My Master is Lin Zhengying

Like a cannonball, it pointed at the three of them.

This time, the speed is extremely fast.

Come here and see a black mist.

Nan Chen secretly thought that it was not good, the opponent wanted to kill him with one blow.

Nan Chen immediately shouted:

"Everyone be careful!"

After speaking, run the profound energy.

He raised the Tianxuan gossip mirror and irradiated it in the direction where the three corpses were coming.

The golden light erupted, and bursts of intense yang aura oscillated.

But the difference in rank made Nan Chen's attack very pale.

The three corpses snorted coldly, and their bodies suddenly changed direction.

The golden light irradiated by the Tianxuan gossip mirror directly hit an empty space.

When he wanted to make another shot, it was too late.

Because of the three corpses, they have already arrived in front of Nan Chen.

Even Nan Chen could clearly see the ferocious white face of the other party.

The eyes of the three corpse demon Daoshu were full of killing intent.

Suddenly roared:

"go to hell!"

Before the words were finished, the black staff with the skeleton in the opponent's hand had already been raised.

Facing Nan Chen's forehead, he slammed it down.

All this happened too fast.

Almost between lightning and flint, let alone dodge and resist.

He didn't even have a chance to raise his hand.

Qiusheng Wencai at the side, let alone help.

Even just turned his eyeballs and saw such a scene.

In an instant, the hearts of all three were chilled.

Being hit by the opponent's stick, the head must be smashed to pieces.

Is there still a possibility of survival?

The faces of the three showed despair and horror.

In his mouth, he didn't even have time to make a sound.

Nan Chen, who was involved, felt his scalp numb and his whole body was cold.

"It's over, am I done like this?"

At that moment, Nan Chen felt a lot of unwillingness.

However, the gap in strength is too great.

He could only helplessly, watching the opponent's weapon hit his head.

Heart, a kind of indifference and despair.

Power, too much lack of power.

I am still too weak...

On the other hand, the three corpses and the demonic way seemed extremely excited at this moment.

Back then, he and his late wife wanted to use paper to paste mandarin ducks in exchange for Nan Chen.

But Nan Chen saw through, and knew that Nan Chen was a disciple of Uncle Jiu.

Ninth Uncle's prestige is very resounding in this area.

The three corpses did not want to offend Uncle Jiu, so they let the weaker Nan Chen go.

It was useless, so I left.

But who knows, afterward Nan Chen brought the Taoist priest with four eyes and the returned Uncle Jiu to surround him and his wife.

Naturally, the two of them can't defeat Jiu Shu and Si Mu in terms of morality and deeds.

As a result, his wife was killed and he escaped with serious injuries.

Therefore, this beam is so knotted.

In the end, the Tao of the Three Corpses attributed their hatred to Nan Chen more.

He thinks that Nan Chen doesn't know good from bad.