Boom!
Boom!
Boom...
Although Xuan Song's speed was fast, Ren Weiyong's movements were even faster. Just as he rushed three meters in front of Ren Weiyong, the basin-sized fist directly bombarded his body fiercely.
At that moment, the surrounding air could not help but explode.
Xuan Song's figure let out a muffled groan and flew backward with an explosive aura.
He crashed into a tree as thick as a well behind him and then rubbed against the ground. He retreated more than ten meters, leaving a trail of several inches before finally stopping.
The power of Ren Weiyong's punch was so terrifying!
Without waiting for Xuan Song to react, Ren Weiyong took a step forward and instantly approached Xuan Song.
Ren Weiyong raised his hand and slashed down fiercely. At this moment, the surrounding air could not help but feel as if it was about to be torn apart by this blade, and a sharp and ear-piercing sound was heard.
At this moment, Xuan Song's pupils could not help but shrink. He felt a fatal danger.
At this moment, Xuan Song didn't hesitate at all. He instinctively dodged. He placed his hands in front of the monster and kicked the ground with his heel. His figure suddenly fled backward.
But if Ren Weiyong made a move, how could he let him have the possibility of escaping again!
Just as his figure was fleeing backward, Ren Weiyong had already slashed down fiercely at him. Clang...
Using his palm as a blade, he slashed down on Xuan Song's body. It was blocked by his arms that were protecting him. At that moment, a clang sounded.
The power of Ren Weiyong's attack was so strong that even if it was a palm without a blade, the strength of this attack had reached an extremely terrifying level after the strengthening of his body.
The heavy sword had no edge, and as long as one had enough strength, its power would not be inferior to ordinary divine weapons.
In just an instant, the golden scales on Xuan Song's arms were shattered by this palm.
Moreover, the sharpness of this palm did not decrease. It broke through Xuan Song's flying zombie body and the blade directly cut into his bones, which was why he barely blocked it.
However, under the powerful force of Ren Weiyong's attack, Xuan Song's figure was instantly sent flying.
Boom...
An afterimage flashed past. Xuan Song's figure landed more than ten meters away and directly landed on the ground.
Pieces of gravel, accompanied by a cloud of dust, instantly shot into the surroundings.
"Hiss…"
Seeing Ren Weiyong's terrifying attack, he could not help but suppress Xuan Song, unable to retaliate at all. Even the layer of scales on his body was broken.
Four Eyes and Thousand Crane Daoist looked at each other secretly. As they widened their eyes, they couldn't help but suck in a cold breath!
The two of them could not do anything to this royal zombie. They could not even break through the defense on his body.
However, the moment Ren Weiyong made his move, this royal zombie seemed to have changed its appearance. It actually did not have the slightest bit of strength to retaliate and was suppressed the entire time.
It wasn't just Si Mu and Qian He who were shocked. Lin Jiu's heart was also filled with fear, and a shocking wave was set off.
Xuan Song was a flying zombie, and he had been tempered by the heavenly lightning. He had absorbed the luck in his body and mutated.
He did not expect that when he faced Ren Weiyong, he would actually become so miserable. He could not fight back at all!
Even the strongest flying zombie below the Zombie King could not defeat Ren Weiyong!
Could it be that Ren Weiyong had already reached the level of a zombie king…
Lin Jiu didn't dare to think about it.
Ren Weiyong strode forward and continued to beat Xuan Song up.
He had been tempered by heavenly lightning, fused with the fate in his body, and could resist ordinary magic tools and Dao techniques.
Since ordinary Dharmic Artifacts and Dharmic Spells were useless against Xuan Song, he would use brute force to suppress him!
It was just a flying zombie, but its skin was slightly thicker. To Ren Weiyong, it was a living target with slightly stronger defense.
Ren Weiyong did not even use any other methods. Just ordinary punches and palm slashes were enough to make this royal zombie unable to withstand it.
Faced with Ren Weiyong's crushing power, fear was already born in Xuan Song's heart at this moment, and he had the intention to retreat.
After regaining his spiritual intelligence, he was no longer a bloodthirsty zombie, but a formidable man who could analyze the pros and cons.
Thinking of this, Xuan Song slammed his palm on the ground and his figure directly jumped up from the ground.
"Roar!" When his gaze landed on Ren Weiyong, he immediately let out a furious roar. The corpse qi on his body surged like a tide and rushed straight towards Ren Weiyong, as if he was ready to fight with his life.
However, what happened next made Lin Jiu and the others widen their eyes in disbelief.
As the Corpse Qi rushed towards Ren Weiyong, Xuan Song's figure did not hesitate at all. He actually turned around and turned into an afterimage to escape.
As a royal zombie, a flying zombie, and the former Iron Hat King…
He ran away!
He ran away…
"You can come and go as you please. Have you asked me?”
At that moment, Ren Weiyong directly rushed over in the face of the surging corpse qi.
The Corpse Qi that most people would avoid was sucked in by Ren Weiyong.
"We're all zombies, using corpse energy to attack…Idiot!”
Ren Weiyong ignored the obstruction of the corpse qi and was extremely fast, instantly catching up to the fleeing Xuan Song.
" This, what's going on…" When Xuan Song saw that Ren Weiyong was not blocked by the corpse qi at all, he could not help but feel a shocking wave in his heart.
Instinctively, Xuan Song felt that there was something wrong with Ren Weiyong's identity.
But at this moment, he did not have time to think too much. An iron hand had already strangled his neck!
Xuan Song's eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Ren Weiyong's indifferent gaze.
Ren Weiyong sneered." Where do you think you're going? Go gather the Eight Banners 'elites…No, there aren't any Eight Banners' elites left. They must have disappeared in the process of fleeing."”
The combat strength of the Eight Banners at the end of the Qing Dynasty could not be compared to that of the late Ming Dynasty. The long days of being pampered had turned them into a group of mobs who only knew how to enjoy themselves. In addition to the battle in Beijing, he was scared out of his wits by Yuan Shikai's heavy machine gun.
Xuan Song's royal army should be gone…
Therefore, Ren Weiyong did not see the royal army earlier, leaving only a few dozen loyal servants guarding the golden coffin.
Xuan Song was also desperate and unwilling to fail, so he staked everything and came up with this zombie transformation technique.
Perhaps he felt that the secret of his race, the Golden-armored Corpse, was enough to block Yuan Shikai's heavy machine gun...
Xuan Song's golden eyes flashed as if they had lost their luster.
This gaze seemed to be saying:
" F * ck, my Qing Dynasty is dead. What's the point of saying all this…"
Xuan Song was a royal zombie, a mutated flying zombie that was even stronger than ordinary flying zombies. With his neck grabbed by Ren Weiyong, he couldn't even move, let alone break free.
"Actually, I don't think the Golden-Armored Corpses are strong enough to withstand heavy machine gun fire. From the moment you decided to help the king, your failure was already destined…"
Ren Weiyong muttered. Under Xuan Song's terrified gaze, Ren Weiyong placed his other hand on his head.
"Refine the karmic luck…"
At that moment, Ren Weiyong directly activated his skill and began to devour the power of the royal zombie.
With a thought from Ren Weiyong, Xuan Song immediately felt the power in his body gradually disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"H-how is this possible? This person can actually devour my power…"
Xuan Song had never expected that Ren Weiyong could actually devour the Qing court's luck for his own use!
Not only was it luck, but Ren Weiyong, who had the bloodline of a general, would also benefit greatly from any demons or ghosts. He would be a resource that could allow the bloodline of a general to advance!
The mutant zombie in front of him had not only been tempered by heavenly lightning, but it had also fused with a trace of the imperial court's providence.
Although it was only a flying zombie, as Ren Weiyong devoured and refined Xuan Song's power, he could clearly feel that his strength was increasing rapidly.
Sensing the changes in his body, Ren Weiyong's eyes could not help but flash with a bright light.
"Could it be because of that trace of luck…"
A mere flying zombie was able to cause a change in his general's bloodline. Other than that mysterious luck, Ren Weiyong really could not think of anything else special about Xuan Song.
In just a short span of ten breaths, Xuan Song's flying zombie-level power was directly turned into ashes under Ren Weiyong's devouring, becoming nourishment for Ren Weiyong's advancement.
Just as Xuan Song turned into ashes and his remaining spiritual intelligence dissipated, his voice could not help but sound in Ren Weiyong's mind,"Aisin Gioro will never let you off…"
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