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Chapter 489 The Tenacious Undead Corpse
The gray light on the undead body was so strong that it was almost dazzling, trying to smash the round head that was hugging him.

The old patriarch made a move.

The huge blood-colored soul, holding a staff, bombarded down.

Moreover, the old patriarch continued to spray blood, constantly increasing his attack power.

Zhao Yijian also took the opportunity to make a move.

The sword shadow was like a cage, instantly enveloping the undead corpse, spinning and strangling it continuously.

Of course, since the round head hugged the undead corpse, it was also within the scope of Jianying's strangulation.

At this moment, Yuantou clearly had the will to die, and wanted to hold back the undead corpse to prevent him from escaping.

He didn't care about the sword shadow's strangulation at all, but hugged the undead corpse even more tightly, and even the energy in his body began to riot. He wanted to explode all his energy and drag the undead corpse to die together.

The undead are crazy.

At this moment, if he doesn't get away, he will really fall.

After living for a long time, waiting for the return, waking up in a deep sleep, seeing the return is imminent, how can he be willing to die?

The scimitar in his hand exploded with ominous power, and the scimitar began to gradually shatter.

Zhao Yijian's face changed wildly, and his figure retreated crazily, leaving only an afterimage on the spot.

boom!
A circle of gray light exploded.

The gray light swept in all directions, and the surrounding buildings instantly turned into ashes.

Zhao Yijian, who was retreating, had sword shadows constantly appearing on his body, resisting the gray light from the impact, his figure kept retreating.

puff!
Suddenly, a gray ray of light broke through the sword shadow's protection and bombarded him. He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression became a little sluggish.

"what!"

In the gray light, at the center of the explosion, came the old patriarch's crazy roar.

Bang!
The blood light soared into the sky, and in the gray light, a ball of blood light burst out.

Xu Yang and Chu Qingyun have returned to their original appearance and are watching the battle from a distance.

"That's crazy."

Seeing the eruption of undead corpses and then the old patriarch's self-explosion, Xu Yang was shocked.

The loser, since then the whole family has been wiped out.

In the end, only the old patriarch was left. In desperation, he desperately wanted to drag the enemy to die with him.

I don't know if the undead corpse is dead.

Zhao Yijian was injured.

Xu Yang and Chu Qingyun hurried over.

"You'll be fine."

Seeing that Xu Yang and Chu Qingyun were safe and sound, Zhao Yijian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle Zhao, is your injury okay?"

Chu Qingyun looked at Zhao Yijian who was a little sluggish, and said worriedly.

"It's not a big problem."

Zhao Yijian let out a breath, and the energy in his body flowed, driving away the ominous force that had invaded his body.

Look up to the center of the battle.

At this moment, the building in the battle center was turned into dust, leaving a large open space.

Buildings a little farther away also collapsed a lot.

In the center of the battle, a large pit appeared.

The undead corpse with a mutilated body is currently in the pit.

It's not dead yet!
Xu Yang was shocked. Under such a powerful attack, although his body was mutilated, he did not die.

The vitality of the undead corpses is really tenacious, and their bodies are even more powerful.

Such a violent self-explosion was not blown to pieces.

The opponent's body was not blown to pieces, but some incompleteness appeared, and one palm disappeared.

Half of the calf disappeared.

His head sank slightly.

Lying in the big pit, dying.

"He shouldn't have the strength to resist, right?"

As Xu Yang said, he raised his hand and threw a lightning ball down.

Bang!
Thunder and lightning erupted, wrapping the undead body inside, and it was constantly electrified.

Rage value +999+999...

"I think he might hold back and hold back a big move, looking for a chance to kill us."

Seeing that the anger value was recorded, Xu Yang was immediately happy.

Lightning balls were thrown down one by one.

Dozens of lightning balls were thrown into the pit and exploded together.

Thunder and lightning criss-crossed, and the entire pit was filled with lightning flashes, and there were no undead corpses to be seen.

When the thunder light dissipated, black smoke was rising from the body of the undead body, and it was trembling.

The injury was too heavy, and the ability to protect against lightning was greatly reduced, so under Xu Yang's lightning, the dry flesh and blood were almost scorched black.

Rage value +999+999+1000...

"This is not dead, the vitality is tenacious."

Xu Yang couldn't help sighing.

The undead corpse seemed to have only half of its life left, and its body was mutilated. However, under his lightning bombardment, except for a little smoke, it didn't suffer much damage.

Zhao Yijian looked at the undead corpse in the big pit, and flew out with the sword in his hand, towards the opponent's head, stabbing it down fiercely.

The undead corpse wanted to avoid it, but at this moment, it was too late for him to be seriously injured.

puff!
The sword pierced the undead corpse's head, pinning its head to the ground.

"To be on the safe side, cut him into ten and eight sections."

Xu Yang suggested from the side.

I don't know how many years the undead corpse has existed. Since it is called an "undead corpse", it can be seen that it is difficult to kill.

Even if the head is nailed to the ground, even under the sword light, the head is cracked, it may not be really dead.

Cracked head, no brain flow out.

Through the wound, a faint light could be seen inside the head.

Could it be that he has cultivated to the point where his brain has evolved?
Xu Yang stared at the faint ray of light inside the head of the undead corpse. Could it be that ray of light is the soul of the undead corpse?
Zhao Yijian knew something about undead corpses, so he naturally knew that undead corpses were difficult to kill.

A sword nailed the opponent's head to the ground, and the sword light shattered the head. Most people would definitely die.

Even if his head was shattered, he would definitely die.

However, undead corpses are not necessarily.

Therefore, Zhao Yijian made a sword art, and the sword nailed to the undead corpse's head suddenly burst into wisps of sword light, which suddenly rippled and turned into sword threads, wrapping around the undead corpse's body.

A cloud of gray light emerged from the undead body.

The other party, aware of the fatal crisis, no longer hides, struggling to resist.

If before this, Zhao Yijian's sword thread may not be able to kill the opponent.

However, under such a severe injury, the undead corpse wanted to resist the strangulation of the sword wire, but it was just the last dying struggle.

"Destroy!"

Zhao Yijian changed the sword formula in his hand, and the sword thread wrapped around the undead body suddenly tightened and strangled.

Stab it!

The sword wire kept cutting, easily breaking through the withered flesh of the undead corpse, and directly cutting on the bones.

There was a sound like cutting gold and iron, and occasionally sparks popped up.

Xu Yang stared at it with wide eyes, the bones of the undead were really too hard.

He even withstood the strangulation of the sword silk with difficulty!

Zhao Yijian's face was serious, he never thought that the bones of the undead body were so hard.

A wave of energy rose from his body, and the sword formula in his hand changed, increasing the strength of the strangulation.

Xu Yang stared at the undead corpse for a while, especially the cracked head, the faint light inside.

Then, it should be the source of life of the undead?
Soul?

Raising his hand, a ray of lightning gathered in his hand.

Under continuous compression, the lightning is only the size of a little finger.

(End of this chapter)