Chapter 2143: Ghost

"Crap nonsense, come on."
Zhang Yuxi sighed angrily, and his long whip shook in his hands, attacking Yu Zhen, the offensive was very fierce.
Yu Zhen did not show weakness, waving his sword to attack.
The two of you come and go, but they have different realms, but they are evenly matched. For a moment, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.
The other four early repairers of Zhenfu were physically moved and attacked Chen Yang, Wang Ting, Zhao Ke, and Lin Pinger.
The three daughters Wang Ting, Zhao Ke and Lin Pinger, although not as good as Zhang Yuxi, could not be ranked in the top 100 of Longji College.
But after all, they are elite disciples of Longji College, and their strength is also extraordinary.
They still have the confidence to play against the West Fire cult members of the same rank.
The three women responded to each one, but did not fall into the wind.
At this moment, it seems that Longji College still has some odds.
However, there is a late Xinfu Zhou Xinrong next to him.
Zhou Xinrong just watched from the side, which brought great pressure to Chen Yang's five people.
If she takes a shot, she can finish the battle in minutes.
However, she seems to be self-sustaining, and she also has confidence in Yu Zhen and others, so she did not do it for a short time.
For a time, various moods and magical powers in the sky were dazzling and powerful, and there was a loud noise that cut through the night sky.
The entire cloud city was shaken.
However, during the day, Zhou Xinrong made arrangements for Yunxueya. In order to prevent anyone from seeing the battle, a curfew was imposed on Yunzhong City.
At this moment, the city guards are dispatched, and every family is closed and no one is allowed to come out.
"Hmm ..."
Chen Yang's opponent was a man with a huge scald scar on his left face. His cheeks were very thin, as if there was only a layer of skin. When he laughed, the corner of his mouth cracked, exposing thin yellow teeth, exuding a rancid smell. Very disgusting.
He hovered in front of Chen Yang, holding a palm-sized copper hammer in his hand, and did not rush, but looked at Chen Yang playfully, as if the cat was staring at the mouse.
Although the bronze hammer in his hand is small, it is a three-grained sky weapon.
He turned the copper hammer and said to Chen Yang: "Boy, my name is Xue Tu, do you know how many people's heads have been broken by my little copper hammer?"
"A purple sword!"
Chen Yang was too lazy to make nonsense, snorted coldly, and the sword in his hand was stabbed. In a moment, thirty swordsman's awns were released, which not only attacked the key points of the blood slaughter, but also blocked the blood slaughter route.
However, the blood slaughter had no fear, with a playful expression on his face, holding a small copper hammer in his hand, hurriedly, facing the swordman in front, flying towards Chen Yang.
噗嗤, 噗嗤, 噗嗤 ...
Blood Tu's body was penetrated by Jianmang holes, and there were seventeen holes in the heart, forehead, abdomen, thighs, and majesty.
Strangely enough, no blood came out of these holes.
Moreover, the blood slaughter looked as usual, and there was no trace of pain on his face. He still flew over to Chen Yang and uttered a deep sneer: "Hey ..."
"How is it possible that I can survive with my heart and brain pierced?"
Chen Yang was startled.
Immediately afterwards, through the hole in the blood slaughter, he found that there was no brain in the blood slaughter's brain, and no viscera in the abdominal cavity.
In other words, standing in front of Chen Yang is only a human body composed of skeleton and flesh, not a real person.
"Ghost!"
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and remembered a kind of magic Tao corpse refining technique recorded in the middle.
This corpse-refining technique is not about making dead bodies.
But when a person is about to die, he is made into a special corpse monster, and the internal organs and brain are all corrupted, leaving only the body and consciousness.
This corpse monster is different from the corpse.
The corpse retains only the fighting power in front of it, but does not have any sense of autonomy.
But the corpse monster has the memories of its own life and the self-consciousness.
In other words, the Wraith kept everything from his lifetime and got a strong body with almost no weak points.
However, the Wraith is not without its flaws.
The corpses seem to be exactly the same as humans, but they can't practice advanced, and their bodies will emit rancidity.
In other words, before the blood slaughter was the early period of Zhenfu, then now he has been refined into a corpse monster, and he will always stay in the early period of Zhenfu.
"Unexpectedly, you know the ghouls."
Xue Tu saw Chen Yang lifting the corpse monster, and his face showed an unexpected color.
But he didn't take it seriously, sneer: "But you know it's no use, you can't kill me. In the end, my little copper hammer will smash your head. I really want to see what your mask is What kind of face is it? Are you a woman, just yours, tied up, alas ... "
"Dead monster, do you think you can't die yourself?"
Chen Yang sneered, showing a mockery in his eyes.
When Blood Slaughter was refined into a corpse, the person who refined him at the time naturally told him that the corpse's weakness ~ EbookFREE.me ~ has done a lot of defense against this weakness.
Unless the practitioners who are higher in his realm have shot, otherwise the practitioners in the same level or lower realm, he really doesn't pay attention.
Hearing Chen Yang's words, he dismissed: "The corpse monster does have weaknesses, but you are not enough to break it. Boy, let's accept it, oh ..."
Blood Slaughter made a strange smile, and the small copper hammer in his hand waved out, suddenly, the copper hammer was covered by the black real yuan, and it became as large as a house.
A hand emerged from the top of Blood Slaughter's head.
His perception is obviously very general, and he does not understand the mood, but only understands the general trend.
And now that he has been refined into a corpse monster, it is impossible to elevate the situation to an artistic conception.
However, his strange situation is very rare.
"Bloodfall sky."
Blood Slaughter waved the copper hammer and fell down towards Chen Yang. The blood hand opened wide, wrapped around the smashed hammer of Zhenyuan, making the sledgehammer and very infiltrating.
The hand phantom seemed to be holding the sledgehammer and descending, and the wicked breath hit his face, which made Chen Yang's body feel cold.
Even Zhang Yuxi, Zhao Ke, Wang Ting, and Lin Pinger also felt the power of terror.
The faces of the four women changed dramatically, and they couldn't help glancing at Chen Yang, and found that Chen Yang's opponent, although also in the early days of the real government, was obviously stronger than several other West Fire cult members of the same rank.
They wanted to be rescued, but they were entangled by their opponents in front of them and couldn't help themselves.
"Chen Yang will not die like this."
Zhang Yuxi frowned. From her perspective, she saw Zhou Xinrong standing at the gate of Kunhua Palace.
Her heart sank, even if Chen Yang was alive, there was a real man who was waiting there in the later period. How could five of them fight?