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Chapter 2207 Yang Dingtian(1/2)

"Thank you, Miss."

Mu Yun no longer refused and took over the Sky-Breaking Sword.

As soon as Tiandao was opened, he felt a cold stinging pain in his skin. The knife was mixed with a sharp breath, and the sharp sword aura continued to emit, making people feel cold all over his body."

It is reported that when the Sky-Cracking Sword was released, the sword energy was too fierce and even cut off the head of the sword caster."

Feixuan smiled. She had no combat experience, but had a very broad vision and knowledge. She knew all kinds of secrets.

"Thank you for the reward of Miss." Mu Yun bowed and thanked again.

Zi Wuming stood beside him, his eyes full of resentment and resentment, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

Feixuan said, "The corpse is lifeless. You have made great contributions to killing the Lizard King. When you go back to the corpse imperial city, I will also give you a reward."

"Thank you, Miss." Zi Wuming's face was slightly relaxed, but the eyes that looked at Mu Yun were still full of hostility and anger.

The battle ended, and everyone was busy cleaning up the battlefield. Suddenly, a sound of horse hooves came from the distance.

The sound was like thunder, shaking the world, and it sounded like a rumbling sound in the darkness, and it was awe-inspiring.

Everyone's faces changed, and they didn't know who came, and they held the weapons tightly.

Feixuan was about to go back to rest, but she was surprised when she heard the sound of horse hooves.

Yun held the Sky-Cracking Sword and looked up, he saw dozens of fierce figures rushing out of the night, all wearing battle robes and riding fierce horses, with extremely fierce momentum.

The fierce horse they rode was covered in golden hair, and there were horns like a dragon on their foreheads. It was obviously the legendary horned dragon horse with blood left by the dragon.

"Who are you? Are you friends from Jiuding Store?"

The corpse Wuming stood up. The horned dragon horse is a unique mount of Jiuding Trading Company. This precious wild horse has huge cost to raise. Only Jiuding Trading Company has the financial resources to be able to carry it on a large scale."

Hahaha, that's right, we are indeed from Jiuding Business Company, but we are not your friends, we are dead, and I don't have friends like you."

A man laughed to the sky. He was extremely majestic, like a giant bear, naked and carrying a bronze tripod on his shoulders. His shape was very strange.

Zi Wuming's face changed slightly. Jiuding Trading Company has always been kind and makes money, and rarely has disputes with others. In the Zihuang City, there are also many Jiuding Trading Company's business territory. The corpse beast tribe and Jiuding Trading Company have always had cooperative relationships.

"Who is yours? Our clan and yours have always had good friends. Why did you say this?"

Wuming's face was gloomy. If it were someone else who dared to talk to him in this tone, he would have killed him long ago.

Now, he couldn't have an attack, because the aura emitted by this man carrying the tripod was very vast, and he was actually a master of the saint level and was not inferior to him at all.

"Hahahaha, I am the true disciple of Jiuding Trading Store, Yang Dingtian!" Yang

Ding Tian sneered: "If I were outside, I might call you brothers, but now that Tianyuan Jing is born, if you dare to rob me, I will kill you!"

Wuming said: "I have heard of the four true disciples of Jiuding Trading, Haotian, Youtian, Juntian, and Wutian, but I have never heard of your name before."

Yang Dingtiandao: "Hahaha, do you think I am a fake? I am a new true disciple. I am the fifth true disciple. This time I was ordered to come out to snatch the Tianyuan Mirror. If you know the truth and leave quickly, I can still save you a life."

What a big tone! Even the first true disciple, the Great Sage of Haotian, will give me some face. You, a new person, dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

Wuming was angry. He was also a master of saint level, so he naturally had the proud demeanor of a saint. Yang Dingtian was so aggressive that he couldn't help but get angry."

Hahaha, you don’t agree? If you don’t agree, we’ll fight.”

Yang Dingtian looked arrogant.

Wuming's face became serious. He had just fought with the Lizard King, and his strength was exhausted. If he really fought, he would definitely not be able to beat him. Yang

Ding Tian glanced at him and said, "Your strength has not recovered yet, and I will not take advantage of others' danger. I will give you a night of time. You have a good rest. Tomorrow, I will be upright and open, kill you, so that you can die with confidence!"

Although Yang Dingtian is arrogant and domineering, he is still proud and demeanor as a master of saints. The saints disdain to take advantage of others' dangers.

Zi Wuming's expression moved slightly, and he nodded and said, "Okay, then we will fight again tomorrow."

Yang Dingtian nodded, waved his hand and shouted: "Let's go!"

He led the team to turn and leave, and his back was completely exposed to the corpse's lifeless nose.

Zi Wuming's eyes turned cold and he burst out with murderous intent. He suddenly attacked and made a sneak attack. He suddenly lost his body and flew out, puffing through Yang Dingtian's body. Yang

A hole appeared in Ding Tian's body, and blood splashed out. He opened his mouth and spit out blood. He turned his head angrily and looked at Zi Wuming: "You... dare you attack me?"

Zi Wuming's face was gloomy and he didn't explain anything. As a master of saints, it was really not a glorious thing to do such a despicable attack.

The mercenaries around him looked at Zi Wumingli with a look of contempt. Even the disciples of the Magic Guard were stunned. Unexpectedly, the commander whom he usually respected would actually attack others.

"Kill them!"

Zi Wuming's tone was cold and he ordered him to continue.

"Abide by the order!"

The disciple of the Magic Guard held the orders, immediately pulled out the battle knife and rushed forward. Yang

The team on Dingtian's side was defeated. Everyone covered Yang Dingtian's escape, with heavy casualties and injuries. In the end, only seven or eight people were left, and they fled in a panic, with corpses on the ground.

Zi Wuming won a big victory, but the audience did not have a hint of cheering and the scene fell into a dead silence."

The corpse is dead, why are you..."

The corpse concubine Xuan was so angry that her face turned pale. She pointed at the corpse and was angry that she didn't know what to scold him."

Miss, in order to seize the Tianyuan Mirror, I was in a hurry to follow the power, and there was nothing I could do about it." Zi Wuming said in a deep voice.

Mu Yun stood beside him, watching coldly.

Yang Dingtian laughed out loud every time he spoke. He looked really stupid. It was a miracle to be able to survive until now.

But this corpse is lifeless and uses any means to achieve his goal, and is extremely vicious. It is really difficult to regain the Five Dragon Wheel from him.

The next day, the team continued to move forward, getting closer and closer to the place where Tianyuan Jing was born.

Yun was also a little looking forward to it and wanted to see the appearance of Tianyuan Mirror.

Evening, the team set up camp, and Mu Yun still went out to watch.

One night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the cold wind was sobbing.

Yun and a few mercenaries drank around the bonfire.

"There won't be any more trouble tonight, right?" a mercenary sighed.

It was really chaotic at night. First, the Lizard King attacked, and then Yang Dingtian ran out. I don’t know how many people died. Everyone just hoped to be quieter tonight.

But at this moment, a shocking thunder roared from afar.

No, this is not thunder.

This is the sound of horse hooves!”

The corpse is lifeless, get out of here!"

The roar that shook the heaven and earth, and the surging explosion sounded.

I saw a burly figure carrying a huge bronze tripod on his shoulders and riding a golden horse, running from a distance.

He had only one man and one rider, but the momentum he exuded was like a thousand troops, with the power of heaven and earth, and all the trees blocking the road along the way were broken by him.

His eyes were even more creeping, his eyes were blood-red, as if they contained endless grievances, anger, and hatred.

"Yang Dingtian!" Look

When he arrived at this person, Mu Yun immediately showed a look of surprise.

Yang Dingtian was attacked last night and had no breath. He thought Yang Dingtian was dead, but he didn't expect that he would appear again now.

And he is so fierce, his breath is much stronger than last night.

Boom...Yang

Ding Tian's violent body swept across, and the mercenaries around Mu Yun could not hide. They bleed on the spot, and their internal organs broke and died. Yang

The momentum that Ding Tian exudes now is enough to shake people to death. You can imagine how powerful he is.

Mu Yun was quick to see the situation and avoided it long ago.

Seeing Yang Dingtian alone, he rushed into the camp.

All the disciples of the Magic Guard and the mercenaries immediately surrounded Yang Dingtian.

Ding Tian was alone in a siege, but he didn't look afraid.

Wuming came out, and when he saw that Yang Dingtian was completely unscathed, he was shocked: "Are you dead?"

"Of course I'm not dead. You shameless villain, it's not that easy to kill me!"

Yang Dingtian gritted his teeth and threw the bronze cauldron on his shoulders to the ground with a bang.

This giant tripod was originally divinely lit, but at this moment, it was dark and without any brilliance. And there were still a few remaining souls floating in the cauldron.

I sacrificed my natal magic weapon, and I sacrificed my brothers to survive."

Yang Dingtian said in a grief and anger, looking at the dead body, full of murderous aura.

This bronze giant tripod is naturally his natal magic weapon. He was attacked by a corpse last night and was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

After absorbing the spiritual energy of the magic weapon, and then absorbing the life and blood of his disciples, this is how to survive and improve his cultivation.

"The yellow bell is destroyed, and the tiled cauldron is thundering!" Yang
To be continued...
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