Chapter 439 Do You Think You Are the Corpse King?

When Zi Yuan heard Lin Tianbao's desperate cry, hesitation flashed across her cold face.

Finally, she sighed, walked to Xiao Wu's side, and carefully sensed Xiao Wu's state of mind and soul.

Suddenly, Zi Yuan's left index finger touched Xiao Wu's forehead, and the corpse king's yin energy in her body was quickly transported there.

In an instant, the energy that was about to dissipate in Xiao Wu's body was filled with new energy, making her pale face look a little better.

What's even more weird is that her weak soul is slowly solidifying under the nourishment of the yin energy of these corpse kings.

Lin Tianbao's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't be more shocked by Zi Yuan's methods.

"She can actually save my Xiao Wu? How could an ordinary zombie do this? Could it be... Could it be that she is... the red-eyed corpse king?"

Lin Tianbao didn't dare to think about it anymore. The Corpse King is a legendary existence. If Ziyuan is the Corpse King, it would be too incredible.

Because the red-eyed corpse king can easily shake off the tiger-headed ghost general.

Now, Lin Tianbao looked at Zi Yuan with a deep sense of awe besides gratitude.

"What kind of girlfriend did my younger brother find? The corpse king? Is she really the legendary corpse king?"

Swallowing, Lin Tianbao felt as if he was in a dream.

"Okay, it shouldn't be a serious problem if your woman's soul is saved. Now you should hurry up and take it back to recuperate. If you stay here, you will only get in the way."

Ziyuan spoke to Lin Tianbao indifferently.

Lin Tianyou was the only one who could make her speak in a tender voice. Even Lin Tianyou's family members would never expect to receive her tender treatment.

If it wasn't for Lin Tianyou today, she wouldn't have cared about the lives of Lin Tianbao and Xiao Wu.

"Thank you, Ziyuan, you have to be careful, I'll go back and find reinforcements!"

Lin Tianbao picked up Xiao Wu and rushed towards the direction of the psychic meeting.

The psychics will have elixir to heal the heroic spirits, as well as reinforcements to deal with evil spirits.

Although he guessed that Zi Yuan was a red-eyed zombie, he still didn't dare to take it seriously. This is the woman of his younger brother Lin Tianyou, so she cannot be hurt in the slightest!

Therefore, he almost exhausted all his strength and rushed towards the psychic meeting.

Regarding Lin Tianbao's departure, Tiger Head Ghost General did not take any action to stop him, because even if he did, he would definitely be disturbed by Ziyuan, so he let Lin Tianbao leave.

"Are you a zombie? How many purple-eyed corpse lines are there?"

The tiger-headed ghost will exit and ask.

Just now Ziyuan could knock back his nearly 50,000 soul power palm strength, at least a purple-eyed zombie with six corpse patterns, otherwise he would not be able to do this step at all.

Ziyuan didn't answer, but showed her dagger-like zombie nails.

"Don't say it, right? Then don't say it, anyway, the result is the same, you will be killed by me!"

hum!

A Yintie ghost sword was held in the hand of the tiger-head ghost general like a magic trick. He knew that the zombie's ability to withstand blows was very strong, so he took out the ghost sword and fought with Zi Yuan.

"Hurricane Sword!"

The faint sword light pierced the sky like a horse, and attacked Ziyuan's chest with a fierce and domineering momentum.

As soon as he made a move, the tiger-headed ghost general didn't hold back anything, and was about to chop Zi Yuan's body out of the wound. Only in this way could he have a chance to defeat the zombie.

Seeing this, Ziyuan was not polite, she stretched out her claws, and under the blessing of corpse energy, these two claws were like steel, forcibly shaking the incoming sword light.

clang! !

The collision of the sword light and the claw shadow, like the sound of gold and iron, reverberates throughout the night.

"So hard zombie claws!"

The tiger-headed ghost stared at him, his sword with all his strength was caught by the opponent so easily, it seems that the strength of this woman should not be underestimated.

Ziyuan's palm was cut by the sword light just now, and a shallow sword mark appeared. She frowned slightly, circulated her corpse energy, concentrated on her right paw, stepped forward, and rushed towards the tiger-headed general. While the claws containing corpse poison were rushing, they took heavy shots.

Feeling the chilling claws of the corpse poison, the tiger-headed ghost will have a deep crisis. Even if he is an evil ghost, he will definitely not be able to withstand the corpse poison of a purple-eyed zombie.

So, instead of holding the sword with one hand, he changed it to holding the sword with both hands, trying to use a stronger sword move than the Hurricane Sword just now to deal with Ziyuan.

But just as his ghost energy was about to turn on, suddenly, a powerful and invincible aura crushed him head-on.

The figure flickered, and Ziyuan invaded his side in an instant. This speed was as fast as a ghost.

The tiger-headed ghost general was horrified, before he had time to react, a pair of jade-white claws had already scratched his chest hard.

Pooh!

The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart sounded, and a cloud of ghostly blood turned into blood splashed out along with the pair of claws.

The Tiger Head Ghost General's eyes flickered with disbelief.

How could this zombie woman have such weird movements?

The figure retreated quickly, and the tiger-headed ghost would escape from Ziyuan's attack range.

"Damn it, didn't you say that the battles of zombies are rampant? Why does this female zombie still have ghost skills?"

Looking at the wound on his body, the tiger-headed ghost cursed bitterly.

Seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, Ziyuan couldn't help but secretly regret that the blow just now was her strongest blow, but she couldn't exert her full strength because of the lack of body energy and soul power, otherwise, the little ghost general would have been killed She waved her paw into a cloud of smoke.

"Damn purple-eyed zombie, dare to hurt this ghost general, do you know whose subordinate I am? I am the strongest ghost general under Hurricane Ghost King, I want you to die!"

The tiger-headed ghost general shouted: "The ultimate ghost technique, the twelve hurricane swords!"

After finishing the ghost handprint with both hands, a ghost sword formed by ghost energy appeared around the tiger's head.

One, two, three, until the appearance of the twelfth ghost sword, they were surrounded by humming hurricane fluctuations, and quickly hung in front of Hutou's body.

Every three is a row, divided into four rows, with shocking power, rush forward and back, and shoot at Zi Yuan.

Facing a purple-eyed zombie, the tiger-headed ghost general did not dare to delay the battle for too long, not to mention that he was already injured, so he had to end the battle quickly so that he could go back to replenish his ghost energy.

Facing this powerful ultimate ghost technique, Ziyuan's complexion changed, her arms folded together, and she stood in front of her.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The four rounds of sword shots all fell on Zi Yuan's body, as if a cannon was bombing, there was a shocking roar.

And these four rounds of Hurricane Sword's attack also blasted deep pits where Ziyuan was standing, and the asphalt road on the ground was blown out of shape.

"Haha, do you think you are the corpse king? If you forcefully accept my ultimate ghost technique, your end will be wiped out!"

The tiger-headed ghost laughed loudly, all his attacks hit Zi Yuan, needless to say, the final winner of this battle has already fallen on his head.