Streams of black Corpse Qi surrounded the Bronze-Armored Corpse. The terrifying pressure from its body made it look like a Rakshasa that had walked out of the underworld.
Ninth Uncle's pupils constricted, and a hint of anger appeared on his face. Get out of the way!"
Ye Chen, who was charging straight at the zombie crowd, ignored Ninth Uncle's words and threw a punch at Ren Weiyong.
Ninth Uncle's eyes widened when he saw this, and he stopped charging at Chai Bo.
This was a Bronze-Armored Corpse, a Bronze-Armored Corpse whose body was far stronger than the Iron-Armored Corpse!
If the Iron Armored Corpses were like rotten wood, then the Bronze Armored Corpses were like refined steel.
The difference between the two was immeasurable!
Ninth Uncle seemed to have already seen his little disciple being severely injured and on the verge of death.
Qiu Sheng noticed the change in Ninth Uncle's expression and had a bad feeling.
Junior Brother, you can't die!
But soon after, the worry and unwillingness on the faces of the master and disciple froze, and horror bloomed on their faces, especially Ninth Uncle.
He knew how powerful the Bronze-Armored Corpses were. They were a huge threat that even he could not defeat if he was not fully prepared!
"Boom!"
A sound like the explosion of spring thunder echoed in the cave. The ground beneath their feet trembled, making everyone unable to stand steadily.
At the place where Ye Chen and Ren Weiyong were fighting, an invisible ripple spread out like ripples on the surface of a lake.
Ye Chen's qi and blood were surging all over his body, and his fists were like a war god above the nine heavens. Just by standing there, one could feel the fierce and invincible qi on his body.
A human and a corpse faced each other with a punch. Ren Weiyong was pushed back a few meters by Ye Chen's punch, but Ye Chen himself did not move at all.
Ninth Uncle was stunned when he saw this.
How…how was this possible?
Seeing Ye Chen send the old man back with one punch, he felt like he was dreaming.
Then, Ninth Uncle heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that he was fine, it was good that he was fine…
He turned to look at Chai Bo.
"Chai Bo, I didn't expect you to still be alive twenty years ago…but it's not too late to find you now!”
Chai Bo laughed coldly." Lin Jiu, if you hadn't found me today, I would have gone to find you after I broke through. Back then, you caused me to refine my body into a half-corpse body, turning me into this half-human, half-ghost appearance. In the past twenty years, I've been thinking about you day and night, missing you all the time!”
Twenty years ago, Mao Mountain's Lin Jiu and Chai Bo were famous in the cultivation world.
Chai Bo Dojo was located in Ren Town. He built a mortuary and ran a corpse-transporting inn business. At the same time, he became a Feng Shui master. Ninth Uncle happened to be traveling in Ren Town at that time and found out about his daily behavior. He felt that something was wrong. After investigating, he found that Chai Bo was addicted to power and had become a heretic cultivator. He was killing people and raising corpses in the town.
After a thorough investigation, Ninth Uncle carried out justice on behalf of the heavens.
Both of them were geniuses of the current generation. Chai Bo had even cultivated an evil cultivation method, so his strength was slightly stronger than Ninth Uncle's. Ninth Uncle had used a lot of strength to beat him into a fatal injury.
He hadn't expected that Chai Bo would be able to escape this calamity and live until now with this strange and evil technique.
Ninth Uncle's heart sank when he sensed the aura on his body. Just as Chai Bo had said, if the master and disciple hadn't found him first, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
At this moment, Chai Bo's aura was fluctuating intensely. He was about to break through to the Earth Master Realm.
"If you didn't enter the evil path, I wouldn't have killed you. I couldn't kill you back then, but I won't let you off this time!”
Ninth Uncle shouted loudly. He used his hand as a sword finger and slashed the sword. The sword instantly lit up with a golden light that contained supreme sharpness.
A sword slashed towards Chai Bo.
Chai Bo didn't hesitate. The black spiritual power that was contaminated by the corpse qi seeped out of his body. Black talisman phantoms circled around him and rushed towards Ninth Uncle.
After the two of them exchanged blows, their spiritual energies devoured each other and continuously dissipated. There were specks of light that emitted from them, and for a moment, they were also fighting hard.
Qiu Sheng had yet to recover from the collision between Ye Chen and Ren Weiyong. His realm was too low. Just the sound of Ye Chen and Ren Weiyong's battle was already unbearable for him.
'This punch will probably blow me up…'
Swallowing his saliva, Qiu Sheng had a deep respect for this junior brother who was like a tyrannosaurus.
"Roar!"
Old Ren roared towards the sky and rushed towards Ye Chen.
He naturally remembered Ye Chen, the guy who had repeatedly blasted him into pain.
Ye Chen was not afraid at all, but he was a little emotional. Last time, when he broke through the seventh layer of Octane Blast, he had sent the old man Ren flying into the courtyard with one punch. The corpse qi in his body had been scattered by a few percent. He only needed three punches to kill him.
Now that Great-Grandfather Ren had broken through to the Bronze-Armored Corpse level, he was much more powerful than before. Under the seventh-tier force of Octane Blast, he could only send it flying back a few meters with a single punch. The Corpse Qi that seeped out of his body was pitifully little.
Boom!
……
Boom!
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Boom!
Ye Chen's qi and blood boiled as he mobilized all the energy in his body. With the support of the Octane Blast, the Tiger Form Fist was extremely fierce. Countless rocks were hit by it and flew out. Each punch and kick created layers of strong wind, each of which had a great power.
He was like a peerless tiger king in the forest, moving around in the group of zombies, suppressing 24 zombies with his own strength.
Except for Ren Weiyong, all the other zombies were heavily injured by Ye Chen's attack, and their bodies were emitting waves of corpse qi.
The thirteen jumping corpses with the least amount of corpse qi and the weakest power would be instantly killed by Ye Chen.
Qiu Sheng was at a loss.
He felt that he was completely redundant in this battle.
He couldn't interfere with Ninth Uncle's side, as that was a battle between Dao arts. It was even more so for Ye Chen's side. He even felt that if he was hit by the flying rocks during Ye Chen's battle, he would die on the spot.
"Die!"
Stepping on the ground, Ye Chen twisted his waist and gathered all of his energy into his fist. He then hit one of the jumping corpses.
Bang!
The Origin shattered and Corpse Qi seeped out of his body.
The jumping corpse collapsed powerlessly and was killed.
This fallen jumping corpse seemed to be the beginning of the massacre.
Bang!
The second jumping corpse was killed!
Bang!
The third jumping corpse was killed!
Bang!
……
In a short three minutes, the thirteen jumping corpses had all fallen to the ground.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art circulated inside his body, and the evil Qi that was spreading out was absorbed into his body.
Feeling the comfort of the increase in his physical strength, Ye Chen's hand movements became even more ferocious.
Bang! Bang! Bang…
One punch after another landed on the zombie's body, sending them flying one after another. The corpse qi that was released was all absorbed into Ye Chen's body.
"Gulp!"
Qiu Sheng swallowed his saliva. Ye Chen was in the middle of the group of corpses, and the group of corpses could not hurt him at all. At this moment, Ye Chen was extremely valiant, not like a human.
Feeling Ye Chen's ferocious aura when he attacked the zombie horde, even though he knew that Ye Chen was his junior brother, Qiu Sheng still felt a sense of fear in his heart. His legs were trembling a little, and his heart was completely subdued by Ye Chen.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Seven layers of force, three consecutive punches, cleanly and cleanly killed an iron armored corpse that was not inferior to a human master on the spot.
Ye Chen's eyes were filled with a sharp light.
He pushed away the zombies around him and looked at Ninth Uncle. He nodded in his heart. Master was indeed his master. He could fight evenly with this evil cultivator.
Then, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he felt a little powerless to complain in his heart.
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