Dragon King I Am Supreme

Genius remembers the address of this site for a second: (Acupoint Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Zi Zheng heard Lin Tianbao's desperate cry, and a hesitation flashed across his cold face.

In the end, she sighed and stepped to Xiaowu's side, carefully sensing the situation of Xiaowu's spirit.

Suddenly, Zi Yan's left index finger was on Xiaowu's eyebrow, and the body king's yin was transported quickly.

Suddenly, the energy that was going to dissipate in Xiaowu's body was filled with new energy, making her pale face look a little better.

Even more weird is that her weak spirit is slowly solidifying under the nourishment of these corpse kings.

The boss with Lin Tianbao's eyes open was shocked by the means of Ziyan.

"She can save my little dance? How could an ordinary zombie do this? Isn't she ... the Red-Eyed Corpse King?"

Lin Tianbao didn't dare to continue to think about it, the corpse king, but there is a legend in it. If Azusa is the corpse king, this is too incredible.

Because the Red-Eyed Corpse King wants to shake up the tiger head ghost general, it can be done easily.

Now, Lin Tianbao looks at Zi Zi's gaze, in addition to gratitude and deep awe.

"What kind of girlfriend did my younger brother find? Dead King? Is she really the legendary Dead King?"

After swallowing, Lin Tianbao felt like he was in a dream.

"Well, your woman's soul is kept. It shouldn't be a big deal. Now you quickly take it back to recuperate and stay here, you will only get in the way."

Azusa spoke indifferently to Lin Tianbao.

The only person who could let her speak with a tender voice was Lin Tianyou, even Lin Tianyou's family.

If it was not for Lin Tianyou today, she would not be in charge of the life and death of Lin Tianbao and Xiaowu.

"Thank you, Azusa, you have to be careful too, I'll go back to find the soldiers!"

Lin Tianbao held up the small dance and hurried towards the psychic.

The psychic will have the elixir to heal the spirits, and there will be reinforcements against the evil spirits.

Although he guessed that Ziyan was a red-eyed zombie, he still didn't dare to envy it. This was the woman of his brother Lin Tianyou, and he couldn't let her be hurt in the slightest!

Therefore, he almost exhausted his energy to rush to the psychic.

Regarding Lin Tianbao's departure, the tiger-headed ghost will not take any action to block it, because even if it is blocked, it will certainly be interfered by Zi Zhi, so he left Lin Tianbao to leave.

"Are you a zombie? How many purple-eyed corpses?"

The tiger-headed ghost asked.

Just now Ziyan can shake back his nearly 50,000 soul power, at least six purple-eyed zombies with corpse pattern, otherwise this step cannot be done at all.

Zi Yan didn't answer, but just revealed her pointed zombie nails.

"Don't say it? Then don't say it, anyway, the result is the same, you will be killed by me!"

Hum!

A ghost iron ghost sword, like a trick, will be held in his hand by a tiger-headed ghost. He knows that the zombie has a strong ability to carry and strike, so he takes out a ghost sword and fights with Azusa.

"Hurricane sword!"

The faint sword light is piercing the sky, piercing the sky, and attacking Zijing's chest with a mighty and overbearing trend.

Once the shot, the tiger-headed ghost will not make any reservations, and will cut Azusa's body out of the wound. Only in this way can he have a chance to defeat the zombies.

Seeing this, Zi Yan was also not polite. With his claws out, under the blessing of the corpse, the two-handed claws were like steel, and the sword was attacked hard.

Huh! !!

The collision of Jian Mang and Claw Shadow, such as the symphony of gold and iron, rippled the echoes all night.

"What a hard zombie paw!"

The tiger-headed ghost fixed his gaze, and with his all-out sword, he was taken down so easily by the opponent. It seems that this woman's strength cannot be underestimated.

Zi Yan's palm was chopped by Jian Mang just now, and a shallow sword mark appeared. She frowned slightly, running her corpse, focusing on her right paw, stepping forward, and rushing towards the tiger head ghost. The claws containing corpse poison were re-photographed while rushing.

Feeling the deadly claws of the corpse poison, the tiger-headed ghost will have a deep crisis, even if he is a evil spirit, he can't bear a zombie-level corpse poison.

Therefore, he changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding it with both hands, and wanted to use a stronger sword than the hurricane sword just now to deal with Azusa.

But his ghostly spirit was about to run, and suddenly, a powerful and invincible breath had been crushed on his face.

The figure flickered, and Azusa invaded his side instantly, at such a speed as ghostly.

The tiger-headed ghost will be horrified. Before he could react, a pair of white jade claws had been stroked to his chest.

Huh!

The sound of peeling flesh sounded, and a mass of blood turned into a ghost followed the claws of those hands.

The tiger-headed ghost flashed an incredible look in his eyes.

How could this zombie woman still have such a strange figure?

With his body swiftly retreating, the tiger-headed ghost will be out of the attack range of Azusa.

"Damn ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Didn't you say that the zombie battles were all rampant? Why does this female zombie still have ghost magic?"

Looking at the wound on his body, the tiger-headed ghost scolded resentfully.

Seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, Zi Yan could not help but secretly pity that the blow just now was her strongest blow. As a result, the corpse spirit was weak and she could not exert her full strength. Otherwise, a little ghost will be caught She clawed into a cloud of smoke.

"Damn purple-eyed zombies, dare to hurt Ben Gui, you know, who is my man? I'm the strongest general under Her Majesty Ghost King, I want you to die!"

The tiger-headed ghost shouted, "The ultimate ghost art, the twelve hurricane swords!"

The ghost prints were completed with both hands, and around the tiger's head, a ghost sword formed by ghost spirit appeared.

One, two, three, until the twelfth sword Ghost Sword appeared, lingering around the buzzing hurricane wave, quickly hovering in front of the tiger's head.

Every three were in a row, divided into four rows, with shocking power, rushed forward and backward, and shot at Zijing.

In the face of a purple-eyed zombie, the tiger-headed ghost will not dare to drag the fighting time too long, not to mention that he has been wounded and has to end the fighting as soon as possible to return to add ghost spirits.

Facing this powerful ultimate ghost art, Azusa changed her face and folded her arms in front of her.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The four rounds of sword shooting all landed on Ziyan's body, as if being bombarded by a cannon, sending out a terrifying roar.

The four rounds of hurricane sword attack also blasted out the pits where Azusa stood, and the asphalt road on the ground was blown into shape.

"Haha, do you think you are the corpse king? Hard-wire my final ghost, and you can only die in the end!"

The tiger-headed ghost laughed, and all of his attacks hit Ziyan. Don't think that the final winner of this battle has fallen on his head.