The sudden scene scared the two night walkers tightened somewhere, and they flashed the sharp slash sideways at the same time.

Even though I was almost avoided, I could still feel the sword force carried by Pan Long whistling by.

Chang Wuxing's eyes suddenly condensed. He wanted to retreat, but he was still one step late.

Puff! A stream of blood splattered up, and Chang's invisible chest was cut through a ferocious bloody mouth, forcing him to stagger back.

Zhang Yi took advantage of the victory to pursue the battle, and the Panlong in his hand rushed forward, and the lingering sword aura whistled out, rushing straight to Chang'invisible face.

Chang Wuxing felt a strong wind blowing towards him. He leaned back, and the sword aura almost touched his face.

Almost at the same time, Chang invisibly rolled on the spot, completely disappeared into the rich miasma, and lost his trace.

Zhang Yi wanted to catch up, but he didn't expect that the two night walkers suddenly attacked him, and the speed was extremely fast.

Dangdangdang... In an instant, there were swords and swords, flashing constantly, and the strong wind even raged, and the surrounding miasma was dispersed a lot.

Faced with the joint attack of these two night walkers, there was basically no chance of winning.

After thinking about it, I would rather retreat first.

Wow... Zhang Yi's feet were staggering, and his body kept retreating. He saw the opportunity and rolled on the spot and disappeared into the rich miasma.

Losing his target, the two night walkers did not dare to relax their vigilance, and their eyes became alert.

Zhang Yi got out of the distance before he dared to stop. Unexpectedly, a dangerous premonition suddenly came from behind, which made his hair stand up all over his body.

There is an enemy behind him! Zhang Yi had no time to think at all. He rolled on the spot, and with a puff sound, his original position was splashing with gravel.

If he had just slowed down half a step, he would have been cut in half by the other party.

The attack was fruitless, Chang Wushi rushed up again with a scimitar, and slashed towards Zhang Yi, who was rolling on the ground again.

Zhang Yi could only keep rolling to avoid it, but he didn't roll far away. He hit a tree, making his eyes look like stars... Swish! At this moment, Chang Wuyin had already pounced on him, in his hand

The scimitar drew a beautiful arc and slashed towards Zhang Yi heavily.

With a glance, Zhang Yi had to raise the dragon and block the sharp slash.

Dang! Zhang Yi only felt his arms numb, and Pan Long almost broke out.

"Good boy, he really has some skills."

Chang invisibly increased his strength.

Zhang Yi could only grit his teeth and persevere, and his true energy began to surge out, sending it to Panlong continuously.

With the blessing of true energy, Panlong flowed with a thick stream of Taoist true energy on the surface of the blade.

Drink! Zhang Yi shouted lightly in his mouth, and his right hand increased his strength, cooperated with the Taoist true energy to repel Chang invisibly.

The moment he repelled Chang invisible, Zhang Yi rolled on the spot again and completely disappeared into the rich miasma.

"Damn it!"

Chang Wuping was furious and was about to catch up, but Zhang Yi was still there.

Zhang Yi hid under a towering tree, and at the same time he held his breath and listened to all directions.

It has to be admitted that Chang invisible cultivation level is unfathomable and it is difficult to defeat this person for a while.

It seems that I have to wait for the opportunity to take action again.

"Wuwuwu..." At this moment, the sound of a flute came from nearby, resounding throughout the mountains and forests.

Zhang Yi frowned, how could there be a sound of a flute in the mountains and forests?

Who is playing the flute? Are they those two night walkers, or the strong man from the Emperor's Sect?

The sound of the flute was still ringing, with a rhythmic melody, which was invading like a magic sound, which made him feel a splitting headache.

The sound of the flute was not right! Zhang Yi took two deep breaths and circulated the Dadao Xuan Jing at the same time. The feeling of headache dissipated a lot.

Swish! Suddenly, a sound of wind breaking sounded nearby, and a strong stench came to my nose.

What's going on?

Why are so many people suddenly coming?

Zhang Yi did not dare to relax his vigilance and swept his eyes around with caution.

The palms of his palms holding Pan Long were already sweaty, which was caused by tension.

The sound of the wind breaking is still ringing, the sound of the flute is still ringing, and the stench is getting stronger and stronger, making people feel like they are about to be disgusted.

Paralyzed! After experiencing many battlefields, he understood very well what kind of stench this is, which is the stench emitted by the corpse.

How come there is a corpse smell here?

Thumb... Just as Zhang Yi was puzzled, a huge figure appeared in front of him and quickly swooped towards him.

Zhang Yi's expression changed, he turned over in the air and jumped onto the trunk of the tree.

Almost at the same time, the huge figure had appeared under the trunk of the tree. It raised its head and made a terrifying roar from its mouth.

Zhang Yi's eyes narrowed, and his face was filled with horror.

This huge figure is actually a human being! No! It is more like a dead body than a human being.

That's right, it's a dead body.

The corpse is almost two meters tall and is wearing a tattered gray cloth dress. Her whole face has become distorted and her whole body smells terrible.

This is a dead person, how can a dead person move?

Before he could react, the battle corpse suddenly stepped on the root of a tree, turned over in the air, and punched Zhang Yi.

Damn it! This battle corpse is actually good at light skills! At the critical moment, Zhang Yi flipped over the air and his body fell steadily to the ground.

The corpse of war broke into the air with one punch, and it rushed towards Zhang Yi below, slamming out with a sharp punch.

This punch has a kind of force that is pressing against the top of Mount Tai.

Before the fist arrives, the fist wind has arrived.

"Daoxuan Zhenfu!"

Zhang Yi shouted angrily and smashed his left fist with a clenched slam.

Bang! The two fists collided together, and Zhang Yi was knocked to the ground, and blood was sprayed on his mouth.

How is that possible?

Before Zhang Yi could wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, the war corpse had already swept over again. He stepped on the ground with his feet, like an earthquake, which showed how powerful it was.

Zhang Yi rolled on the spot, and the battle corpse fell into nothing, stepped on the ground, and fell deeply.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yi was so scared that he tightened somewhere.

If he was trampled by this battle corpse, he would definitely be able to trampl into meat paste.

It was so terrifying! The battle corpse rushed up again, and the speed was extremely fast.

Zhang Yi turned over and jumped up in the air, holding Panlong in both hands and slashed towards the war corpse.

Puff! A pool of black blood splashed up, splashing Zhang Yi's face.

"Roar..." The war corpse was killed and completely angered it. It raised its hands and tightly tied Zhang Yi's waist, then lifted Zhang Yi and fell to the ground... Zhang Yi screamed,

I was just thrown into a dizzy way and couldn't tell the difference between the south, south, west and north.

The corpse of war roared again and stepped on Zhang Yi with one foot.

Target, under his crotch! Zhang Yi's pupils contracted violently.

Is he a numb? Is he going to make him lose his son and grandson?

At the critical moment, Zhang Yi rubbed his feet against the ground, and with a bang, a deep footprint appeared in his original position.
Chapter completed!