At this time, the corpse that fell to the ground stretched out his cold and stiff hand and put it on Yang Zhengyi's feet.

Yang Zhengyi was troubled in his heart, and he swung out a sword to cut off that hand.

In this regard, Song Zhong praised "Brother Yang's swordsmanship is sharp, and I sigh to myself." ”

Yang Zhengyi suddenly wanted to fight Song End.

No matter how weird and humble the corpse was, he was not angry.

But Song Zhong looked like he was the second in the world, and he was really not beaten.

The head hiding in the darkness began to scream, "You don't exist for me, I'm not someone to be defeated casually!"

The head began to be dissatisfied, and Song Zhong and the two of them didn't exist at all!

He is a man who has been empowered by darkness, but he is ignored by two ordinary people!

These two fledgling boys will definitely die in the dark!

The head hated it so much, it hated it so much.

The upper and lower rows of teeth are constantly rubbing, making a piercing grinding sound.

Especially in this open pit, the sound of grinding teeth constantly echoes in my ears.

Yang Zhengyi was annoyed, so he scolded, "Even if you are a thing that is not human or a ghost, you are worthy of calling yourself a human, you are not even as a beast!"

As soon as Yang Zhengyi saw these corpses, he remembered his family.

So a gentle and handsome boy turned into a grumpy boy.

Song Zhong snorted coldly, "I was amazed by Brother Yang's swordsmanship just now, but I forgot about you, and next, I ask you to die in an orderly manner." ”

Song Life's sword intent was released.

Song finally lifted the sword and walked into the darkness, the fire fold in his hand dispersed part of the darkness, and the sword in his hand destroyed the corpse in the darkness.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The sword aura was agitated, and Song Zhong didn't know how many swords he had swung.

I only knew that the two corpses in front of me were retreating.

Song Zhong's sword constantly left sword wounds on the other party's body.

"Huh!"

Draw the sword!

The swordsman draws his sword, and he must be swift!

If you don't draw the sword, you will be bloodthirsty!

Song Zhong began to practice his sword moves with two corpses.

With a sword draw, you can directly cut off the neck of one of the corpses!

The deep sword marks remained on the neck of the corpse, and Song Zhong could clearly see the muscle texture in the neck through the sword marks. jingling

And the weight of the skull was too heavy, and the neck was overwhelmed, and the skull was directly pulled down, as if it were hanging on the neck.

The corpse had been dead for a long time, and the blood had long since coagulated, and there was no blood coming out.

Song Zhong didn't think much about it, and swung another sword.

The blood-colored sword came down from above, directly looking at the corpse in half.

Immediately after, Song Zhong turned his head to look at the other corpse beside him.

The corpse was frightened.

The corpse that was originally standing not far from Song Zhong is now three zhang away.

Song Zhong raised his sword to catch up, and the corpse jumped up and down and quickly hid in the dark.

The corpse thought that as long as it hid in the dark, Song Zhong would not be able to find it, and if he could not find it, he would naturally not be able to kill it.

It doesn't want to die!

Who would have thought that Song Zhong rushed into the darkness with a fire fold.

The corpse runs, and Song will chase after it!

Yang Zhengyi cut off the corpse in front of him again, and then looked at Song Zhong's actions, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It's a really weird picture.

I'm afraid that no one will believe it when it spreads.

Song Zhong was chasing a moving corpse and fighting...

Yang Zhengyi vaguely saw that Song Zhong poisoned the corpse again.

Song Zhong frantically pierced the corpse's body with a sword.

I don't know how many swords I stabbed, but I saw the corpse fall with a bang.

Yang Zhengyi gasped, sure enough, the people in the Wuji Holy Sect acted so crazy and terrifying, it seemed that it would be good to avoid the people of the Wuji Holy Sect in the future.

"Ahh

Song Zhong corrected: "Your brothers are already dead! They have become monsters who are not human or ghosts! They are not living in the state of normal people. ”

The head shouted, "I don't care, you killed my brothers!

Yang Zhengyi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You take revenge? How old are you? You are not our opponent at all, now your brother is dead, only your head is left, and now you have no chance of winning!"

"What Brother Yang said is very true, look at how I can catch that head. ”

Song Zhong's voice sounded in the darkness, and the fire fold in his hand was extinguished at some point.

Now in the darkness of the pit, there is only a faint light here from Yang Zhengyi, which is caused by the fire in Yang Zhengyi's hand.

"Whew!"

Frowning, Yang Zhengyi swung his sword again.

Not far from him, the body was cut again.

The corpse fell to the ground, making a strange noise.

Then there was no sound in the whole pit.

Yang Zhengyi looked around with the fire fold, Song Zhong and the head were still arguing just now, why did they suddenly quiet down?

Yang Zhengyi stared at the darkness in front of him, and a wave of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Suddenly, the sound of a sword came from the darkness.

It was the whistling sound of the wind when the sword was swung.

"Sa!

Song finally swung his sword, and swung two swords in a row!

Yang Zhengyi followed the voice to find it.

It's a pity that from the sound of the sword to the disappearance, it was only a few short breaths.

Yang Zhengyi did not find the location of Song Zhong and the head.

But Yang is not worried.

Don't look at Song Zhong, he only has a second-rate realm, but his strength is not weak, not only is it not weak, but it is also far beyond many martial artists in the first-class realm.

Therefore, Yang Zhengyi is not worried at all.

After waiting quietly for a long time, the light lit up in the darkness.

It was the light that came from the fire fold.

Yang Zhengyi raised his eyes and saw Song Zhong holding a fire fold in one hand and a head in the other, slowly walking towards him.

"Ahhhh

"Noise!"

Song Zhong raised his hand holding the fire fold and slapped his head directly.

The light of the fire fold shook a few times, and soon it was calm again.

The head was settled, and the eyes were closed and no more noisy.

Yang Zhengyi couldn't cry or laugh, probably no one would have thought that there was a head in this world that could speak, and a swordsman dared to hold a talking head.

Song finally came to Yang Zhengyi.

Song Zhong said, "There should be a lot of things that this head hasn't told us, and this weirdness is more than that." ”

Yang Zhengyi agreed, "That's right, this head keeps saying that darkness gives him power, what kind of power can make the dead reactive? This power is too shocking and terrifying. I think the answer I want is about to emerge gradually, of course, only if I understand what the power of the darkness is. ”

Song Zhong said, "That's right, the corpses I encountered in the 'Zhitang Inn' before are the same as them, but there are more people who have died in the 'Zhitang Inn'. ”

The two raised their swords and looked at their heads in unison.

Song Zhong said, "You said that darkness gives you strength, and you don't want to die, so believe it or not, you will die again soon?" As long as you tell the truth, I will not kill you, and leave you with a cheap life." ”

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