What Wu Buyong used was the Wu Zong's secret, the Stone Lifting Technique, where he used divine power to condense the transformed rock, like a giant throwing a stone, which was often a powerful and rampant large-area spiritual technique.

Seeing this, Feng Jueyu took a deep breath and was filled with envy. He had seen this stone technique before in Changsun Jiangxue's spiritual fantasy jade cave, but there was no detailed method. Today, when he saw Wu Buyong use it, he was like a fish swimming in it.

Water is so relaxing, so naturally I am jealous.

You must know that this stone lifting technique relies on profound spiritual cultivation, but the more it gathers, the bigger it gets. The stone lifting technique shown by Wu Buyong is actually only a small part. If it is used with all its strength, it may not be possible to condense a mountain.

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But precisely because of this, it aroused Killer Feng Jueyu's desire to compare. He moved his hands repeatedly, and the Purple Que Divine Sword flew around like a ghost, as if it had eyes and came alive. The sword light flickered, and a human hand fell to the ground.

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Although the sword control method is not as direct and simple as the stone lifting technique, the speed is not slow at all. After a while, more than ten corpses fell to the ground, and the number of kills was also closely followed by Wu Buyong.

Wu Buyong looked strange, his pupils kept shrinking and dilating, and he praised him from afar: "Brother Feng, your sword control skills are not bad, but you are still a little slower than me. I have killed nineteen people."

, you are only eighteen, so you are slightly inferior."

Feng Jueyu smiled indifferently and said, "Really?" He said without making any excuses. He took out a long jade sword, and with his consciousness moving, two rays of light came from the body surface and struck through his fingertips.

When he came out, Wu Buyong seemed to see two faint rays of light shooting out from his fingertips and hitting the jade sword, and then disappeared without a trace.

Wu Buyong was slightly stunned, wondering what kind of treasure Feng Jueyu was playing. As a result, the next moment, the long sword suddenly split into two, and then changed from two to four. The four long swords were separated from the jade sword.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jueyu used the sword control technique again, and the four long swords suddenly started a sword dance. The three-foot green sharp edges were revealed, and a whirlwind of sword shadows suddenly blew up.

The perfect combination of the Shadow Sword and the Sword Control Technique made the Sword Wheel Dance suddenly become a big killing move in the forest. A strong wind blew, and dozens of heads were thrown into the sky. Feng Jueyu was on the rise for a while, but he could not stop.

, and instantly threw Wu Buyong far away.

Not only that, Feng Jueyu's moves, body skills, footwork, martial arts, boxing skills, and swordsmanship, combined with the five elements of divine power, seemed to show a unique spiritual art exchange meeting. Various spiritual arts came from him.

The use of his hands was dazzling and blurry, and the entire forest seemed to be wrapped in colorful lights. The cooperation of multiple spiritual methods complemented each other, whether it was a single kill or a group sweep, without any waste of divine power...

Wu Buyong's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This damn Five Elements Body is really domineering. Feng Jueyu can practice all the magical secrets. I really envy Mr. Wu to death." He gritted his teeth and said to

Feng Jueyu was envious of his five-element body. At the same time, he was not willing to be outdone and started killing.

The two of them walked and killed, heading west, the woods were bloody and fierce battles continued...

"One hundred and twenty-two..."

"One hundred and thirty-one..."

"Two hundred and six..."

"Two hundred and fourteen..."

"Three hundred and fifty-seven..."

"Three hundred and fifty-eight..."

In this way, Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong temporarily killed the corpses and cleared the path of bloodshed, and fought fiercely for several hours...

However, the corpses in the Ghost Claw Sophora Forest seem to be endless. No matter how many they kill, as they continue to move forward, more corpses will silently come out of the woods and join in to stop them.

Among the army of corpses.

As time went by, the two of them were not as relaxed as they were at the beginning. Gradually, a feeling of fatigue began to appear, and it was only at this time that Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Brother Wu, we can't go on like this. There seems to be endless zombies here." Feng Jueyu looked in all directions warily. There were heads everywhere. Although the speed of the corpses was slow, they couldn't hold back many. At first glance,

It seems that there are corpses everywhere in the woods on the third and third floors. Instead of decreasing, the number is showing signs of increasing.

As one rises and the other disappears, the number of corpses gathers more and more, and they can maintain long-term combat effectiveness without recovering their divine power. On the other hand, Feng Jueyu and Wu Buyong are not so optimistic.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the underworld is dominated by Yin energy. Even people like Feng Jueyu who have just realized the origin of Yin cannot fully absorb Yin energy to restore their physical strength, let alone Wu Buyong.

In addition, for previous competitions, Wu Buyong frequently used powerful spiritual techniques such as the Stone Lifting Technique. As time went by, the calmness at the beginning could no longer be tolerated.

The two of them stood back to back and looked around cautiously. The clothes on their bodies had turned into a red blood color. Big beads of sweat rolled down their cheeks, and their eyes became more solemn.

"Damn, there are so many corpses here. Brother Feng, how many have you killed?"

"One thousand two hundred and seventeen."

A look of satisfaction flashed in Wu Buyong's eyes: "I killed 1,256 people, which is a little more than you, haha."

Feng Jueyu rolled his eyes. At such a fatal moment, he was still in the mood to compare who could kill more corpses. Feng Jueyu said speechlessly: "Brother Wu, in my opinion, continuing to fight like this is not an option."

Wu Buyong said seriously: "Yes, if we continue like this, even if we are not killed, we will still be exhausted to death."

"What should I do?" Feng Jueyu asked.

Wu Buyong said: "It's simple. If you can't offend me, why can't you hide from me? Let's go from the sky."

As Wu Buyong spoke, he jumped up and flew high into the sky with a whoosh. Feng Jueyu laughed happily. In fact, the two of them didn't have to fight with the corpses from the beginning. It was precisely because they had been practicing asceticism for more than a month that they had worked hard together.

Cui, suffering from boredom, decided to show off his skills, but he didn’t expect that the Ghost Claw Sophora lin could not be killed all.

Having killed enough, the two of them didn't want to stay here any longer, so they stood up and were about to leave. Unexpectedly, when they flew into the sky, the army of zombies below actually looked up. Maybe it was because they couldn't reach it.

They roared with grief and anger, and not long after the two of them took off, these corpses actually roared angrily.

The two of them didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but after a moment, they saw the hair of the ghoul below suddenly grew several inches, and then half a foot taller, each with disheveled hair and a ferocious appearance, followed closely...

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Thousands of corpses flew into the sky one after another...

"Damn." Wu Buyong immediately cursed: "Can you still fly?"

Feng Jueyu's eyes widened, and the power of his consciousness instantly enveloped hundreds of meters in radius. He gasped at the first impression: "No, the strength of these corpses has increased."

"What?"

Wu Boyong opened his mouth in astonishment. Before he could ask the reason, several corpses rushed towards him waving their sharp claws. The sharp claws under the fangs were obviously extremely vicious. Dozens of claws flashed rapidly.

The two of them were surrounded by the offensive.

Wu Buyong's thrilling dodge was not as good as the increasing number of zombies. The overwhelming claws were like a silver net the size of a needle's eye, making it impossible to dodge. Fortunately, the two of them had holy armor to protect them. Some of the attacks that they could not avoid were only

Being able to resist with his body, the silver light claws swept across the holy armor, and the sparks splashed were obviously weak, and the two were shocked.

"No, get out."

Feng Jueyu roared loudly, and the five-color divine power refined in the Liuhe Realm suddenly burst out from his palms. Two colorful palm powers immediately opened a gap in one direction.

With this gap, Wu Buyong rushed in without hesitation, using the earth element power and the powerful arts in turn, blasting away dozens of ghouls. However, at this time, he was not interested in counting how many ghouls he had killed. Wu Buyong

The long-haired flying zombies rushed into the lineup with solemn expressions, and the original divine power poured out recklessly, making the gap continuously widen.

Feng Jueyu cooperated tacitly with Wu Buyong. After breaking up, he used Liuhe Yanzi Jue. Although it consumed a lot of divine power, the effect was quite impressive. The five-color divine power was originally the nemesis of the wronged souls.

Using his physical body's divine power, Feng Jueyu immediately gained a powerful aura. With such aura, no matter how many corpses there were, he couldn't get close to him.

However, Feng Jueyu knew that this fighting method could not be maintained for too long, and the five-color divine power would be exhausted. He could only hope that Wu Buyong could fight a bloody path ahead.

At this moment, a low and melodious flute sound slowly came from the distant woods.

The sound of the flute was not a melody that made people forget their worldly fate, nor did it possess any advanced skills. The melody itself did not agree with the principles of music. However, after hearing the sound of the flute, some corpses became frightened, as if

It shivered when it encountered a natural enemy.

It's just that the power of the flute sound may not be very strong, so as long as the corpses stay away, they won't be affected.

After hearing this, Feng Jueyu had an idea and shouted to Wu Buyong: "Brother Wu, have you heard the sound of the flute?"

"I heard it." Wu Buyong was sweating profusely, pumping his fists rapidly, changing direction, and rushed straight in the direction where the flute sound came from.

However, at this critical moment, several white-haired evil ghosts who ran out of nowhere suddenly blocked the way. Compared with the common black-haired corpses, this white-haired evil ghost had tiger-like fangs.

The momentum was extremely powerful. When he suddenly appeared, several streams of black smoke were violently ejected from his mouth, immediately covering Wu Buyong.

Wu Buyong was breathing heavily, and accidentally took a big sip. His body suddenly swayed, and his vision turned black: "It's not good, it's poisonous."

After Wu Buyong finished speaking, he fell directly.

Feng Jueyu was shocked when he saw it, and he launched two Liuhe Yanzi punches hysterically, knocking back the corpses around him, and rolled up the yellow sand in the sky to catch Wu Buyong.

When he caught Wu Buyong, Wu Buyong was already drowsy: "Someone controls these corpses, catch him, catch him."

Feng Jueyu didn't say much, gritted his teeth angrily, held Wu Buyong's burly body under his arm with one hand, and flew towards the direction of the flute sound like lightning.

Not far away, a young woman in black clothes was holding a piccolo and playing softly. When he saw the girl, Feng Jueyu was so angry that he flew towards her.
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