Global Corpse Transformation: My identity as the Ten Thousand Years of Corpse King is exposed

"Bara!"

The brutal black sword energy struck directly along Mu Yunzhu's long sword. (っ◔◡◔)っ

There were three swords in total, completely blocking any possibility of Meng Zhu's escape.

Mu Yunzhu's face turned pale, and she suppressed the urge to vomit blood.

This move of the Demonic Corpse Sword was a move that could only be used by those at the peak of Gang Qi. She burned her own essence and blood, fighting to cause backlash in order to strike at Meng Zhu with this sword.

Even if she wants to lose, she must lose well and prove that she has not embarrassed the Sky Corpse Clan.

"Something interesting."

Meng Zhu glanced at it with a smile and said this sentence tightly.

The black sword energy instantly struck in front of him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The huge black energy swallowed up Meng Zhu's figure.

The members of the Jade Fox tribe in the audience, although they were very relieved about Meng Zhu, couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this possible? Why did Mr. Meng just stand like this and receive this knife? Will anything happen?"

As soon as their thoughts arose, they were immediately suppressed and knocked back into their stomachs.

Because of the black mist and fierce sword energy.

There is a cyan circle around Meng Zhu, enclosing it intact.

He walked out slowly and leisurely,

"That's it?"

The surrounding Jade Fox clan members shouted excitedly.

The members of the Heavenly Corpse Clan were all stunned, with pale faces, "It's over."

Mu Yunzhu's beautiful eyes widened, and before she could say anything, she felt the aura of an emperor and empress directly wrap around her.

"Now, it's my turn."

Boom!

I felt the entire martial arts training platform tremble, as if it was an earthquake.

Meng Zhu's figure seemed to have turned into a ghost, directly crossing the distance and coming to Mu Yunzhu.

No one around him could see clearly how Meng Zhu passed by, as he flashed over like a ghost.

"Ghost Shadow Palm."

A burst of black mist suddenly appeared on Meng Zhu's right hand, as if there were hundreds of ghosts hovering next to his palm.

Mu Yunzhu opened her beautiful eyes wide,

She felt that there was a black palm above her head, completely covering her life.

"Suffer death."

Uh-huh! !

The ghost palm turned into a black meteor, followed by what seemed like thousands of ghost figures.

All Mu Yunzhu could do was to subconsciously block the long green knife in front of him.

"Keng!"

"Boom!!"

A figure flew out directly, like a straw that had lost its support.

"puff!!"

The long knife cut through layers of sparks on the ground, making a tragic sound of "blah blah blah".

Mu Yunzhu spat out a mouthful of blood, and half of the martial arts training platform was covered with a long line of blood.

She only felt as if her abdomen was torn apart,

Looking down, I saw a huge black palm print on my delicate abdomen, which was still making a "blah blah" sound.

"stand up."

The corners of Mu Yunzhu's mouth were covered with blood. She forced herself to stand up.

The eyes of the clan members of the Tianzhi clan are about to burst.

Mr. Mu Fang's eyes trembled, tears streaming down his face, "Yun Zhu!!"

"Grandfather, please let Senior Sister Yunzhu surrender. Mr. Meng is too strong." The clan members around him were persuading.

Mu Fang's eyes were full of struggle. He tightly held the crutch in his hand and stared at the scene on the field.

He looked towards Yang Sheng, wanting to ask the Corpse King ancestor if there was anything he could do.

However, Yang Sheng was lying on the chair and snoring.

The people of the Tianzhi clan were completely disappointed.

"It's not over yet."

It seemed like the sound of judgment from a ghost.

Mu Yunzhu had just stood up straight, and even the shattered Gang Qi on his body had not yet condensed again.

I felt a figure appear behind me.

"Taiyisha."

Meng Zhu's right fist came out this time, with a ball of cyan light on it.

It hit Mu Yunzhu directly on the back.

"Click."

Only a crisp sound of broken bones was heard.

On the rooftop.

"Hahahahaha, this guy Meng Zhu uses the Ghost Palm with my presence."

Gui Feng smiled happily, he was very satisfied with Meng Zhu as his disciple.

"Hehe, old ghost, don't be complacent, this move was made using my Taiyi Kill."

Huang Shushuang stroked his beard.

"Meng Zhuzhen deserves to be a genius that is rare to see in a hundred years, and he deserves to be the son of our palace master."

"There's nothing to watch in this fight. This little girl probably won't be able to get down to the martial arts training platform and will die on it."

Yu Qiqi looked anxious, "Palace Master!! Can you stop this fight?"

"It's over now. It's very unfair to the Sky Corpse Clan. Don't do it again!"

The tall figure was silhouetted against the clouds. Meng Qinghu opened his eyes slightly and smiled,

"Seventh princess, don't worry, she is just a member of the Heavenly Corpse Clan,"

"If it's ruined, it's ruined."

Yu Qiqi's eyes widened and she bit her lip. There was a cold change in her aura, but she covered it up tightly so that the palace master did not notice it.

But her tone suddenly carried a hint of coldness, like thousand-year-old ice.

"How dare you not listen to what this princess says!?"

Meng Qinghu's expression suddenly changed. How could he feel that Yu Qiqi had the cold aura of the Nine-tailed Queen on her body?

He thought it was Jiuwei who gave Yu Qiqi's magic weapon an effect, so he didn't think much about it.

Meng Qinghu shook his head,

"The game is a game and it has its own rules."

"When one party admits defeat, it will end naturally."

Yu Qiqi's expression suddenly became cold, but she pushed him back.

Bang! !

On the martial arts training stage, Mu Yunzhu's figure has been flying back and forth across the entire martial arts training ground many times.

The ground was covered with Mu Yunzhu's blood, puddle after puddle.

Mu Yunzhu's whole body was covered with severe injuries, and his clothes were completely stained red with blood, like a bloody man.

Meng Zhu looked at Mu Yunzhu who was paralyzed on the ground, with a sarcastic and disdainful smile on his face.

"Mu Yunzhu, why don't you admit defeat?"

"You, the Heavenly Corpse Clan, have always been an extremely rotten race. We use the resources of our Jade Fox Clan to support you bunch of trash."

“What a waste of resources!”

Meng Zhu kicked out hard,

Mu Yunzhu's figure was kicked out again and rolled many times on the martial arts training platform.

"explain!"

"Are you, the Heavenly Corpse Clan, rubbish? Hahahahahahaha."

Meng Zhu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly,

The members of the Jade Fox tribe below shouted,

"The Sky Corpse Clan is trash! Get rid of the Jade Fox Clan! Trash!"

"Get out! Get out!"

The surrounding members of the Jade Fox Clan are about to come over, tear down the Tianzhi Clan’s shed, and throw it out!

"No, no! You can't do this!"

Mu Fang used his stick to protect this group of Heavenly Corpse Clan, and protected these Heavenly Corpse Clan members with his life.

Mu Yunzhu fell into a pool of blood, biting her lips and opened her eyes.

"We, the Sky Corpse Tribe, are not trash."

suddenly.

Yang Sheng sat up straight, a hint of satisfaction finally flashed in his eyes.

"It's not bad. If you don't admit defeat at this point, you really have the backbone of the Sky Corpse Clan."

He made a light stroke with his right hand.

Suddenly a green light appeared in the sky.

"Keng!!"

Boom boom boom! !

The members of the Jade Fox Clan who were trying to expel the Tianzhi Clan suddenly felt their hearts tremble.

A green sword came from nowhere and was inserted directly in front of the Tianzhi tribe's shed.

The sword energy scattered in all directions, shattering the void.

All the surrounding Jade Fox tribe members were pushed aside, and even a group of tribesmen at the peak of their Gang Qi were thrown hundreds of meters away by the sword energy.

"What!!?"

The surrounding Jade Fox clan members were completely stunned.

However, what surprised them even more was that

On the martial arts training stage, Mu Yunzhu, who was lying in a pool of blood, suddenly stood up.

There was still a layer of solemn power condensed on his body, as if he was not injured at all, even stronger than before.