The sword of Qin An, the head of the Tiangang faction, is also a good sword in Qingzhou, and it is a high-grade royal weapon.

But Wu Di doesn't know how to use a sword, it's okay to play with the immortal master with it, but to use the sword to fight the immortal king, and it is also fifteen immortal kings, Wu Di's disadvantage comes out.

Therefore, Wu Di put away his sword early, and used his furious fist to jump on the eight-foot red coffin, fighting from the air to the ground.

When he reached the ground, Wu Di was even more at ease, using the phantom step to exert his speed to the extreme, waving his fists to fight the fifteen immortal kings, not only undefeated but also occupying the upper hand.

Above mid-air, Jiao Qingjie's face was ugly, and the remaining fourteen immortal kings who had not fought were even more frowned, looking down at Wu Di below, with some fear in their eyes.

"Damn, where did this guy come from? He doesn't know swordsmanship, but the power of his fists is extremely terrifying, combined with his body and moving quickly, if this continues, the fifteen of them will definitely be defeated, so they have to find a way." ”

There are a total of eight elders in the Canghai Kingdom Corpse Sect, and the weakest one is Jiao Qingjie, who is only a three-star immortal king.

But this person's personality was extremely calm, and from the moment of the battle, he observed Wu Di.

"The sect master sent us to assist Lu Chen in unifying Qingzhou, this matter is a top secret in Canghai Kingdom, what link went wrong? He actually let him know about it? Does this mean that more than ten forces in Qingzhou also have to know that we are coming?"

Jiao Qingjie's face became more and more gloomy, and he felt a little uneasy when he thought of this.

"This time when we came to Qingzhou, although the thirty of us are all immortal kings, the key point of whether we can unify Qingzhou is whether we can break through one sect, three factions and eight sects one by one, and catch them off guard. He can't be dragged down like this anymore, he has to fight quickly. ”

Jiao Qingjie muttered in his heart, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly below.

"Putting the Necille!"

At the sound of an order, the fifteen people hurriedly retreated thirty meters.

Looking at the fifteen eight-foot red coffins, when the fifteen people waved their hands, the coffin lid rolled up, and the sound of doom instantly spread all over the eight directions.

In the small city, Qianxiu was shocked.

"This ...... The voice...... I've heard ....... ”

"It seems to be the murmur of a corpse. Oh my God, I remember, it was the voice of the corpse. You can't be wrong, I heard it once three years ago. ”

"Three years ago, there were seven immortal disciples of the Corpse Netherworld Sect who were going to break into the city and enter Qingzhou. When they lifted the lid of the coffin, there was such a murmuring sound from the coffin. At that time, in order to stop the seven disciples of the Corpse Netherworld Sect, more than 200 monks died on our side. ”

"Leader Huo said that there are thirty immortal kings approaching, and at this time, there is a whisper of corpse spirits, could it be that the thirty immortal kings outside the city are from the corpse underworld sect? However, they will not release corpse spirits for no reason, who is fighting with them? and forcing them to use corpse spirits to participate in the battle? And I don't seem to hear one or two corpse spirits when I hear the voice, when did we have one more powerhouse with such terrifying strength in Qingzhou?"

"No matter who this person is, he is protecting Qingzhou! ”

......

In the city, there was panic, and Qianxiu was in chaos.

"Shut the fuck!"

Above the city tower, when Huo Yun saw fifteen corpse spirits flying out of the eight-foot red coffin, his face turned pale with fright in an instant, and he heard Qian Xiu in the city below praise Wu Di, Huo Yun suddenly turned around and roared at Qian Xiu below.

On the side of the city wall, Wang Ze turned his head to look at Huo Yun, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Huo Yun glanced at Wang Ze and said angrily.

"Is what they said wrong? That senior is not very old, but he sacrificed his life to protect Qingzhou. And you will only yell at the thousand cultivators in the city, and you can't listen to the words of admiration of others for that senior. Isn't it ridiculous?" Wang Ze scoffed.

"Wang Ze, what do you mean, don't think that you are a disciple of Tianyuan Sect, I, Huo Yun, am afraid of you. If you have a kind, you will go out of the city to fight the fairy king. Aren't you like me, looking at this city tower?" Huo Yun glared at Wang Ze vigorously and said.

Wang Ze clenched his silver teeth, snorted angrily, no longer paid attention to Huo Yun, and looked ten miles away.

On the battlefield, Wu Di's brows were furrowed, his face was slightly pale, and he had just consumed a lot of spiritual energy from the battle with the fifteen immortal kings.

But in this battle, Wu Di knew very well in his heart that it was not the thirty immortal kings who could really pose a threat to him, but their ...... Corpses.

The people of the Corpse Netherworld Sect are not very high, and among the many forces in the Canghai Country, their cultivation is quite low, because they spend too much time cultivating corpse spirits.

However, the overall strength of the Corpse Sect was extremely terrifying, and the disciples spent their time cultivating corpse spirits.

This also caused a phenomenon that the strength of each disciple's corpse spirit was far higher than that of the spirit lord two stars, or even more.

Just like Zhao Kang and Li Xiuwen that Wu Di killed before, those two are five-star immortal kings, but the corpse spirit has the strength of the seven-star immortal king, and in terms of speed and strength, they are not inferior to the seven-star immortal king monks.

Of course, the corpses also have their shortcomings, they have no consciousness and no ability to think.

However, the spirit lord controls the corpse spirit, which makes up for this shortcoming. In addition, the corpse spirit does not know pain, and the corpse spirit of the same star position is not inferior to the monk, but often more fierce and powerful than the monk of the same star position.

Wu Di has already learned this.

"Little friend, among the fifteen corpse spirits, five of them are as strong as you, and the remaining ten corpse spirits are all Immortal King Four Stars. The old man finally advised you that it is not easy to practice, but don't bury your good future for the sake of Qingzhou ants. ”

Jiao Qingjie really didn't want to fight with Wu Di, the purpose of their trip was only one, to assist Lu Chen to unify Qingzhou, not to fight with the white-clothed young man in front of him, and it was the best result to persuade him to retreat.

Wu Di raised his head with a smile, glanced at Jiao Qingjie and the others who were high above, and then glanced at the fifteen corpse spirits not far in front of him, and disappeared in place in an instant without saying a word, and when he appeared, he was already standing in front of a corpse spirit, and with a flip of the sword in his right hand, he swept a head and fell to the ground.

In the distance, the Lord of the Corpse spurted out a large mouthful of blood and passed out in an instant.

Wu Di raised his head again, and when he looked at Jiao Qingjie, the corners of his mouth showed an evil smile.

Without superfluous words, Wu Di told them with his actions that he would rather die here than take half a step back.

"Good, good, good. Jiao Qingjie burst into green tendons on his forehead, and shouted angrily at the four three-star immortal kings beside him: "You also release the corpse spirit, don't let him die happily, and slowly torture this ignorant fool for me." ”

The four immortal kings did not dare to resist the order, and quickly landed on the bank of the river, and then waved their right hands, only to see the four eight-foot red coffins in front of the four people tremble violently, and the moment the coffin lid was lifted into the air, four corpses comparable to five-star immortal kings immediately flew out.

Looking at the eighteen corpse spirits rushing towards him, Wu Di's eyes let go of a fierce light, and when they were close to ten meters, Wu Di's right foot suddenly lifted up and stepped down on the ground.

The ground exploded, dark energy emerged, and only a muffled noise was heard from the body of a corpse spirit, and the faces of the eighteen spirit masters who controlled the corpse spirit turned pale in an instant, and blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

Above, Jiao Qingjie was shocked, unwillingly glanced at the seriously injured eighteen people, slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed secretly.

At this moment, Jiao Qingjie knew very well in his heart that within ten days, they would not be able to take Qingzhou.

But in the next second, Jiao Qingjie opened his eyes suddenly, and his resentful gaze went straight to Wu Di below.

"But you, who ruined the sect master's plan, must die today. And the thousand cultivators in the city you are protecting are also going to die. ”