Mad Queen

Chapter 518 Blood Corpse

"puff!"

Blood splattered.

Young Master Wuchang's body instantly turned into a hedgehog, but his movements were not affected in any way.

On the contrary, everyone's shots seemed to have angered him.

In an instant, all his vitality poured out and crushed out.

"boom!"

The endless pressure that everyone felt suddenly hit their faces.

Before they could react, someone seemed to have been kicked hard on their chests, they breathed heavily, and were instantly knocked into the air.

"boom!"

Che Nian and the others fell down in embarrassment, rolled a few times, and then stopped awkwardly.

However, Lao Wu Huanyun and Lao Jiutian Nanxing spurted a mouthful of blood after getting up, and limply fell to the ground.

The two of them are closest to the back of Mr. Wuchang, and they are the first to be hurt.

Although Mo Leng and the others also vomited blood, they could still bear it.

Lao Liulouyi supported Huanyun and Tiannanxing, handed them over to other disciples, and flew back to the battle circle again.

The brothers and a group stood side by side, forming an encirclement circle with Che Laisheng and others on the opposite side, enclosing Young Master Wuchang.

He didn't make any more moves, but stood quietly, looking down at the weapon on his body, his eyes still indifferent.

Grabbing the long sword on his right shoulder with his backhand, he pulled it out little by little with a blank expression.

Everyone's expressions changed.

See what he meant, no pain at all.

"Crack!"

He broke the long sword with disdain and threw it at his feet.

Mo Leng stretched out his right hand, and suddenly grabbed the curved scimitar.

"Boom!"

The curved scimitar was pulled away from Mr. Wuchang's right neck, and flew towards Mo Leng.

only--

Young Master Wuchang suddenly reached out to grab it in the void, and grasped the curved scimitar with vitality.

"Oops!"

Mo Leng's expression suddenly changed.

He felt the power of impermanent son's vitality.

For him, that is a mountain-like existence.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it away.

Slightly tilting his head, Mr. Wuchang's fingers were grasping little by little.

Under his grasp of vitality, the curved scimitar was also twisted and deformed a little bit, and finally turned into a twist.

Mo Leng's eyes were ferocious, and he glared at Young Master Wuchang with hatred.

This is his most handy weapon.

As if sensing his hatred, Mr. Wuchang let go of his hand.

"careful!"

Che felt that something was wrong in his next life.

The curved scimitar twisted into a twist, like a snake sword, suddenly shot at Mo Leng's face.

"Whoosh!"

The speed is as fast as lightning.

Although Mo Leng was on guard, his speed couldn't keep up.

In an instant, the curved scimitar flashed in front of his eyes.

The cold light entered his eyes, and Mo Leng felt the despair of death at that moment.

"Whoosh!"

A red shadow flashed before his eyes.

"Ding!"

The curved scimitar collided with something and was instantly sent flying.

Everyone's expressions were shocked, only to realize that it was a long sword hanging in the air.

"Blood Killing Remnant Sword?!"

Che Nian and Mo Leng called out its name almost at the same time.

Che's heart sank in the next life: "The blood-killing sword?!"

The moment he saw the blood-slaughtering sword, Mr. Wuchang seemed to have been cast with a fixing spell, and stood there motionless.

Dressed in black, with a black scarf covering her face, Gu Ziwan's clothes flowed gracefully and gracefully.

"Young Master Wuchang, are you still alive?! I thought that the sword that year had already killed you..."

Che Laisheng's face was gloomy: "He is not Mr. Wuchang... but a blood corpse refined from Mr. Wuchang!!"

"Blood corpse??"

Gu Ziwan turned to the front of Mr. Wuchang, and only then did he see how unusual he was.

His eyes, as if congested, turned completely red.

In the red eyes, the black pupils looked more ferocious.

(End of this chapter)