And the number is even greater than before, and those zombies look much more powerful than before, with sharp fangs and looking free to move. Obviously, they are not ordinary zombies.

What is most surprising is that behind these zombies, the white-haired zombie in front of them actually had a human expression on her face.

"Corpse King! This is the corpse king with wisdom!"

Yang Baoqiu shouted in shock. There is no more style of an immortal master.

Everyone's face was pale and a look of horror at this moment.

Even the Taoist priest of Lingquan Temple and the master of Dafeng Temple were weakening at this time.

Although Mo Yun had already made up her mind, her face was still pale, and she couldn't help but pinch the corner of Fang Ze's clothes.

"Yang, Master Yang Xian, you, destroy them quickly!"

Mo Yizhou was frightened and said with a heart trembling.

The others also retreated behind Yang Baoqiu.

Yang Baoqiu was crying and calling his parents. What a shame to destroy him. His little strength was only enough to be handsome before. Not to mention the corpse king, he could not deal with those zombies with fangs.

Obviously, these zombies are much higher than the previous ones, and even corpse-binding ropes may not be useful.

At the same time, he was puzzled. The other party told him that he was just a few very ordinary little zombies, so many of them suddenly appeared, and even the corpse king ran out.

"They pounced on you!"

When the sorcerers of the martial arts world saw that Yang Baoqiu was also stupid, they screamed. Knowing that they might not be able to count on him, they began to flee around.

"Master Yang Xian, you are taking action!"

Seeing that the chaos was in chaos, the zombies rushed over again. Mo Yizhou was both afraid and anxious.

But then there was a scene that almost popped his eyes out, and Yang Baoqiu actually started running.

And he ran very fast.

"Sir Yang, don't run away, what should we do if you run away?"

Mo Yizhou shouted.

When the others saw that Yang Baoqiu had run away, they ran faster.

At this moment, a golden light flashed across the sky.

The golden light kept passing through the zombies.

In a moment, the zombies were cut into pieces.

Then, the golden light slashed at the white-haired zombie again.

Just a sound of soothing.

The white-haired slaughtered head.

His body also fell down.

The appearance of this scene also made those who ran stop.

Even Yang Baoqiu stopped.

That's the corpse king, just like that?

How is this possible?

Then he looked at the flying golden light with great suspicion.

Is this the real flying sword?

Only a real flying sword can have such great power.

After the Golden Light Sword slashed the zombies, it flew back to Fang Ze's hands.

Fang Ze flipped his hand and the sword had already been put into the black ring.

Then he looked at the so-called masters with his hands and eyes.

The masters were incredibly embarrassed at this time. Some were about to climb up with trees, some were lying in the grass, and some were jumping with rats in their arms.

But at this time the picture seemed to be still, and everyone looked at Fang Ze blankly.

Even Yang Baoqiu looked at Fang Ze blankly.

Mo Yizhou was also standing there on the spot. He suddenly realized that it was not Master Yang who saved him before, but this person.

Could it be that he is really an immortal master?

Mo Yun was by Fang Ze's side. Although she had seen Fang Ze's methods a long time ago, she still felt that Fang Ze's sword was so handsome that he killed the zombies just now.

Even now it's okay. He can't bear to let go when he pinchs Fang Ze's corner of his clothes.

Yang Baoqiu swallowed at this time. Such methods were so powerful than his hands.

I don’t know why, but as Fang Ze’s eyes moved to him, he felt a cold feeling all over his body, as if he had already seen through his heart by this person.

"Master Fang, it's true that he is powerful!"

Several witchcraft warlocks who had a very fast brain shouted at this time.

They had mocked Fang Ze before. If this person sacrificed the flying sword at this time, they were really afraid that their heads would fall down like the corpse king.

"The magical power of Master Fang!"

Even the Taoist priest of Lingquan Temple and the master of Dafeng Temple were sincerely admired.

Compared with Yang Baoqiu's flying sword before, this immortal master Fang is considered a real flying sword, and they are also eye-opening today.

Mo Yizhou also came to Fang Ze tremblingly at this time.

I almost died before, but I thought it was the bullshit Master Yang who saved him.

Bah, the bullshit immortal master ran faster than a rabbit just now.

This is the real immortal master. If it weren't for this immortal master Fang, he might not have been alive.

Immediately, I spoke with a lot of apology: "Master Fang, I was really embarrassed before. I was rude and thanked Master Fang for his life-saving grace."

Mo Yun looked at her father with some anger. Now she knew that Master Fang was powerful.

The look of the eyes made Mo Yizhou's old face turn red.

"Mr. Mo is polite. Today I was entrusted by Miss Mo to solve this problem." Fang Ze just smiled slightly.

Then he looked at Yang Baoqiu with a cold look.

"Now you can say, what's going on?"

Yang Baoqiu was secretly shocked. Could it be that this kid really saw through it?

But his face was filled with puzzlement, "This immortal master Fang, please forgive me for not understanding what you are talking about."

At this time, the faces of those warlocks of the martial arts world also became a little strange.

After they have been in the world for a long time, they are almost becoming a human being.

When Fang Ze asked this, they naturally thought of some possibility.

And it can be said that some of them have done similar things, but they are not so brave.

Mo Yizhou was a little confused.

"Dad, Mr. Fang said that the matter of our Mo family's ancestral tomb is probably artificial."

Mo Yun explained to her father at this time.

"Man-made!" Mo Yizhou almost jumped up.

He said that his Mo family's ancestral tomb has been doing well, so how could such a thing happen?

Then he glanced at Fang Ze, then at Yang Baoqiu.

"Is it you?" He pointed at Yang Baoqiu and asked angrily.

It would be fine if he was not reminded, but when he was reminded, he found that the so-called Master Yang was really getting more and more problematic.

Although others are prepared, none of them are more sufficient than what this guy has prepared.

Yang Baoqiu looked dodging and said, "What does this matter to me? Is there something wrong with your Mo family's Feng Shui?"

Suddenly he found himself a little confused.

He quickly changed his words: "I was so dedicated to destroying those zombies for you. Can this matter affect me?"

"You're not honest, are you?"

Fang Ze's eyes shrank again at this time, "I will only give you one chance now, and I will ask you the truth, otherwise I will ask the sword in my hand to ask you!"

Fang Ze said, and with a flip of his hand, the golden lightsaber appeared again.
Chapter completed!