The monster under the black iron helmet let out a dry whistling sound, as if mocking Qin Yan's incompetence, the breath of death raged out, and the huge iron sword chased the young man's figure, making a whirring and terrifying sound. Qin Yan's body turned sharply, tilting and moving on his side, but he still couldn't get rid of the huge shadow. He had abandoned his sword, and he had no power to fight back and block, so he could only dodge and his posture was quite embarrassed. After several turns, Qin Yan finally refracted behind the monster, and with a gentle push of the index finger of his right hand on the tip of the sword that penetrated into its vest, the spiritual power of the Imperial Weapon Technique and the Qi of Han Blood penetrated at the same time, and suddenly heard the long sword let out a sharp roar, and it ejected from the monster's chest.

Qin Yan made a move of his right hand, and the long sword infused with spiritual power flew towards his palm with a clear sound. He dodged the monster's ferocious slash sideways, pinched the hilt of the flying sword, and shouted, "Brother Zombie, your swordsmanship is not bad, but that's the end of it!"

"Oh ho!" the monster let out a hoarse hiss, and the turbid aura of death swept through the vines, and the huge iron sword slashed into the air. At the same time, the strange sword shadow in Qin Yan's palm also moved.

"Since normal attacks don't work against you, how about trying my lifeless power?"

A strange icy color swept out of the gray background, and a vast killing intent filled the small space in front of him, condensing into a sharp sword shadow. The snow-white hue effortlessly tore through the thick dark clouds, like a dazzling arc of light that burst from the depths of the firmament, but it converged into a straight line, passing through the gap-filled blades of the greatsword, and moving forward fiercely, disintegrating into splatters of powder by the invisible force field everywhere it passed.

Spiritual power, blood qi, and the will power from the lifeless world gathered together, even the immortal body of the zombie king for thousands of years could not resist, the steel body broke off from the chest, and the withered head hidden in the black iron helmet smashed to the floor, rumbling out for a distance, and the blue flames in the eye sockets slowly extinguished.

The body that had lost its head was still upright, Qin Yan came behind it in a flash, and stabbed out with a backhand sword, the rusty armor and dry bones exploded under the huge force, and this body that had long since died really entered the path of destruction.

"Who else?" Qin Yan laughed, his face stained with the blood of the monsters, and with his fierce expression at this time, it seemed to be even more hideous and terrifying than the evil ghosts in hell.

However, the Ice Empress's castle, which has stood at the eastern end of the Endless Sea since the age of mythology, will not collapse so easily in its defenses. In the distance in Qin Yan's field of vision, where the thin mist rose in front of the inner city wall, countless monster figures appeared from the mist, shouting and rushing towards him.

"You scum, give me death!" Qin Yan roared loudly and strode towards the group of demons.

He was now covered in blood, and his fierce aura was as thick as substance, and he was followed by the faint sound of the undead crying, which was the resentful spirit that died under his sword calling his companions to join the ranks of the dead, making the little demons terrified. Relying on such a domineering momentum, he rushed into the team of demons alone, and in an instant, the sword light flickered, setting off a large area of blood light, as if even the sky and the earth were turned upside down.

The little demons smelled the smell of death that they had not seen for a long time, and saw the demon-like figure rushing to the front, and they were suddenly heartbroken, and they couldn't maintain the original formation at all, and the generals couldn't reverse the tide of defeat even if they shouted hoarsely.

A red-eyed murderer slaughtered more than a thousand panicked demon soldiers like a steel chariot crashing into tofu and sawdust. The sharp sword reaped the fleshy wheat seedlings, the footsteps of the Grim Reaper followed, and the futile struggle of the castle non-commissioned officers was instantly drowned out by screams and wails.

A thin ray of light pierced through the darkness and fell obliquely on the snow and ice on the wall, reflecting a dreamlike glitter. It seems that a moment of peace can be obtained, as if the heroic battle under the city is just a nightmare, and it seems that as soon as you open your eyes, the fog of the deep dark night will gradually fade away...... Suddenly, the sword was sharp, and blood splattered, floating up to the city, dyeing the original crystal pure color, and taking away the last cowardice opportunity of the ice and snow castle.

The bright silver swords flying across the flesh and blood were exerting a killing momentum in these remnants that was even more terrifying than thousands of troops!

At this time, the invulnerability has long been broken, and only the incomparably frenzied roar in the chest remains, wielding the sonata of death by instinct. It's as if a giant beast is venting its might: all who stand in my way must die!

"Scandium!" I don't know how much flesh and blood were slaughtered, and the sharp sword finally met resistance and was blocked by another large spear.

Suffering from this change, Qin Yan, who was trapped in a frenzied killing, regained a little consciousness, stared at it, and saw a fat monk standing in front of him, holding a spear, looking at him with a little fear.

Qin Yan let out a heave breath and said with a cruel smile: "You are the last leader under the inner city wall, right?

As soon as the words fell, I heard the fat monk scream, and a fierce aura surged from the spear, sweeping towards Qin Yan like a wild dragon. But he couldn't withstand the coercion exuded by Qin Yan, and couldn't help but take the lead.

Seeing the shadow of the incoming gun, Qin Yan grinned and sneered, his originally handsome face had already become even more poignant than that of the evil ghost, exuding a soul-seducing death aura. I saw that his wrist trembled sharply, and the tip of the sword turned into ten thousand points of coldness, flickering like lightning, eliminating all the fierce aura of the big gun, and even pulling the sword qi back to the past. The fat monk slashed out the big gun in his hand frantically, and his mouth didn't stop, and the whistling sound of "wow" was like the roar of some kind of beast, wanting to disturb Qin Yan's mind. But this howling sound didn't have any effect on Qin Yan at all, except for cheering him up.

"Smack!" The big sword collided with the steel spear, and the sudden surge of force almost made the fat monk get out of his hand. The monk shouted frantically, the corners of his mouth and chin stained red with the blood gushing out, and his roar became extremely strange. His bare arms erupted like sinuous earthworms. With a roar, he swung his heavy spear and slashed it again, colliding with Qin Yan's long sword. It felt like hitting a mountain made of iron, and the frantic force of the counterattack caused all the blood vessels in his arm to burst, spewing out large clouds of blood mist.

"It's so strong...... the monk has already retreated in his heart, taking advantage of Qin Yan's sword momentum to stagnate slightly, he rolled on the spot and ran more than ten meters away, not forgetting the strange scream in his mouth, wanting to create a chance for himself to escape.

The inner city wall is not far away, and Lord Poshan will definitely be able to save me......

But he heard the terrible sound of the wind from behind, and then heard Qin Yan's roar, like a thunderbolt on the flat ground that exploded in the fat monk's ears, until his hair stood on end, and he hurriedly turned his head in shock, and saw a scene that made him tremble: a gray figure jumped into the sky, carrying a sword light as bright as a cold star, like a god descending into the world and rushing straight towards him, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of him! A little cold light was like a meteor piercing the moon, destroying his courage and faith.

"Stop!" The shouts from the city wall not far away were like waves in the sky, but they were so far away that they could not save his life.

"Ahh Qin Yan slashed with his sword, and the fat monk's head flew high with the spilled blood, drawing a bright red trajectory and falling into the sand, his face still frozen with the last look of horror.

Qin Yan gently brushed the sword body with his left hand, squinted his eyes and looked at the city wall, and grinned: "This brother, you call me?"

On the city wall, there was a majestic golden-armored general, he didn't make a sound, just stared at Qin Yan's figure, his right hand had already held a giant war bow, and in the brilliant light, a long arrow as thick as an arm was coldly aimed at him.