Chapter 159

"Hundred Days of Changchun Drunk!"

This is the fourth-order advanced formula!

Shang Xia's sword light soared into the sky, at least weakening the strength of Zhu Ying's palm by 80%.

With a crisp sound of "pa", a palm print sank by at least an inch on the wall, and directly wiped out the several words engraved on it.

Originally, Zhu Ying's palm could at least crack, shatter, or even shatter the wall.

Zhu Ying hit the air with one blow, and immediately volleyed with the second palm.

This time, Shang Xia, who had already reacted, was even more prepared. Several sword beams cut out almost in an instant, intercepting Zhu Ying's palm force diagonally, and dispelling it invisible.

Before that, Shang Xia's eyes had already fallen on that wall, trying to memorize the advanced formula printed on it with only a hundred or so words.

"Hundred Days of Changchun Drunk, main drug: ..., auxiliary drug: ..."

As everyone knows, Shang Xia puts all his attention on memorizing the advanced formula on the wall, and just like dealing with an errand, he can dispel Zhu Ying's attempt to destroy the wall engraving plan with a few swords, which makes Zhu Yingyu even more ashamed Under the double resentment.

"Shang Xia, you are too deceitful!"

Zhu Ying suddenly grabbed and shook the hand holding Mu Qingyu's head, and Mu Qingyu flew up from the stone bed and bumped towards Shang Xia.

Shang Xia quickly withdrew her sword style, stretched out her hand and made a volley, and a soft Liangyi Yuan Qi gushed out. When it received Mu Qingyu, it dissipated the strength on her body, without even hurting her at all, and then made her fall. Under the root of the wall against the stone wall.

"Ha, I knew it, it really is a couple of dogs!"

Zhu Ying sneered, and stretched out her hand again to slap in the air. Suddenly, dense cracks appeared on the wall, and then turned into fine rocks and fell to the ground with a "crash".

This time, Shang Xia finally had no time to stop it, and the wall engraved with the advanced formula of Wusha Realm was finally destroyed.

Shang Xia's expression was stern, and the Yuhe sword stabbed at Zhu Yingling again like thunder.

There was a faint flash of thunder on the tip of the sword, and the long sword was still about ten feet away, and Zhu Ying's body already had a faint feeling of numbness.

Zhu Ying, who had a deep understanding of Shang Xia's "Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand" supernatural power, used a third-order martial talisman again without hesitation.

The vitality in the stone room gathered, forming a tortoise shell shield with dark green glittering in front of Zhu Ying.

A beam of condensed lightning shot out from the tip of the sword first, and directly hit the tortoise shell shield. The bursting electric light slightly scattered the vitality shield, but it still failed to break it in the end.

But Shang Xia's Yuhe Sword followed closely behind, and with a "ding", it stabbed the tortoise shell shield formed by the condensed vitality again.

The burst of vitality that integrated hardness and softness directly made this third-order martial talisman almost useless.

"Fortunately, it's another Tier 3 Martial Talisman that doesn't seal the Martial Dao Will, otherwise it will be very troublesome to break it!"

Compared to Shang Xia's rejoicing, Zhu Ying had an unacceptable expression.

"You... you actually know how to merge the two poles? But you are not a martial arts supernatural power, how can this be possible?"

Shang Xia sneered, and a long sword of fairly good quality was drawn out from his cuff, held by his left hand, and then pressed against the spine of the Yuhe Sword in his right hand, so that the blades of the two long swords crossed, and then Like scissors, he slammed hard at the turtle shield whose vitality had begun to slacken!

"Who said that only martial arts supernatural powers can achieve the fusion of the two poles? Shang may know a lot more than you think!"

The two extremes of strength and softness that I originally experienced were transformed instantly. One of the two long swords had a faint flame jumping, while the other was filled with cold air. It was blown to pieces in an instant.

The two sword lights of ice and fire continued to attack Zhu Ying's body.

Zhu Ying yelled, and suddenly there was a thick-backed machete in his hand, which was held in both hands, and he looked at the intersection of the two swords with all his strength.

"嘡啷" There was a loud sound of metal and iron clanging, Zhu Ying was immediately blown away, her back hit the stone wall fiercely, her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed out from her mouth.

The thick-backed machete is obviously of extraordinary quality. Although Shang Xia sent Zhu Ying flying by relying on a more powerful Liangyi Yuanqi, the long sword in his left hand was still cut open with a gap two fingers deep. It will also be scrapped.

But at this moment, a cold light flashed in Zhu Ying's hand, and a three-inch-long pocket sword actually turned a corner in mid-air, out of the range of Shang Xia's interception, and leaned against the wall of the stone room towards the unconscious man. Mu Qingyu stabbed at the base of the wall.

Seeing this, Shang Xia's feet spread out in uneven steps, and his figure flickered continuously in the stone room. When there was no time to move, he came to Mu Qingyu's side, and the Yuhe sword turned into a cold light and cut.

With a sound of "Zheng", the moment the little sword was knocked into the air, it drew an arc in mid-air and stabbed towards Mu Qingyu again.

"Run Sword!"

Shang Xia snorted coldly, swung the Yuhe sword, and instantly hundreds of sword glows swept past like a waterfall.

False and real sword lights surged in, drowning the talisman sword in an instant, and there was a crisp sound of "jingling", and the talisman sword finally let out a mournful cry, exhausting the vitality attached to it, and finally disappeared within a few days. The scattered sparks turned into a piece of scrap iron.

However, when Shang Xia turned his eyes to Zhu Ying again, he saw a doorway appeared on the stone wall behind this person at some point, and this person was holding a Zhu Ying, and was looking at Zhu Ying with a mocking smile on his face. Shang Xia.

"Ho-ho-"

A series of deep roars came from the portal passage behind him.

With the sound of chaotic and dull running, three living corpses appeared from behind Zhu Ying one after another, bypassed him, and rushed towards Shang Xia with their teeth bared.

"Why don't these living corpses attack Zhu Ying?"

When this idea flashed through Shang Xia's mind, he had no time to think about the reason.

He only had time to see Zhu Ying with a sneer on his face retreating into the shadows deep behind the portal, the portal closed and closed immediately, and three living corpses rushed in front of him.

At the same time, there was also a door wide open on the opposite stone wall, and two living corpses rushed out of it, as if they smelled some delicious food, they rushed towards Shang Xia, and one of the living corpses was even worse. It has reached the third level.

In the blink of an eye, Shang Xia unexpectedly fell into a situation where he was under attack from both sides.

Fortunately, although the speed of these living corpses is not slow, it is not effective to dodge and move in a small range, and this is precisely the strength of the jagged step. In addition, these living corpses have no mind and only rely on their bloodthirsty instincts. In a short period of time, he could barely survive under the siege of five living corpses.

So the doubt just now returned to Shang Xia's mind: when the living corpse rushed out from behind Zhu Ying just now, why didn't they attack him?

It is true that Zhu Ying is a descendant of the Zhu family, but the living corpse has already lost his sanity, so is it possible that he can still be regarded as his own family?

Shang Xia instantly remembered that when the door opened behind Zhu Ying, he was holding the Zhu card in his hand.

Could it be because of Zhu Pai?

Shang Xia flipped his wrist, took the red plaque on his cuff in his hand, and shook it at the charging corpse, but it was of no avail.

Shang Xia quickly dodged the attack of a second-order living corpse, and the Yuhe sword was drawn instantly, piercing a half-foot-long gash in the left rib of the living corpse, but these injuries did not do much harm to the living corpse itself.

Seeing this, Shang Xia's vitality circulated in his body, slowly pouring it into the Zhu Pai in his hand.

Although there was a faint red glow on the vermilion plaque, it still couldn't stop the siege of living corpses.

The thoughts in Shang Xia's mind changed rapidly, and the Liangyi vitality in his body moved almost at will, and transformed into the light and heavy bipolar vitality that was transformed with the help of floating stones in the land of mountains and rivers.

The brilliance on the surface of the Zhu Pai suddenly changed, and there seemed to be a strange rhythm that disappeared in a flash.

The living corpses that were besieging Shang Xia seemed to be really affected, and they seemed a little confused for a while, as if something interfered with their instinctive judgment.

Seeing this, Shang Xia's figure flickered, and the Yuhe sword directly penetrated the temple of a second-order living corpse.

But as the third-rank living corpse let out a deep roar, the remaining three second-rank living corpses seemed to be unified in their minds, and once again followed the third-rank living corpses to besiege Shang Xia.

In desperation, Shang Xia could only continue to dodge, and at the same time injected light and heavy vitality into Zhu Pai again, but unfortunately this time it no longer had any effect.

And at this moment, Shang Xia suddenly remembered something, and glanced at Mu Qingyu: "Why would the living corpses besiege me instead of biting the unconscious Mu Qingyu?

Could it be that Zhu Ying could really control the living corpses in Zhu's old house?

But then Shang Xia vetoed this idea. If Zhu Ying could really control the living corpses in the old house, then he would not have killed more than a dozen living corpses along the way when he entered the old house and came all the way here.

However, when Shang Xia's eyes looked over, they happened to meet Mu Qingyu's eyes that had just opened: She's awake!

"If you want to wear clothes stained with Zhu Ying's blood all the time, then wait to fight these living corpses forever!"

A slightly hoarse voice came from Mu Qingyu's mouth.

It was only at this time that Shang Xia noticed that before Zhu Ying was injured by his Liangyi vitality, he vomited blood, and the sprayed blood mist did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and it stained a lot on his clothes.

Could it be because of the blood? Or is it because the blood comes from Zhu's blood?

Whether it's true or not, it's just a coat off.

Seeing the dragon taking off his armor, Shang Xia immediately took off the outer shirt he was wearing, and threw it at a living corpse that was rushing towards him.

The living corpse didn't care about it, and was directly covered by his clothes, and then started to tear the clothes hanging on it like a wild beast.

Not only this one, but the other two second-tier living corpses also joined in the procession of tearing Zhu Ying's blood-stained clothes.

Only the third-level living corpse seemed to be hesitant, as if he couldn't make a judgment for a while.

Shang Xia didn't hesitate when he saw this, he cut off half of the neck of the third-order living corpse with a sword, followed by a stroke, and the head of the living corpse fell off the neck.

Then Shang Xia took a step forward, stabbing a sword from the back of a living corpse's head into the eye socket, and after pulling it out, he backhanded the sword, directly throwing the remaining two living corpses into a string from the temples of the head.