The divine corpse was as fast as the wind and invaded like fire, making Tietang repelled before he could react.

"This speed...no wonder Brother Dao is not an opponent."

Although Tietang retreated, he was not in a hurry.

The wind of the divine corpse fist is fast, and it is indeed powerful and full of boundless corpse energy, with the power to destroy and destroy the dead.

This kind of attack was completely unbearable by Li Geng's body.

But who is Tietang?

The body penetrates a thousand acupoints, and the essence and blood all over the body absorb a large amount of heaven and earth's vitality, and the blood drips like a grinding, refining the domain to form a realm.

He could easily penetrate Li Geng's fist, but could not hurt him so easily.

His way of cultivation is completely different from today's era. He is a method of ancient giants, specializing in physical body, and even his soul is integrated into the physical body and used for the physical body.

All the great powers here... are far beyond today's times.

"roar!"

The corpse roared at the moon, with sharp fangs and a green light shining, like a world-class demon.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He stepped on the void and forced Tietang again with the strong rotten corpse aura.

This scene under the moon is extremely strange and creepy.

Feng Bingyao, who was pressing the brigade on the side, couldn't bear it and wanted to help Tietang to help him avoid repeating Li Geng's mistakes.

But at this moment.

Titong rolled, stopped the decline, pinched the magic seal with his right hand, and his body dissipated like a dream bubble.

No matter how fast the corpse is, it is not as fast as it can fly to steer this ancient magical power.

If we talk about small-scale maneuvers, there is no one in the world who can surpass this magical power.

Seeing Tietang disappear, Wang Hai, who had his arms wrapped around his chest in the distance, suddenly his eyebrows were beating wildly.

He realized in an instant that something was wrong.

"Um?"

"What kind of magical power is this?"

"No, he came for me."

Wang Hai is also a genius with no qualifications. Before Tietang's attack arrived, he was the first to notice and recall the sacred corpse while fleeing elsewhere.

Only one breath has passed.

Where he left, Titang appeared, his hands and ten fingers were covered with blue veins, like lacquer and ink.

The corpse gas swarmed in, and the smell was unpleasant.

Tietang frowned slightly, knowing that the corpse had arrived.

His original intention was to capture the thief first, and to overcome the obstacle of the divine corpse, and to directly take down Wang Hai.

But the true teachings of Wuji Sect are not easy to deal with.

Every genius in the world has his own outstanding features and is definitely not an opponent that can be defeated easily.

Bang!

This time Titang did not retreat again, and turned around and fought against the divine corpse fist. Then he used the golden snake's silk hand to completely snatch the divine corpse in front of him like he was treating Gou Zhen.

Hu~ Hu~ Hu~

When they got closer, the corpse was clearly audible whenever they breathed out, and the stench was unbearable and the corpse was vicious.

These black smoke-like corpse gases penetrated into Tietang's nose, ears, and even pores around his body, trying to corrode his body.

"Does the ghostly body dare to offend my pure Yang treasure body?" Tietang shook his blood and the yang and strong blood qi penetrated his body. Not only did he disperse all the corpse qi, but he also hurt the body of the gods, forcing him to tremble as if he was struck by lightning.

Take this opportunity.

Tietang's two dragon-like arms burst out with great force, and they wanted to break the arms of the corpse.

boom!

There was a loud bang in the void.

But there is no sound of broken tendons and fractures.

Tietang's back-wrenching did not achieve the expected effect. The body of the divine corpse was really indestructible and comparable to his.

Puchi~

The sacred corpse was wrapped around Tietang's arms, but the head fell heavily on Tietang's neck like an evil tiger.

Two three-foot fangs were like green sharp edges, and they actually pierced the defenses of Tietang and kept injecting evil corpse poison.

"Hiss~"

Titang was too tentacle to touch, and it was extremely painful. The neck seemed to be corroded by sulfuric acid, and the epidermis quickly rotted, and even the blood turned into black blood.

"Why is my body...so weak?"

Tietang kicked the green dragon out of the cave and kicked the corpse away directly. He retreated dozens of feet in succession, sensing his current physical strength.

It turned out that he had drawn 218 drops of essence and blood in his heart before, and it was impossible for so many new blood to be born in a short period of time, and his strength had long been affected.

"It's really not the time..."

The divine corpse approached again, and would not leave Tietang with a chance to breathe. It was determined to suppress Tietang on the spot with its unparalleled body.

The struggle has been going on until now.

With Feng Bingyao's vision and insight, he has already recognized the origin of this divine corpse.

"Wuji Sect is a good method. He dares to refine the body of an immortal as a zombie, but isn't he afraid of arousing public anger?"

The corpse in front of me is the corpse of a past immortal god. Even though his power decreases after death, he still has terrifying strength.

Wang Hai was waving a fan in the distance to cool off, making him feel relaxed and comfortable.

"I, Wuji Sect, roamed the world, have I ever been afraid of the so-called public anger?"

"That's true."

"It's already a rat crossing the street, no matter how bad it is."

Feng Bingyao is as cold as an iceberg on weekdays, but she is not a taciturn person. Instead, she speaks very cleverly. Her words make Wang Hai shatter the palm fan in her hand.

"If you have time to anger me here, you might as well go and save your companion, he can't stop Shiba for how long."

Feng Bingyao was indeed moved when she heard this.

The situation of fighting between one person and one corpse in the field was very obvious, and Tietang was obviously at a complete disadvantage.

Bang!

The sacred corpse called Shiba used fists and feet, his hands were like steel knives, his feet were full of the moon, and he hit several times in a row to knock Tietang back again.

"After all, it's dead, the tricks of the donkey are exhausted."

The scene of Titang is not good, but it is actually secretly peeking at the dead energy and the movement of Yin energy in the corpse of the god.

After more than a dozen rounds, Tietang was enough to find out the details of the sacred corpse.

He jumped out of thin air, and the golden light spread his body, and suddenly turned into a six-meter-long golden body. The Blood Character Technique was used to penetrate the whole body with a huge amount of new blood.

"Behead you first!"

Tietang looked at the corpse, and his hands were circulating with ten fingers of Shura's broken prison fingers, densely covered with blue veins and full of bone energy.

He used his flying figure to support the traces and came to the back of the corpse. He had a plan to penetrate his ears and penetrated his mind.

Puchi! Puchi!

The rotten black blood slid down the fingers of the tiger.

But the sacred corpse is a dead object, without any pain, and is not afraid of death. Instead, it seems that it has found an opportunity. The two arms twisted strangely, and the one-foot-long blue-black nails are like divine swords, which are inserted into the dantian without hesitation.

Scream!

After all, it was the body of a fairy god in the past. Tietang felt a severe pain in his abdomen. His pale face, which had lost the essence and blood in his heart, turned pale again.

But he ignored everything, his hands were like flowers, and he made dozens or hundreds of fingerprints in an instant, piercing the holes all over the body of the divine corpse and penetrated the moonlight.

This kind of injury should have no effect on a zombie.

But how is Shura's cessation of the mortal world?

The so-called meaning of severance is to be good at using the strongest means of pointing out the surface. With one point, you can hurt the whole.

It is like a lush ancient tree. If it cuts off its underground roots, it looks like nothing serious on the surface, but in fact it has already hurt the roots and just waits for decay.

With the help of the martial arts heavenly eyes, Tietang observed an important node in the movement of the dead energy and the yin energy in the divine corpse. This series of finger marks fell to the most critical point.

Click!

The corpse's arms suddenly softened and penetrated weakly on Tietang's abdomen. The head was tilted to one side, and the fangs were facing the air.

Tietang held the head of the sacred corpse with both hands, and twisted his hands without hesitation.

Crack!

Bone breaks and neck bones are broken.

Shiba's head was twisted down by him and kicked Wang Hai in the distance.

"What other means?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Hai was shocked.
To be continued...