Chapter 405

White light rising, bright eyes.

Corpse Explosion!

The explosion power of a giant ghost servant can be imagined.

Needless to say, the explosion of the five ghost servants together is really shocking!

The cold moon gasped, put down the Jade Flute and wiped away the residual blood stains from the corners of her mouth. It was a great consumption for her to use such abilities.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the dust flying all over the sky. The corpse gas filled the air, making people unable to see clearly the situation inside.

"Ye Zifeng, what a pity..."

Her mouth, raised a trace of sneer: "originally wanted to refine you for my senior ghost servant, but now, I'm afraid I can't find your whole body, I have to say, it's a pity thing."

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"This..."

At the same time, the crowd suddenly meet this change, swallow two or three saliva, as if the throat is dry, the face is full of astonishment expression.

"Ye Zifeng is dead like this?"

Their faces gradually became ugly. Ye Zifeng was no less than Li Yunsheng. Li Yunsheng was not a big obstacle. However, if there was no Ye Zifeng, how should we fight in the next battle?

"Who said brother Zifeng died."

Ye Xueyi is even more beautiful. Her eyes are wide and her mind is trembling.

"No, it can't be!"

Her head "buzzing" to explode, shook her head, pretty face pale, her pretty face suddenly haggard many like, regardless of everything to rush to Ye Zifeng just where, also is the center of the explosion.

"Brother Zifeng can't die like this!"

"Xueyi, don't be impulsive..."

Ye Xueyi looked back, coldly glanced at her: "have said, don't you call me so."

Liu ningzi couldn't hold her. She licked her lips. Her eyes looked complicated. Now she had to stand in the same place as others and look at her back from a distance.

In the cold moon, ye Xueyi comes alone and looks surprised in her bright eyes.

"This little girl is not afraid to die. In that case, I'll be kind and leave you with a whole body. "

She gave a sneer, took up the jade flute in her hand, and suddenly made a slight trill.

After hearing the sound, the two ghost servants who were close to each other stopped. After an instant, their eyes were red and bright, and rushed to Ye Xueyi fiercely.

"Get out of my way."

Ye Xueyi's face was full of anger, and the spirit of the wind king, which was aroused, formed two sharp air blades, which whirled to the two ghost servants.

It was a little better than Zhao Shucheng's failure. The two sharp air blades hit the ghost servant's chest and aroused a layer of blood.

However, it is just a layer of blood.

After all, her spirit of wind king has just been acquired, and even though her potential is high, it still hasn't reached the level of middle level martial apprentices at this stage.

A trace of disdain appeared on the face of the cold moon, and advised him: "Ye Zifeng's sister is it. Little girl, don't struggle. Today, no matter who you are, you have to leave your life, and no one can be an exception. "

"Not necessarily."

Ye Xueyi showed a frown and bit her thin lips. In an instant, she pulled out a blade of wind from the jade pendant of space.

In the calm air, suddenly sounded a shrill whistling.

The two ghost servants are still grinning grimly, and there are not many other reactions. Ye Xueyi's eyes are shining, and the wind blade in his hand is in front of them, passing pieces of shadow.

The air is full of air and startles the sword.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" The wind howled in my ears.

The two giant ghost servants could not even see the direction of the wind blade, let alone put forward the hand block.

Their throat, from the beginning of the bloodstain, gradually stretched into several blood holes, and even continued to expand.

"Bang" sound, their throat, then completely by Ye Xueyi's blade stabbed, burst in the air!

The next moment, their bodies were stiff, like slabs of stone, falling straight to the ground.

"What..."

In her heart, the cold moon knows that the little girl in front of her has got a complete set of spirit level wind suit from Wuji medicine Pavilion.

"The wind suit Well, if only I had won the first prize in the last pet hunting meeting. " Zhao Shucheng sighed with envy.

Ye Xueyi can make up for the lack of strength with the unique advantages of the suit.

"This girl is a little similar to your brother. It's not so easy to deal with."

The cold moon slightly returns to the mind, sneers and nods and says.

"Well, I'll help you. How did ye Zifeng die? I'll let you die now!"

So, she took up the Jade Flute, across the lips, a passionate flute sound, sounded again.

Zicang saw the way she picked up the Jade Flute and knew that the end of the crowd had been decided.

After all, this wave of corpses, inspired by the fanciful flute sound of the cold moon, is incomparable.But the corpse explodes, is her unique killer mace.

In his view, the rest of the crowd, no longer have much fun.

Even if ye Xueyi has a strong wind suit, it will last for a while at most. Sooner or later, it will be swallowed up by the corpse sea.

Zicang's face, filled with a calm smile, sighed: "Since ye Zifeng is dead, you have been doomed to lose, you guys, do it yourself."

He was just about to leave when suddenly a familiar voice came from behind him.

"Who said I was dead?"

Zicang's feet are stagnant, and the whole body's blood coagulates.

In addition, surprised to hear the sound, the cold moon holding the jade flute hand, is also stiff on the spot.

Two people together will line of sight fell on the center of the Corpse Explosion just now.

"Son Brother Zifeng. " Ye Xueyi slowly raised her head, the light in her bright eyes congealed, and on her pretty face, she turned to smile with tears.

The corpse Qi dissipated, and ye Zifeng's body was surrounded by white bone giant fingers.

Around him, it sank about half a man's height, and there was a big sand pit.

But he stood on the high ground, although his face looked pale.

However, there is no doubt that ye Zifeng is still alive.

"Well, ghost, take a rest first."

Ye Zifeng was smiling calmly. He saw the big white bone fingers slowly turning into spiritual Qi. He came back to his mind along the blood line of his arms.

In any case, the five corpses exploded, but ye Zifeng and the white bone giant finger resisted it and suffered it.

"You..."

Zicang originally narrowed into a line of eyes, almost at the same time.

"In front of me, really good?" Ye Zifeng gave a sneer.

After that, the ice China was shining, and the brilliant light of Bingdi sword came into being, and a long silver glow was drawn in the air.

The tip of the sword is facing zicang's pupil, constantly enlarging!

Zicang's face twitched slightly. He came back to his senses. He shot the silver thin sword from his flank. A sword was pointed on the tip of Bingdi sword, which slightly deviated it.

However, he was in a hurry and rash, but he was still shocked by the huge force. The tiger's mouth suddenly burst out and blood flowed.

The bright ice, along the body of the bright silver sword, kept freezing up. Suddenly, zicang's fingers were frozen out, and all the way along his wrists and arms, forming a thick frost.

The cold moon hesitated for a moment, made a decision, and immediately held the Jade Flute, blowing a strong sound very quickly.

The thick frost was shaken by the flute sound, and it broke off from zicang's arm and fell to the ground.

Zicang was saved by Meng hanyue. Without saying a word, zicang quickly raised the aura and retreated for more than ten steps.

However, he was attacked by the frost of the ice emperor sword, and his retreat speed became a little slower.

"Still want to escape?"

Ye Zifeng chuckled and wiped the magic crystal ring, and the purple electric flying sword fell into his hand, facing zicang's bright silver thin sword.

If you don't count the frost of the ice emperor sword, ye Zifeng is still used to using the purple electric flying sword when chopping. This is due to the speed bonus of the purple electric suit.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding!" Just listen to the sound of a few Jinge.

As soon as ye Zifeng made a move, he was merciless.

Seven swords in a row, the sword and sword killed the heart.

"This..."

Zicang always claims to be a genius. He hides his own strength in the sword house. He always thinks that no one can surpass himself in talent among the students in the same realm.

Now, however, he has changed his mind.

When he got in touch with Ye Zifeng, zicang suddenly felt the infinite subtlety of the opponent's sword moves. In his heart, he felt a faint sense of inferiority.

"Ye Zifeng, you..." Zicang looked up in surprise.

"I said, in front of me, really good?"

Ye Zifeng saw a flaw in his opponent's eyes and sneered. The purple electric flying sword was like lightning, and it was shot out quickly.

Zicang was shocked. Seeing that it was too late to dodge, zicang immediately stretched out his left hand to resist.

"Shua!"

The sky was full of blood and glittered with silver.

A flying sword actually stabbed zicang's whole left hand with a big blood hole.

Moreover, this does not count, the purple electric flying sword is still alive, all the way into, straight into his chest.

With a dull hum, zicang's face suddenly became extremely white and painful.

He clenched his teeth tightly, and his whole body burst into a momentum. With a breath of soaring air, he ejected the purple electric flying sword from his body and shook off Ye Zifeng.

Ye Zifeng frowned and took a few steps back to avoid the invasion of the spirit.

However, from just now on, ye Zifeng's strong breath has been fully used.

"Poof..."

His throat was sweet and his chest was blocked. At this time, he could not help but eject a blood arrow. He quickly waved the purple electric flying sword and put the tip of the sword against the gravel ground, barely allowing himself to fall down."You You were seriously injured just now? " Zicang slightly a Leng, the corner of the mouth inadvertently, emerged a smile.

Just a little bit, ye Zifeng's attack just now, as long as you go a little bit further, you can break through zicang's heart and kill zicang on the spot.

However, he failed in the end.

Ye Zifeng also did not answer, strong from the impulse to suppress hematemesis, complexion a bit ugly.

He turned back, bit his teeth and ran in the direction of Ye Xueyi.

"Xueyi, follow me."

Zicang was a little stunned for a moment, raised his head abruptly, looked at the place where the cold moon was, and cried out.

"Catch up, come on! Ye Zifeng has been seriously injured! This is his last struggle

At the same time, he was so excited that he suddenly felt dizzy and his eyes were black. Then he slowly fell to the ground and could not move any more