Beiyin Great Sage Chapter 572

  Chapter 572 Treasure

   "What the hell!"

  Zhou Yi flew back with the knife, his body hit the wall, and his strength exploded, and there was a human-shaped depression on the brick-piled wall.

  He was panting heavily, his eyes fixed on the shadow in the field.

  Sombra's power is infinite, and his skin and flesh are as hard as steel. Even if he slashes with a long knife, he can't seriously injure him. His head is as indestructible as cast iron.

The key is.

  The strength of this thing seems to be endless, it will never be exhausted, nor will it show weakness.

  At the beginning, Zhou Yi was able to slightly occupy the top with the pure yang iron cloth shirt that he urged with all his strength, but gradually, he began to lose his strength.

   "Woo..."

  The black shadow obviously has no eyes, but for some reason it can recognize its surroundings. It turned its body to face Zhou Yi, tapped its toes, and rushed towards Zhou Yi.

   It's like...a legendary zombie!

No!

   This guy should be a zombie!

"Again?"

   Gritting his teeth, Zhou Yi's eyes glowed coldly, his body was like a bird throwing himself into the forest, a man and a knife merged into one and rushed towards the black shadow.

  Blood Knife Technique—Meteor Passing the Sky!

   This is the lore move in the blood knife technique.

  The light of the sword folded in the air, the transformation was miraculous but seemed natural, avoiding the attack, and slashing along the back of the shadow's head to the tailbone.

   "Poof!"

   There was a tearing sound.

  Zhou Yi's wrist trembled, he turned over and backed up about Zhang Xu again.

  He exhaled lightly, looked at the long knife with a slightly deformed blade, and shook his head helplessly, feeling a little retreat in his heart.

  This thing is impossible to fight!

   A blow with full strength still does not hurt the muscles and bones, but can only chop a little flesh, but it consumes a lot of strength and damages the weapon.

   It is said that zombies are sensitive to light, but now that the scorching sun has already set, it is impossible...

Ok?

   Eyebrows raised, Zhou Yi looked surprised at the 'zombie' who staggered forward.

   But he saw white smoke hissing from the hideous slit on the back of the 'zombie', and the breath on his body seemed to be a little weaker in his induction.

  Maybe the previous slashing was effective, or maybe this move hit the nail on the head. In short, it is a little different from before.

   Has a door?

   "Aww!"

  Maybe because of the pain, the 'zombie' roared up to the sky and charged again.

  Zhou Yi's thoughts turned, his figure suddenly approached, and the long knife in his hand turned into a waterfall of light, enveloping his opponents in it in an instant.

   This time, he didn't go head-to-head.

  The long knife slashes, picks and wipes, rarely slashes and resists, but in an instant, the light of the knife flashes and goes straight to the vital point, and pieces of meat with pieces of cloth are thrown out.

  As the skin and flesh on his body gradually decreased, the strength and speed of the 'zombie' also began to slow down.

No!

   It's not just the flesh that's getting less and less, there's also that kind of 'corpse aura', which is the white smoke rising from the zombie's body.

  'Corpse Qi' can dissipate true Qi and corrode everything it comes into contact with, even the precious sword in Zhou Yi's hand seems to melt.

   "Crack!"

  Accompanied by a crack, the two silhouettes intertwined and separated.

  Zhou Yi holds the knife with one hand, but there is only one handle left in his hand. The blade on the knife is melted by the corpse's energy, and the 'zombie' loses its skin and flesh, and its strength is greatly reduced.

   "Woohoo!"

   "Again!"

   The two 'people' just slammed into each other again.

  Tian bergamot!

  King Kong descends the devil!

   Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!

  All Buddhas are buried together!

   "Peng!"

   "Pumba!"

  Zhou Yi clasped his five fingers inward, his palms were like thunder, every palm strike could make a thunderous sound in the air, even a rock could be broken with one blow.

  The exquisiteness of the bergamot is more than just an explosion of strength?

   "Die!"

  Amidst the roar, Zhou Yi turned around and appeared behind the 'zombie', with palms like two dragons filling the ears, and slapped the 'zombie' **** the head.

   "Peng!"

  The head, which was almost only bones, exploded under the force of the terrifying palm, and all kinds of black, white, and red mucus-like things splashed in all directions.

   The mucus landed on the ground, making a 'squeaky' sound.

  The headless zombie turned around abruptly, swept his hands across Zhou Yi's chest, and a huge burst of force swept him away.

   "Boom..."

  The solid wood shelf was smashed on the spot, Zhou Yi's throat was sweet, and he almost spurted blood, but fortunately, the headless zombies could not survive.

   "Plop!"

   The headless corpse staggered, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

   There was silence in the field.

   "Hoo..."

  Zhou Yi let out a long breath of foul air, his tense spirit suddenly relaxed, all kinds of pain came to his body, and his hands and feet were all weak.

  Paused, the strange noise from outside forced him to cheer up, got up and walked towards the dark room.

  It was empty behind the iron gate, only a wooden shelf, and three things were placed on the wooden shelf, a scroll, a cloth bag, and a hosta.

  There is so much movement here that even deaf people outside can detect something is wrong.

   Before he had time to look at the things on the wooden shelf, Zhou Yi scooped up all the things with his big hands and wrapped them in a cloth bag, urging his true energy to circulate and move his body to sweep away.

   After sneaking out of the siege, the fight in the lobby of the Green Bamboo Gang seems to have come to an end.

   "Sure enough!"

   Looking back, several familiar figures came into view, Zhou Yi shook his head lightly, and fell into the darkness.

This is impossible!

  Yang Shensi clenched his teeth, his face full of shock and anger.

  The method of 'refining corpses' comes from the legendary 'immortal', and it will never go wrong, and he has also used corpse refining to fight against the enemy before, and it never fails.

but now…

  Why?

   Fear and anger were mixed in his heart, but he was not too flustered.

  Heavenly Corpse Kung Fu is a 'Cultivation of Immortals Kung Fu'. Although it cannot be regarded as a real entry without entering the innate, it has many restrictions, but it also has many advantages.

   No fear of physical damage, almost no exhaustion of strength, and a strange force that destroys the vitality of all things in the true energy.

  Combined with his decades of martial arts accumulation, he can deal with several people's siege with ease and not fall behind.

  As for the uncontrolled'refining corpse'?

  With flickering eyes, Yang Shensi shook his sleeves and took out a black bell, and gently shook it towards the body of old gang leader Wen, and the bell rang.

"Ding…"

  The strange voice made the elder leader Wen's body stiff, and his pounced movements stopped in place.

not only that.

   "Peng!"

   "Boom..."

  Hearing the call of the bell, a series of dark figures came out of the ground one after another, and the side yard of the lobby collapsed because of the loss of load bearing, setting off smoke and dust all over the sky.

  The figures are like 'corpse refining'!

  Everyone was shocked.

"do not be afraid."

  Wen Shanjing took the initiative, swung his fan and knocked a corpse into the air, and shouted loudly:

   "These things are not that strong, but their physical bodies are comparable to first-class masters, and the others are only at the level of body-training warriors. Be careful of the corpse aura on them."

"good."

  Liu Mengyan nodded, the sword flashed, and the head of a zombie flew high:

   "They are far inferior to old Wen."

   Having said that, with the addition of these zombies, coupled with the stagnation of old gang leader Wen, the situation in the field has changed.

  These zombies are all extremely powerful, comparable to first-class masters, and as long as they don't hit the vital point, their movements are hardly affected.

  The momentum of siege was instantly broken.

   "Shua!"

   Taking advantage of the chaos of the battle situation, Yang Shensi appeared beside Liu Mengyan in a flash, his hands interlaced in a yin and yang collapsing style and attacked outrageously.

die!

  Terrifying palm strength, covering one side of the world.

  Liu Mengyan only felt that his surroundings were dark, his eyes could barely see, his heart felt like falling into an abyss, and even the movement of the true energy in his body was astringent.

  I only felt a vast force of punches, overwhelmingly squeezed, making him feel suffocated instantly.

   Suffered!

   With a chill in his heart, he struck out the long sword in his hand.

  Thanks to countless setbacks and the guidance of the Blood Lotus Sect, the Lin family, Zhou Yi and others, he has already found his own way of swordsmanship, which is what Zhou Yi said is his own state of mastery of swordsmanship.

  That is Sword and Zen.

  Stick to the sword and ask Yu Chan.

  The long sword is slanted upwards from bottom to top, like a crescent moon. This simple move can accommodate many wonderful killing moves such as Yingyue Slash, Moon-Watching Sword, and Water Mirror.

  The long sword slashed at the node where the palm strength changed, and the strength exploded, and the two of them flew back at the same time.

   "Good boy!"

  Yang Shensi opened his eyes wide:

   "At this age, you have already comprehended this kind of swordsmanship. If you have time, you will be born with hope, and you will not be allowed to stay today!"

"go to hell!"

  Amidst the roar, the terrifying palm force was struck again. After all, Liu Mengyan was too young and lacked background, so his heart sank when he saw this.

   At this moment, two beautiful figures rushed from a height, and one of them said coquettishly:

   "Yang, how dare you!"

"Close hand!"

  The two women combined their swords together, and the sword energy suddenly surged in the air, forcing Yang Shensi back abruptly, and then fell lightly beside Liu Mengyan.

  The Lin family's twins!

   "Yang Shensi, you actually practice evil skills and use people to refine corpses." Another cold voice sounded, and Lin Pan'er landed with an iron sword on her back:

   "Now, what else can you say?"

   It's not just Lin Pan'er.

   Behind her, three people fell again, two of them were the elders of the Lin family, and the other was a guest invited by the Lin family.

Several people,

  Even if they are not really powerful, they are almost the same, and they are all famous figures in the Jianghu.

  With their participation, although there were many corpses in the arena, they were quickly cleaned up. In the blink of an eye, Yang Shensi was doomed.

   "What can I say?"

  Looking at everyone, and finally falling on Wen Shanjing, Yang Shensi focused his eyes:

   "Good boy, you have the means, and you actually invited the Lin family to take the lead. This time I won't complain about the loss!"

  Practicing the Heavenly Corpse Art is not a crime, and it can be explained by refining corpses with humans, but the Lin family came forward at this time, but it cut off his way out.

  The other party came at this time, obviously on Wen Shanjing's side.

  I have been planning hard for many years, but I never thought that it would fall into the hands of a baby.

   "Farewell!"

   Arched his hands, his body flashed towards the rear, the mystery of the Hundred Imaginary Movement Technique was extraordinary, coupled with a group of refined corpses intercepting him, no one could stop him.

   "Want to go?"

   Wen Sanjing yelled:

   "Leave it to me!"

   "Don't chase after the poor!" Lin Pan'er stretched out her hand, but it was too late, and she could only watch helplessly as the two disappeared one after the other.

   "Yunliu, Yunying." Liu Mengyan looked at the two women beside him, and said puzzledly:

   "Why are you here?"

   "Fortunately we are here." Lin Yunyingqiong wrinkled her nose slightly and said:

   "Otherwise, I don't know if my sister's wedding can be held, and you really are, how can you hide this kind of thing from us?"

   "Meng Yan." Lin Yunliu grabbed him and looked back and forth, with concern in his eyes:

"Are you OK?"

   "I'm fine." Liu Mengyan shook his head, and clasped his hands not far away:

   "Thank you for your help, seniors."

"Humph!"

  Lin Pan'er snorted coldly, her face full of dissatisfaction:

   "You think we are willing to come, if it weren't for these two girls who are stalking, why would the Lin family get involved in this mess of the Qingzhu Gang?"

   "As for why they know..."

   "If you don't say it, it doesn't mean that other people don't say it. Don't forget your identity. You are now a member of the Lin family, and your every move represents the Lin family."

   Liu Mengyan showed embarrassment.

  He can also think of who notified the two women.

  Wen Shanjing.

"Da da…"

  The sound of orderly footsteps echoed in the darkness.

   "Huh!"

  As the torches were lit, the swaying flames also illuminated the dungeon that had been dark for years.

   "It seems that you won."

  A hoarse voice sounded:

   "Sure enough, he is young and promising."

   "It's all thanks to the teachings of the seniors." Wen Shanjing held a torch, put a head on the ground, and looked at the figure bound by hooks and locks in front of him:

   "According to the law of the predecessors, Yang Shensi really conferred the head!"

   "He has trapped the senior for more than ten years, but he never thought that one day he would die at the hands of the disciple taught by the senior, right?"

  (end of this chapter)

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