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This Qinglian sword array is indeed a sword array left over from ancient times. It is different from the hands of famous artists, and the sword meaning contained in it makes the three people impressed.

Fortunately, all three of them are masters of sword cultivation, and they have unique accomplishments in the understanding of kendo. Otherwise, if they exchange half of sword cultivation, they may not be able to succeed even if they give the sword array to them. Even the three of them, within such a short period of time, dare not say that they can exert the 100% power of the sword array. After all, they cooperate for the first time. Who can guarantee that nothing is wrong?

However, these are no longer asked at this moment. The sword array has risen and there is no retreat.

It was just a simple start, and the Zombie King was keenly aware that the Qinglian Sword Formation was by no means an ordinary killing move, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly tilted up: "This Sword Formation is good, and it's worth my shot."

"Huh!" Zhao Guohua snorted coldly. "Zombie King, Hugh is so mad, this sword array is specially prepared for you, I will definitely kill you here!"

The zombie king sneered: "I'm not interested in a lawsuit with you. If you want to kill me, come up with your skills!"

"as you wish!"

Sword dance, such as tapping Pinghua leaning on the breeze.

The sword array was unremarkable. Except for the air currents, there was no momentum when the three of them killed each other before. The three stood in midair, but had no movement, their eyes were closed, and the sword was above everything else. The space was calm and calm. The four people, including the zombie king, seemed to be asleep. They stood there so quietly, independent and dead.

In the sword array, the scene seen by the zombie king is fundamentally different from the people below. From the perspective of the sword array, the so-called sword array is empty, and the four people are just like one, two, and three wooden people, as if who first Whoever moves will lose. In the sword array, the sword light danced, and the green lotus blossomed, and the zombie king seemed to be in the lotus pond. The blue lotus blossomed one by one, blooming beside him.

When the wind blew, the petals rose with the wind, and the zombie king looked up slightly, and saw the petals flying between heaven and earth. These petals danced around him like life.

Where is this like the sword of killing the sword array, it is simply a fairyland of prosperity.

However, in the next second, the style of the painting changed suddenly, and the petals fell on the zombie king in this way, and the sound of clanging and jingo collisions was made. The petals were all swords, if not the zombie king's flesh ~ Horrible, I'm afraid it has long been poked into a sieve with so many petals.

However, there are four words called Water Drop Stone Piercing. No matter how strong the zombie king flesh is, a position is attacked countless times, and it is always broken.

He seemed to be testing the power of the sword array, and did not rush to shoot. He moved under his feet, walked like the wind, and moved very fast. Between the moving figures, none of the petals in the sky could touch.

You can't even touch it. What kind of attack are you talking about?

The sword array changed again, the petals of the sword were lingering, and a handle of long swords gathered together, like a long dragon with a height of hundreds of meters, roaring and rushing towards the zombie king.

Sword moves!

Skyfall!

Ground fissure!

This time, the Zombie King showed a little smile, but with a touch of ridicule in his eyes, he finally shot, with his arms raised, his palms open, and dark and sharp nails growing wildly.

The next moment, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, slowly drooping, covering the entire space, a black ink-like claw descended from the sky, facing the long dragon.

Hit the snake and hit seven inches, and drop the dragon to twist the faucet.

Hardly giving Changlong any chance of struggling, the giant claw directly twisted the faucet, and allowed it to knead round and flatten, squeezing Changlong into a round ball and pressing down.

Jian Bing!

Ruin!

People are gone!

After all, the three of Zhao Guohua only cooperated for the first time, even if they rely on their kendo perception and talent, but it is impossible to not make mistakes, but it is only for a moment that the flaw is caught by the other side ~ the zombie king realm The crushing on the time, the timing control, victory over the three men's sword array.

In this battle, humans lose, zombies win!

Looking at the three men flying out of their mouths, the Zombie King was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "The sword array is good, the dragons are biting, and it is difficult to control ourselves. Unfortunately, the people who control the array are too bad. Poor and poorly coordinated, even the sword is not enough. Even with this sword array, you are just a group of black people, losing is inevitable! "

"It's a pity that this good sword array, but I don't know the sword, even if I stay, it's useless. Now that you lose, your desire to kill me will only suffice. Next, I should charge you for your life. time."

The zombie king's face always had a faint smile, but that smile gave people a horrible and infiltrating feeling. The coercion always covered the heads of everyone, making them feel a luxury.

"Grass! Anyway, it's a death, I'll fight with you!" A monk couldn't bear the terrible pressure brought by the zombie king, and yelled, "Bad evil! Death!"

However, before he had any further action, the zombie king just twitched his fingers. The skin of the man cracked the silk lines like dried mud, and a bunch of blood gathered into a scarlet water stream and flew up into the air. The sharp fangs shone and blood was sucked into the mouth.

The monk's essence and blood were drained and his skin shrank like the old bark, and the eight-foot man became like a little old man, and became a dead body.

Get blood out of the air!

People who were stupid ~ stupid ~ want to move were shocked by this move, and no one dared to take a shot for a while. The three of Zhao Guohua were the most powerful among all the people, but they still lost to even the injured zombie king. Not to mention them, in the end it's just the blood food of the other party.

But, if so, will the Zombie King let them go?

His sharp eyes swept down, and he said coldly, "Every small human being, dare to destroy my foundation, and break my cultivation path, it is a goddamn! If the king was not in retreat before, you would not have escaped at all. Maybe, I didn't think you would not only be grateful to the king, but also dare to attack the king, so that the king was injured. Now, I will nourish my injury with your spirit and make up for my lost foundation! "

"Don't think about it !!!"

With a roar of Zhao Guohua, the three shot again. Although they were seriously injured, they still did not want to give up. Unfortunately, faith cannot represent everything. In the face of the absolute strength of the zombie king, they were purely pebbled and unbearable.

"Huh! The praying arm is a car! Then I'll get you started! Give me the town !!!"