The Ancient Zombie Emperor

Everyone booed and looked at each other. The combat power that Wang Er had displayed was too powerful, all of the Guest Warriors that came to the City Lord's Mansion were slapped into the ground by him, it was truly terrifying.

Some of the martial cultivation with sharp eyes felt a shiver in their hearts, as they had already guessed whether Wang Er was actually Grade Nine Martial Master or not.

As for the people from the City Lord's Mansion, they all looked as if they had eaten a dead child. Their expressions were as ugly as they could get.

"Young Master Song, are you convinced?" Xiao Mu glanced at his and asked.

Song Feiyu clenched his teeth, the anger in his heart surging. But when he looked at Wang Er, the anger was extinguished by him, and he felt powerless in his heart. In the end, Song Feiyu could only lower his head and leave with a pale expression.

He did not want to stay a moment longer in this place that had made him lose all face. Seeing Song Feiyu had left, the lackeys also followed after him. As for the seven Guest Warriors who were buried underground and only exposing their seven heads, they also gave in. After all, the situation was better than the others.

"Senior, we know we're wrong. Let's go around us." The middle-aged man fell down and begged for mercy.

Wang Er squinted his eyes, and said in an enjoyable tone: "What did you guys say? I didn't hear it clearly.

The seven Guest Warriors of the City Lord's Mansion turned red in an instant, but they still went all out and shouted, "Senior, please spare us! We know we were wrong."

"Go!" Wang Er used his foot to slash on the ground.

Suddenly, the ground shook violently, waves of earth surged and rocks broke. The seven City Lords' Mansion's Guest Warriors were saved. They all smiled awkwardly and didn't want to stay here any longer. They turned around and left.

When Yun Lianyu saw this, she was already laughing so hard that the flower branches were trembling, giggling merrily, truly in an extremely flirtatious mood.

"Hehe, little brother Xiao, this is your woman right? This girl is so beautiful, comparable to the most beautiful girl of my generation." Wang Er revealed his two yellow teeth, and laughed.

Xiao Mu's face was covered with black lines and his eyelids jumped.

Yun Lianyu stood up, smiled coquettishly, and walked over. She exhaled like an orchid, and with a rather dubious appearance, she said: "Little man, remember our agreement."

With that, she left.

Looking at the beautiful figure that was walking away, Xiao Mu revealed a responsible expression. Wang Er's eyes lit up as he asked in a gossipy voice, "What kind of agreement?"

Xiao Mu's expression darkened once again. He ordered Wang Er to do what he had to do when there was nothing left to do. After that, he left the Hanshui Pavilion. This Nantu City had a lot of fun to play with as early as possible, ever since he obtained his physical body, he had always been angry with this ever-changing world.

Thinking about Drunken Flower Hall's Xiao Cui, Wang Er's tiger body trembled, revealing a vulgar smile, he quickly rushed back to the Drunken Flower Hall.

The spectator also dispersed. Xiao Mu moved his feet and left the place. When they reached the corner of the alley, Xiao Mu's eyebrows deeply knitted together. Relying on that pure Spiritual Power, Xiao Mu felt more and more that sinister aura that was secretly following him.

This caused his heart to tremble. This shadow that was secretly following him, was proficient at concealing his own presence, if not for the Spiritual Power that Xiao Mu created, he wouldn't have been able to sense it.

A cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes as he turned around and entered another alley. The young man wearing a mask with a grimace followed closely behind. When Xiao Mu stepped to the side, he suddenly burst forth and a cold light appeared!

Unexpectedly, Xiao Mu acted even faster than him, his golden right leg swept out, a golden light shone, sweeping onto his chest.

The young man wearing the ghost mask instantly fell back three or four steps. Clutching his chest, he looked at Xiao Mu with a shocked expression, and asked: "How did you discover me?"

"The people of the Corpse Sect are all troublesome brats, it really gives me a headache." Xiao Mu said with a smile that was not a smile.

"Humph, ever since you killed our first person, we have never stopped fighting you!" The youth wearing a ghost mask said.

This caused Xiao Mu to shiver. He thought to himself, it seems that the woman from the Corpse Sect I killed had an extraordinary identity in the Corpse Sect. Not only was he not normal, but the woman was the lover of the Corpse Sect's Third Clan Elder and the woman's bewitching skills were also amazing, bewitching the Third Clan Elder so much that she fell over for it.

When he found out that his lover had been killed, the Third Elder was enraged. When he thought of how he could no longer enjoy that charming body, he couldn't help but feel angry.

That's why there were so many disciples of the Corpse Sect who came to kill him in a rush.

If Xiao Mu found out about a woman he killed, he would definitely drag out a Third Elder.

"Give me your life!" The youth wearing the ghost mask coldly rebuked. A cold aura that was as cold as a demon from hell exploded out, causing the air to turn cold and the temperature to drop by quite a bit.

Cold air burst out. A dagger came from a tricky angle, emitting a terrifyingly cold light.

Just as it was about to hit Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu's figure flashed and dodged the dagger. The young man wearing the ghost mask had a calm expression. He turned his dagger around, and like a maggot attached to bone, he stabbed at Xiao Mu's body, almost brushing past his skin.

was shocked. This was a person whose assassination technique was so profound that it was at the level of Dominating Refinement, if it wasn't for the Spiritual Power sensing the dagger's trajectory ahead of time, even if it was his Level Eight Martial Master, a bloody hole would have appeared.

The two of them had been fighting in the alley for more than ten moves, each of them extremely dangerous. This youth wearing a ghost mask could be said to be the natural king of assassinations.

Concealment, Phantom Strike!

The teenager with the ghost mask roared. When he suddenly received the news, a stream of blood Qi surged out from the dagger in his hand, the blood light was extremely terrifying, a ghost image appeared, releasing a sinister scream, and a sinister Qi pounced towards Xiao Mu.

The dagger pierced over, right into the center of Xiao Mu's brows!

Rumble rumble rumble!

Xiao Mu took a step back, opened up his Immortal Refinement Domain, and released the cold energy, causing the dagger's attack to become sluggish. Then, the space split apart as a cold light flashed. A terrifying cutting force burst forth as the dagger was sent flying. A bloody wound appeared on the youth's waist that wore the mask of a ghost, and scarlet blood flowed out.

"Die!" The young man with the ghost mask shouted. He did not care about his injuries anymore and fought with his life on the line. Two daggers made of spirit energy shot out, aiming straight at Xiao Mu's face.

Facing this sudden attack, Xiao Mu was startled, but immediately after, the diabolic body opened, the blood of myriad nether demons began to boil, a demonic Qi surged out, the black light engulfed the area and drowned the dagger. In an instant, the two daggers made a crisp clanging sound as if they were real daggers stabbing into an iron plate.

The two daggers stabbed into Xiao Mu, but only penetrated a few inches into his body, cutting his flesh and causing blood to leak out.

Even so, this was enough to make him proud. Within the same age group, there were very few people who could break Xiao Mu's diabolic body.

The youth wearing the ghost mask, on the other hand, was greatly alarmed. His life-and-death blow had only managed to cut open the flesh of his opponent. Just how freakish was his fleshly body? For a moment, he was shocked.