The golden Gengjin sword qi instantly pierced the sky, shattering the boulder more than one person high, and then the aftermath was undiminished, shooting straight into the far sky, frightening the monks who were watching the battle from a distance to quickly dodge.

Fang Kui's iron corpse took the opportunity to get closer, and a black spiritual weapon dagger was pulled out from his back, like a bone spine, waving in the wind gusting, as if a ghost was crying.

Yin Wind Death Gate Knife - The secret technique of the Iron Corpse Sect, specially for corpse puppets to cultivate.

Zhang Yuanhao smiled disdainfully in his heart, his five fingers were slightly curved, the golden mangs were condensed, like a pair of pure gold gloves, and the sharp golden qi on his fingertips was like the tip of a sword.

Swish!

A scene that surprised everyone appeared, only to see Zhang Yuanhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he actually stretched out his hand to grab the dark big knife that was howling in the gloomy wind, and it was about to be touched, and among the people, some of the timid people closed their eyes, and they could almost imagine the tragedy that would happen next.

Boom!

A sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded, and everyone looked fixedly, but saw a golden palm forcibly grasping the mourning knife that was chopped down by the corpse of two people and holding it in the palm of his hand, so that the iron corpse could not move.

"How is that possible!"

Fang Kui's eyes were about to bulge out, but the matter had come to this, he had to grit his teeth fiercely, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and manipulated the iron corpse's mouth to spew out a mouthful of highly poisonous purple-black corpse mist, wanting to use this to force Zhang Yuanhao back.

Wow!

I saw that Zhang Yuanhao did not avoid or retreat, and with one hand, he swiped the pitch-black long knife that was more than one person high, and grabbed it towards the thick arm of the iron corpse, and the pure golden sword qi met with the long knife at his fingertips, drawing a large area of sparks, making an extremely sharp sound.

Seeing that the purple-black bleak corpse mist was about to envelop Zhang Yuanhao's head, Fang Kui, who was controlling the iron corpse in the distance, was overjoyed, but saw that the latter suddenly opened his mouth, and let out a burst of loud shouts from his mouth, like thunder, a bright ball of golden gas burst out, instantly dispersing the corpse mist, and shooting head-on at the head of the iron corpse, making an unpleasant sharp sound.

"Bastard!"

Fang Kui's face turned red with anger. I saw that his iron corpse face had already been blurred by Zhang Yuanhao's Gengjin sword qi, his bones were stubble, and the small half of his head was about to fall off.

Although the corpse golem is a dead thing, its fighting consciousness and instinct are imprinted on its head, and if it is destroyed, the corpse golem is considered useless.

I saw Fang Kui pinch the trick again, the corpse puppet's figure instantly dried up, and a thick gray corpse mist spread out from its body, and its tall figure instantly hid in the corpse fog in the sky, as if it wanted to fight a war of attrition with Zhang Yuanhao.

"Humph!"

But how could Zhang Yuanhao let him get his wish, I saw that his palms were full of spiritual power, and instantly turned into two three-foot-long golden swords, and the red spiritual power shield was instantly opened, and the whole person crashed into the corpse fog in the sky.

The corpse mist spread, corroding some of the low plants on the top of the mountain, turning into black water all over the ground, and several Zhuji who had not yet entered the field had to join forces to prop up a spiritual light curtain to block the corpse fog from the outside.

Everyone could only vaguely see that in the dense corpse mist, a bright crimson halo moved rapidly, and there was a faint roar of golden light in their ears, the sound of gold and iron colliding, and the roar of iron corpses.

At this moment, the spiritual power light on Zhang Yuanhao's body was on the verge of shattering under the corrosion of the corpse mist, and the tall iron corpse in front of him was also in tatters under the sharp golden qi blade in his hands, and large swaths of gray flesh and blood rolled up, I was afraid that it would not be long before it would be dismembered by Zhang Yuanhao.

But Fang Kui didn't admit defeat, he controlled the iron corpse to continuously spew out corpse mist, and he also cast a spell to interfere with Zhang Yuanhao, wanting to break his spiritual power shield as soon as possible.

In his opinion, the two of them are fighting for time, Zhang Yuanhao is trying to kill the iron corpse quickly, and he is trying to delay time, as long as Zhang Yuanhao's body surface spiritual power shield is shattered and the corpse fog invades the body, then he will win.

Zhang Yuanhao went down with a sword in his right hand, and the iron corpse that was trying his best to resist was directly cut off by him with a thick arm, and the purple-black corpse water fell to the ground, corroding the ground into pits.

Fang Kui felt a pain in his heart, but gritted his teeth, and continued to manipulate the iron corpse to entangle Zhang Yuanhao, although he would definitely have to spend a lot of money to repair his natal iron corpse in the future, but as long as he could win Zhang Yuanhao and help the Yue Dao Sect seize the mining rights of the Yuanling Stone vein, then he could gain far more than he lost.

Click!

A crisp sound, but in Fang Kui's ears, it was tantamount to a heavenly sound, in his eyes, the spiritual power light shield of Zhang Yuanhao's body protection body instantly disintegrated and shattered, turning into red points of light in the sky, and the rich gray corpse mist penetrated in an instant.

"Haha, penetrated by the corpse mist of my black poisonous iron corpse, even if you are a fake pill realm, you will become sluggish in spiritual power, bleeding from the seven orifices, and finally the vitality will dissipate and become a corpse......"

When Fang Kui saw this scene, he danced excitedly, but before he could finish speaking, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

But seeing that Zhang Yuanhao was not in a hurry, his spiritual power was slightly drummed, and the corpse mist was immediately emptied, forming a vacuum around him, and then, a blazing volcano suddenly appeared behind him, which was suddenly suppressed in the air, and the surrounding corpse mist seemed to have condensed, and no longer spread towards it.

"How...... How could it be ......"

Fang Kui was stunned for a while, and then reacted quickly, opening his mouth to admit defeat.

But how could Zhang Yuanhao give him a chance, I saw his hands move, and the two golden qi swords swept like a hurricane, and the cold sharp breath blew away the corpse mist within a radius of dozens of meters, and the one-armed iron corpse was instantly slashed by Zhang Yuanhao's golden qi sword into a gap several inches deep.

Zhang Yuanhao's speed was getting faster and faster, the body of the iron corpse seemed to be a clay sculpture in front of him, and the stinky and blackened corpse flesh flew out, and its abdomen was suddenly opened by Zhang Yuanhao, revealing an empty abdominal cavity.

"Stop, I'm throwing in the towel!"

Before Zhang Yuanhao could make up for the last few swords, Fang Kui's hoarse shouts had already resounded on the top of the entire mountain, and Zhang Yuanhao stopped helplessly, and returned to the Yunlingmen camp without looking back.

Su Yunling's face was flushed with excitement, and she thanked Zhang Yuanhao vigorously.

Zhang Yuanhao waved his hand: "I'm just winning one game, and you still have two fights, so it's not too late to hold the mine first and then celebrate!"

In the second game, the person on the side of the Yue Dao Sect was not Yu Jun, the elder of the Purple Copper Palace, who had cultivated to the second highest, but Duan Qidao, the second sect leader of the Yue Dao Sect, this person was just entering the foundation building realm, and even Su Yunling was sure that he would be able to win it, not to mention Qiu Yang, who was at the peak of the early stage of foundation building.

But in order to win a little more properly, the Yunlingmen side is still Qiu Yang, who has cultivated better, Su Yunling is already smiling, in his opinion, this competition is simply crushing, and the winner will definitely be his own side.