There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 500: Play a big sword in front of the square
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The hand muscle was cut off, and the long knife in the right hand of the king of the dead was suddenly unstable.
Fire Duluo Sword Technique!
Huh! call!
The wind of swords roared like a shadow of a thousand mountains, and it was like a meteorite outside the sky. When it was cut to ninety-nine eighty-one knives, bang!
The long knife in the left hand of the corpse king finally couldn't withstand the same blow again and again, the blade was shattered, and countless cold light blades exploded at such a close distance, directly exploding the left hand tentacle into blood and blood.
The corpse king screamed in pain.
The screaming sound at this moment is deafening, forming a sound wave visible to the naked eye, like a magic sound, all the surrounding obstacles are torn apart.
He couldn't accept it, and he would end up in such embarrassment.
He is the eighth person who made a day trip a hundred years ago!
Now, he has been beaten up by the fledgling little boy.
It is truly powerless.
Even if he practiced swordsmanship in his mother's womb, he has practiced swordsmanship for at most 20 years now, but he was actually helpless to lose to such a hairy boy who was despised by him at first.
His arrogance made him unable to bear the embarrassment and self-esteem being trampled at the moment, and he screamed like crazy.
The scream of the corpse king is like a magic sound. It is really terrifying. With him as the center, the sound wave bursts into dust. One can imagine how terrifying the corpse king's strength is. If he hadn't been hit hard one after another, the eighth man, the former Japanese envoy, would never have been so miserable.
The corpse king screamed frantically, and Fang Zheng, who was close at hand, was even more unavoidable.
It was too late for him to retreat, his eyes dazzled, and he could only resist.
Dragon and tiger double-shaped golden bell jar!
Roar! Yin! A tiger and a dragon roared, and a golden bell of an ancient temple, with the recklessness of the ancient years and the heaviness of history, covered Fang Zheng.
Boom! Huh!
The sound waves visible to the naked eye hit the golden bell, oscillating out like the sound of a grand ancient bell in an ancient temple in a deep mountain.
The corpse king's right hand muscle was cut off, and his left hand was blown into blood and blood by the blade. He could only scream wildly, trying to resist Fang Zheng's victory and pursuit.
To fight for wound healing for yourself.
He swears!
He will never play a big knife in front of Fang again!
Because! he wants! Fang Zheng was torn alive!
However, the King of Corpse then discovered that Fang Zheng was unharmed.
However, it was not easy for Fang Zheng to resist, the magic sound of the corpse king was full of unwillingness and anger, and the momentum was too great.
Even if he has the golden bell to counteract the sonic attack, it is still a bit difficult.
When the sound wave disappeared, he was a bit exhausted, and walking was a little vain. Although he resisted the sound wave, he continued to consume a lot of his energy.
But his face is cold.
His eyes are firm and determined.
With a long knife in his hand, he vigorously killed the place where the corpse king had fallen. However, when Fang Zheng killed him, the corpse king disappeared again.
Not in place.
……
Tired!
Still unwilling! And furious!
The King of Corpse felt exhausted like never before. Through the cracks in the ruined wall, he secretly glanced at the black figure walking back and forth in the mist not far away.
This young man.
Make him feel embarrassed like never before.
The right hand with severed tendon, still feels the scorching heat and scorching sensation in the wound. It is not simply a burning sensation of the physical body, but a burning sensation that reaches the soul, which is a kind of soul injury.
The heavy killing karma on the Guitou Knife and the fiery qi are burning his soul to prevent the wound from healing.
"Damn it, if my lower body wasn't destroyed, why would I be so embarrassed now..."
"There is also the insidious goat! If it hadn't been attacked first...how could my strength be lost so much..."
"If his sword skills are not so high..."
"If the long swords of the two substitutes can be harder..."
"If...why...why..."
The corpse king looked at the black figure in the fog that had not gone far, unwilling, he naturally knew where there were so many if there were so many things in the world, but he was extremely unwilling.
Obviously he is the fiercest lion.
But almost died in the hands of a weaker calf.
"The King of Corpse! Where are you... Didn't you say you want to kill me..."
"Come on, I'll stand here, come and kill me, kill me, you can get the dragon ball..."
"Didn’t you say that the two of us can only go out alive today... Didn’t you say that the one who went out alive was you... What, the king of the corpse became the king of turtles, did you plan to learn to be a thousand years old..."
Boom! boom!
Boom!
A block of broken walls hit him, a piece of earth and rock was chopped to pieces with a knife, and Fang was wandering back and forth in the ruins.
The black figure walked around in the mist, with a vague feeling, like a ghost wandering, feeding on fear, searching for fear, fearful human beings in the ruins.
"Actually...I hate playing hide and seek..."
Boom!
Fang Zheng's left palm smashed a broken marble stone pillar that was only half left.
As a result, there is nothing behind the stone pillar.
I found a space.
The corpse king is still hiding, he tried to suppress his breathing, lest he might hear his breathing.
Wait!
As long as I recover, I must tear you up alive this time!
The corpse king hides behind the broken wall, revealing one eye, staring back and forth in the fog without daring to pant, and from time to time he makes big moving black figures.
Shoo!
Suddenly, there was a piercing sound above my head, flying at extremely fast speed.
The King of Zombie was about to look happy. The reason why he hid was because he didn't have the idea of killing someone with a knife, but it turned out...Bang!
A corpse that fell from the sky was directly exploded by Fang Zheng with a punch.
More and more corpses were attracted by the fighting momentum here, but they were all blown out with a punch.
Crack! Click! Click!
Around, there are more spider-man mummy corpses with hand and foot joints bent in the opposite direction, attracted by the movement here, and besieged.
However!
The King of Corpse couldn't believe it and saw that Fang Zheng was all punched and wiped out easily.
He thinks that the most difficult to deal with is the mummy in the ruins, but he can't resist a punch, even he is not as good as...it's not right!
"If he is so strong, he would have been a day traveler...the most difficult thing to deal with these mummy and spidermen is that after killing one or two, they will soon be assembled into a large area..."
"He is completely unafraid of these, he should be better than me..."
The corpse king looked around at the misty world around him, his eyes showed the color of thinking, and the sudden emergence gradually appeared.
The ghost is covering his eyes! !
For a moment of distraction and thinking, the corpse king hiding behind the broken wall subconsciously looked in Fang Zheng's direction.
As a result, the black figure in the fog disappeared at some point, and he lost Fang Zheng!
"Where are you?!"
The corpse king's heart sank slightly, and he didn't dare to breathe, trying to find Fang Zheng's figure.