're outstanding."

The purple lips of the ginger corpse twitched.

Then, the ice sword that emitted cold air in his hand drew a cross in the air.

Shout!

The sword of the ice sword burst out of the air.

Without any deviation, it fell on Yang Feng's shoulder.

Both shoulders, as if frostbitten by the cold.

Trembling violently.

Yang Feng gritted his teeth and clenched the Burning Sun Sword.

Remotely using cold air, frostbitten himself, and the means of ginger corpses are difficult to figure out.

"Ten cold duels! In the case of the corpse transformation, the Jiang corpse can still use the Ten Cold Decision, it seems that he has been able to control the corpse transformation. ”

Every time the ginger corpse, when using this trick, it is based on the absence of corpse transformation.

This time, the corpse has changed, and it can still be used to fight with ten colds, which is beyond the expectations of Jiang Yan, Jiang Zhong, and Jiang Xin.

"This is the underground palace, subduing Yang An of the Ten Guardians? But that's it. ”

Yang Feng hit his Ten Cold Decision, and his shoulders could not be vigorously moved, otherwise the wound would be cracked.

In this way, the arms are indirectly wasted.

Yang Feng's expression was solemn.

He hadn't noticed anything unusual when he had been in the middle of the Ten Colds before, but now he found that the bones in his arms were stiff and there were traces of bone cracks.

Now he is facing two situations, one is to use the good as water and the weak water sword move.

Then there is the handing out of the sword to break the galaxy.

The sword breaks the galaxy, not the sword holder, how much strength he needs to use the sword, but relies on the superposition of one move and one style.

But his shoulders were frostbitten, and there was even a limit to the number of times he could swing his sword.

"Jiang corpse, just warmed up, the real battle, just now begins."

Yang Fengqiang endured the sharp pain that came from his shoulder from time to time, and began to swing his sword.

The good is like water, and the sword breaks the galaxy.

Between the two, he chose to break the galaxy with his sword, and while using his sword moves, he could also stack the power of the sword.

"Sword Broken Galaxy!"

Yang Feng handed out a sword.

"Humph! Now you can only use this kind of soft move to deal with me, see how many chances you still have? ”

Jiang Corpse, his stiff and pale face, barely squeezed out a smile.

Then, a cold air swept over Yang Feng.

But when it touched Yang Feng's Sun Sword, it exploded.

Like ice slag, it shattered to the ground.

The ice beads that suddenly condensed in the air shattered on the ground.

"You, what kind of swordsmanship are you?"

Yang Feng's sword looked ordinary at first glance, but when his ice sword approached, he discovered that there was a hidden mystery in it.

"Slash!"

There was only one word in response to him.

It's still an ordinary sword.

But Jiang Corpse has learned from the past, and of course it is impossible to make the same mistake again.

His ice sword drew a cross.

The two cold rays were blocked by Yang Feng's Burning Sun Sword.

It is impossible to get close at all.

And the ginger corpse, his face finally became ugly.

Two swords in a row, the body did not do any accumulation, nor did it bless the strength.

But of these two swords, one sword is more powerful than the other.

As for Jiang Yan and the other three who were watching the battle, they were already numb with shock.

That someone, who treats the ultimate as a flat A?

Even if it is a simple smashing technique, it will consume one-third of the physical strength to perform it, that is to say, a swordsman, in one day, the limit that his body can reach is to smash the sword three times.

At the moment, Yang Feng's violent sword moves, swinging two swords in a row, still did not change his face.

At this time, Jiang Corpse really realized the seriousness of the matter.

But he had no choice but to bite the bullet and silently count the number of times Yang Feng took out the sword in his heart.

Hit his Ten Cold Decision, it will cause trauma to the body, and he can't exercise vigorously, Yang Feng is frostbitten by his arm, so every swing of the sword will have an impact on the shoulder blades.

If it is serious, it will even fall into sequelae, he believes that as long as he survives Yang Feng's swords, when Yang Feng's arm can't swing the sword, the victory will belong to him alone.

"Jiang corpse, I know what you are thinking, hurry up, join me, and then help me force the cold on my shoulders out, otherwise it won't be the case for a while."

Yang Feng roughly calculated, and he could swing the sword more than twenty times,

Every sword is a sword that breaks the galaxy, and he believes that no one can stop it.

Although the body of the ginger corpse has been strengthened, it is not the incorruptible body of King Kong, as long as it reaches a certain level.

It will also be injured and bleed, and the time of the corpse transformation is also uncontrollable.

"Look for death!"

Jiang Corpse thought that Yang Feng would put down the shelf and beg him.

Unexpectedly, it was still rampant.

The Cold Ice Sword, holding it in his hand, went directly towards Yang Feng's location.

"Sword Broken Galaxy!"

Two Ring Slash!

A sword fell, followed by another sword.

Two swords in a row.

Before the first sword of the Jiang corpse was caught, the second sword fell.

Jiang Corpse's face was already extremely difficult to see.

The third sword.

Coherent.

Bang!

The third sword, falling.

Jiang corpse, stunned in place.

Can you still play like this?

Cast three ultimates in a row.

I have to say that this sword breaking the galaxy is Yang Feng's hanging in this world.

In another world, this sword must be constantly stacked, and it cannot be used in other directions, otherwise your sword will stop here forever.

Swordsmanship can no longer be refined.

But in this world, the previous restrictions have been completely broken.

Squander at will, and most importantly, this sword move does not consume physical strength.

Finally.

"I'm willing to belong."

Ginger corpse, scared.

Although he has the physique of a corpse, he doesn't dare to take Yang Feng's sword!

Who knows, a sword falls.

Are his limbs still sound?

"Whew! Push the chill out of my shoulders and torture me to death. ”

Yang Feng has been insisting just now.

Now he also showed a tired state, although he only handed out a fluttering sword, but the power of this sword was already approaching, the sword god of the second stage of the peak of the Nine Realms.

Now, after Yang Feng's training, Yang Feng estimates that relying on a sword, as long as there is no one, he will cultivate his swordsmanship to the third stage of enlightenment.

He believes that no one can easily take his sword.

Seeing Yang Feng's tired appearance, Jiang Corpse's intestines were all repentant.

As long as he persists a little longer, the scales of victory will tilt in his favor.

"Okay."

But since it was a foregone conclusion, then he didn't regret it or anything like that, and simply helped Yang Feng relieve the cold.

"Yang Shao, mighty!"

"Yang Shao, domineering!"

"Yang Shao, perverted!"

When he came to Jiang Xin, he paused obviously, the first two praised him, he could still accept it, praising people as "perverted", is there such a word for complimenting people?

"Little corpse! I said earlier that you don't believe it, Yang Shao's big move is used for general attack, he is not invincible, who is still worthy of being called invincible? ”

Hearing this, Jiang Corpse's originally pale face actually showed a trace of crimson.

Then his body also withdrew from the state of corpse transformation.

"Your transformation ability is quite strong, I'm just curious why you don't pass on the stone armor, so that your physique is definitely the best in the world in terms of defense."

What Yang Feng said was not false.

After the corpse was transformed, the physique and strength of the ginger corpse were about to catch up with the hardness of the stone stele.

If such a person goes to the battlefield, it is completely a human flesh harvester!

"Ahem, Yang Shaomiao praised, my little skill is nothing."

Jiang corpse, don't dare to get an axe in front of Yang Cover.

Otherwise, if Yang Feng was unhappy, and the two swords were waved at him, wouldn't he be unable to eat and walk around,

"Don't be too humble, no one has their own chances."

……

Accepting the ginger corpse, there were no accidents.

In this way, there is only one star general left.

Ginger change.

He doesn't like swords, but he cultivates swordsmanship to the ninth realm.

He doesn't seem to know what he lives for.

He has lost, pursued, and given up!

Dual personality.

The days of staying in Broken Pulse Mountain all these years have allowed him to use two personalities.

One personality yearns for comfort, and the other yearns for bloodshed and sacrifice.

He lives on the cliff of the Broken Monument.

A man, overlooking the world beneath the cliffs.

Occasionally, I saw an eagle flying by, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

Tonight.

The wind of the broken monument and the cliff rose.

The wind blew onto the cliff, and a figure stood, with no other objects around.

"Phew! The wind is blowing. ”

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles."

"Hahaha!"

Eager to grow wings and ride the wind and the sky.

Eager to fly out of this mountain, to conquer the outside world. 33

Behind the cliff of the broken monument, there are four figures.

"Yang Shao, Jiang Chang's personality is changeable, it is estimated that you will have to work hard, and it will not work to be forceful."

"Well, the dual personality split, it seems that he is too depressed, which leads to schizophrenia."

"Yang Shao, look, the one sitting on the cliff and facing the cold wind is Jiang Bian."

"Drink! His uncle, this kid is really a mental illness, and ordinary people would never dare to be so high. ”

Not to mention anything else, Yang Feng knows that this world is not a martial arts world, and there is no light skill in it.

Jiang Bian sat so high, and his heart was not empty, this is a person who looks down on life and death.

Otherwise, someone else would never have been able to do this.

Some people died, but not completely......