Chapter 628: Pressure

Chapter 629 Pressure

Baili Butcher’s so-called “Lv Jianxian Xianxian Chen” refers to Lu Dongbin, the legendary fairy, but Zhuo Bufan doesn’t take it seriously. If he really invites Lu Dongbin down, he can only hate with his current strength, but it’s a pity that this is a sword. Immortal is nothing more than using his body to attract the power of heaven and earth to enhance his own strength.

"Second brother, are you ready?" Qin Shaoyou suddenly looked at Nan Kongting's soul.

"Brother, I look like this, and I can no longer continue to seek the path of immortality, but I must repay this hatred." Nan Kongting stared at Zhuo Bufan with bitter eyes.

"That's good." Qin Shaoyou gritted his teeth, suddenly took out three talisman and threw it out, burning in the wind and turning into three flames to hit the soul of Nankongting.

When Baili Butcher saw this scene, he was shocked, "Brother, you...are you really planning to let the monster out?"

"The monster has been suppressed by the master for three hundred years. It should have lost its mind long ago. Now I can only let the soul of my second brother in and find a place to live." Qin Shao lobbied, chanting a formula.

Suddenly the soul of Nankongting dived into the bottom of the Lijiang River, Zhuo Bufan had a faint feeling of danger, holding the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in his hand, the tip of the sword lightly touched the water surface, and circles of wave ripples slowly rippled away.

"puff!"

Suddenly, a black figure shot out from the bottom of the lake, rushing straight into the sky 100 meters, a black mist lingered on the black figure, and it immediately fell, splashing a wave on the Lijiang River.

Everyone on the north and south peaks was stunned. The two girls, Qingzhu and Yuanyuan, below the mountain, were even more scared to cover their mouths. Hong Shengbao sat down on the ground, "zombies."

Zhuo Bufan looked at the black figure standing on it. He was actually wearing a Qing Dynasty dress, wearing dress boots and dress beads. Although hundreds of years have passed, the dress has not rotted. It is obviously controlled by the formation and is well preserved. Embroidered with three claws and nine pythons, he is a second-grade martial arts merchant.

"Dad, what is that?" Ruan Mingyu was so scared that his legs became weak.

Zhuo Bufan and the others have the shocking power to fight, after all, it is human, but this thing is exactly the same as the zombies in the film and television works.

Ruan Huaxu frowned, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and slowly said, "In the legend at the bottom of the Lijiang River, a celebrity of the Qing Dynasty was buried. Later, the corpse was changed and the country was harmed. The glutinous peach wood sword went down the mountain to shake the evil spirits and suppressed it at the bottom of the Lijiang River. Later, in modern times, there was another disaster, but it was subdued by Master Qin. I think Master Qin has let it out now, and it should have been subdued."

"Roar." The zombie opened his mouth and spouted a black evil air.

Zombies are born from the resentment of heaven and earth, immortal, immortal, and abandoned by the three realms of heaven, earth and man outside the six realms of sentient beings.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the zombie in front of him, and only thought it was a joke. If becoming a zombie can really transcend the Three Realms, immortal and immortal, the immortal cultivator is still struggling to find longevity. The so-called longevity is nothing more than soulless, like walking corpses, similar to ordinary magic weapons. same.

"Everyone will take action together. Today, I will kill this son." Qin Shaoyou shouted.

Shanye Knife Sword has long been eager, every moment he burns essence and blood, it consumes his lifespan, Shanye Knife Hand Taisword, the speed is twice as fast as before, and instantly arrives in front of Zhuo Bufan, slashing it down, like a line between heaven and earth. Silver wire.

Zhuo Bufan raised his arm, the Ice Emperor Rain Sword blocked him, but his whole body was shaken as if he was backing a few meters against the surface of the water. On the other side, the Baili Butcher's Thunder Sword came almost like a silver snake, setting off a wave, and then another sword. Cut on the Ice Emperor Rain Sword.

The two swords were cut up at the same time with a difference of almost half a second, even Zhuo Bufan felt a little strenuous.

Qin Shaoyou stood a hundred meters away and released spells. The attacks of wind blades, ice and fireballs at a tricky angle were extraordinary.

At the same time, the zombies controlled by the soul of Nankongting also rushed over. Although it was a dead thing, it had absorbed the resentment of the world for three hundred years, and its strength seemed to be one point higher than that of Qin Shaoyou and others.

The faces of the people on the north mountain peak showed solemn colors at the same time. Although Zhuo Bufan was strong, who he faced was not the top powerhouse of the Weizhen side, and what he encountered were four great masters.

"Even if Zhuo Bufan has the ability to reach the sky this time, I am afraid he will not survive." Ruan Zhengye showed a triumphant smile on his face.

Zhuo Bufan struggling to split Baili Butcher and Shanye with a knife, carrying two wind blades on his back, and slashing from the sky, bringing up a silver shock, slashing on the zombie who came up, but he heard a metal sound The sound of the symphony actually only cut a wound less than half an inch away.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes showed a look of surprise, and the strength of this zombie's body was comparable to that of the top horizontal training master.

The zombies seemed to be irritated. He slapped Zhuo Bufan's back with a slap. Zhuo Bufan continued to retreat for more than ten meters, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. On the contrary, they became more brave in Vietnam. However, the four people were physically exhausted when they fought like this. Great, if he is attacked after the fight, I am afraid that he will not spare any effort to protect his family on the northern mountain.

"If this is the case, then I will solve you together." Zhuo Bufan said, and nine golden lotus flowers were condensed in front of him. Upon closer inspection, they were flames, which seemed to be distorting the air.

What zombies are most afraid of is fire, thunder, and other magic techniques to suppress evil and exterminate demons. What's more, the golden lotus flame cultivated by Zhuo Bufan has a temperature of up to four thousand degrees, which can melt almost everything in the world.

Nine golden flames pulled out golden threads in the air at a speed like a magical technique. They hit the zombie's body directly, and they burned continuously. The zombie was instantly burned into a pile of dust by the golden flames. , Even the soul of Nan Kongting didn't escape, and it turned into powder.

Qin Shaoyou's face was ashamed. The zombie at the bottom of the river was his biggest trump card, but Zhuo Bufan would kill him in three or two.

"I don't have time to play with you." Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, holding a long sword, people walk with the sword, the sword is like a dragon, and a strong sword aura runs through the world like a rainbow, and circled the butcher of Baili. After that, Baili Butcher's head left his neck directly, and his soul was also beheaded by Jian Mang.

Yamano Kazuki didn't see how Zhuo Bufan made the move, as if the sword body was integrated. When he was in a daze, he suddenly felt cold in his chest, lowered his head, and saw an extra finger-length wound on his chest, and his heart had been cut. Become two halves.

Four master strikers, three were killed on the spot.

Shanye practiced swordsmanship with a single sword, with a strong spirit, but was also directly shattered by murderous intent, leaving Qin Shaoyou alone in an instant.

"What kind of monster are you?" Qin Shaoyou widened his eyes and looked at Zhuo Bufan in disbelief. Zhuo Bufan fought with them just now and didn't work hard at all. Is this his true strength?

Zhuo Bufan kept his mouth silent, his sword flew, and a golden thread seemed to cut the world in half. Qin Shaoyou had an extra golden thread on his forehead, which was the nose, chin, throat, and chest. The whole person was divided into two, a golden light and shadow. Rush into the sky and flee away.

"Want to leave?" Zhuo Bufan shot out with a flame, directly enveloping Qin Shaoyou's soul, and burned into powder.

One defeats three masters of magic skills and one sword god.

Everyone on the north mountain peak turned pale, and Ruan Huaxu fell directly from his chair to the ground.