Chapter Eighty-Nine: Battle! Battle!
PS: Last night I hurriedly stayed in a thousand for a few hours and fell off, woo woo!
"Bloodline, I smell the smell of your powerful bloodline!" Yuan Danqing licked his lips, a pair of eyes with only the whites of his eyes facing Zhao Qianqiu, with a hint of greed in his face full of madness.
Zhao Qianqiu looked at this man with a disheveled head, narrowed his eyes, his eyes were full of disgust, there is always such a kind of person, just at a glance he feels disgusted.
"Be careful, this man's cultivation seems to be the Ancient Corpse Refining Dao. The reminder of the Eastern Emperor Bell suddenly rang in his ears.
"Ancient Corpse Refining Dao?" Zhao Qianqiu frowned slightly, and there were some doubts in his heart.
Donghuang Zhong explained: "Ancient Corpse Refining Dao, under normal circumstances, their various attack methods rely on their own corpse refining, and there is a more vicious way to refine their own body into the same state as the corpse refining, using themselves as corpses, and this person in front of them is likely to be the latter!"
"Take yourself as a corpse!" Zhao Qianqiu looked at the person in front of him, no wonder this person looked gloomy all over his body!
Yuan Danqing looked at Zhao Qianqiu and slowly grinned.
Zhao Qianqiu suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, and in the next second, he suddenly found that the strange man with his cloak had disappeared without a trace, and he expanded his divine sense, but he still found nothing.
"What about people?" Zhao Qianqiu felt a little surprised just now.
Suddenly, a pale hand appeared under Zhao Qianqiu's body and grabbed Zhao Qianqiu's ankle.
Then Yuan Danqing's miserable white and terrifying face appeared from the ground, and there was still that oozing smile on his face.
Zhao Qianqiu was ruthless, and stepped directly on Yuan Danqing's face.
Yuan Danqing was kicked, his nose was slightly sunken, but the expression on his whole face did not change at all, and the whole person slowly emerged from the ground.
Zhao Qianqiu's feet were still stepping on Yuan Danqing's face, and the whole person was lifted up by Yuan Danqing.
"Your body is excellent!" Yuan Danqing's hoarse voice resounded in the dark passage.
Zhao Qianqiu lifted his feet, and the whole person did a backflip, throwing Yuan Danqing out directly.
Yuan Danqing seemed to have no weight, fell to the ground, stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's a pity, such a good body, I can't bear to destroy it!"
Zhao Qianqiu took out the Sun Yao Sword with an indifferent expression at this moment, and looked at Yuan Danqing coldly.
Yuan Danqing smiled indifferently, his whole body shook slightly, but his sleeves suddenly exploded, his pale and thin arms became thick in an instant, and his complexion instantly turned black.
The corners of Yuan Danqing's mouth rose slightly, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will take good care of you!"
Zhao Qianqiu looked at his arms that looked like black dead wood, but a disgusting feeling welled up from the bottom of his heart.
"Hang away from the fire!" Zhao Qianqiu drank lightly in his mouth, but he used a very basic set of fast swords in the "Sunrise Sword Technique"!
In just an instant, three identical afterimages suddenly appeared around Zhao Qianqiu, and the three figures rushed towards Yuan Danqing with swords at the same time.
Yuan Danqing's eyes rolled slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's a little interesting!"
Then he saw Yuan Danqing open his mouth, his tongue suddenly stretched out, his tongue was like a sharp knife, and instantly stabbed at Zhao Qianqiu's three figures, but Zhao Qianqiu now has not yet used the ability to transform reality.
Yuan Danqing's tongue was very quick three times, and the third time it stabbed Zhao Qianqiu's sword.
Zhao Qianqiu drank lightly in his mouth: "The sun is burning!"
A raging flame immediately ignited on the Sun Yao Sword, and the flames on the sword body suddenly rose in an instant, burning Yuan Danqing's tongue.
Yuan Danqing quickly rolled the burning tongue back into his mouth!
"Boy!" Yuan Danqing shouted angrily, and then his entire body became several feet larger in an instant!
Zhao Qianqiu watched Yuan Danqing in front of him suddenly turn into a blue-black zombie, and even emitted a burst of corpse smell all over his body, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Don't worry, I'll keep you a whole corpse!" At this moment, Yuan Danqing couldn't see the appearance of the original person at all, just a huge ghoul appearance!
"This is when the Ancient Corpse Refining Dao used his own body as a corpse, completely corpseing himself! Although he couldn't use spells in this way, his speed and strength would be several times greater!"
Zhao Qianqiu had just been concentrating, but suddenly found that a black strong fist suddenly enlarged in front of him!
With a "boom", Zhao Qianqiu was directly knocked away by this fist! The whole person was smashed into the metal wall of the passage!
After the corpse, Yuan Danqing looked at the position where Zhao Qianqiu flew out and let out a sneer.
And at this moment, in the hall of the laboratory.
The seventeenth and eighteenth rushed towards Yuan Wenchao again.
Although Yuan Wenchao's divine sense had already sensed that Zhao Qianqiu had met the white-faced man, he was also very worried about Zhao Qianqiu's safety in his heart, but at this moment, the situation could not allow him to be distracted!
Although the two people in front of them are not necessarily their opponents when they fight alone, but when they join forces, they are completely capable of fighting with themselves!
This time, No. 17 and No. 18 reversed the order, with No. 18 attacking the main attack, and No. 17 sweeping the formation, the two of them were also very smart, knowing that fighting hard with Yuan Wenchao could only be a lose-lose situation, but if they dragged out, the two of them could drag it down with their numerical advantage!
On the eighteenth, in a few moments, he arrived in front of Yuan Wenchao and punched Yuan Wenchao's handsome face.
Yuan Wenchao was also overjoyed when he saw that this woman actually came to fight with him at close range, although the moves of the Shushan Sword Sect were good at attacking from afar, they were actually better at close combat!
Qing Feng in Yuan Wenchao's hand was unsheathed again, the sword light flashed, and dozens of swords were continuously hit in an instant!
Seeing that Yuan Wenchao had made so many moves in an instant, No. 18 was also shocked for a while, and hurriedly opened a shield to resist Yuan Wenchao's several attacks.
And the shield was also broken by Yuan Wenchao in an instant, and several sword marks appeared on the whole person, which was very embarrassing.
"Fake Dan?" Yuan Wenchao saw the action of No. 18 to hold up the shield, but he had insight into the source of the spiritual power of No. 18 in a breath.
At this time, No. 17 also rushed up to replace No. 18 without hesitation, and continued to attack Yuan Wenchao with wheel battles, because melee combat seems to be an attack with physical body, but it is the most physically and spiritually draining.
"Drunken Immortal Moon Step!" Yuan Wenchao used the Shushan Sword Sect's very superior close-quarters footwork.
No. 17 didn't expect that as soon as he stepped forward, before he touched the corner of Yuan Wenchao's clothes, he was dodged by Yuan Wenchao with an extremely mysterious footwork, and the distance was widened.
"Since it's a fake pill, plus your body similar to a refining corpse, what's the point of me fighting you in close quarters!" Since Yuan Wenchao has seen through the essence, he will no longer make meaningless attacks.
"Ten Thousand Sword Tricks!" After Yuan Wenchao opened a distance from No. 17 and No. 18, he was holding the magic trick with his hands, and in the blink of an eye, Qingfeng in his hand was one into two, two into three, and three into ten million!
In the blink of an eye, ten thousand Qingfeng really appeared around Yuan Wenchao's body, and his ten thousand sword tricks were not at all like the ten thousand sword tricks that Zhao Qianqiu used that day!
"Go!"
In the next moment, these 10,000 Qingfeng were directly slashed towards the seventeenth and eighteenth!