Three hundred and five offensive and defensive battles
Facing the two masters of late-stage clones, Zhao Tiezhu already felt helpless. What he didn't expect was that the other party would be so generous and would send ten intermediate blood zombie warriors to deal with him.
There is no doubt that the strength of these bloody warriors is far inferior to that of Zhao Tiezhu. However, the blood evil energy on the opponent's body seems to have a great influence on the operation of spiritual energy. Because of this, even those who have reached the out-of-body stage of strength
Blood-zombified warriors can exert great pressure on masters in the distraction stage.
Fortunately, Zhao Tiezhu has now become immune to the blood evil aura. However, the power of the opponent's body explosion still makes Zhao Tiezhu frightened.
If only a low-level blood-zombified warrior exploded, it wouldn't be scary at Zhao Tiezhu's current level. However, the opponent was an intermediate-level blood-zombified warrior. The energy of his self-destruction was at least equivalent to the explosion of a dozen ordinary out-of-body masters. The consequences are self-evident.
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Taking a deep breath, Zhao Tiezhu's eyes were gloomy. The four-color aura shield around his body had successfully gathered. The black nightshade in his hand was flashing with strange fluctuations. The tyrannical soul power was oppressing him. However, those blood-stiffened warriors who had already lost their minds could not stand it at all.
There is nothing strange about them. They are just killing machines now. Any feeling has disappeared. All that is left is the will to kill.
"Mo Rufeng, tell me, will the boy from the Wu clan surrender without help under the siege of blood zombie warriors like me?" The old man in blood robe said calmly, looking at Zhao Tiezhu who was surrounded by ten intermediate blood zombie warriors.
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"Haha, I believe you know this well. This boy has extraordinary strength and possesses four spiritual jades from the Witch Clan in his body. Therefore, you'd better be prepared to sacrifice your intermediate blood zombie warriors." Hei.
The old man in robe, Mo Rufeng, said with a gloomy face.
"I think so too, but these intermediate blood-zombified warriors are my lifeline, old man. If they are all sacrificed, wouldn't my loss be too great? So, Mo Rufeng, you'd better do something."
The old man in blood robe said lightly, with a hint of treachery.
"Youlong, didn't you say you planned to capture this kid and take him back to become a high-level blood zombie warrior? If I take action, I won't let this kid fall into the hands of your blood zombie clan. After all, this kid has our shaman in him.
What the clan needs." Mo Rufeng chuckled, and when he saw the other party's sullen face, he sneered in his heart.
Before, when he received the order from the Ghost King and came here to hunt down Zhao Tiezhu, the Ghost King said that he would use Zhao Tiezhu's power to weaken the Blood Zombie Clan.
Therefore, seeing Youlong unleashing the mid-level Blood Zombie warriors with such great generosity, Mo Rufeng felt as if his cunning plan had succeeded.
When two tigers fight each other, one of them will be injured. Of course, what Mo Rufeng hopes most is that both sides will suffer losses. In this case, he can reap the benefits of the fisherman.
"Okay, since you have said so, when this boy falls into my hands, you must not snatch him away. This boy is very important to our Blood Zombie Clan." The blood-robed old man Youlong said calmly.
Face said, although I know what the other person is thinking, what can I do at this time?
"Don't worry, I will never do such a villainous thing. After all, our nobles are in a cooperative relationship with your Blood Zombie Clan." Mo Wudao said with a smile, crossed his arms, and had no idea of continuing.
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"Hmph." He snorted softly, and Youlong didn't say anything else. He knew very well about the cruelty of the ghost clan. When he got the order to come here, the Blood King said that the people of the ghost clan should not be completely trusted.
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The two people were scheming at this time, but Zhao Tiezhu was very depressed at this time. Facing these bloody warriors, he couldn't be more depressed. Moreover, these guys seemed to be wearing down their own patience. These guys were just locked in.
He held his breath and had no intention of taking action.
Of course, Zhao Tiezhu will not be stupid enough to let these guys take action. Anyway, as long as the other party does not attack him, his strength can be preserved. He knows that even if he kills these bloody warriors, the two masters outside will also
Take action to intercept yourself.
Although Zhao Tiezhu is very confident in his own strength, he will never rely on it. Looking at the appearance of the two masters of the Blood Zombie Clan and the Ghost Clan, you can tell that they are old monsters who have entered the late stage of the clone for many years. If there is only one,
He can still fight around and even kill the opponent, but facing two equally top masters, he has only one outcome, and that is death.
What's more, there are still these bloody warriors waiting outside, so it's almost impossible for him to break out of the encirclement.
At this time, Zhao Tiezhu did not think about fighting head-on. At this time, outsmarting him was the way to go.
However, as if he knew what Zhao Tiezhu was thinking at this time, suddenly, the blood-red corpse-controlling bead in the hand of the ghost dragon became full of blood, immediately shrouding the intermediate blood-zombified warriors. Suddenly, those who were standing dullly stood there.
The middle-level blood-stiffened warrior's body shone with a tyrannical blood-evil aura, and then his body flew towards Zhao Tiezhu like a cannonball.
Facing the offensive of these blood-zombified warriors, Zhao Tiezhu's eyes became gloomy, but he did not choose to confront these guys head-on. These blood-zombified warriors did not feel pain, and it would definitely take a lot of effort to fight them by himself.
Zhao Tiezhu chose to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, and kept flashing his body to avoid the offensive of the blood-zombified warriors. In this way, between attacks and dodges, Zhao Tiezhu did not suffer any damage, and because he had been against the blood evil spirit before,
With immunity, therefore, for a while, the two sides were evenly matched.
While Zhao Tiezhu was dodging the attacks of the intermediate blood zombie warriors, he kept looking at the two masters standing safely on the roof, and finally focused on the ghost dragon of the blood zombie tribe. He knew that as long as this guy got his hands on
If the corpse-control beads on his body are destroyed, then these blood zombie warriors will not pose any threat to him at all.
However, now that I am so oppressed by these blood zombie warriors, how can I still have the energy to snatch the corpse control beads from their hands?
He sighed helplessly. Although there was another method that could be used, there was only one chance. Therefore, Zhao Tiezhu would not use it unless it was absolutely necessary.
Of course, this is Zhao Tiezhu's last trump card. I believe that as long as this trump card appears, it is entirely possible for him to escape unscathed even if he cannot kill these two masters.
With a plan in mind, Zhao Tiezhu would not just dodge the opponent's attacks like a headless fly.
Whoosh whoosh!
With today's Zhao Tiezhu, once the seven movements of Yasha are used, it is difficult for experts with average speed to catch up with him, let alone these blood-zombie warriors who are ordered to control the corpse beads.
At this time, on the ground, only a figure was seen flashing continuously. Even though the ghost dragon of the Blood Zombie clan could see everything below, he could not see Zhao Tiezhu's body.
"This kid's movement skills are a bit weird. It seems that he is more powerful than we thought." Youlong murmured in a low voice, but seeing that Zhao Tiezhu had only been defending and not attacking, he felt a little strange and worried that this kid would
What's the big move?
However, more than ten minutes have passed, and Zhao Tiezhu still doesn't show any abnormality, just defending blindly.
"Youlong, what are you worried about? This kid can't even fight back under the oppression of your bloody warriors. Don't worry, this kid can't escape our grasp." Mo Rufeng looked very indifferent on the outside, but
I also had the same doubts in my heart.
Why does this kid not do it even though he can attack those bloody warriors? Is there something fishy in this?
Just when the two of them were extremely surprised, Zhao Tiezhu finally appeared again. The corners of Zhao Tiezhu's mouth raised an indifferent arc, and he looked at the blood-stiffened warriors. A ball of fire flashing with the power of thunder and lightning appeared in his hands.
, on it, the tyrannical energy kept flashing and crackling, the terrifying aura kept spreading out, and even the face of the ghost dragon became very ugly.
"Die." Zhao Tiezhu murmured in a low voice, controlling the fireball in his palm to rush towards a blood-zombified warrior. Suddenly, the blood-zombified warrior couldn't dodge, and his body was burned into pieces in an instant.
A void.
"Boy, you are looking for death." Seeing with his own eyes that the blood-zombified warrior he had worked so hard to refine was destroyed by this boy, the Youlong holding the corpse-controlling bead looked gloomy, his body flashed, and he rushed towards Zhao Tiezhu.
Seeing Youlong being so angry, Mo Rufeng's lips curled up with a hint of indifference. He couldn't be happier to see the next situation where both sides would lose.
Zhao Tiezhu saw the sudden move of Youlong. Of course, he did this to anger the other party. As long as he made the other party panic, he would have a way to deal with this guy.
Seeing that the other party was about to appear in front of him, Zhao Tiezhu calmly took out a box from his arms, and then threw it towards the ghost dragon not far away as fast as lightning.
Seeing the other party's strange behavior, Youlong's face became more and more gloomy, but he did not ignore the existence of the box. With a flick of his hand, a bloody light struck at the box.
However, just when the box was about to be split into pieces by the bloody light, suddenly, the box broke in advance, and a shadow body flashed, mixed with a stream of white mucus, and swept directly towards the ghost dragon.
Youlong was caught off guard, but still hurriedly cast a small restraint, but it was directly corroded in front of the white mucus.
The white mucus was so strong that it was all stained on Youlong's hand that was holding the corpse-controlling bead tightly.