Seeing the black oppression, which made the scalp tingle, and the constant chirping sound, Zhuo Yifan hurriedly dodged, he knew that if he was surrounded by a group of corpses, then he would soon have no bones.

The toothy corpse claw, as if he hadn't eaten human flesh for many days, was frantically chasing after Zhuo Yifan, chirping non-stop.

Zhuo Yifan's light skills are not bad, and it is easy to leave them behind.

It's just that those monsters have no intention of stopping at all, and they have been following Zhuo Yifan closely, showing their teeth and claws.

In this way, Zhuo Yifan dragged his long tail and spun for a while, feeling a little tired, but those corpse claws were not tired at all, and they were still following closely.

It is not a way to deal with it like this, Zhuo Yifan has to think of another idea.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was tired of coping, Zhuo Yi was full of smiles, he thought that it wouldn't be long before Zhuo Yifan would have no strength, so he would wait to feed the corpse claws at that time.

Zhuo Yifan jumped up and down, then swished, jumped into the air, and then slammed into the shape of a blue-green palm, and suddenly attacked the corpse claws.

"Bang bang!"

A loud explosion sounded, and the corpses of corpses fell on the ground, and the smell of cooked meat continued to be heard.

Seeing that the Prajna Zen palm was effective, Zhuo Yifan continued to follow his corpse claw and pushed out his Pranya Zen palm, and for a while, the sky was raining corpse claws.

Seeing that more than half of his beloved baby was killed or injured, Zhuo Yi's face was distorted in pain, but he was not willing to fail, in front of so many people, where did he, the leader of the Young Alliance, rest his face.

His gestures changed rapidly, and the corpse claws began to take on various shapes, from a densely gathered state, to scatter sporadically, in this case, Zhuo Yifan's Prajna Zen palm, it was impossible to kill so many corpse claws at once.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan's palm power could only kill a few at a time, Zhuo Yi began to be arrogant, and if he continued like this, it would be strange not to exhaust Zhuo Yifan's internal strength.

And Zhuo Yifan also realized this, he began to gather his internal strength, and was not in a hurry to attack.

The attack stopped, and Zhuo Yi began his performance. He constantly changed his gestures, only commanding a few corpse claws at a time, and harassing and attacking Zhuo Yifan, and still from different directions.

In this case, if Zhuo Yifan hits the Prajna Zen palm, it is equivalent to a cannon hitting flies, which is too wasteful. So he dodged with light skills, and even used his sword to slash at the corpse claw.

With the mysterious Mu family's swordsmanship, there were constantly corpse claws being chopped by him, and the pincers and claws were chopped to the ground.

Zhuo Yi saw that this trick didn't work, so he repeated the old trick, suddenly gathered the corpse claws together, surrounded Zhuo Yifan with a bang, and then rotated around him at high speed.

The people outside saw all the black claws, and Zhuo Yifan could no longer see the figure.

Xiu'er was very worried at this time, she clutched the corners of her clothes tightly, and her face was extremely pale.

Seeing that the corpses were still spinning at high speed, Xiu'er suddenly flew forward.

As soon as she jumped into the air, she heard the sound of "bang bang bang" and the rain of corpses.

Seeing this, she returned to her original position.

Seeing that more than half of the corpse claws were killed by Zhuo Yifan's Prajna Zen palm, and there were only a few hundred corpse claws left, Zhuo Yi hurriedly summoned those corpse claws back, he didn't want his corpse claws to be wiped out.

The crisis just now was resolved, and it was resolved by his own Prajna Zen palm, Zhuo Yifan stretched out his palm and looked at it again, very happy, he didn't expect his Pranya Zen palm to become more and more powerful.

Zhuo Yi was iron-blue, glaring at Zhuo Yifan angrily.

Zhuo Yifan also looked at Zhuo Yi with disdain, and suddenly his feet began to touch the ground, and he attacked Zhuo Yi with a bang.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yi waved his hand again, and there were constant gusts of wind blowing, and just when Zhuo Yifan was surprised, a stout huge figure appeared in front of Zhuo Yi.

The shriveled face has a lot of folds, forming furrows, there is no flesh on the face, it is full of skin and bones, and the deep eye holes seem to be the eyes of hell, and the almost white eyes make people shudder.

"Goo!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhuo Yifan stopped moving forward and landed not far from Zhuo Yi and the blood corpse.

He couldn't be more familiar with this blood corpse, he first saw it at the Yongde Inn, when Nangong Qingtian fed it, and later in the hands of Nangong Qingtian and Yue Hanshan, they all had power.

Right now, in Zhuo Yi's hands, plus the corpse claw just now, Zhuo Yifan guessed that it must be the last time, when the Righteous Qi Alliance fought against the Qingtian Sect, after Yue Hanshan's death, he got his blood corpse and corpse claw in his hands and became his own sword.

Zhuo Yi kept stroking the hair of the bloody corpse, with an expression of appreciation. Then he put his hand on its wrinkled face, and when everyone saw this, their faces were frightened, as if they were asking Zhuo Yi if the face of the bloody corpse was pierced.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Zhuo Yifan, with a smile on his face.

"Do you still know it?" Zhuo Yi asked Zhuo Yifan.

"Blood corpse!"

"It's a blood corpse, but it has its own name, Blood Shadow! You have to call it Blood Shadow, otherwise people will be angry, right?" Zhuo Yi leaned close to Blood Shadow's ear and smiled.

Hearing this, the blood shadow turned his head and looked at Zhuo Yifan with an angry face.

"Goo!"

It roared at Zhuo Yifan, as if to warn him, don't call yourself a blood corpse, your name is Blood Shadow.

"Zhuo Yi, these ghost things, causing countless harms, how can you raise these things, what is the difference between you and the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

"Don't be righteous, is there a difference between killing people with blood corpses and killing people with swords?

"How can it be the same? When the sword is not in use, it is put away. When you don't use those ghost things, you have to keep eating human flesh and killing people!" Zhuo Yifan reprimanded.

"Blood Shadow, he called you the ghost thing again! It's been shouted twice!" Zhuo Yi looked very aggrieved at Blood Shadow.

Hearing this, the blood shadow glared angrily at Zhuo Yifan, his eyes were full of fire, and he could see that he was going to break Zhuo Yifan's body into pieces.

Looking at its vicious eyes and miserable face, Zhuo Yifan only felt that his heart was turning upside down, and he was sick to death, it was really hard to imagine how Zhuo Yi endured approaching it.

Seeing the blood shadow glaring at Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yi's face was full of smiles, he had successfully aroused the blood shadow's hatred for Zhuo Yifan.

"Oh, Zhuo Yifan, isn't life just to stay and wait for death? sooner or later you have to die, what does it matter if you are eaten by a few blood shadows? Right, baby. Zhuo Yi stroked the blood shadow again, and said with a miserable face.

"Goo. The Blood Shadow nodded vigorously at Zhuo Yi.

Everyone saw the blood shadow's face, that expression, that posture, and their eyes were full of fear, whether it was someone from the Righteous Qi Alliance or someone from Tianxiang Pavilion.