Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventy-Fifth: Sturdy Military Exploits

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◎w s h uc o m ◎It turned out that this person was distracted. The top-rank martial sage of the human race who was dragged down by the three ghost fire corpses finally escaped. A sword from the sky, with surging laws With force, he cut down on his head.

The skinny old man was startled, and quickly flew back, the sword light fell on the water surface, startling a wave of waves, and some of the monsters swept by the aftermath were immediately crushed to pieces.

After settling down, I took a look at the situation on the battlefield. With the sudden joining of the group of juniors, the situation was reversed, and the Corpse Clan was completely at a disadvantage.

"withdraw!"

The skinny old man didn't care, he smiled, and waved his hands to gather the remaining corpse clan warriors back, and scattered like demons, and soon the group of corpse clan warriors would not be seen again.

The top-rank Martial Saints of the human race stopped some people who were still chasing, walked up to the weak Jinlin three, and said with a smile: "You are the reinforcements of the Clear Sky School, you are really courageous, the skinny old man just now. But the corpse The well-known master in the clan, Old Ghost Heishi, none of us old fellows dare to fight him alone."

The three of Jinlin felt a little ashamed, suppressed the injuries in their bodies, cupped their hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for saving my life."

The old man who wielded the sword was also quite bold, and said with a smile: "On the battlefield, there is no such thing as a life-saving grace. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to get out of the siege of the three ghost fire corpses so quickly. By the way, you guys Why didn't the team leader see it?"

The three of them were taken aback, looked around, and couldn't help wondering: "The one who followed us just now, why can't you see it now?"

The old man couldn't help frowning slightly, turned around and looked in the direction where the old ghost Heishi led the people to retreat.

Heishi old ghost led the team to evacuate, looking at the newly added skull on the battle merit card around his waist, his thin old face was full of smiles. In this surprise attack, no less than one hundred human warriors died in his hands, all of them were semi-holy the existence of the above.

There are even five low-rank martial saints among them, with outstanding military achievements, the only pity is that the three juniors escaped.

The morale of the other corpse clan warriors was also quite high, most of the dead on their side were demon zombies, and few of them died, so it can be said that they were a great success.

"Hey, this battle achievement is really good. It's good to follow Wei Hua and Long Fei, the descendants of the two kings and great emperors."

"It won't be long before this Dragon Jupiter will also be in the pocket of our corpse clan, and it will be a good thing at that time."

A group of people were so excited that they ignored the reinforcements and chatted about the situation after taking down Dragon Jupiter.

Suddenly, Old Ghost Heishi stopped, and in front of him was a white figure standing calmly under the sunlight, with his hands behind his back, and he waited for an unknown how long.

The old ghost Heishi said coldly: "Who are you, are you getting impatient, even dare to block our way?"

"Kill your people."

The white figure flickered, the sound of a peerless sword being unsheathed resounded on the sea surface, jets of water shot up into the sky, and the waves bloomed magnificently.

"kill him!"

A low-rank Martial Saint, with a frenzied and frightening tone, the old ghost Heishi waved his hand. Three low-rank Martial Saints from the Corpse Tribe jumped out, and with a random move, they were just a few star beasts? rushed towards Xiao Chen.

Fish-shaped star beasts were first-class star beasts before they were alive. After being transformed by the corpse clan, they already have the strength comparable to ordinary low-rank martial saints. The most important thing is that there are enough of them, and they don't feel pain. It is quite troublesome for ordinary warriors to encounter.

The three low-rank Martial Saints of the Corpse Clan also grinned grinningly, usually relying on this star beast to become stiff. On this Dragon Jupiter, the Martial Saints of the same rank were no match for them at all. The demon froze.

Then it will end up being dragged to death. If the physical fitness is good, and it is refined into a demon, the strength can go further.

Click!

It was too late to be surprised, I saw Xiao Chen flying over, like a ray of sword wind, the usually invincible star beast was stiff, and was directly smashed into pieces by the sword wind without even holding on for a moment, and was completely scrapped.

The old ghost Heishi was startled, got up and stepped forward, and said loudly at the same time: "Back, hurry up and leave."

But now that he wants to leave, there is no chance, Xiao Chen's body flickered, kicked out, the bright knife light lit up, and the lower-rank Martial Saint of the Corpse Clan on the far right was decapitated in an instant, dead without a whole body.

The remaining two were startled, and quickly fled back, only to see a white figure passing between them.

The blade wind from behind split into two strands, and there was a popping sound, with purple lightning flashing, the two corpse warriors were split into two halves by the blade wind, and blood flew across.

Looking up, he happened to see the old ghost Heishi who came to support him, seeing the astonished expression on the old ghost's face, Xiao Chen smiled slightly, clenched five fingers of his right hand, and punched out.

Qinglong goes to sea!

The monstrous jet of water shoots up into the sky, endless saber energy scrapes everywhere, and Xiao Chen jumps out of the sea. In the eyes of the old ghost of the black stone, Xiao Chen is sometimes a dragon, sometimes a saber, and sometimes that handsome white-robed warrior.

The edge is ever-changing, unpredictable, but it is always the same, sharp, sharp, unstoppable, and indomitable.

The spirit of death accumulated in the old ghost of Heishi's body, and his ten fingers moved together. Facing Xiao Chen's somewhat strange fist light, he clapped his palms together.

Styx Ancient Wave Palm!

In an instant, the situation changed, and a huge spinning black ball appeared, turning into a flowing river of Styx, with surging waves and thousands of weights, sweeping towards Xiao Chen.

The way of death of the ghost clan and corpse clan fellow practitioners, many martial arts and martial arts are all masters of the seniors, comprehended and deliberated while watching the Nine Nether River.

This Ancient Wave Palm of Styx River is obviously one of the superior palm techniques. Slapped out with both palms, the Styx River rushing towards Xiao Chen is right in front of you. [,! ] with a seething and tumbling breath of death.

In all directions, there are illusions that cannot be dispelled, impatience, bones, tombs, and evil spirits, forming a scene of purgatory, disturbing people's minds.

Xiao Chen's heart was like a rock, and all kinds of illusions did not shake his state of mind in the slightest. His fists were unparalleled, the flashing thunder, the flickering green dragon, 40% of the will of the thunder, and the prototype of the soul of the sword, changing rapidly and non-stop.

My sword is slanted, and I have created a unique path. There is no one before, and there will be no one in the future. I have integrated the strengths of hundreds of schools and walked out of my own way of the sword. Even if the real Styx descends, I will break through it for you, and there will be no water in it.

What's more, you are just a derivative of Styx, with ever-changing sharpness, unstoppable, break it for me!

With a loud bang, the surrounding phantoms suddenly disappeared, and the coming Styx was blown upside down in the sky by this punch, and flew away into the sky.

The old ghost Heishi was taken aback, he made a seal with his five fingers, and threw out the three-headed hell fire demon corpse. He retreated sharply, and shouted loudly as he retreated: "Come on, surround him with magic zombies, I want to train him into a magic zombie!" , can definitely be compared to a master-level Martial Saint."

A hundred corpse clan warriors approached from the rear, and they quickly pinched their hands, the light shone on the sea surface, and various types of zombies jumped out of it, rushing towards Xiao Chen with a terrifying momentum.

The air of death on his body merged into one piece, the sea water under his feet turned into a pitch-black color like ink, and the white clouds in the sky disappeared little by little and were shrouded in black clouds, which shows how frightening the momentum is.

"Well done!"

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, put his two fingers together on the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly four dots of golden light gushed out from it. Forty percent of the will of the immortal thunder turned into four golden knives. .

There was a whistling sound, and four golden knives flew up and down around it, forming a curtain of thunder with countless knives.

With this circle of thundering knife curtain, Xiao Chen rushed over, and the Mozo, who was standing in front of him, was twisted into pieces with a light touch, and was blown into powder by the electric light.

The Demon Zombie with a slightly higher level only lasted for a second longer, and the three ghost fire demon corpses were immediately knocked out by the thunder knife curtain, and they couldn't cause any interference to Xiao Chen.

Like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, the dry mobs on the sea surface were shredded to pieces.

The sky turned blue and the sea water became clear. Hundreds of corpse clan warriors looked dull. They had never seen anyone clean up their demon zombies like garbage like this.

The old ghost Heishi rolled his eyes, and said loudly: "What are you doing in a daze, the devil's zombie is gone, just refine it. Refining this kid is worth a thousand emperor-level devils."

The group of corpse clan warriors hesitated a bit, but due to the order of the old ghost Heishi, and Xiao Chen was only one person after all, they rushed over with a heartbeat.

Seeing this scene, Old Ghost Heishi quietly put away the three-headed and disfigured Netherfire demon corpse, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and fled.

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart, how could he be allowed to run away, how could the hundred corpses of the highest cultivators and low-rank martial saints in front of him fall into his eyes. The military merit is to kill big people, no matter how many small shrimps and small fishes kill It doesn't make much sense either.

Youlong nine changes, change change change!

His figure was divided into nine parts, and Xiao Chen turned into nine wisps of sword wind, which disappeared in a flash. Wherever he passed, the unlucky corpse warriors turned into balls of blood, turned into skulls and appeared on his victory card .

The nine figures overlapped, the soles of their feet were at a point in the void, and in the burst of lightning, they caught up with the fleeing old ghost Heishi again.

"Leave it to me!"

Xiao Chen held five fingers one at a time, grabbing at the head, countless shining thunders gathered in the palm of his hand, each finger was as hard as a blade, shining with hunting blades.

Like a meteor chasing the moon, during the tearing, combined with powerful physical strength, the five blade-like fingers directly tore off an arm of Old Ghost Heishi, and the lightning that surged in his palm blasted him into the air.

Turning his body a little bit, using his body as a knife and his shoulders as a front, Xiao Chen slammed into it sideways, and the barrier that the old ghost Heishi had condensed with the air of death in a hurry broke into pieces with a click.

This building is extremely domineering, with a strength of three million catties, 90% sword intent, immortal thunder will, using the body as a blade, to forge a peerless sword, hunting with cold light, its power is unparalleled.

The black stone old ghost was hit hard, and any secret treasures and defensive martial arts were useless. The flesh and blood that was directly hit was bloody and inhuman, and he lost his breath in an instant, and died.

Immediately, a bright purple skull was condensed on the victory card, and 10,000 battle achievements were easily collected.

Taking a look at the battle card of this old ghost of black stone, the rows of densely packed skulls, I don't know how many warriors of the human race died in the hands of this cunning old ghost.