The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

There is no knowing when the wind will blow between the heaven and the earth, and the wind is not strong, but it has stirred up a boundless atmosphere of murder.

Three super masters of the thirteen realms besieged and killed Xiao Chen who could only use golden-eyed zombies, and Xiao Chen might be dead.

Xiao Chen stretched the **** long knife across his chest, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The wind continued to blow, and there was a dead silence between heaven and earth.

The wind is not cold, but the human heart is cold. Only blood without temperature can survive this contest.

No one shot first.

Xiao Chen couldn't make the move first, because he was facing three people and moved his whole body with one move. If he made the move first, defeat was inevitable.

The other side did not make a move because they wanted to kill with a single blow, and for the time being, they had not discovered Xiao Chen's flaws.

There was no shocking collision with the magical powers of the weeping ghosts, and there was no astonishing killing energy rising.

However, the atmosphere in the field has been tightened to the extreme, no one dared to breathe a sigh of relief, and even stopped breathing.

Killing loneliness, everyone knows, what does this showdown represent?

This is probably a close combat, a contest of the highest level.

This is a dual consideration of patience and strength, and neither is indispensable.

As time passed by, a rare cold sweat broke out on Xiao Chen's forehead.

Because the opposite is impeccable.

At this time, there was a roar in the dark **** again, and Xiao Chen understood that the Confucian scholar was probably another incredible creature who had succeeded in parasitizing.

Can't wait.

Wait any longer, a dead end.

At this time, the wind rolled up a fallen leaf, and the fallen leaf came to the field swayingly. The eyes of the four people all fell on the leaf.

The eyes of the four people moved slowly along with the falling leaves, when the smell of the falling leaves settled.

Xiao Chen moved.

At the same time, the three people on the opposite side also moved.

Three condensed incomparable sword intent, straight to Xiao Chen's three ways, simple, but the most effective attack method.

Fast, too fast, ignoring time and space, Xiao Chen is inevitable.

But Xiao Chen did not intend to avoid it.

In this case, whoever hides will die.

At this moment, Xiao Chen rushed to the person in front of him, and the **** long knife pulled out the golden sword light for a month and a half.

"puff……"

The sound of four swords piercing into the flesh sounded.

Among them were three sword auras, which were slashed on Xiao Chen's body.

Xiao Chen's body was cut from his abdomen, and half of his body seemed to fly out. In the huge gap, the internal organs could be clearly seen.

Xiao Chen's head was split in the middle, blood rushed violently, and even the golden brain flowers in his brain could be seen.

Xiao Chen's left leg was severed, only one leg was supporting the body that was about to collapse.

And that knife had only one effect, cutting off the head of the person in front of him.

The head was thrown high, and the blood shot out like a fountain.

The Sancai formation broke, which is a very critical point.

As for the remaining two people, without a chance to breathe, they turned into cold light and took Xiao Chen's head straight.

At this time, Xiao Chen's forward body, because it lost the support of one leg, seemed unable to support it, and fell forward.

At the moment of falling, Xiao Chen returned his hand and pulled out a blade of light.

Xiao Chen was inevitable, his neck was chopped by two sword auras. Fortunately, the powerful zombie body did not let Xiao Chen's head leave his body.

Although two-thirds of his neck was severed, it was not dead on the spot.

When Xiao Chen fell, the blade light that was pulled out cut one of them directly from the center.

All of this happened between the electric light and flint, and even the fallen leaf just settled on the ground.

The blood was flowing like a fountain, and the terrifying sword aura invaded the body, causing Xiao Chen's zombie body to lose most of its ability to recover.

These sword auras were madly destroying Xiao Chen's body. If it weren't for the particularity of the zombie's body, I'm afraid Xiao Chen would have already died.

And the last one who was left was constantly attacking, and was going to give Xiao Chen the final blow.

However, he found that he couldn't move anymore. The blood in his own body had begun to be out of his control, as if he had taken an aphrodisiac, rushing wildly.

The last person looked at his feet. He didn't know when, he had already stepped on the blood flowing out of Xiao Chen.

The blood, like a ghost in the dark night, climbed onto his body and penetrated into his pores.

"boom!"

The last person burst open, and a rain of blood poured down the sky.

Xiao Chen used almost suicidal methods and accurate calculations to survive this close combat.

But for Xiao Chen, the price was too tragic. Xiao Chen now has no ability to act, and death is shrouded in it!

"How many people have you killed?" The scholar exclaimed.

The most desperate thing has come. The three sword repairs who have died have slowly recovered at this moment.

Immortal is immortal.

"How many people have been killed in order to achieve such a precise killing and calculation." The Confucian scholar's voice rang from one of the sword repairmen's mouths, without teasing, but sincerely admiring him.

In a desperate situation, the Confucian scholars could not do this kind of breakthrough.

Xiao Chen didn't answer, his pupils had begun to fade, and the damage to his body by the sword aura was too great.

"It's a pity! In time, you can almost certainly be promoted to Venerable." The scholar smiled, of course he can laugh as a winner.

When Xiao Chen's breath completely dissipated, the nine-tailed fox, who had already run out of this strange world, burst into tears.

She couldn't feel Xiao Chen anymore. The inner alchemy who stayed in Xiao Chen's place clearly told her that Xiao Chen was dead.

Jiuweihu didn't want to believe it. She remembered it clearly that Xiao Chen was able to stand up from all kinds of despair when he was a kid.

The nine-tailed fox wiped away his tears and looked at the little guys surrounded by his tail.

"go home!"

Nine-tailed Fox forced a smile, she was going to find Xiao Chen.

Because Xiao Chen was his hope, his hope of living in another starry sky, if Xiao Chen died, she would rather be a follower.

...

After Xiao Chen's breath completely dissipated, the Confucian student walked over with confidence. He has always done things so securely.

Seeing Xiao Chen's dilapidated body, Confucian scholars felt a little pity, but they could still be used if they pieced together.

Just as the scholar commanded Jian Xiu to recover Xiao Chen's corpse, Xiao Chen's eyes with bright pupils suddenly opened.

The golden light suddenly condensed, and two long fangs also stretched out.

Perhaps the Confucian student had forgotten. He had said earlier that he could not feel the three souls and seven spirits in Xiao Chen, as well as the breath of life.

Zombies are lifeless things. Pretending to be dead may be the greatest talent, because zombies are corpses.

Xiao Chen also forgot what zombie's greatest ability was.

Only at this time did Xiao Chen react.