Chapter Ninety-Seven: Who Dares to Move?

Mo Chen hurriedly rushed out of the gap with his sword, rushed to Xuanyuan Wenying's body, and half-protected her.

Shou Linglong smiled strangely: "Shallow knowledge, this is the array spirit refined by my Shou family." Caracal Corpse King, don't kill them quickly!"

The black-robed man at the head obeyed the order, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then the corpse king's gaze skyrocketed, his muscles and bones were exposed, and there was black gas in his claws, and he roared angrily and waved his hands and slapped them at the two.

Mo Chen jumped up, attracting the attack of the Corpse King, shaking the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword and setting off a black thunder flower, the flowers were elegant, connected by rings, like ink and lacquer, hiding the killing machine.

"Kill!" Mo Chen shouted angrily, and the black and cold tip of the sword had already made more than a dozen cuts on the corpse king's golden armor.

But the golden armor on the corpse king's body was made of unknown materials, which was extremely strange, and it closed again in an instant.

The corpse king's figure only froze slightly, and a roar came out of his mouth.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Mo Chen's feet did not stop, changing his strategy, focusing only on one attack, concentrating all his strength in one place, and suddenly the tip of the sword penetrated the golden armor and pierced into the flesh and blood.

Mo Chen saw that it was effective, and he repeated the old trick again, and when he landed, the corpse king had more than ten more wounds.

"Oh!" the Corpse King roared, the wounds on his body were healing quickly and at a visible speed, but his huge body swayed, and he was beaten by Mo Chen, and he was powerless to fight back.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Shou Linglong was furious and roared angrily: "Xu Wei, you idiot, do you know how to watch the excitement?"

A word woke up the person in the dream, and the guards and family members brought by Xu Wei rushed up, and the original chaotic scene was even more chaotic, with countless swords, swords, and shadows, and all kinds of spells dazzling.

And Xu Wei himself also hesitated slightly, pulled out his red sword, shook his hand and danced, stabbing Mochen in the chest, forcing Mochen to turn from attack to defense, and the red lines of the sword flickered and dimmed, obviously a good sword.

Not only that, in order to transport the corpse king, the black-robed man led by him could not exert all his cultivation, but the black-robed man beside him saw that the ink dust was overwhelmed, and he took advantage of the chaos to sneak attack, and the silver filament of the dust was thrown out of the black robe, fluttering and sprinkling, pervasive, and the ink dust was slightly careless, and the left cheek was on the ground, hot and painful, and there were a few more blood streaks.

"Oh!" Seeing that Mochen was in decline, the Corpse King let out a monstrous roar, far more powerful than before.

Mo Chen only felt that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and he gradually showed fatigue, so he had to retract his broadsword and dance wildly, and the sword light flowed, forming an invisible thunder light barrier, blocking all the attacks that flew in.

Seeing this, the corpse king came and went with his claws, and the wind howled in his palm, not leaving the top of Mochen's head, and his move was fatal.

said that it was fast at this time, and the dust of the black-robed man suddenly swept over, and Mo Chen subconsciously raised his sword to block, "Boom", the silver wire wrapped around the sword body, unable to move.

The black-robed man pulled hard, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword was almost out of his hand, and Mo Chen hurriedly recaptured it with great force, the arm strength of the black-robed man was not as good as Mo Chen, but Mo Chen's situation was very embarrassed at the moment, and he needed to be distracted to deal with the attacking attack, for a while, the two of them had a comparable arm strength, and they fell into a stalemate, and countless zombies saw the flaw, and roared and screamed and pounced.

Mo Chen was shocked and angry, and shouted: "Thunder!"

The arm shook hard, raised his hand to the sky, and a thunderbolt slashed down from the sky, and the dust and silver were cut off together, and the black-robed man walked into the air with all his strength, and flew out upside down in the sky.

"It's too much of a deception!" Mo Chen shouted angrily, recaptured the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, and the black thunder rose again, and the spiritual power in his body poured into the sword like crazy.

Swinging the sword and sweeping, the electric snake swam away, countless zombies broke their waists in two, and the wound overflowed with bursts of scorching fragrance, which was disgusting.

Shou Linglong couldn't help Mo Chen, so she had to shout at everyone in the shield: "The sword is amazing! Whoever can catch this thief will belong to whoever the sword is!"

In an instant, countless people were smoked by the desire for profit, lifted the magic weapon of the accessories, and rushed straight towards Mo Chen, the momentum was like the sea, seeing that there was another moment, not only the Great Xia Dragon Bird Sword was not guaranteed, but even Mo Chen was going to die under the Shou family, and the situation was critical!

Suddenly!

There was a loud "boom", the entire ground shook violently, and a purple light penetrated the corpse king, and a large hole appeared in the corpse king's chest, and dark green blood slowly flowed out of it, sticky and fishy.

Everyone stopped moving, looking at the corpse king in disbelief, Mo Chen was also shocked to stand unsteadily, and a staggered body rushed forward, he panicked in his heart, waved his sword and danced, thunder and thunder, and everyone who touched it turned into charred ashes.

Everyone was afraid that his sword would be sharp, so they didn't dare to approach too much, except for the unconscious zombies, the rest retreated.

At this moment, another faint blue cold light burst into the sky, sweeping across the field like a dragon entering water, and all the zombies collapsed.

Suddenly, all the monks in the field only felt a strange cold, their eyelashes and eyebrows were full of white frost, and there were a few "clicks" crisp sounds, and a thin layer of ice crust had formed on the robes.

The coldness of the aura is even far greater than when Xuanyuan heard the power of the cherry blossoms before.

Shou Linglong saw that the good situation was broken, she was extremely angry, her face was hideous, and her originally charming face was almost distorted together.

She looked up to the sky and shouted angrily: "My Shou family acts! Who dares to be presumptuous! Believe it or not, tomorrow I will refine your entire clan into a living corpse, and you will never be able to live forever!"

"Oh?" a hoarse, but incomparably strong voice sounded: "Refining my entire clan into a living corpse? I want to see who dares to touch my emperor family in this big world!"

As the voice came, six figures came instantly, there were men and women, they were dressed in red robes, bright as blood, and their chests were bathed in the sun and golden crows, and their momentum was panicked.

What's even more amazing is that behind the six people, there are all different kinds of phantoms floating behind them.

It's actually six masters of the Everlasting Realm!

Shou Linglong looked frightened, screamed, and hurriedly retreated backwards, who knew that she was standing on the edge of the stage, but she retreated into the air, and the whole person fell under the stage.

Scattered long hair, the whole body trembled with fear, embarrassed.

"Emperor Family, Holy Blood Guard!Gongyangqiu!" The people in the audience who had a little insight exclaimed one after another.

Mo Chen saw the old man at the head, holding an iron crutch, wearing an ivory white wide-sleeved Confucian shirt, the old man's temples were like frost, his eyes were rolling, and he was obviously blind.

But the next moment, Mo Chen's eyes widened in disbelief, but then he was pleasantly surprised, and blurted out: "Blind grandpa!"

Hearing this voice, Gong Yangqiu was also stunned for a moment, but then his face was extremely surprised, obviously recognizing Mo Chen's voice: "It's Chen'er! Why are you here?"

"Oh!" The Corpse King was stupid, and the black-robed man led by him had long forgotten to control it, only to see the Corpse King spread his five fingers, the smell was like the wind, and his face was pungent, and he grabbed the ink dust viciously.

"Looking for death!" A holy blood guard beside Gong Yangqiu raised his hand and pushed, and the purple phantom behind him formed a magic seal with both hands, and the word "kill" that stood up to the sky and the earth instantly condensed and crashed into the corpse king.

There was a loud bang, the wind howled, and the corpse king was directly smashed to pieces, and there was not even a slag left.

Everyone on the field looked at this scene, and they were even more frightened, and they didn't dare to move at all, for fear that they would be the next corpse king.

Gongyangqiu's consciousness swept away, and the situation in the field suddenly became clear to him, he "stared" at Shou Linglong who was sitting on the ground, and his gray eyes seemed to penetrate everything and go straight to his heart.

Shou Linglong's mind was blank, her previous indifferent appearance was gone, she knew that she was finished, and dared to say that she would refine the emperor's family into a living corpse, from ancient times to the present, she was afraid that she was the first, but after Gongyangqiu's words, it made her almost faint!

"The nephew of the head of my emperor's family, you dare to move?" Gong Yangqiu stepped on the void, hovering in the air, his tone was flat and unremarkable, and it fell on the ears of everyone in the field, but the words were thunderous and deafening.