Chapter Seventy-Five: The Battlefield Without a Head

After calming down for a long time, Yang Shunxiang began to be afraid, trembling and began to turn around, ready to leave this ominous place, however, at the moment when he turned around and was about to leave, he felt a burst of heat coming from under his feet, and before he could react to what was going on, the whole person was thrown directly into the air

Open his eyes, looking at the hot magma under his feet, Yang Shunxiang in the air was extremely desperate, but the powerful survival ** forced him to wake up instantly, not carried away by the heat wave under his feet, in mid-air, the exercises were fully opened, his body kept twisting, and he struggled hard, fortunately, the emperor lived up to his wishes, just before he fell into the magma river, his body finally moved three feet in the air, and it was this three-foot distance that made his right hand successfully grasp the handrail of the suspension bridge

After struggling for a while, Yang Shunxiang finally climbed onto the suspension bridge, and since he had already gotten on the suspension bridge, he simply gave up the idea of leaving, and groped towards the other side of the bridge, the place where the light source came from, to see what existed on the other side.

At their feet, a large number of headless corpses were scrambling to reach out to grab them, but no matter how hard these headless corpses tried, there was always a half-foot distance between their fingertips and the drawbridge.

The fear in Yang Shunxiang's heart, who discovered this phenomenon, also dissipated a little, and continued to move forward, but the tea kung fu was out of the scope of the suspension bridge, but it was strange to say, at the moment when he left the suspension bridge, the headless corpse under the bridge turned out to be like a chicken blood, and it was three or four feet high when it jumped casually, and under the turn of the headless corpses, the suspension bridge made of hemp rope was wiped out

Sighing silently, Yang Shun didn't look at the drawbridge anymore, turned around and walked straight towards the light source, and after touching the tea, he had already walked to the end of the laneway.

As soon as he arrived here, outside the alleyway, a strong light hit, Yang Shunxiang hurriedly closed his eyes, and after calming down for a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, and after opening them, he closed his eyes again in shock.

In front of him, there was a world of blood and fire, the air was scarlet and viscous with its rich energy, and on the vast plains, a large number of headless corpses were fighting desperately.

Finding that someone appeared, the headless corpses seemed to have found a treasure, rushing towards Yang Shunxiang like a tide, and some shouted while running: "Hurry, hurry, what a beautiful head, most suitable for Lao Tzu to use, grab it!!"

Hearing the shouts of the corpses, Yang Shunxiang hurriedly opened his eyes, and after opening his eyes, he saw a large number of corpses rushing towards him, and he was shocked again, and hurriedly turned around, wanting to leave the place of right and wrong, however, he turned back and found that the original alleyway was gone, and the position he was in now was actually the center of the Scarlet Plains.

"Damn!" scolded secretly, Yang Shunxiang hurriedly mobilized the wind system energy, although he only had the cultivation at the top of the triple realm, but it was enough to deal with this group of headless corpses who only had one or two realms.

"Kill!"

"Rob!"

"Ge Laozi!"

In the middle of the vast scarlet plain, the headless corpses with large votes surged towards Yang Shunxiang like water waves, and in the blink of an eye, they had surrounded him.

Looking coldly at the swarming group of headless corpses, Yang Shunxiang Ling Ran was not afraid, his right hand clenched, and slowly injected the wind system Dao power into his right fist, and then swung out towards a humanoid headless corpse that rushed to the front.

While swinging his fist, he also silently recited in his mouth: "The second style of the Fengshen Fist, the back of the Fengshentong!"

"Bump~" A violent impact sound spread, and the headless corpse that rushed to the front sounded at the same time as if killing a pig, "Ah~~~~~ ah~~~Ah!!" After howling a full cup of tea, the dead body stopped, and after stopping, he looked at Yang Shunxiang in a daze, and sighed: "Ah~ You are so good, I am dead!"

After that, he fell to the ground suddenly, and after another quarter of an hour, the headless corpse suddenly jumped up again, touched the part that had just been hit by Yang Shunxiang, and after feeling that there was no pain, he said happily: "Huh, I'm not dead, I'm alive again?"

Glancing around excitedly, the headless corpse roared again: "Brothers, what are you waiting for? This kid is a paper tiger, and he can't use it, go on, fuck it!"

After that, he jumped towards Yang Shunxiang alone and rushed away.

Behind him, a flock of ducks came to the sound of discussion,

"Idiot"

"Silly X"

"Brainless"

"I really don't know how to write dead words"

After discussing for a while, the surrounding corpses put their hands on the place where the eyes should have grown, and the headless corpses did not dare to look directly at the miserable state of this missing companion

"Bump~" Another crisp sound came out, this time, this headless corpse was not as lucky as before, it flew upside down hundreds of feet in the air, and its body was also dismembered in the air, a second before he left the world, he finally found out the reason why his companions didn't help, it turned out that the guy with a head who seemed to be weak was not a paper tiger

With a silent sigh, the largest fragment of the headless corpse finally fell to the ground, and a long line of companions behind him slept on the plain

After shooting the headless corpse away, Yang Shunxiang rubbed his nose and said proudly to the group of corpses: "Who else?"

A bland and slightly passionate sentence directly shocked the surrounding corpses, after all, the previous tragic situation was seen by the headless corpses, one punch, separated by a corpse, smashed all the headless corpses in a straight line hundreds of feet behind, how strong should this be?

After hesitating for a long time, I didn't know who it was, and suddenly a sentence came out, "What the hell, which stupid x pushes Lao Tzu?"

"Oops~"

"Oops~"

"Oops~"

"It's over~"

"Lao Tzu is still young~"

"I don't want to die yet~"

"Ah Maya~ Lao Tzu hasn't taken his daughter-in-law yet~"

As the whining of the corpses came out, starting from the place where the first sound came from, the corpses poured from the outside to the inside like dominoes.

Seeing this appearance, Yang Shunxiang did not hesitate, and another "Wind God Powerful Back" swung out, under the blow of the "Wind God Powerful Back", behind the first dead corpse, it was like a giant cannon alive, and a hundred-zhang long avenue was blasted out of the corpse group.

Looking around coldly, Yang Shunxiang raised his head and said proudly: "**, who else?"

After hesitating for a long time, the voice of a middle-aged man on the periphery of the group came, "Made, don't you just sleep lazy? Why don't you fight well? What are you doing around?"