After returning to the corpse tribe, Su Yang lived in the mausoleum like always without leaving the house. As for how to promote the joining the corpse force, Su Yang knew that he didn't need to work hard at all, and he could handle it himself. At most, he would just walk outside with the corpse for a few times. The fool would know that the relationship between the two sides was very close.

As expected, Su Yang didn't have to worry about it at all. The corpse was even more eager to spread the news than Su Yang. Soon, all living zombies of all sizes of the entire corpse tribe knew about Su Yang's joining the corpse camp.

The momentum is just the beginning. When the publicity reaches a certain level, the corpse will notify Su Yang that he can challenge the corpse leader.

challenge?

No, Su Yang never took the corpse leader seriously, so this so-called challenge did not exist in his eyes.

The next day, Su Yang's spiritual consciousness entered the small world and immediately heard a tragic scream. At a glance, he saw Jian Wanli being beaten up by Zhan Ping'an, which was so miserable.

Especially after sensing Su Yang's spiritual consciousness entered the small world, Jian Wanli immediately stretched out his hand and shouted: "Save me, master, I know..."

"Come back!" Before Jian Wanli finished shouting a word, he was caught by Zhan Ping'an. He pressed it on the ground and beat him up again until he spurted blood on the spot, and he tilted his head and fainted.

Zhan Ping'an didn't care about that much. He smiled fiercely and took out a pill, and was about to wake Jian Wanli up and continue to beat him.

But at this time, Su Yang reached out to stop Zhan Ping'an, not because he was soft-hearted, and seemed to have other purposes. He smiled with an evil smile: "Well, I've been beating for a few days, let him sleep for a while now. I happen to have something to do now."

Zhan Ping'an stretched his waist very comfortably and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm so tired of always beating someone. It's time to change my taste. Tell me, who do you want me to beat up?"

Su Yang said laughing and crying: "How do you know I'm going to fight with you?"

Zhan Ping'an curled his lips and said, "I'm not a person who is worried, so you definitely don't discuss matters when you come to me. Only when you fight will you think of me as soon as possible."

Su Yang did not continue to talk nonsense, nodded and smiled, "Beat the corpse leader, are you interested?"

Zhan Ping'an's eyes glowed on the spot, giving people the feeling that they were powered up in an instant. He nodded happily and joyfully and said, "Okay, when? I'm ready at any time."

Without saying a word, Su Yang pulled Zhan Ping'an away from the small world, pointed to the gate of the mausoleum room, and Xie Yi smiled and said, "It's now!"

Zhan Ping'an immediately got ready to grin and grinned. The two little tiger teeth flashed with a sensational cold light, and the desire to fight had instantly increased to the extreme.

The next moment, Zhan Ping'an, who had completely entered a state of excitement, swept out like a strong wind, stepping down step by step, and the entire mausoleum room was trembling endlessly.

Boom... Zhan Ping'an rushed out of the mausoleum room almost in a very violent manner, swept his sharp eyes, grabbed a female corpse tribe and asked, "Slave's subordinate?"

Most women in the Corpse tribe are ruled by the Corpse tribe. The other party seemed to know that Corpse tribe and Su Yang reached a cooperative relationship. Zhan Ping'an is often with Su Yang. Now, facing Zhan Ping'an's inquiry, he immediately replied in a terrified manner: "Yes, I don't know what's wrong with the distinguished guest?"

Zhan Ping'an was almost unable to suppress his desire to fight, and said with an extremely ferocious face: "Now, tell me where the corpse leader is."

The female corpse tribe subconsciously replied: "Because the holy land is about to open, Lord Zi Ke Kui should now preside over the work in the charity house and be prepared to enter the holy land."

Zhan Ping'an grinned and once again, and without saying a word, he turned around and left. He rolled over the top of the Yizhuang Village like a god, falling from the sky and smashing hard in front of the Yizhuang Village.

Boom... The earth was trembling fiercely, and the graves around were blown up. The coffin lids were rushed into the air, scaring the living zombies to hide and dare not show their heads. They stared at Zhan Ping'an in great fear in the shadows.

What's going on?

The zombies were as scared as if they were thinking about what Zhan Ping'an wanted to do, Zhan Ping'an was already in aroused fighting spirit, his eyes were like lightning, and he shouted: "Corpsy, I'll give you three breaths, get out!"

"Looking for death!" Faced with Zhan Ping'an's amazing appearance and momentum, several subordinates of the corpse leader scolded him angrily and prepared to leave Zhan Ping'an.

"Get out!" Zhan Ping'an was not talking about the corpse leader at all. He swept across his legs and swept away these living zombies directly. There was no suspense in the whole process.

The next moment, after sweeping away the corpse leader, Zhan Ping'an clenched his five fingers and pulled his fists, and bombarded Xiang Yizhuang with the momentum of bombarding the sky.

It’s so barbaric and so decisive. Three breaths are the time for three breaths. Since you don’t want to come out, you’ll be blasting out hard.

For a moment, the wind was strong and the power was overwhelming. Zhan Ping'an, who had not had a happy battle for a long time, was suppressed. At this moment, it was a beast that released the gate cage. After the punch was blown out, the entire charity village could no longer bear the power of Zhan Ping'an. It shattered with the sound of crackling, and exploded into pieces of thumb-sized fragments, and opened from all directions.

The zombies in the charity village were immediately smashed and fell, with very few able to stand, but the corpse leader was obviously one of them. He looked like a demon in an angry state, staring at Zhan Ping'an with sharp eyes and shouting: "Does the jumping clown from there think he has long life?"

Finally, when I saw the corpse leader, Zhan Ping'an's still suppressed fighting spirit could no longer be controlled. It poured out like a flood, faintly manifesting into a strange phenomenon, allowing the clouds from all directions to move, causing the wind and the air to rush in all directions to be ignited by the fighting spirit like fire, presenting a distorted state of anxiety.

Witnessing such a stunning momentum, the corpse looked extremely calm on the surface, but a sensation surged deep in his heart. He realized that it might be difficult to be good today, so he didn't say anything more nonsense. With his right hand and his five fingers, he saw an extremely luxurious grave exploded in the distance, and a heavy sword of Yanyue fell into his hand.

"I am actually the most merciful person. Since you are bewitched by the corpse and are determined to die, I will fulfill you today." As soon as the corpse leader finished speaking, his muscles exploded like a volcano, and his skin was covered with layers of dark gold, looking like a cast of gold, majestic, like a god-general.

Unfortunately, the so-called image does not mean that in front of the real blood descendants of the God of War, these are still far from enough.

"Is this only thing that lip service? You disappointed me too much!" Zhan Ping'an's fighting spirit seemed unable to rise as high as before, as if he was explaining a certain fact, staring at the corpse with pity and shook his head slightly, very unhappy.

This deeply stimulated the corpse leader, the leader of the three sons of the corpse clan, and the second-person of the corpse clan, was so despised that he could not bear it.

"Looking for death!" In a rage, the corpse leader suddenly had a murderous intent, and his whole body was filled with corpse energy like a sea. He raised the Yanyue Sword and chopped off Zhan Ping'an's head with a fierce knife.

The amazing power is as fast as the speed, and the sword slashing trajectory that implies a trace of the mysterious nature of the Heavenly Way. The power contained in this sword may be able to easily cut in half even a mountain.

But Zhan Ping'an is not a mountain, she is a god.

Clang... Zhan Ping'an stood there motionless, allowing the corpse leader to slash over his head with a knife. The moment the knife and his forehead collided, sparks flew everywhere on the spot, and a deafening metal hitting sound broke out.

In an instant, Zhan Ping'an did not move, but the Yanyue sword in the corpse Kui's hand was trembling constantly. This trembling also caused the corpse Kui's hands, arms, and even the entire upper body to be numbed, trembling slightly violently.

What!?

The corpse tribes watching the battle around were all shocked, and the corpse leader couldn't help but feel shocked. How much does it take to exercise his body to withstand such an offensive, but he was still indifferent and motionless.

"Die!" The corpse leader was shocked and angry, and his murderous intent mixed with fear became more powerful. He danced the Yanyue sword in his hand like a mad demon. The Yanyue sword weighing 36,000 pounds was as light as nothing in his hand, flying up and down with an extremely flexible momentum, and the bright sword shone in his eyes.

"Hmph!" But Zhan Ping'an was still indifferent and still snorted with disdain. He was already full of golden light, emitting a terrifying divine power, blocking all the slashes of the corpse leader.

Can't cut!

The corpse leader's frightened and angry was even deeper. He was extremely shocked to find that no matter how hard he tried, he could not even hurt Zhan Ping'an's hair. Every knife was like chopping on the hundred-refined essence gold, and his hands and arms were numb, but Zhan Ping'an did not even move.

How is this possible? Why can't you cut it?

When the corpse leader was in great horror, the impatience on Zhan Ping'an's face was no longer suppressed. He raised his hand and swung his hand, angrily: "I'm so annoying, you haven't eaten, right? You can't even cut even when you stand."

Bang... Zhan Ping'an was just a simple hand swing, and he actually hit the Yanyue Sword that was dancing at high speed with corpse creator so accurately. With a touch, Jin Ming was everywhere, and the power of the sky was like a beast in the wilderness burst out. The Yanyue Sword could not hold on to the Yanyue Sword in his hand, and flew out on the spot, stomping on the distant mountain like a cannonball.

One blow!

Or it's not even a single blow!

Zhan Ping'an just shook his hand and broke the attack of the corpse leader on the spot, even making the opponent unable to hold the knife. This terrifying power was simply terrifying.

After this moment, Zhan Ping'an suddenly launched an attack, stepped through the distance between the two sides, appeared directly in front of the corpse leader, and roared: "Break me!"

Boom... The sky and earth were shaking, and the divine power was shocking. The divine fist from the remnants of the war gods was hitting the corpse's lower abdomen. It felt like a volcano was stuffed directly in on the spot. The corpse's overall defense collapsed on the spot. The person flew backwards like shrimps, smashing 300 feet away, smashing countless graves.

There was no suspense at all, everything was like a farce. From the beginning to the present, it was just a few words of communication. Zhan Ping'an's real attack was only one punch, which made the corpse leader unable to bear it.
Chapter completed!