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In the previous two years, the two enemies had heard from a Martial Ancestor about the legend of Miao Jiang's number one cult, the "Nine Pylons". It was said that a hundred years ago, the "Sky Demon Maze" of the Central Plains had been in cahoots with the people of the martial arts world, wreaking havoc in the martial arts world.

Later on, an extraordinary man named Duan Qingfeng appeared out of nowhere, standing on top of the Demon Palace, exploring the Miao territory, exterminating all evil, and killing all evil for over a hundred years.

In the battle of Miao Frontier, Duan Qingfeng slaughtered all the martial artists in the future, cutting off the martial arts world. Familiar with a hundred years after the resurgence of death, and far from Jiangnan to do evil.

At this time, Chou Hai Tian suddenly remembered something that the senior had mentioned back then. He said with a loud voice, "Miss Tian, you don't have to worry. The Nine Pylons is very evil when refined into a demon corpse.

Tie Qingyi nodded. "Exactly so. My master also mentioned this before!" A black light flashed, and Tie Qingyi's figure flashed as he circled around. The Black Iron Keshi sword was like a lightning bolt, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed each of the demon corpse girls in the left atrium. The girl screamed at the same time as she fell off the roof and onto the ground. She didn't move at all.

The bell suddenly stopped ringing, and a cry of surprise sounded out from the darkness. It was precisely the person who rang the bell, and said sickly: "What a fast sword, no wonder you dare to taunt this sovereign!"

One strike inspired Tian Xin'er and Gu Qishao to leap forward. The hooks flashed with swords, "Ah, ah!" Two sharp howls sounded, and the two demon corpses that just climbed out fell down again.

The sickly voice angrily said, "Ignorant scoundrel, you dare to destroy my divine object! Kill without mercy!" The bell suddenly rang loudly, like a torrential rain striking at a banana. A faint sound of weapons clashing could be heard.

The demon corpse girls who were climbing up suddenly roared in unison. Their bodies suddenly flew up and jumped onto the roof.

It turned out that the ringing sound was the signal for the demon corpses to move. Looking at the movements of the demon corpses, they didn't seem stiff and stiff at first. Instead, their bodies were as light as smoke as they floated over to attack.

A sickly voice came out of nowhere: "Nether Sovereign, Underworld Corpse Man, Second Phase Soul Search, Heaven Splitting Earth Destruction!"

Tie Qingyi shouted, "Everyone, quickly kill the enemy. This Nine Hell Nether Demon Corpse has a total of six stages, but advance according to the sequence. If the enemy reaches the sixth stage in succession, I'm afraid that no one will be able to deal with them!" In the middle of their cries, where the short sword was swung, two young girls tumbled down.

Nangong He saw with his own eyes that the demon corpse that was stiff in the beginning, suddenly had a nimble and nimble movement. Nangong He saw with his own eyes the demon corpse that was stiff in the beginning, suddenly had a nimble and nimble movement.

The Jingxi Duo Hero wielded their blade as they stood beside Nangong He, instantly cutting down a few Demonic Corpse Maiden! Everyone's swords danced in the wind and rain. In an instant, more than ten demon corpses had died on the rooftop.

The bell rang loudly, sounding increasingly impatient. Although everyone was brave and peerless, the demon corpses were wooden, and didn't know how to fear or retreat. Within the ringing sound, the dark green figure flew forward like a butterfly, unafraid of death.

At first glance, there was a dazzling phosphorescent light. No one knew how many demon corpses there were. The shadows of human figures covered the sky, trapping them in a tight encirclement. All he could see was a deep green. He could only muster his energy to kill the enemy and win the battle.

Fortunately, the demon corpses were like mummies, and no blood splashed out from their wounds. Therefore, there was no need for the group to avoid being hit, so they were not flustered.

Ring, ring, ring. It was like a life incantation for the soul. During this period of time, the howls of the demonic corpse girl could be heard. Suddenly, Fan Zhangkong's angry shout rang out from within the howling.

Everyone looked back, only to see Fan Zhangkong slashing his axe through the demon corpse's left atrium. With a flip of his axe, he chopped off the demon corpse's head that was coming his way.

One of the demon corpse girl's head rolled off the roof, but she unexpectedly stood upright and did not fall. Instead, she floated forward and grabbed Fan Zhangkong's left wrist.

Tie Qingyi cried out: "Not good! Elder Fan, don't move! " He rushed over and stabbed his sword into the left side of the headless demon corpse's heart.

The demon corpse weakly sat on the ground. Its five fingers were as dry as an eagle's claw as it tightly grabbed onto Fan Zhangkong's arm.

Chou Hai Tian and the others quickly gathered around the two of them as Nangong He and the two ladies stood in a triangle. The three of them used their swords to defend against the demon corpse girl.

Tie Qingyi used his dagger to gently pry open the demonic corpse girl's palm. The place where Fan Zhangkong's arm had been gripped by her five fingers was already a dark purple color.

The sickly voice coldly laughed, "Wherever the Nine Hell Nether God touched, the flesh and bones would instantly melt. This sovereign will personally witness you decomposing into a pile of bones."

Fan Zhangkong said angrily, "Even if this old man turns into a pile of bones, I'll still kill a few more of your damned things!" With one hand holding the axe, he cut open the left shoulder of one of the demon corpses on the right.

The sickly voice said, "Hehe … It's wonderful! You originally had an incense's worth of time to live, but you're trying so hard to accelerate the flow of the venom. Now, it's going to rot in the blink of an eye! "

Fan Zhangkong glared at the demon corpse. Just as he was about to use his power to kill it again, his vision suddenly went black. The itchy sensation on his arm was unbearable, and his entire body suddenly went limp. He took a deep breath and slowly sat down.

Qiu Haitian's face turned pale with fright as he hastily used his saber to rip apart Fan Zhangkong's sleeve. In the blink of an eye, the purplish black area had rotted down to its bones. The flesh on both sides of it was as if they were being roasted by oil, and it stank of burnt flesh. Upon closer inspection, a black line could be seen extending up his arm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qiu Haitian's face darkened. He turned back to look at Tie Qingyi, who nodded with a wry smile.

"Second brother, raise your arm!"

Hearing that, Nangong He looked back and cried out, "Elder Chou, you absolutely cannot!"

Fan Zhangkong laughed heartily, clenching his teeth and using all his strength to raise his arm. In just a split-second, the black line had spread all the way to his armpit.

With tears in his eyes, Qiu Haitian did not dare hesitate in the slightest. A flash of blade light came down like a bolt of lightning.

Fan Zhangkong snorted dully. His left arm had been chopped off by Chou Haitian's saber shoulder, and sweat began to roll down his forehead like yellow beans.

Tie Qingyi raised his finger and quickly sealed all the acupoints on his shoulder. He stopped the flow of blood and said in a deep voice: "Elder Fan can calm his heart and calm his mind, Tie Qingyi will definitely avenge senior!"

After he finished speaking, he left behind Fan Zhangkong to protect him as he rushed into the middle of the group of demon corpses. He moved to the left and right side of his body while dodging, and the Darksteel Divine Sword transformed into balls of dark light.

His heart was filled with pain. Fan Zhangkong had lost an arm, and he hated the Nine Pylorus Demon Corpse's poison. With his killing intent, he unleashed the Yin Yang Unity Sword Art. He was invincible in this world.

The dark light rolled along the roof ridge, and the miserable shrieks of the demon corpse girls were constantly mixed in with it. One after another, their charming bodies tumbled down from the roof.

At this time, the ringing sound became even louder, and the demon corpse girls seemed to have gone crazy. The green light in each of their eyes suddenly lit up, and they rushed up one after another.

By the side, Nangong He and Tian Gu were infuriated by Fan Zhangkong's injuries. Their eyes were bloodshot as they slashed out with their scimitars.

For a time, the sounds of battle and bells rang out. The young girl's voice was not like that of a human's, it resounded in a chaotic manner, shaking the roof tiles.

The cold moonlight shone down, and the strange phosphorescent greens intertwined with the whistling blade light. However, all the other courtyards in the residence were quiet. There was not a single person in sight, and the eerie battle at the martial ring had turned into an extremely inharmonious scene under the gloomy sky.

Although Gu Qishao had been through countless trials and hardships in the martial arts world, he still found it hard to bear with this kind of fighting until his hands softened. After stabbing down a girl with a demon corpse in front of him, he took a glance and saw a demon corpse at his side baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it pounced towards him. The sword was now slanted horizontally, and with the move "Flower Splitting Cascade", the tip of the sword "Chi" stabbed towards the left side of the demon corpse's heart.

The young girl in jade-green clothes had refined herself into a demon; it was unknown whether she was dead or in fear. Seeing the sword pass through his chest, he smiled sinisterly. Moonlight shone into her greenish eyes. Gu Qishao vaguely saw tears welling up in the girl's eyes. The long sword unconsciously tilted to the side as she jabbed it into the girl's left arm.

The young girl's mouth split into a smile. Without any delay, she suddenly grabbed Gu Qishao's throat! Gu Qishao retracted his sword in an attempt to dodge, but the girl's five fingers moved as fast as they could. Before she could even raise the sword, the girl's fingertip had already reached under her chin.

Gu Qishao and the others saw this scene and their faces paled! However, everyone was trying their best to kill the enemy. The demon corpses before them were a mass of activity, and no one was able to lend a hand.

Nangong He's eyes almost burst out of their sockets. With a loud shout, he chopped down two demon corpses. He threw out his long blade, and the wind behind him whistled as the demon corpses rushed forward.

Gu Qishao heaved a long sigh. He hadn't thought that being merciful would actually harm his own life. In an instant, all his hopes turned to ashes. Smiling sadly, he thought to himself, "Take care, Crane Head!"

At that moment, two figures leaped over the high wall like a windmill and rushed to the roof with unparalleled speed. One person took a step through the air, and before anyone could blink, Tian Xin'er exclaimed in shock. Just as she spoke, that person had already reached out his hand to grab Gu Qishao.

The other man was tall and big. He strode forward and just happened to be standing at Gu Qishao's original position. He waved his hand towards the demonic corpse girl's hand and laughed loudly. "Little girl, I'll treat you to chicken legs!"

The demonic corpse girl's five fingers were firm and felt warm and smooth. It was actually a fragrant chicken leg. However, the energy behind the chicken leg was extremely thick. A strong force pushed the demon corpse girl to the brink of collapse. She staggered a few steps back and fell down from the roof.

The man laughed loudly, his phoenix-like eyes were thick, and his aura was majestic!

Tian Xin'er was both surprised and happy as she shouted, "Monk Dog Meat, is that you?"