Chapter 737, Emperor Crazy(2/2)
Wu Heng, who transformed into a corpse, blocked the path of the three of them. His pupils were flashing with an evil light of blood, and those hollow pupils that were chilling to look at were exuding endless resentment. His whole body was shaken, and his palms exploded.
A terrifying corpse aura emitted.
Long Wuhen's eyes flickered, and he shouted majestically: "Big Dragon Seal!~"
Roar!~~
A long dragon of golden light appeared instantly, roared, and with unstoppable power, it broke through the waves of corpse energy and rushed directly in front of Wu Heng. The golden dragon wrapped around Wu Heng and tightened it tightly.
"Roar!~"
Wu Heng's angry roar became even more fierce.
"Fire dragon kills!"
Long Wuhen shouted deeply, swung his sword to transform into a dragon, and slashed at Wu Heng with a force as strong as the sky.
at the same time!
Meng Feilan and King Chengfeng attacked hand in hand, devoting all their strength to attack Wu Heng together.
Three powerful attacks hit Wu Heng together.
This is the powerful combination of three martial arts realm experts, and the power of this wave is naturally extremely powerful.
Boom!~~
Explosions of huge explosions raged wildly on Wu Heng's body, and suddenly they became wild. The strong wind was raging, countless flying rocks were flying in chaos, and there were bursts of harsh and cracking sounds in the air.
"Success!" Meng Feilan was overjoyed.
But just finished!
A bloody light and shadow rushed out from the chaotic light, it was Wu Heng.
Meng Feilan's face was full of fear, and what was tragic was that she attacked him first. Daqing felt that Meng Feilan was the weakest among the three.
Phew!~~
Meng Feilan hurriedly slashed with his knife.
"Dang!~"
However, Wu Heng held him back with a steel hand and freed up his other hand, like an eagle's claw, to grab Meng Feilan fiercely.
Tsk!~~
The clothes were torn, the bloody mouth opened, and blood spattered. Meng Feilan screamed in pain, and several deep blood marks were scratched on his chest. The wounds were jet black and spread rapidly.
"Corpse poison!?"
Meng Feilan's face was full of fear, and she hurriedly withdrew, using her inner strength to force out the corpse poison.
Roar!~~
Wu Heng became more and more ferocious, fighting fiercely towards Long Wuhen and King Chengfeng. The two fought hard and pressed hard at every turn. After the corpse transformation, Wu Heng was too strong and difficult to match.
As for the people in Tianxiang Pavilion, they can only do nothing. They are just pharmacists, and they really can't compete with the zombies and monsters with strong force values. Even if there are many true martial arts experts present, they don't dare to rush over and seek death. After all,
Chapter completed!