With a muffled sound, the corpse soldier shook for a while.

Just when Guan Xi thought that the old monk was a silver-shaped spearhead, he immediately clanged and the horizontal sword of the corpse soldier fell directly, and then he fell to the ground and quickly weathered with a rumbling sound.

This monk Xuankong actually killed a second-level corpse soldier with one palm!

The third-level cultivator is so powerful.

The corpse general was holding a Vajra spear in his hand and was full of domineering dragon-head armor. The helmet he wore was in the shape of a tiger's head, rolling upwards on the left and right ears, and the armor stretched out to protect his neck, and his arms were in the shape of a dragon's head.

The corpse general had extremely powerful aura throughout his body.

Seeing Xuan Kong killing a corpse soldier, the corpse general's huge body rose up and jumped several meters high. When it was still in the air, the spear in his hand had already danced out a circle of gun flowers and covered Xuan Kong.

Monk Xuankong did not take the inch of his army at this time.

However, although this old monk is not tall, he is really very strong.

With a burst of energy and blood power that was more than three points stronger than Guan Xi had sensed before, suddenly burst out. The monk quickly flew into the air, his speed was a little faster than the corpse general. Then his right hand instantly swelled a circle and a loud roar.

"Vajra Palm!"

Unlike the spring breeze that was like a tiger roaring and a wolf roaring, which was deafening. Then Xuankong's big palm actually emitted a rich golden light, which was instantly printed on the corpse general's spear.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the corpse threw Domineering spear towards him, and was instantly hit by Xuan Kong's golden palm.
Chapter completed!