Chapter 262 Zombie King 1

"Hahahaha!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king looked up to the sky and laughed, and the sound rolled like the thunder that rolled down in the nine days. The whole capital could hear it clearly, and many people who stayed at home also ran out of the house one after another.

"What's your name? You don't have to do this when the sound is loud?" Feng Xiaotian was the closest to the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king, and his ears were "buzzing" with shock.

"Haha, little guy, do you know that there are countless people in the world who want to be my servant. It's your honor to take a fancy to you. Don't miss the opportunity!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king made a demagogic statement.

"Stop talking nonsense. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. Let's die quickly!" Feng Xiaotian had found that the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king had a fierce breath all over his body. He knew that he was not a good person. He might have caused trouble now. He decided to start first. He suddenly came out with a light sword and turned into a purple light and shot at the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king.

The speed of the light sword was so fast. Before the ten thousand-year-old zombie king could react, he saw the lightning with the light sword shooting between his chest and abdomen.

I only heard a sound of "dang" like a gold and stone. The light sword was like hitting the divine iron, flying back backwards. Where the light sword hit, Mars splashed everywhere. The sharp top-grade spiritual weapon, the light sword only cut off a few wisps of black hair on the surface of the zombie body.

"Kid, how dare you take action against me? Wow, I'm so angry!" Although the light sword did not hurt the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king, after all, it was the full blow of the practitioner in the later stage of distractions. The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king still felt a deep pain and couldn't help roaring.

Feng Xiaotian was even more surprised. Originally, he hoped that under the sneak attack, even if he could not kill the other party, he could at least hurt him, but he didn't expect that he was not hurt at all.

"Kid, you can't forgive. You have to pay for your behavior!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king roared, with a big mouth, and a puff of black smoke spewed out, shrouded in the wind and the sky.

Feng Xiaotian obviously felt that there was a strong sense of death in this black smoke. The breath was somewhat similar to Qiu Cangming who fought with it yesterday, but it was much thicker than the death of the black smoke issued by Qiu Cangming.

Fortunately, Feng Xiaotian came up with a way to deal with this kind of black smoke in the fight with Qiu Cangming. He took back the light sword and pushed his palms forward. The true fire qi surged out of the meridians, and a turbulent flame rose from his palm and greeted the black smoke.

This flame full of masculinity is indeed the nemesis to deal with the cold and dead air. There was only a "squeak" sound, and the black smoke shrouded in it was burned, and at the same time, the flame emitted by Feng Xiaotian also disappeared into the air.

"Damn!" When the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king saw that his black smoke was invalid, he couldn't help but be furious. With a big mouth, the endless black smoke rolled out and quickly filled half of the sky.

"How to burn this?" Feng Xiaotian was dumbfounded when he saw this situation, and he couldn't spray so many flames!

"Ji Jie! What are you going to do this time?" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king smiled and continued to urge the rolling black smoke to cover the wind and sky.

In desperation, Feng Xiaotian asked the secret of heaven. The true fire qi ejected from all the meridians of the body and instantly turned into a fire man. As soon as the black smoke touched his body, it was burned by the blazing flames.

In this way, black smoke covers the sky and the sun, while the wind is small and the sky is full of fire, like a bright lamp hanging in mid-air.

Although it is safe for the time being, it is too laborious. If you don't want to take countermeasures like this, I'm afraid that you will be exhausted and swallowed by the black smoke in the end.

"Haha, I'll see how long you can hold on. As long as you are eroded by black smoke, you will become a zombie. You can't help yourself if you want to be my servant!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king said with a wild smile. He saw that Feng Xiaotian's move of flame protection could not last, so as soon as the voice fell, his mouth opened, and the rolling black smoke continued to surge out.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian's heart sank and became a little anxious. He believed that what the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king said just now was true, because when he fought with Qiu Cangming yesterday, he had already seen the power of the black smoke. He invaded his right arm and almost didn't force it out, and the black smoke issued by the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king was stronger and naturally powerful. If you are more powerful, you should come up with countermeasures as soon as possible.

Feng Xiaotian's mind turned around, and the light sword was also held in his hand. He was calculating the weakness of the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king in his mind, because he explored it with his divine knowledge and found that the strength of the ten-thousand-year-old zom king was unfathomable, and at least it was also the cultivation of the combination period.

Feng Xiaotian slightly recovered some of the flames outside the body. Now he needs to save energy, but the ten thousand-year-old zombie king soon noticed it. His eyes swept over like a searchlight and said with a smile, "Haha, boy, are you really weak? I advise you to surrender. I have just come out of the ground, and I need a few effective assistants. You are good. Then you let me out, and you can surrender obediently. At that time, in this world of cultivation, you will be more than 10,000 people under one person!"

"Eyes?" Feng Xiaotian's heart lit up, but he didn't pay attention to the words of the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king. With a lightsaber in his hand and a blazing flame, he suddenly shot out, through the rolling black smoke, and went straight to the left eye of the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king.

I only heard a "plop" sound. Half of the sword with the light sword did not enter the eyes of the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king, but it could not enter any more. It flew out backwards suddenly. There was a huge eyeball hanging on the tip of the sword. With the flying with the light sword, the black-blooded eyeball fell off the tip of the sword and fell into the dust.

"Ah?" Although the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king's body was extremely hard and his sword was uninjured, his eyes were very soft. Unexpectedly, he was pierced by Feng Xiaotian's sword, which made him roar.

"Kid, I'm going to kill you! Come on, take your life!" The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king completely put away Feng Xiaotian's mind as a servant and said angrily. His huge body rushed to Feng Xiaotian crazily. Two huge arms waved, lined up heavy black smoke, and grabbed Feng Xiaotian. The sharp nails were sharp and long, reflecting the cold light in the sunlight.

Feng Xiaotian could not let him catch it. He picked up the secret of rushing to the sky, and his body flashed. The ten-thousand-year-old zombie king grabbed it empty, but the big foot kicked down several houses on the ground. Fortunately, the people inside had already fled, otherwise they would have been trampled into meat sauce.

After Feng Xiaotian dodged, the light sword suddenly shot again, like lightning, and shot at the right eye of the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king. If this move is successful, it will be much easier to deal with the ten-thousand-year-old zombie king. After all, although the zombie is very powerful, if it loses its eyes, it will at least lose most of its combat power. !