Zombie Evil Emperor

What is arrogance?

That's it, if you don't say hello, you will immediately kill people and seize fortune!

Anyone who dares to do this is either a madman who knows nothing about life and death, or a murderous person who is very confident.

Yang Tian's heart was filled with murderous intent, and the aura around him was rising like a volcano erupting.

"stop!"

However, before Yang Tian could make a move, a figure had already rushed forward, and with a clap of his hand, he hit the spiritual arrow that was rushing towards him, causing its trajectory to deflect.

Boom, a deep pit was cut out on the ground by the rain of arrows, and the earth shook.

This figure is none other than ***.

Yang Tian was slightly surprised, he didn't expect him to stand in front of him.

At the same time, the Ninth Princess Daojun, Mo Lutu, Chu Feihong and others also came closer, stood with Yang Tian, ​​and looked at the flying boat with a gloomy expression.

"Zhao Songting, you don't say hello but just kill my friend. Isn't that too overbearing!"

***'s face was cold, and he looked directly at the burly young man on the flying boat.

"This guy is not from the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, but he is also a direct descendant of the Chaos Gods and Demons clan. He is an extremely fierce and ruthless character."

The police officer sent word to everyone that he had some personal grudges with Zhao Songting.

"It turned out to be ***, I'm sorry, I didn't notice you just now. If I had seen you, I would have been more serious and shot your friend with one arrow, haha!"

Zhao Songting laughed arrogantly. .

Beside him, a group of men and women looked amused.

This made ***'s face extremely ugly.

Even at the end of the road, Chu Feihong and others had a hint of anger on their faces. These guys are really arrogant.

"That ball of Taoist origin fire belongs to my friend. Zhao Songting, if you don't open your eyes, don't blame me for being rude!" *** took a deep breath and said coldly.

The other party has a large number of people, but that doesn't mean they are afraid.

In fact, if it weren't for the strong man from the Golden-winged Dapeng tribe on the flying boat, who couldn't bear his temper according to his temper, he would have gone up to fight with Zhao Songting.

"Leave? Haha, why should we leave?"

Zhao Songting tilted his head, looking careless, looking at everyone as if they were nothing, "To put it bluntly, I advise you to disappear as soon as possible. The opportunity under the tomb has been targeted by us. Whoever dares to worry about it will be You can’t get along with us.”

Behind him, the expressions of the group of men and women became increasingly playful.

The faces of Princess Daojun, Mo Lutu, Chu Feihong, *** and others were completely gloomy, their hearts were full of anger, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

These guys really think they are just for show!

*** was about to say something when he was stopped by Yang Tian.

Then Yang Tian said: "What they want to grab is the fire of the avenue that belongs to me. Don't interfere yet. Leave it to me to deal with it."

***They were all stunned, almost unable to believe their ears.

How long has it been since this guy still made such a joke?

Didn't he see that the other party had a large number of people, and all of them were strong at the level of innate gods and demons?

Even the people on the flying boat opposite were startled, and immediately they couldn't help laughing. This guy was obviously mad and lost his mind, so he dared to say such stupid words that overestimated his ability.

Yang Tian's expression was very calm at the moment, without any emotion. His dark eyes were deep and indifferent, as if he was completely unaware of the harsh ridicule around him.

But only the Ninth Princess, who knew something about him, knew that Yang Tian was angry, even completely angry.

"You said you want to deal with me alone? Come on, tell me, who gave you the courage to make such a noise?"

On the bow of the boat, Zhao Songting stretched out his hand and lit Yang Tian.

This action already had a sense of humiliation, not to mention the contempt and sarcasm in his words.

"Why bother talking nonsense with a fool, Brother Zhao, I will go get that ball of Dao Fire for you."

At this time, a man in black robe with a sturdy back and golden eyes walked out and flew straight towards the top of the mountain.

This was undoubtedly tantamount to completely ignoring Princess Dao Junjiu and his group, and regarding the ball of fire from the avenue as something in his pocket, which made Princess Dao Junjiu and the others so furious that he could not bear it.

However, before they could attack, a figure was already one step ahead of them.

It was Yang Tian. He stepped into the void, seemingly slowly but really quickly. Like a stream of nothingness, he suddenly arrived in front of the man in black robe.

The man in black robe was taken aback, obviously shocked by Yang Tian's speed. Immediately, the corners of his lips curled up in a playful arc: "Seeking death!"

As he spoke, he struck out brazenly, clenching his fists with his palms like a giant hammer, and smashed Yang Tian's head hard.

boom!

This blow was fast, accurate, and ruthless. The strength of the fist was all concentrated and dazzling. The sound of the Tao roared like a landslide and a tsunami, and it took away the soul.

Just from this decisive killing and extremely quick reaction, it can be seen that this man in black robe is not a simple figure in the level of innate gods and demons.

Unfortunately, he met Yang Tian this time.

Moreover, Yang Tian was still caught in the boiling murderous intention.

Faced with this punch, Yang Tian just stretched out his hand, and his violent and unrivaled divine power came out, removing the opponent's fist and grabbing the opponent's wrist with ease.

Click!

The man in black robe was caught off guard, and his heart jumped in shock. Just as he was about to change his move, he felt severe pain in his wrist bone, which completely exploded into powder.

"Ah -" he just screamed.

At this time, Yang Tian's other hand had already grasped his neck.

"you!"

The man in black robe screamed, completely panicked, and struggled with all his strength, but it was all in vain.

Yang Tian's eyes were cold, and he exerted force on his hand. With a bang, the neck held by his five fingers was scratched to pieces, and blood flowed like a waterfall.

The soul of the young man in black robe was about to fly away, but was overwhelmed by the power bursting out from Yang Tian's palm. In an instant, it exploded and fell, killing them all.

There was a sudden silence in the field.

The Ninth Princess Daojun, Molutu, and *** were originally angry and sharing the same hatred, and were about to help Yang Tian attack, but in the blink of an eye, they saw such a bloody scene, and they were immediately dizzy and shocked.

On the flying boat opposite, Zhao Songting and others were still laughing uncontrollably, looking like they were watching a good show, and regarded Yang Tian as a dead person.

But who would have thought that such a reversal would happen in just a moment, which shocked them all, their eyes widened, and they all wondered if it was an illusion.

With one blow, he killed a powerful man at the level of innate gods and demons.

This scene was undoubtedly too shocking, like a thunderbolt, catching everyone off guard and in disbelief.

In the silence, Yang Tian slowly said: "My opportunity is something that a waste like you can get your hands on. It would be a shame to die!"

The words fell.

Bang!

The body and head of the black-robed man's neck exploded into blood mist, and his body and soul were truly destroyed!