Chapter 50 ; Cracked Turtle

If a person wants to succeed, talent only accounts for 1%, and the remaining 60% comes from sweat, while the decisive thing is the remaining 39 percent of luck.

Peng Feiyue is not a genius, but his ancient martial arts have progressed thousands of miles. At this point, he mainly comes from the paranoid pursuit of hobbies. The most important thing is that he has more than one good master.

Han Bai, there is no doubt that he opened the door of a wide sky for Peng Feiyue. He led Peng Feiyue into this hall. Although he is not a responsible master, he is undoubtedly a good master, Huashui palm, wind demon legs, hidden weapon 72 outlines, and so on, coupled with Zhang Ziyang's experience of battle. Peng Feiyue is improving every minute and every second.

Fal and real, the wind demon leg feinted, turned over and crossed, and invaded behind the evil corpse king like a swimming fish. The dagger in Peng Feiyue's hand was like an eagle hitting the sky, and like a meteorite falling from the sky, quickly stabbed a sad arc across the throat of the corpse king. This dagger is not ordinary. It is a treasure given to him by Han Bai. It is a short sword of fish intestines, one of the ancient magic soldiers. It is about three feet long. The sword is as thin as wings and cuts iron like mud. It is rumored to have the effect of breaking armor and can break all the true spirit of the family.

The short dagger of the fish intestine easily cut through the skin of the evil corpse king. Peng Feiyue was happy and had a feeling of controlling his fate. He was not careless. Not only that, his spirit was in a state of high tension, and his breath locked the evil corpse king's every move. This is Zhang Ziyang's teaching. At any time, as long as the opponent still exists. , never relax.

Sure enough, this evil corpse king is quite strange. When the short dagger of the fish intestine pierces its throat, it seems to be sandwiched in the steel seam. No matter how Peng Feiyue stimulates the energy in the body, it can't be shaken at all. At the same time, the evil corpse king reacted. It slapped powerfully and the fishy wind was everywhere. Fortunately, Peng Feiyue did not relax his vigilance. At present, the strong man broke his wrist and drew his sword and retreated. The evil corpse king seized the opportunity to sweep the air, forcing Peng Feiyue to raise his arms to resist. The huge force shocked his internal organs and blood Rolling, he suffered a small internal injury. With this force, he pulled out and jumped several times like a flying swallow to relieve his strength. Then he slowly came to hold the sword to protect his chest, and his eyes were cold and sharp.

"Xiaoqing, leave quickly. This end is not easy to deal with!"

On the other side, Han Xiaoqing and Xue Xiaodan shouted loudly. At this time, rapid footsteps came from outside the warehouse. Countless rotten corpses broke into the door and rushed up like waves. Their whole bodies were rotten and smelly. They rushed to Han Xiaoqing with their teeth and claws completely blocked all the retreat routes. Peng Feiyue was shocked and took a strong breath. He held the fish intestine sword in his hand and silently transported the immortal wind and cloud body skills. He transformed two into four and sixteen, and turned into tens of millions. Each holding a sword, the flying immortals outside the sky were attacked by rippled oblique thorns and forced them all back. He really grabbed Han Xiaoqing and flew up and retreated to the corner of the warehouse, which was barely avoided abdomen. The taboo of the enemy.

"Why are there so many rotting corpses here, Xiaofei? Is the information given by the office false? Wang Xingui's fat pig dares to hurt us?

Xue Xiaodan held an ion sword in his hand and was on alert. He roared angrily and thought that Wang Xingui repeatedly told him the importance of this operation before departure. Unexpectedly, it was a very safe task. Finally, since he ambushed the evil corpses, what is more terrible is that the countless encircled corpses have no thoughts and pain, and consume their strength by wheel war. It is the most terrible.

"Wang Xingui should not have the courage to harm us. If any of the three of us is killed, and the master knows that Wang Xingui must die. I guess there must be a bias in intelligence! Now Xiaoqing, listen to Xiaodan. I will release the giant turtle spirit in my body to highlight a way to live. Xiaodan took out a flying blanket and quickly went to Moonlight Valley to move rescue soldiers. On the way, you must be careful of those dead birds. If you can hide when you are alone, don't kill other corpses and birds smell blood.

Peng Feiyue quickly made a plan, but Han Xiaoqing hugged his arm and said firmly, "No, if you want to walk together, you will die if you stay."

"Yes, my little brother is going to die together. I will never abandon you." Xue Xiaodan's face was scratched with resoluteness. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and said something in his mouth. He stretched out and waved his hand. The light flashed, and the thunder cannon appeared brazenly. The smell of destruction made the evil corpse king, including thousands of besieged rotten corpses, feel a trace of fear. He stepped back a few steps and did not dare to step forward for the time being.

"Little egg, you are crazy. If you use the thunder cannon, you will die."

Peng Feiyue grabbed Xue Xiaodan and roared, but was broken away by his backhand. He looked at Han Xiaoqing with a sad face. He took a step forward, slapped his palm on the barrel, and roared angrily, "Grandpa's last shot, as long as I can save my brother, I have no regrets."

The thunder cannon barrel of destroying the world sounded softly, as if it was not worthless for Xue Xiaodan's move, but he couldn't stand his determination to die at this moment. A wail sounded in the warehouse, and a dazzling black light gathered at the mouth of the world-exting thunder cannon. At the same time, Xue Xiaodan's vitality surged rapidly in it. His hair gradually dried up, and his face was pale. The old wax was extremely yellow and haggard, and his skin was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon it was as thin as skin and bones. Only his eyes flashed, looking at the ferocious roar of thousands of rotten corpses in front of him, and he died without regrets.

Bum!

A hand knife hit the back of Xue Xiaodan's neck* He stunned, and the annihilating thunder cannon spirit quickly retreated its vitality to Xue Xiaodan and integrated it into his body. Peng Feiyue gently put it to the ground like mud, raised the corners of his mouth gently, and his eyes said softly, "You call me little brother. If you want to work hard, it's far from your turn. " After saying that, he got up and patted Han Xiaoqing, who squeezed his mouth and endured to cry. Peng Feiyue strode forward and brazenly faced the rotten corpse like a wolf and tiger alone. He clenched his fists and closed his eyes. He entered the realm of ethereal spirit in an hour. In the depths of his vast sea of knowledge, a giant turtle in the shape of mountains, rivers was bowing down and lying down. It had a dragon head. , A is like a mountain and stone. Although it bows its head, it has the tendency to swallow mountains and rivers. It is exactly the mysterious giant turtle encountered by Leo and Peng Feiyue, a prehistoric human in the tidal castle.

"I need your strength!"

Peng Feiyue's mind communicated with the giant turtle in the sea of knowledge. The giant turtle suddenly opened its eyes and rose to the sky. It spit out vicissitudes and said, "If you want to use my power, you must pay a certain price. Are you willing to bear this price?"

"As long as I can protect my brother, I am willing to give you the control of my body."

"Okay, don't worry, I'm just borrowing your body. When I finish dealing with my affairs, I will divide one-third of my strength into you as a reward. According to the division of your human ranks, it should be the peak of strength in the Holy Land."

"I don't need your strength. I believe I can reach the level you mentioned one day. Don't talk nonsense. Come on, occupy my body. If you can't fulfill your promise, even if you die, I want to be buried with me!"

"Good boy, I like your personality. Don't worry, I will never break my promise."

A breath that did not belong to the world emanated on Peng Feiyue. He breathed the elements of heaven and earth galloped for it. Suddenly, the wind and clouds surged over the whole Holy Emperor City. The color of the sky and earth changed, and the black wind roared into a tornado surging above the warehouse. This tornado was inconceivable and fierce in Peng Feiyue's eyes. However, for a moment, the golden light flashed like a god's possession. The tornado over the warehouse broke through the air and surrounded Peng Feiyue's body and even Han Xiaoqing and Xue Xiaodan. It doubled the tornado. The rotten bodies touched by the storm were strangled, and the evil corpse king also tried to struggle and urged a roar. The chain at the waist rushed forward, but the tornado separated a trace of spiral gas into the chest and flew into dead ashes on the spot and completely dissipated.

"Roar, my cracked turtle is coming back to the earth, Qinglong, you will betray my brothers and sisters in an attempt to destroy my spirit in heaven. Today, I will return to the earth and swear to cut you with thousands of knives and raw meat!"

Peng Feiyue, no, it should be a cracked turtle. He raised his arms and roared, and the sound waves shocked thousands of miles, disturbing countless armies of rotten corpses hundreds of miles around the Holy Emperor City. In an instant, groups of rotten corpses on the land roared and attacked in groups. Some evil corpses hidden in the dark pulled the chains wrapped around their waist and took heavy steps to attack regretfully, some like spiders. The first demon monster with six legs propped to the ground quickly and drilled out of the underground. This monster is called the tearer, which is the evolution of the evil corpse king. They are infinitely powerful, and more flexible. They are the fate of all creatures. According to some masters who escaped from the tearers, these tearers even have a little bit of martial arts skills. Their two suspended forelimbs are death. The sickle is used at an ultra-fast speed with certain martial arts skills. Under the power master, as long as the power has not formed spiritual wings, all of them are killed in a second.

Compare the violence of the strange corpse army on land. Moving, on the sky, countless rotten big birds fluttered with their wings. These corpses are generally aggressive, but they are stronger than their strength. Often two evil corpses grab their feet and fly into the air. Some power masters encounter this combination. If there is no strong explosive power, they can only fall on the spot.

The tornado hovering around the cracked turtle suddenly disappeared without a trace. His arms naturally hung down and stood up, like a bunker facing thousands of menacing strange corpses. Within his left and right, because of the tornado rage only yellow sand and countless broken walls, when the corpses in the sky The bird took the lead in reaching the top of his head and put down the carrying evil corpse. In the dust swept up in the distance, it could barely see countless torn people sweeping. At this time, Han Xiaoqing behind the cracked turtle squatted down in horror and hugged Xue Xiaodan and cried loudly. Her clear sound covered the vibration of the earth and only heard a "Wanqing's mother" Mom, I'm afraid, come and save me~" cut through the dark Holy Emperor City.