"Watch your back!" Long Xiaoyu shouted, the golden flute in his hand came out of his hand, and hit Chen Yang's back with golden light.

Chen Yang had already felt a burst of yin qi attacking from behind, and he was on guard in his heart, Long Xiaoyu's reminder made him react quickly and run forward a few steps.

When he came to Long Xiaoyu, he couldn't stand up, and he was pushed by Long Xiaoyu before he stood up.

"So that's all there is to it!" Long Xiaoyu said with the same disdain.

Chen Yang turned around and found several people behind him, led by a white-haired old man, a chubby middle-aged man behind him, and more than a dozen bodyguards.

"Who are you, and what do you want to do?" Chen Yang asked.

"Idiots, they are all zombies turned into dead people, they can't see this, and they dare to come out and mix!" Long Xiaoyu's eyes were full of contempt.

Chen Yang took a closer look, these people were dull and silent, and they were really not living people.

A few zombies stretched out their hands and flew with a jump.

Long Xiaoyu suddenly pushed Chen Yang with both hands, Chen Yang took a step forward and stood face to face with a zombie at close range, you look at me, I look at you, the zombie didn't move, Chen Yang didn't make a move.

The zombie didn't move because he was forced by Chen Yang's super spiritual power, and Chen Yang didn't dare to make a move because he didn't know how to make a move.

Chen Yang took a step back, the zombie followed a step forward, Chen Yang retreated again, and the zombie took another step.

The two of them acted like they were dancing, and Long Xiaoyu, who was watching, couldn't help laughing.

Chen Yang didn't dare to make a sound, thinking in his heart, this little girl used me as a shield, and she still had the heart to laugh, her heart was really big enough. This stalemate is not a way, I have to start, the first strike is stronger!

Chen Yang just had this idea, as soon as his left hand was raised, the Netherworld Sword was already in his hand, and he slashed at the zombie like lightning, how could the zombie be Chen Yang's opponent, he didn't even have a chance to retreat, where the sword fell, the zombie was split in half and fell to the ground, turning into a black smoke, which quickly dissipated in the air.

Seeing this, the rest of the zombies couldn't help but take a step back.

Long Xiaoyu's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. "This guy can do it, if you drop a zombie with a sword in your hand, you'll be gone!"

A ghost figure appeared behind the zombie, and the ghost king appeared and spat out a thick black fog at the zombie. Those zombies inhaled the black mist, as if they had been injected with hormones, and jumped towards Chen Yang and Long Xiaoyu.

With experience, Chen Yang was no longer timid, he clenched the Netherworld Sword with both hands, and slashed together in four random ways, after a burst of slashing, the zombie was forced back by his sword qi, but not a single zombie was cut. Chen Yang stood there with some frustration and looked at Long Xiaoyu who was laughing at him.

"Who is your master, how did you accept such a stupid apprentice as you, if you see you cut like this, you will be dizzy if you don't get angry. ”

After Long Xiaoyu finished speaking, the golden flute waved to meet a zombie flying over, and the zombie was hit by the golden flute and flew backwards, colliding with another zombie who had just jumped up, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing Chen Yang standing on the side in a daze, Long Xiaoyu stepped forward and snatched the Netherworld Divine Sword in his hand, and said, "I can't use it with such a good ghost-killing artifact, it's just a tyrannical thing, look at me!"

Long Xiaoyu's hand holding the Netherworld Sword felt numb, and the Netherworld Sword fell straight down like a thousand pounds, Long Xiaoyu couldn't hold it with both hands, so he had to throw the Netherworld Sword to the ground, and stared angrily at him: "This sword only recognizes you as the master of this stupid guy, and others can't take it, I'm angry!"

Chen Yang smiled: "Who wouldn't say big words." ”

After stopping like this for a while, several zombies flew over again, and Chen Yang pulled Long Xiaoyu and retreated.

"Coward, let me come!" Long Xiaoyu pushed Chen Yang away, and stood up holding the golden flute to stop a few zombies.

Chen Yang watched Long Xiaoyu slowly fall into battle, and suddenly thought of the 10,000-year-old zombie he had killed with the Seven-Star Mahogany Sword last time. Immediately stretched out his left hand and recited the scriptures of the Tao Te Ching, and the seven-star peach wood sword flew into the air with golden light.

Several golden light spells also flew out along with the peach wood sword, Chen Yang pointed at the zombie with his hand, and the golden light charm and the seven-star peach wood sword all flew over.

Several zombies who were hit by the golden light spell stopped in an instant, standing motionless in place, and even if the ghost king recited the mantra, they couldn't move. The zombie that was hit by the seven-star peachwood sword fell directly to the ground, turning into a cloud of black smoke and dissipating.

Long Xiaoyu, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle, laughed and said: "I didn't expect that you have a lot of dumb guys, and your mana is still very strong, so I really underestimate you!"

Chen Yang smiled: "How many worlds can you see this little girl, it's really rare and weird, I have a lot of treasures!"

"Just blow it, just give you some sunshine and you'll be brilliant!" Long Xiaoyu sneered.

Seeing that he had finally managed to get the zombies to subdue Chen Yang and Long Xiaoyu, the Ghost King was impatient, and urged the spell to attack all the remaining dozen zombies. These zombies rushed over one by one, dazzling Chen Yang.

Long Xiaoyu reminded loudly: "These zombies are what Boss Lin and his bodyguards were turned into by the ghost king with a spell after they died, and that white-haired old man is Huang Daxian Cheng, who has been cultivating for eight hundred years before he died, and his spiritual power is still very strong." ”

Chen Yang said, "Thank you!"

Then he stepped forward with a seven-star mahogany sword in his hand and fought with a group of zombies.

Not to be outdone, Long Xiaoyu flew up and down the golden flute in his hand, dancing with a glittering golden light. These dead corpses were spelled by the ghost king, and they were not afraid of pain or life and death, but they knew that the fight was very powerful.

Especially the white-haired old man Huang Daxian, who was about to cultivate into an immortal, was unfortunately killed by the spirit fox, and he was unwilling to die, and was cast a spell by the ghost king, which was even more powerful. His hands were like two bayonets, flying around in the air, flexibly dodging Chen Yang's seven-star peachwood sword, and attacking Chen Yang and Long Xiaoyu at the right time, both of them were almost hit by it several times.

The ghost king saw that many of these zombies had been killed, and the rest were difficult to win for a while, so he had to shake his spirit and go into battle in person.

The addition of the ghost king made Chen Yang and Long Xiaoyu, who were already barely able to resist the zombie attack, quickly have the upper hand, and at this time they only had the kung fu to dodge, and there was no time to attack.

The ghost king secretly rejoiced, if he could destroy Chen Yang here, he would be a great achievement, and when the love demon was born, he would have the capital to invite merit.

The ghost king became more and more courageous, the ghost head knife was cut off by the Netherworld Sword, and he pulled out a ghost whip, and the ghost was used to make a ghostly sound, and the whip shadow crackled with the unique yin qi of the underworld, which was very scary.

Although Long Xiaoyu has special functions, it is okay to deal with ordinary ghosts, but compared with the ghost king of the underworld, it is still a lot worse, and he has been defeated and retreated. Chen Yang not only dealt with zombies and ghost kings, but also had to protect Long Xiaoyu, and his pace slowed down.

The ghost king's whip was straight at Chen Yang, Chen Yang couldn't dodge, and he was whipped firmly, and Chen Yang's face was hot and painful, and a red mark suddenly bulged.

Chen Yang was whipped, his heart was furious, and he recited the mantra given by the water god, and the treasure gourd flashed in the air, and at the opening of the gourd, a strong suction force took the zombies one by one.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the ghost king turned into a puff of black smoke and fled.

Chen Yang allowed him to flee and chased after the black smoke. The black smoke of the ghost king's transformation fluttered rapidly along the gap in the mountains.

Chen Yang saw that he was about to catch up, and when he lost the figure of the ghost king, he was anxious, and he couldn't help but chase hard, but he didn't expect to fly up with his feet on the trees and rocks in the mountain.

Long Xiaoyu, who was chasing after him, was tired and panting, and shouted: "You idiot, wait for me to chase after you later!"