Chapter 87 Cleanup

Before Mr. Ke could even finish his words, he was slapped in the head and slapped with crazy words.

This is too damaging!

This kind of distance, so many magic weapons, talismans, sharp swords... and there are fucking fish, even the gods can't guard against it!

The shocking pressure emanating from the brass oil lamp made it difficult for Mr. Ke to breathe.

He was horrified, how could such a thing exist in the world?

What is this?

The nine-story bronze tower hit him directly on top of his head, making a loud bang... Mr. Ke was hit blind.

This stuff is really tough!

Although the Bronze Tower can only emit Huaying-level power at the moment, it is still as heavy as a mountain.

Surprisingly, it only broke his scalp and didn't even crack his skull.

The sword energy formed by the two talismans pierced into those copper-bell-sized eyes, and Mr. Ke let out a scream.

Not because of pain, but because of fear!

The silver stream of light shot halfway in between the eyebrows... but failed to completely penetrate.

The Peng Claw evolved from the Peng Claw Technique opened Mr. Ke's belly, but was ejected... There were no internal organs inside, only extremely pure energy.

The simple dagger that Master Bai had given him in Song Xiao's hand slashed hard on the thick neck, making a loud sound of gold and iron.

It only cut in less than a finger deep!

Brother Kun successfully dug out the cow, but almost lost his tooth...

hard!

So hard!

Song Xiao praised.

In short, this series of extremely brutal combination attacks failed to directly destroy Mr. Ke, the corpse king.

It was simply beyond Song Xiao's expectations.

Even though he is so strong now, he feels that if these things hit him at the same time, his injuries will definitely be much more serious than that of this corpse king.

Although he was full of emotions and regretted that he could not defeat the opponent, Mr. Ke was still severely injured.

Unprecedented damage!

He roared like crazy!

His skull was smashed by a bronze tower, he was blind, there was a knife stuck between his eyebrows, there was a big hole in his stomach, and there was a fish hanging underneath...

Even with the help of a brass oil lamp, movement was restricted.

Mr. Ke, the Millennium Corpse King, still pounced on Song Xiao with great vigor.

He is a spirit born from a corpse and cannot feel pain.

So even if he is attacked to this extent, he is still extremely fierce.

Song Xiao had a calm expression on his face, followed mysterious footwork, and swung the simple dagger in his hand one after another, bringing out a large amount of brilliance.

He did not activate Lao Li's seal.

That's not Mr. Su's third-turn golden elixir level talisman, that's Lao Li's full blow!

Song Xiao didn't want to waste it here.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

There were several loud noises in succession, and each sword hit the same position on the neck of Mr. Corpse King Ke.

Extremely precise.

The Corpse King has no soul, only a spirit, so those methods of dealing with Yin spirits are meaningless to him.

This is when Song Xiao suddenly rose up and launched an attack, catching the Corpse King off guard.

Otherwise, it would never be so embarrassing.

Mr. Ke was furious!

Roaring, roaring, and waving a pair of sharp claws filled with terrifying corpse poison, a violent sound of breaking through the air can be heard with every blow.

A large amount of corpse poison gradually began to fill the air.

There was a stinging sound, and the terrifying poison seemed to be able to annihilate even the air.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"You despicable piece of shit!"

Song Xiao silently ran the Poison Scripture to collect these corpse poisons.

The originally extremely ferocious attack rhythm was also deliberately slowed down by him.

Small fish are also quietly collecting.

By the time Mr. Ke discovered that his corpse poison was rapidly becoming thinner and began to decrease, his head was about to be severed from his neck by Song Xiao.

Already cut in half.

The Corpse King has no blood, and a large amount of energy drains out from his wounds.

The fish has collected enough toxins, chooses to change places, and attacks again!

It penetrated along the wound on his belly, greedily absorbing the pure energy accumulated over his endless years.

The brass oil lamp is known as an artifact. Even if the spirit dies, it can still explode with the power of the early stage of god refining.

Always suppressing this corpse king.

Mr. Ke was severely affected and moved very slowly. Faced with this shameless man and fish, he almost had no choice but to be beaten passively.

Fortunately, Song Xiao was able to control the brass oil lamp for a short time!

Mr. Ke, who was already half dead, could clearly feel that the pressure was gradually weakening.

Unfortunately, even if Song Xiao puts away the brass oil lamp now, he probably won't have the energy to continue fighting.

It was almost destroyed.

"You are Song Xiao... you are the Lord of Heaven, right?"

Mr. Ke asked loudly with a roar.

He finally figured out the origin of the man in front of him.

But he couldn't understand why Song Xiao would stand in Han Lie's face, and even his voice... was exactly the same?

Song Xiao remained silent, put away the brass oil lamp and bronze tower, took out the Seven Incense Cart, and made it bigger.

This true artifact-level magic weapon bursts out with brilliant colorful brilliance in an instant!

Song Xiao grabbed one of the shafts of the cart and wheeled it, hitting Mr. Ke who was already half-dead.

This move stunned Xiaoyu. Isn’t that our luxury car?

Can it still be used like this?

Boom!

The Qixiang Car bursts into a surge of divine brilliance, extremely gorgeous!

The colorful light directly submerged half of Mr. Ke's terrifying corpse, which had been practicing for thousands of years!

When the divine brilliance dissipated, only half of Mr. Ke's unparalleled body was left.

He fell to the ground and lingered for breath.

One pair of eyes is blind, but with the help of perception, he can still capture every move of "Qin Lie".

He roared unwillingly and asked: "Are you Song Xiao?"

"I am your Uncle Qin!" Song Xiao said.

Ho... ho...

Mr. Corpse Wang Ke made a sound like a bellows in his throat.

He could clearly feel the rapid loss of power, and he could also feel that his "spirit" was quickly dissipating.

"Am I going to die?"

He let out a long sigh, feeling as if the whole world was starting to move away from him.

"I'm not willing to accept it..." He murmured softly.
To be continued...