Chapter 663 Fengshan

"Jie!!!"

At this moment.

Li Jiuqing can only rely on the crying zombie in his hand.

"Boom!"

Facing Nangong Tian's attack, Qi stepped on the ground with both feet, and the power of the corpse exploded. The two forces collided at the same time, which barely resolved Nangong Tian's suppression of Li Jiuqing.

"Damn beast!"

Nangong Tian's face was ferocious, holding a flying halberd and quickly killing in front of the crying zombie.

"Die."

The flying halberd swept across, and under the blessing of the Dao of the front, the flying halberd was like a sharp and unmatched silver lightning, slashing at the crying zombie with a crushing force.

Facing such a fierce attack.

The crying zombie instinctively showed an unprecedented agile reaction. Its huge and heavy body actually made an extremely flexible evasive action in an instant, and narrowly avoided the fatal blow.

"Puff!"

The flying halberd in Nangong Tian's hand brushed the side of the crying zombie, bringing a string of dark evil spirits, but overall did not cause substantial damage to it.

"Hiss!"

After being provoked, the weeping zombie let out an earth-shattering roar, and clenched its huge corpse claws into fists, waving them fiercely at Nangong Tian.

At the same time, the evil spirit lingering around his body also turned into countless sharp blades, shooting at Nangong Tian densely like raindrops.

"A trifle!"

As Nangong Tian was a top-level strong man who had attained enlightenment in the realm of refining emptiness, how could he be easily dealt with?

He was seen with one hand behind his back, and the other hand tightly grasping the flying halberd, as if strolling in the garden, shuttled through the impenetrable rain of evil spirit blades, and every step was in the most perfect rhythm, dissolving all attacks into nothingness.

"Clang!"

With the sound of crisp metal collision, the flying halberd in Nangong Tian's hand collided with the iron fist of the weeping zombie, and the two burst out with violent power fluctuations.

Following.

The two sides burst out with powerful power again at the same time.

The collision of evil spirit and divine source.

Both were bounced dozens of meters away by the recoil force, and each plowed two deep gullies on the ground.

‘What a pity.’

‘This crying zombie’s most powerful half-demon body cannot be used now. If it can reach the silver armor level, it can use its magical powers in its lifetime. At that time, this Nangong Tian may not be a match for the crying zombie.’

Li Jiuqing said in his heart at this time.

Ahead.

After a short breath, Nangong Tian’s expression became more and more solemn.

“What a beast!”

Nangong Tian’s face was ferocious. Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and immediately used his strongest killing move.

“Meteorite breaks through the sky!”

Nangong Tian looked up to the sky and howled, and a blazing golden light emerged from his body. The whole world seemed to tremble in his roar.

Afterwards, a ball of bright golden light with a diameter of more than ten meters condensed above Nangong Tian’s head, and the heavy pressure like a mountain made people palpitate and tremble.

“See if you can catch it!”

As he said, Nangong Tian suddenly urged his own spiritual power to accelerate the expansion of the ball of golden light until the volume reached about a hundred meters before stopping.

Then, he pushed his hands forward and threw the golden light out like a bomb.

Suddenly, a "woohoo" whistling sound came from the air, accompanied by a thick golden beam of light that penetrated the sky and blasted towards the crying zombie.

When the golden light was less than five meters away from the crying zombie, the latter suddenly let out a shrill scream, and the evil spirit in his body gathered wildly at the chest at a weird speed.

Then, a black halo bloomed from the chest of the crying zombie and quickly expanded to the whole body.

"Boom!"

When the golden light and the black ring came into contact, both of them exploded violently, producing extremely terrifying energy aftermath, sweeping across the field.

Li Jiuqing hid not far away to watch the battle. Although he was far away, he could still clearly feel the shocking impact.

The battle continued, and the two sides fought back and forth.

Every collision was enough to cause huge changes in the surrounding environment.

As time went on, Nangong Tian seemed to be getting more and more exhausted, and the veins on his forehead bulged, obviously consuming a lot of physical strength.

On the other hand, although the crying zombie had the upper hand, it was also in a state of embarrassment, especially the wound on its abdomen was constantly oozing out evil spirits, and the healing speed was obviously much slower.

Realizing that the situation was not right, Nangong Tian decisively changed his strategy and stopped confronting the crying zombie head-on, but adopted guerrilla tactics.

He used the secret skills in the Seven Stars and Stars Art, and his body moved left and right on the battlefield. Whenever the crying zombie was about to launch an attack, he could always avoid the vital points at the critical moment.

In this way, although the gap between the two sides was narrowed, it was still not shortened enough to kill.

Seeing this situation, Li Jiuqing secretly said in his heart that it was bad, knowing that if he did not find an opportunity to help the crying zombie as soon as possible, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, Nangong Tian seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly stopped and turned his head to look into the distance.

His face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of regret.

It turned out that during this short confrontation, an old man quietly approached the battlefield

"City Lord Nangong is so angry!"

Along with this slightly playful words, a figure slowly emerged.

The old man was wearing a black robe that covered his body, revealing only a face full of wrinkles but faintly mysterious.

He half-covered his face, making it difficult to see his full appearance, but from the eyes that occasionally showed, one could feel an unfathomable majesty.

With every step the old man took, the void under his feet seemed to ripple, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake.

He walked leisurely like this, seemingly slowly, but in fact he was very fast, and he was in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

"Elder Fengshan?"

Li Jiuqing looked at the person in front of him unexpectedly. A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes that were originally as calm as water.

On the other side, Nangong Tian stared at Fengshan and Qianzheng with a vigilant expression. His right hand unconsciously clenched the flying halberd in his hand, as if he was ready to draw his sword at any time.

He frowned slightly and asked sternly: "Who are you!"

Faced with Nangongtian's hostile questioning, Fengshan seemed unusually calm and composed.

He smiled slightly and replied calmly: "Hehehe... Nangong City Lord, please don't be so impatient. I am just a nobody, not worth mentioning."

However, despite Fengshan's humble words, what he said next instantly made the atmosphere in the venue tense.

Just listen to Fengshan's slow voice:

"But, for this little guy, I would like to ask Lord Nangong to show your respect."

Fengshan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Nangongtian teasingly, with a faint smile on his face.

But Nangong Tian couldn't help but sneer at this.

"What a big joke!"

"The revenge of murdering my son? Can it be wiped out with just such a light word of yours? It's simply a fantasy!"

Nangong Tian straightened up suddenly, and a powerful momentum burst out from him, like a volcano about to erupt.