Reborn Zombie Supreme

"He admires two people in his life..."

Yan Hong straightened the table, put down the bowl, and then grabbed the chair and gently pulled it. Although the chair was pulled down, a big hole was broken in the wall, and dirt and gravel fell out.

"One is called Lin Jiu"

"My name is Yan Chixia." Yan Hong's expression changed and her voice became lazier.

"Have you finished your retreat?"

"Our cultivation is really a coincidence. We have ghost elixir and golden elixir at the same time, and we can practice one by one... If you don't practice, you won't be able to catch up with him."

"I'll start practicing after I've been busy for a while."

"I thought you could only serve tea and pour water, but I didn't expect you to observe so carefully? He caused a lot of trouble, and it's time to run away. You go on, I'm practicing..." The lazy voice disappeared.

"The people he admires can only die in his hands."

But that lazy voice suddenly appeared again: "Heroes cherish heroes? Come on, why do I feel that he is going after the ghost king?"

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Zhejiang, in the dense forest.

Ten miles of green cypresses were replaced with broken wood, leaving only wooden piles one by one, and the whole area was bare.

Under the moonlight, the bearded man sat cross-legged in the sword circle, meditating with his eyes closed.

The sword reflected the moonlight, making people dizzy.

"Hey hey hey~"

Strange laughter came from all directions.

A slight "bang" sound was no more than a person shaking his clothes.

Black mist condensed behind the sword circle, and the stinky black claws with bloody water clawed at Yan Chixia's back.

A sword flew up of its own accord as if it were alive. The sword turned half a circle, and the tip of the sword clanked along the black mist and knocked away the ghost claw.

"Hehehe~, Yan Chixia, how long can you hold on?" The weirdo grabbed his palm and retreated.

"Hmph, it's enough to kill you!"

Yan Chixia suddenly opened her eyes and shouted "Prajnaparamita!" A mouthful of blood spurted into her palm, turning into a Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish.

Turn the back of your hand and slap it away with your palm.

Bang!

A thunder pillar flew out from Yan Chixia's palm, and it was so fast that it was like a thunder gun that got in front of the weirdo, but "poof~" it hit the smoke and became a thunder flower.

But there was a flying sword hidden in the lightning. When the lightning dispersed, it happened to appear in front of the strange man's face.

Unfortunately, just like hundreds of times before.

The sword passed through the strange man's body, plunged into the distant forest, cut off more than a dozen thick trees more than ten miles away, and shot into a cliff before disappearing.

If someone holds a lantern and looks closely at the cliff, he can see that there are densely packed holes on the cliff, hundreds of them!

Horses passing by will be frightened and their legs will weaken. Scholars must feel enlightened when they come here.

There are fewer and fewer swords in the sword circle, and Yan Chixia's mana has been exhausted to the extreme.

"Hey hey hey hey~" He kept laughing strangely.

"Bah! I didn't expect to die in the hands of such a bastard!" Yan Chixia spat out blood in displeasure.

"Hey hey hey" the weirdo was still laughing, he was teasing Yan Chixia like playing with crickets and making fun of Yan Chixia.

The more anxious Yan Chixia is, the happier he will be.

"Big Beard, how did you get to this point?"

Bang!

It was as if a heavy hammer hit from the sky. The wind sank like a heavy mountain, and the smoke surrounding Yan Chixia was blown away in an instant.

The smoke gathered, and the weirdo looked at the visitor. Although he was still grinning, he could no longer laugh.

"Is the city lord killed in vain?" The voice sounded hoarse, like a cat scratching the door.

"Oh? Have you heard of me?"

He fell slowly.

The wind swept aside the surrounding trees, providing a place to stand.

"He's a bit embarrassed with his big beard." He Cheng grinned as he looked at Yan Chixia, who was vomiting blood and was seriously injured.

It wasn't often that Yan Chixia was deflated.

"Bah, is this the Yakuza?" Yan Chixia refused to accept it. She grabbed her sword and stood up reluctantly, pulling off the leaves on her head. "I can kill him with one sword!"

"Hehehe~" The weirdo started laughing again, but he did not refute Yan Chixia.

No one would get angry with a dying person, let alone a defeated general.

However, his eyes were focused on He Cheng and he nodded, "It should be you. You were the one who went to Gujian Villa some time ago, right?"

"Are you the Shanxi Ghost King who was just released?"

He Cheng seemed casual, but in fact his spirit was as tense as a bowstring.

"Level 8.9-Ghost King"

The ability to trick Yan Chixia until she was seriously injured should be above Zhong Kui's.

"Yangnu, is it in your hands?" The ghost king opened his mouth, with two rows of shark fangs on top and bottom, more than twenty teeth in one row, which was more disgusting than a zombie.

His tongue flicked past the sharp teeth, which even scratched his tongue.

Pa da~

The saliva mixed with the blood from his own tongue dripped onto the ground.

The Ghost King grinned widely, black air flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and his throat made a "ho-ho" sound, like a knife being sharpened.

"Hohohohohoho~, hand over, Yangnu! Spare you, don't die!"

He was already murderous.

"Yangnu?"

He Cheng briefly recalled that Yang Nu only had Gu Mengxue.

When he brought Yang Nu Gu Mengxue to the vicinity of Gujian Villa, he put her down where she was without caring about Gu Mengxue's life or death.

He also grinned, showing his zombie teeth "It's over here!"

The ghost king's power is greatly enhanced. He must have a yin and yang to harmonize with his yin and yang, so that his magic power can be greatly improved.

If he really gets Yang Nu, he will also reach the level of immortal. Then... He Cheng will really have his only way out.

Boom!

As He Cheng stamped his feet, the ground was torn in half by the strange force, and he reached the Ghost King in the blink of an eye.

The arms are straightened, and the waist is as straight as if it were tied to a wooden board.

At this time, He Cheng was like that low-level zombie slaying, leaping four or five feet, pinching with both hands.

The Ghost King bent his waist and clawed upwards like iron crutches. The claws he lifted and scratched hit He Cheng's claws that came down, just like the raised Square Heavenly Halberd hit the pumpkin hammer coming down low.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dang-dang!”

Wipe out bright sparks.

There was another "bang", and the Ghost King's legs were immediately pressed into the soil, making him half shorter!

He Cheng clenched his fists with both hands. Although he could use swords, guns, swords and halberds, as well as rakes and crutches, the move that penetrated his bones was still the sledgehammer.

Level the mountain with one blow!

Boom!

The Ghost King suddenly turned into a black mist and dispersed. He Cheng punched the air and fell to the ground.

Under the fist is a deep pit as big as a small pond.

"You can't kill him, hehe~"

The black mist turned into the Ghost King again in the distance. He was convinced that he was sure to win. The zombies had a single attack method. How could they kill him?

"If you want to kill someone else, I can't. But killing you..."

He Cheng turned around and disappeared, and opened his mouth suddenly when he threw himself in front of the Ghost King.

Half of the black mist was bitten by him in an instant!

"...You!" The Ghost King swayed and gathered his ghost body.

He Cheng's throat squirmed and he had already swallowed half of the Ghost King's body.

"Experience +200000!"

"Your tricks are of no use to me." Although the Ghost King turned into black mist and was invincible and unharmed, if it got into He Cheng's belly, no matter what magical powers you had, you would definitely die!

With his soul damaged and his magic power greatly reduced, the Ghost King turned around to escape, but hundreds of flying swords had already flown in, blocking his way.

"Hiccup~"

Another level up.

He Cheng patted his chest with satisfaction, "This ghost tastes really bad!"

Ugh~~~~

Yan Chixia grabbed the Xuanyuan Divine Sword and stood up, turned around slightly, and the tip of the sword drew a spark.

Sparks splashed into the broken wood and leaves, instantly igniting the pile of wood.

The fire started from behind Yan Chixia, and the flames jumped ten feet high. They were already in a sea of ​​fire.

"Ahem."

Where does the sword point?

"You want a fight?"

"I never thought you could become a Buddha, even though you have such a special Buddhist nature!" Yan Chixia raised her sleeves to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, squinting and said, "This battle will determine victory or defeat, and it will also determine life and death!"

"If I wait a few more days, you will still die."

Hearing what He Cheng said, Yan Chixia raised her head and laughed, and asked him, "You want to wait?"

"No wait!"