Chapter 84 Wind

Chased by thousands of undead and countless skeletons, Zhang Yuan really has no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth. Even if he has the ability, it is difficult to turn the tide and turn the situation around.

Several of the most powerful skeletons chased him in an instant. The rusty weapons cut off his head at him in all directions. Before the sharp weapon approached, Zhang Yuan's skin was scratched a few scars by anger. The blood flew down one by one at the wound, and Zhang Yuanyong Spring Cave rushed up. The spiritual sword and figure quickly jumped 100 meters in the air. The sharp tip of the sword pierced several skeletons.

Thousands of undead spirits blew the Buddha to him like a wind of forgiveness dance, and Zhang Yuanzhen spent more than half of his strength. After the royal god was retreated by thousands of undead spirits, he felt weak, and his body was like rain, swaying and falling down.

A few bone claws with a strong storm rumbling under air pressure. Zhang Yuan felt like carrying tens of millions of pounds of gravity and couldn't help falling down.

Countless skeletons below roared and ran to the place where Zhang Yuan fell. After a burst of star in his eyes, Zhang Yuan fell to the ground heavily.

The skeletons fell with knives and chopped in any direction. Although Zhang Yuanzhen's breath was weak, it could not affect his royal flying sword. The spiritual sword flew out quickly. After sweeping the lines in all directions, more than a dozen skeletons were broken on the spot.

He got up in a hurry and had not yet stood firmly. More than a dozen skeletons killed him regardless of life and death. Zhang Yuan grabbed a skeleton in the air, swept it in all directions, and immediately hit several skeletons to death.

Several knife shadows came across his waist. Zhang Yuan flashed back a few steps, and several palm winds smashed these skeletons. He felt a strong wind behind him. Zhang Yuan hurriedly turned back and grabbed a sharp weapon.

With a light hand, he broke the sharp weapon from it. The skeleton raised its power and bumped into Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan kicked it out and kicked it 100 meters away. A sharp weapon suddenly flashed past Zhang Yuan's side. Zhang Yuan had no time to avoid it. His body was stabbed by the sharp weapon and splashed blood. His teeth clenched. Zhang Yuan used his palm as a knife to split the skeleton and die.

Several more horizontal attacks flashed at his head. Zhang Yuan hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed the spiritual sword. At this time, the fast light was exhausted, and only the royal god could block these powerful attacks for him. With the divine sword, the spiritual sword coiled around his head, and the sword shadow flowed heavily to resist several strongest attacks.

I felt a roar in my mind, my eyes were dizzy and blurred, and Zhang Yuan stabbed back a few steps. Although the royal god did not use the true spiritual power, if it was not protected by spiritual power, his body's knowledge of the sea and will be subject to a very serious counterattack.

Thousands of undead spirits are pouring down like the Milky Way, and the rapid flow of flying down. Such a momentum is really indescribable and indescribable.

Looking at the magnificent and powerful undead and skeletons, Zhang Yuan thought unwillingly, "Is innocence going to kill me here?" If he forcibly uses the Yunzong method to cross four layers of photography, he may save his life.

But after the last time he used the forced use of the camera, Zhang Yuan found a weakness, that is, even if he can escape the immediate danger, he will have a fatal crisis because of the forced intake of spiritual power.

Unwilling to sit and wait for death, Zhang Yuan's sword was united, and the spiritual sword consumed his weak spiritual power and flew far and near with a bright light. His hands tightly wrapped around the spiritual sword, and the powerful sword spirit landed all the obstacles in front of him like autumn wind and rotten leaves, and the wailing rose continuously. The white bones were scattered and flying, like thousands of dead pouring down the Milky Way, annihilated one after another.

Several leading skeletons saw this situation, and their bone claws grabbed forward and blocked Zhang Yuan's way. Zhang Yuanfei's speed was still unabated. The five fingers of his thick bone claws were stabbed one by one by the tip of his sharp sword, as if the jade pillar was trampling upside down, and several big bone fingers suddenly broke, stirring countless ashes powder.

A few skeletons roared, and then rushed to Zhang Yuan in the air, with extremely fast bone claws, drawing strange runes and pressing down Zhang Yuan. As soon as this charm came out, Zhang Yuan felt that there was a more evil god in the depths of the abys of death that directly swept into his sea of knowledge with the spirit of the dead. His soul trembled and his breathing was not smooth, and Zhang Yuan fell from the air.

Seeing Zhang Yuan falling down, countless undead and skeletons rushed to him with excitement and extravagant blood. Several undead entered his body and wanted to take away Zhang Yuan's body.

Zhang Yuanshu shouted, and the imperial god swept through his body and immediately killed the undead who entered his body. More and more undeads were like locusts in the sky, and they surrounded Zhang Yuan one after another.

They all scrambled to seize this body. Although the emperor destroyed countless undead, it was still useless and could not deter their greedy desire at all. These undead were bound by the abyss and they could not leave here.

Just as Zhang Yuan's life was hanging on the line, the wind and thunder were suddenly rolling in front of him, the gravel was flying, and the sound of banging was endless. Listen carefully, it seems that in front of the two armies, the drums are thundering and the knives are intertwined. Hearing the sound of wind and thunder, all the undead and skeletons showed a look of fear. After careful debate and listening for several breaths, thousands of undead were scattered everywhere, and countless skeletons hid on the ground.

Zhang Yuan was puzzled and said, "What kind of wind is this? Why is there such a big movement?" Still confused, Zhang Yuan saw that countless blades rolled around in the air in the distance.

Where the blade passed, the originally sharp stone mountain suddenly became full of knife marks and scattered. On the wide cliff, tens of thousands of traces were drawn in an instant.

There was a wild sound in his ear, and his hair fell one after another. After hundreds of millions of blades flew close, Zhang Yuan knew that these rolling blades were all wind blades.

Zhang Yuan said, "This is a strong wind!" He had heard that there was a wind in the world called the wind. Once this wind blows, wherever it passes, the creatures will be like being split by thousands of blades, and there will be no whole body. If the wind passes through the uninhabited land, all the vegetation will be blown to pieces. At that time, he didn't believe it. At this time, it seemed that the power of the wind was not exaggerated, but was said to be small.

He hurriedly plunged into the Qinggang rocks, and the wind blade hit the Qinggang stones next to him, and immediately made a crackling sound. This powerful sound shocked Zhang Yuan's ears.

Hit by the wind blade, the undead in the sky, like a tide, suddenly fell like the water of a waterfall. In just a few breaths, hundreds of millions of undeads perished.

Hundreds of skeletons had nowhere to hide, and were immediately destroyed by thousands of wind blades. Under such a huge wind blade, Zhang Yuan could not even hear the strange screams of skeletons in horror, and saw their bodies dissipate.

In front of the wind blade, all the undead and skeletons have no time to kill Zhang Yuan. There are also many strong people in these skeletons. They may not be afraid of this wind before they die, but now they are not in the flesh and can't carry a protective mask to protect themselves. Their ** white bones outside can't withstand the blade of the wind.