Urban Witcher

Hou Qing looked at this scene with a playful smile on his face, but he did not change his tactics and continued to use illusions to besiege the three more intensively.

The three of them moved forward with difficulty, and when they were still some distance away, Ye Shaoyang suddenly took out a handful of copper beans and hit them in front of them.

"Taishang Laojun is as urgent as a law! God-given divine power, cast beans into soldiers!"

Although it is only a middle-level spell, but when cast with Ye Shaoyang's strength, its power is still extraordinary. It smashed several zombies in front of him in an instant, cleared a space, and Ye Shaoyang immediately rushed over, found out the soul hook, and circulated his qi. The whip was pulled down, and all the zombies in a line were blown away, and at the next moment, Sibao rushed over with a tacit understanding, and came to Houqing.

All this happened in an instant, and the distance was quite well mastered——

According to the normal logic, they would have to get closer before making a move. Hou Qing watched them approach, and was already prepared, secretly guessing the time of their action, but it turned out to be earlier.

This is also a manifestation of Ye Shaoyang's unreasonable playing of cards. In battle, he can always surprise and disrupt the opponent's plan, even if the opponent is Houqing, it is no exception.

Faced with the Four Treasures who suddenly appeared in front of him, Hou Qing was also taken aback for a moment, his hands kept moving, and he was still performing illusions. Sibao smiled at him, an arhat with nine heads and eighteen arms suddenly floated above his head, and after a spin, the most substantial figure on one side bent down and grabbed Hou Qing's shoulders with both hands.

Wei Tuotian!

Sibao used the technique of visualization of the heavens to visualize Wei Tuotian, combined with the golden body Arhat to form a more terrifying god, which can be regarded as his strongest method.

Facing the ferocious Wei Tuotian, Hou Qing shrank his pupils, and suddenly opened his mouth, with a huge eyeball in his mouth, shooting out a red light, entwining Wei Tuotian.

"Damn! You're so strong, do it quickly!" Sibao shouted, gritted his teeth, and poured more qi into Wei Tuotian's phantom. All ten fingers fell into his flesh and blood.

Green corpse water flowed out from the wound.

Still smiling, Hou Qing said, "If you are really Wei Tuotian, I would rather fight you, but you are not a real god..."

After finishing speaking, he raised both hands, palms like knives, and chopped towards Wei Tuotian's head.

"boom!"

The whip fell from the sky, turned around from behind, and wrapped around his neck.

"Come here!" Ye Shaoyang pulled hard, but he couldn't pull Hou Qing over, but his body still swayed.

Hou Qing's hands became dull, and he cut off Wei Tuotian's head.

"ah……"

Sibao covered his head with his hands and let out a scream. Wei Tuotian was an illusion he had imagined, and it was not real. It was no big deal to have his head cut off, but Sibao's consciousness was injured because of it, as if someone I beat it hard in my consciousness, this pain is no less than physical damage.

However, what he did just now bought time for Ye Shaoyang, and tied Hou Qing's neck with the hook.

After Hou Qing seriously injured the Four Treasures, he went to untie the seductive rope around his neck with both hands. Ye Shaoyang was waiting for him to do this, and with a flick of the hook, he also wrapped his hands around him, pulling them tightly and straightening them.

Hou Qing was obviously stunned for a moment, his expression frightened, corpse aura erupted all over his body, twisting the seductive rope creakingly.

It won't break the hook, will it?

A trace of worry flashed through Ye Shaoyang's heart, but he couldn't take care of it anymore. He turned around and came behind Hou Qing, and in a split second pasted a dark gold talisman on his shoulder and on top of his head. Turning 180 degrees, the mouth opened towards Ye Shaoyang, and the eyeball that grew in the mouth appeared again, covered with a layer of yellow film, and opened towards him suddenly.

Ye Shaoyang subconsciously wanted to dodge, when suddenly, a sword stabbed from behind, pierced into the eyeball with a puff, the aura on the sword was still roasting the black corpse water oozing out of the eyeball.

Wu Jiawei's Zangfeng Sword.

The moment the sword was inserted into Houqing's mouth, Wu Jiawei rushed to him like a shadow and pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the edge of the sword could not advance an inch.

At the same time, under Ye Shaoyang's incantation, three dark gold talismans burned together, and the three were all burning heaven talismans. They burned together, bursting into flames that soared into the sky, wrapping Hou Qing's body tightly in the middle.

However, Ziwei Tianhuo is harmless to the human body. Wu Jiawei seized the opportunity, rushed into the fire, shouted, and stabbed Jianfeng from Houqing's mouth obliquely, until it was inserted into the head, and stirred vigorously—the zombie's What the soul uses to control the body is the brain, as long as the head is destroyed, the zombie will die.

Although this is the experience of dealing with ordinary zombies, Hou Qing is a zombie king, no one knows if he follows this rule, after all, no one has ever killed a corpse king (there are only three corpse kings in total, if you want to kill it, you have to pay), but The situation is critical, and we can only try it according to the rules we have mastered.

After churning Houqing's head into a pile of paste by instinct, Wu Jiawei retreated to Ye Shaoyang's side, and Sibao also came over, watching Houqing who was covered in flames crashing down, corpse gas continued to flow from the scorched skin When it came out, instead of extinguishing the fire, it became the fuel of Ziwei Skyfire, which burned with crackling noises.

The three of them stared at Houqing who was lying on the ground with wide eyes. After a long while, Sibao murmured, "Isn't he dead?"

Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes, "If he can die like this, then this corpse king will be in vain."

Although the three of them cooperated tacitly, as in many battles in the past, they attacked by surprise, and then cooperated with each other to seriously injure the opponent and resolve the battle in the shortest possible time, but... the battle was resolved so quickly that even he himself could not dare to believe.

After the fire was extinguished, the three of them looked intently, and Hou Qing bent over and lay on the ground, his whole body was black and burned into a pile of black charcoal, and he remained motionless for a long time.

Sibao boldly bent down, touched the back of Houqing's head, measured his breath, raised his head and said to Ye Shaoyang: "Oh no, I'm really dead now, I'm out of breath."

Wu Jiawei was puzzled and said, "Isn't it good to die, why is it bad?"

"Nonsense, Leng Yu is still in his hands, who can go to him when he dies?"

Wu Jiawei was speechless.

Ye Shaoyang stared at Houqing's corpse, and said, "Impossible, you can kill the corpse king in two or three strokes, do you think all three of us are Da Luo Jinxian?"

"I also think it's impossible, but I'm really out of breath!" Sibao spread his hands.

Xiao Jiu and Bi Qing also flew over one after another, and Ye Shaoyang asked them for help.

"I don't know either." Xiao Jiu frowned, "I don't know much about the Corpse King, and I haven't fought him before."

Everyone guarded Houqing's body,