"Okay!" Wan Lihai shouted: "Since Elder Yin is so happy, I will no longer hide it. I have recently refined a new zombie, and its power is quite powerful. I want to make a bet with Elder Yin today.

As long as Elder Yin sends a cultivator to defeat my zombie, I will use millions of spirit crystals as a gift to wish the Yin family a great celebration. Otherwise, today's banquet would be dispersed in advance?"

The hall was quiet, and no one had expected that Wan Lihai would make such a sharp bet.

Yin Liancheng was silent for a moment and nodded slowly: "Since Elder Wan has spoken, if I dare not respond, wouldn't it be a joke? I think Elder Wan chose such an opportunity and would definitely be quite confident in the living zombies in his hands, so I'll have a good experience.

Just Wan Lingjing, I wanted to disband my Yin family Daqing in advance. Elder Wan’s bet was a bit too stingy.”

"So to Elder Yin's meaning?"

"I heard that the Wan family controls a hereditary elder of the Corpse Refining Sect. The big reason is that the three-headed Corpse Kings are offered to me in the family. My request is not excessive. As long as I, Yin family, and Elder Wan, will win three Corpse Kings, and I will give me a guard and guard the courtyard."

A sound of gasping in the whole hall instantly came from the hall. Wan Lihai spoke up to let the Yin family disband today's Daqing as a bet, while Yin Liancheng directly called for one of the three corpse kings of the Wan family. The two are now facing each other. No matter which side loses, they will lose all their faces!

If something is wrong today, I am afraid that the relationship between the Corpse Refining Sect and the Blood Evil Sect will instantly enter the ice crass!

Wan Lihai suddenly showed a faint smile on his face, and there was no other rude attitude before: "Elder Yin has a big appetite, but I agree to this matter. As long as your Yin family wins, I will personally send a corpse king to Yin's mansion!"

Yin Liancheng felt a little deeper in his heart. Wan Lihai's attitude made him feel badly, but there was no trace of it on his face and said lightly: "A word is certain!"

Wan Lihai sneered, and a light flashed slightly in his sleeves. A pale-faced cultivator appeared. His eyes could fall directly on the Yin family cultivator. He let out a low roar, his eyes gradually became bloodshot, and a violent murderous intent slowly emanated from his body.

In the hall, the cultivators around were infected by this aura and instantly felt like they were in a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Their eyes were filled with fear. They retreated in a hurry and looked at the person who suddenly appeared, their faces pale.

"Tsai Ing-jeou!" Looking at the person in front of him, Yin Liancheng's face instantly became extremely ugly.

"Yin Liancheng, you probably didn't expect that I, Tsai Ing-jeou, could survive your palm back then. You have occupied the position of my Cai family over the years, and now you should have enjoyed enough. I will make everything in your Yin family lose little by little!

I will destroy your Yin family and kill everyone. Today is just the beginning." His voice was strange, hoarse as the friction between two rough stones, but the resentment and hatred were enough to make people scared.

"Elder Yin, I brought Tsai Ing-jeou back to the sect and saved his life without hesitation. It took me nearly ten thousand years to refine him into a corpse. Today, he will take action. I wonder who Elder Yin is going to send?" Wan Lihai spoke lightly, but his eyes were full of coldness.

Yin Liancheng's face looked ugly. Tsai Ing-jeou had the power to be the True Lord back then. Now he has been refined into a zombie. I am afraid that his strength will increase again. No one in the Yin family except him is his opponent.

Now he realized that Wan Lihai's previous actions were just to anger him and complete the bet, making it difficult for him to get out of his way.

And now it seems that his plan has obviously been successful.

After a long silence, he whispered: "Ma Gong, today you will fight with Elder Wan's zombies. Do your best, don't let me down."

In the corner of the hall, a middle-aged practitioner heard this, and a little bitterness flashed in his eyes, but his life was saved by Yin Liancheng. Even if he returned it to him today, because he understood that Yin Liancheng would never admit defeat today!

With this in mind, he suppressed his mind and a sense of determination gradually emerged in his eyes. He walked into the venue and bowed deeply to Yin Liancheng: "Head of the family, if there is any mistake, the wife and children in the family will trouble you in the future."

"Okay!" Yin Liancheng nodded and responded simply.

Ma Gong turned around and looked at Tsai Ing-jiu, and his tyrannical aura burst out of his body, and he growled, "Come on, let me see, you, the waste who was trampled by the head of the family back then, have you become a person or a ghost now, what's the courage to come to the Yin family to cause trouble!"

Yin Liancheng sent him to take action, so naturally he didn't let him die. The cultivation level of one step away from the Extreme True Army made Ma Gong the most likely person in the Yin family to defeat Tsai Ing-jeou. If he also failed, the Yin family would not need to send other cultivators to die.

A strange grin appeared on Tsai Ing-jiu's face, and the corpse air rolled out from his body, and without saying a word, it turned into a black shadow and rushed out.

He was extremely fast, and in a flash, his figure had approached Ma Gong's side, and his big hand was opened and slapped directly at his chest!

Wrapped in the corpse gas, Tsai Ing-jeou's palm had turned into bony bone claws, and even some bone spurs emerged, making a sound of howling through the air when it was shot down.

Ma Gong's face changed slightly, but he was also a man of many battles. He was calm in the face of danger and rushed forward with a low cry. The rich blood light burst out instantly, releasing a cold and rotten aura...

He also threw all his strength into Tsai Ing-jiu's head!

The four major sects are familiar with each other. Most of the magical powers of practitioners of the Blood Evil Sect are related to blood. The heart is the weakness. Once the blood power of the whole body is broken, the cultivation level of the body will be greatly reduced.

The vital point of the living zombies of the Corpse Refining Sect is the head. Otherwise, even if all the limbs and torso are broken, the living zombies will not die.

The two of them instantly showed cruelty and tyrannical action, which was very irresistible!

Ma Gong's eyes glared slightly, and he punched out with a punch to force Tsai Ing-jiu to retreat, but he didn't expect that he had no intention of stopping. He looked like he was fighting for his life!

A thought of retreating instantly arose in his mind, but he immediately suppressed it!

Although the two did not confront each other, he sensed a pressure from Tsai Ing-jeou. In other words, Tsai Ing-jeou's cultivation must be above him. If he fights for the first time, he will retreat and resist, he will be at a disadvantage. In this way, he will never escape death.

Since this is the case, it is better to fight to the death. He may be able to save his life when he is hit in the chest, but Tsai Ing-jeou's head is slapped off with his palm and will surely die!

As soon as he thought of this, a sharp light flashed in Ma Gong's eyes. Not only did he not restrain his movements, but he instead casted faster!

A hint of ridiculousness suddenly flashed in Tsai Ing-jiu's blood-red eyes, and the next moment, the two of them fell their palms respectively.

Ma Gong's eyes widened, his chest was pierced by an arm, and a heart that was still beating was still in the palm of his body. His palm fell on Tsai Ing-jiu's head, but it was unable to leave any scars on him.

Tsai Ing-jeou approached his ear and spoke softly: "Do you don't know that the body of living zombies is usually very hard?" He fell down, and he held it hard without hesitation in his hand. With a light "pop", his heart was broken and blood shot out.

He slowly pulled out his palm and let Ma Gong's body fall to the ground. Blood flowed out from the terrifying wound on his chest, but soon the blood turned black.

This blackness spread rapidly to his body and then began to corrode rapidly, but in just a few breaths, it had turned into a pool of black blood.

The ground was corroded under the blood, revealing shocking pits.

Tsai Ing-jeou stretched out his bright red tongue and added the blood stained on his hands. His red eyes looked at Yin Liancheng: "Next, who are you going to send?"

Yin Liancheng lowered his head and looked at the pool of black blood on the ground. His face was gloomy and his eyes were cold, but his heart was even colder at this moment!

Ma Gong's death made him understand that Wan Lihai was prepared this time and once he succeeded, he would not give the Yin family any chance to turn things around.

Although he was not afraid of Tsai Ing-jeou, he could not take action today. Otherwise, Wan Lihai would not stand by and watch. Things would turn into direct conflict between the Blood Evil Sect and the Corpse Refining Sect, and would even create opportunities for those who secretly covet the status of the Yin family, taking advantage of this to pull the Yin family off as the hereditary elder.

Although he only lost one game, Yin Liancheng knew that the Yin family had already lost.

"Elder Yin, many fellow Taoists are here today. Don't waste everyone's time. If the Yin family continues to fight, they can send someone to attack at any time. I don't need to rest this zombie. If you dare not continue, then just admit defeat and directly disperse the so-called Daqing ceremony today." Wan Lihai sneered and pressed step by step.

Countless eyes gathered and fell on Yin Liancheng, waiting for him to make a decision.

Yin Changgong's face was pale. He lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were filled with excitement. He suddenly discovered an opportunity to reverse everything. If he could seize it, he would be able to get his father's recognition again.

Although there are considerable risks in doing this, his current situation cannot be worse. If he doesn't take a try, he will definitely regret it even if he really dies in the future!

Yin Liancheng's lips trembled slightly, but before he could speak, Yin Changgong set off and walked quickly towards a corner of the hall. His sudden performance instantly attracted the attention of countless practitioners.
Chapter completed!