The alien devil is in the city

When the corpse saw the ordinary sword energy, he said coldly: "Pretend, please don't pretend in front of me, otherwise you will die ugly, look at me..."

When the sword energy passed through his body, he knew how ridiculous he was, but he had no chance to say it, and then his whole person turned into nothingness.

"Who killed my son? Children, rush into Xiaoyun City. All the money and beautiful women in it are yours." The moment Fang Fan killed the corpse, a roar came out.

Then a coercion came, and the rotten corpse below rushed towards Xiaoyun City as excitedly as if it had been given blood. Fang Fan snorted coldly, swung out his sword, and peach blossoms floated in the wind.

Thousands of purple thunder and lightning peach blossoms quickly fell towards the rotting corpses below. This was a beauty, purple beauty, and the soldiers waiting in Xiaoyun City were dumbfounded.

Their captain also believed Fang Fan's words and immediately worshiped Fang Fan. The rotten corpse was struck by Fang Fan in seconds, and they shocked Fang Fan into a god.

The rotting corpses did not care about the fall of these peach blossoms and rushed towards Xiaoyun City. At this time, they only had Xiaoyun City in their eyes, and no one could stop them.

Unless they die.

When these peach blossoms fell, countless rotting corpses began to die violently, and clouds of dark green fog continued to appear. When these rotting corpses finally realized the danger and wanted to escape, they found that there was no way out.

Fang Fan wanted to strike again but found a crisis coming over him. He teleported quickly and a huge mace came down. Huge fluctuations immediately appeared in the void where Fang Fan was.

A sneak attack went wrong, and the rotten corpse became completely angry. He said coldly: "Who did I think it was? It turns out to be you, Fang Fan. I have wanted to challenge you for a long time. I hope you don't run away. Whoever runs away is my grandson."

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"Yes, whoever escapes will be my grandson. I have long wanted to destroy you trash. Today, I will let you know what despair is." After Fang Fan finished speaking, he held the Longquan Sword in his hand.

A cold light from the sword illuminated the nineteen states, and this cold light immediately illuminated the dark night.

"Grandpa, look at the shooting stars." A little girl cuddled up next to her worried grandfather and shouted, "I want to make a wish, hoping that all these damn rotting corpses will die. I want my parents to finish killing the rotting corpses as soon as possible and come back as soon as possible.

I see Father Sun smiling every day.

I want to go back to my school, I miss my teacher, I miss my classmates..." The little girl cried as she spoke.

The old man sighed helplessly, but he did not dare to say anything. He did not dare to tell his granddaughter that her parents had been killed by carrion corpses.

All he could do was tell her that they were going to kill the carrion.

Thinking of this, he hugged the little girl, patted her back and comforted her: "Yes, yes, all of this will come true."

The cold light quickly penetrated the body of the rotten corpse, but it was empty. At another place, the rotten corpse appeared. He looked at Fang Fan coldly and said, "I, Qin Wudi, want to let you know what power is today."

After saying that, he quickly transformed, and a powerful rotting corpse appeared in front of Fang Fan, holding a huge mace in his hand, but Fang Fan looked so small at this time.

The soldiers in Xiaoyun City were stunned when they saw this behemoth. The pressure of the corpse made them vomit blood. It was still far away from them, otherwise they might become blood mist under the pressure.

When the corpses that were not yet dead approached them, their captain roared: "Hit, beat these garbage to death hard, and avenge the dead people."

At the same time, the sect disciples from Yun Province also began to help kill the rotting corpses who were not afraid of bullets and cannonballs.

Suddenly a full-scale war broke out, and countless corpses entered the cordon and were killed by artillery shells.

Qin Wudi grabbed Fang Fan with his iron hand. He wanted to squeeze Fang Fan to death. This was a sign of extreme anger. If it weren't for Fang Fan, how could the womb clan be like this?

Then they can definitely sweep Xiaoyun City, Xiaoyun City can become their territory, and they can party as much as they want.

All of this was ruined by the kid in front of him, who wanted to eat his blood and drink his flesh.

"Death." Seeing that Fang Fan nimbly avoided being caught, he punched out, and his fist was immediately wrapped in endless death energy and hit Fang Fan.

Fang Fan showed no sign of weakness and fought with him with thunderous fists. At this time, the two of them were already at a very high altitude.

Looking up from the ground, I couldn't see anyone at all. I could only hear the sound of lightning and thunder coming from above, indicating that there was a fierce fighting above.

After the fists collided, the two quickly separated. The air flow in the air fluctuated and formed rolling clouds. Qin Wudi touched his somewhat injured fist and said unhappily: "Come again."

As one of the strongest among the rotting zombies, there was no way he could lose to such a weak human being, so once again, his fists were filled with more corpse energy.

His blood and essence also vomited out, and his whole body began to become violent. A violent fist hit Fang Fan, and Fang Fan's face suddenly became a little solemn.

The thunder and lightning all over his body rushed towards his fist crazily, and then he collided with Qin Wudi's fist. However, he was blasted far away by Qin Wudi's punch. When Fang Fan calmed down, he found that his body was covered with blood.

Full of corpse spirit.

The corpse energy was constantly invading his body. Fang Fan snorted coldly, and endless thunder and lightning burst out from his body. The corpse energy immediately disappeared without a trace.

Then he quickly rushed towards Qin Wudi.

Qin Wudi sneered: "I thought you were very powerful, but I didn't expect you to be rubbish. You can't even catch my punch. Isn't it painful to be swallowed by my corpse energy now?"

But when Fang Fan approached, his expression changed drastically. How could it be possible? How could the corpse energy be so easily driven away?

But when he felt that Fang Fan's fist contained an enhanced version of lightning, he figured it out and quickly dodged away, but his huge body made it difficult for him to move freely.

Fang Fan's fist hit him without any surprise, and he suddenly felt countless thunder and lightning rushing toward him. It was retribution.

He had to use corpse energy to resist the invasion of thunder and lightning. When he felt Fang Fan's third sword coming, Qin Wudi spat out a mouthful of blood again, and then punched it out.

This punch brought with it a hint of the realm, and Fang Fan felt that his whole body was enveloped by Qin Wudi's fist.

When the two fists collided, Fang Fan felt a pain in his hand and the bones were a little broken. Qin Wudi's fist was really hard.

After taking a few steps back, Fang Fan immediately activated his spiritual power, and soon the broken bones were quickly stitched back together.

Qin Wudi also looked at Fang Fan solemnly at this time and said: "You are indeed the natural enemy of our rotting corpses, this thunder and lightning effect is very good.

I'll give you the ultimate punch." After Qin Wudi finished speaking, the essence and blood all over his body burned crazily, and then the corpse energy from all the rotting corpses on the ground quickly surged into his body.

His body continued to grow, and now the rotten corpse seemed to be able to crush Fang Fan to death with one hand. Fang Fan was simply too small in front of him, as small as an ant.

"Death, you ant." After Qin Wudi finished speaking, he covered Fang Fan with one hand. Fang Fan wanted to escape, but found that the surrounding space was imprisoned.

And it was difficult for him to move. At this time, Fang Fan could no longer hold back his hand. He had the Longquan Sword in his hand, and then swung out the sword, and the sword quickly pierced the sealed space.

But it still had no effect. At this time, Fang Fan was a little anxious, and Qin Wudi's big hand had already fallen.

"Get lost." Fang Fan shouted angrily, and then his whole body and sword merged into one and quickly rushed out of the gap in the finger.

When he closed his palms, there was a bursting sound in the air. It was terrible. Fortunately, he rushed out of his palms at the last moment.