Chapter: 1953

Moreover, his fighting style is extremely ferocious, and the power he can display seems to be incomparably great. He doesn't have any spiritual weapons in his hand, but the sharp fingertips are the most practical weapon. The wound was wounded by his nails.

In addition, Lu Ye also found that his physical defense was astonishing. Facing the joint attack of the three people on the opposite side, he had no intention of dodging. Letting the spiritual weapon add to his body, it could not hurt him at all, only in that thin There were light marks left on his body.

This... is also a corpse clan?

Lu Ye was suspicious.

The corpse tribe I met yesterday was not very powerful in itself, but he could control tens of thousands of rotting corpses, which was a bit like the beast control genre.

But what I encountered today was completely different from the one I encountered yesterday.

He didn't have any rotten corpses under his command, relying on his incredible physical strength, he crushed his opponents unreasonably.

Such a corpse group has a vague style of body repair.

But compared to the physical training of Kyushu, the physique of this corpse clan seems to be even better.

In contrast, the kind of corpse clan that can control corpses relies on the power of the sea of ??people, but such corpse clan relies on their own abilities.


"Go, I'll hold him!"

The situation was not good, the injured man snarled, no longer caring about himself, and boldly and fearlessly killed his opponent.

There were originally six people in their team, and there were two who were stronger than him.

But after encountering this corpse clan, the whole team was as vulnerable as tofu. After fighting for a while, three people were killed in battle, and even he was injured. There were only two women, or because they were very protected by them Well, or because of the lowest cultivation level, he was not paid attention by the corpse clan, so he was safe and sound.

But if this continues, they will definitely be wiped out.

He is sure to die, if he can delay this corpse race before he dies, maybe his companions may have the hope of escaping.

In the last days, people's hearts are complicated, intrigues emerge endlessly, and fighting in the same room is common, but there are also many people who are utterly sincere and treat others sincerely.

"Husband!" Seeing that the man took the initiative to kill the corpse clan, the woman couldn't help but let out Du Juan's cry of blood.

The girl grabbed her wrist and hurriedly said, "Aunt Shen, go!"

The woman looked back with tears falling from the corners of her eyes. Even though she was unwilling, even though her anger was burning like flames, what else could they do in such a situation besides running away?

"Not one of them can get away!" Seeing this, the mummy-like figure snorted coldly, his voice was hoarse, not like a human voice, but like ghosts crying and howling wolves from the Nine Nether Purgatory.

A palm like an eagle's claw stretched out, and grabbed the male cultivator.

Strong corpse air was blowing over the face with a strong wind, and the male cultivator could hardly breathe. The claw grabbed his chest and forcibly tore off a piece of flesh and blood.

Taking another punch from the opponent, his figure flew up high like a paper kite, and fell heavily in front of the two women.

Seeing this, the girl who was pulling the woman to leave, how could she leave? Quickly helped the man up, and when he got up again, the corpse clan was already approaching him.

When her death was approaching, the woman felt a little more relieved, the hatred and anger in her eyes disappeared, and she looked at the man coughing up blood with a little more tenderness and tenderness.

After all, she didn't abandon her husband. Although she couldn't stay together forever, dying together is an acceptable ending.

"Ah!" At this moment, the girl exclaimed.

Hearing the words, the corpse clan who was about to kill them thought it was the girl's frightened cry before she died, but it vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Because the girl's gaze didn't look at him, but passed him and looked in the direction behind him. JrNovels.com