The person who came was the weapon king Fuluo.

Fu Luo could break Yuan Jin's sword at will, firstly because of his strong strength, and secondly because of his understanding of the artifacts, he had reached a peak. He could find out the shortcomings of the military soldiers in a very short time, and then use the smallest power to break them.

Fu Luo glanced at Chen Ziling and then looked at Yuan Jin.

"Is it your move?"

Yuan Jin's face was very serious. Facing a strong man in the Purple Palace, even as the top Martial King, he could not calm down.

"So what?" Yuan Jin said.

They have four peak martial kings at the twelve level of the martial arts realm. As long as they join forces, they can still compete with Master Zifu. In addition, the battle corpses on their bodies are not difficult to retreat, so although Yuan Jin was a little worried, he was not afraid.

"Just dare you admit it."

Shu Luo nodded, waved his robe sleeves, and a long red gold hammer rushed out from his sleeves, like a red light rushing out.

"Stop the defense formation!"

The four peak martial kings were all in a twelve-point spirit and were fully alert. While supporting Luo, they also took action quickly.

However, they were still one step slower.

"Boom--"

The long red gold hammer shattered Yuan Jin's armor and penetrated his heart.

In just a moment, a martial king of the twelve levels of martial arts realm was completely killed. Fu Luo's strength was terrifying to this level.

Shu Luo made a big move and held the red gold hammer into his hand again.

"Damn it, how could he be so strong? Who is he?"

The many martial kings in the Mount of Burials hurriedly took a few steps back, and their faces showed a look of fear.

Fu Luo did not continue to take action, but helped Chen Ziling up from the ground.

"Can't you die?"

Chen Ziling pressed his chest and said, "It's okay, just take care of it for a while."

"It's really worrying." Fu Luo sent a pill into Chen Ziling's throat, helping him circulate his qi and blood, and bridging the injuries in his chest.

At this moment, the man wearing an ice blue mask walked out slowly, took off his mask, revealing a cold and deep face.

"I haven't seen each other for many years. I thought I would never see Senior King again. I didn't expect that I could meet here today."

King of Weapons?!

When everyone present heard these two words, they were shocked.

The leader of Lingtai Yamen, Wang Fuluo, was that powerful man? In the battle of Wuqi Mountain twenty-three years ago, thousands of elite troops surrounded the corpse mortal mountain, causing Wuqi Mountain to fall into trouble. Seven years ago, even the imperial army and Jiang Yehan joined forces, they failed to take it down.

Fu Luo looked at the man, and a flash of extreme coldness flashed in his eyes: "She Lanye, I didn't expect you to appear in front of me."

The Ghost Prince She Lanye, the first disciple of the Ghost Doctor, was in the corpse burial mountain, and no one except Shang Yu could escape the ability to scatter corpses and make ghosts.

"Although you and I are no longer masters and apprentices, I have never forgotten that my senior taught me so many things." She Lanye said with a calm smile.

She Lanye became famous at a young age and was once a genius disciple of Lingtai Ya. She was known as the first weapon refining genius in the thirty years since she joined the Wu Kingdom. She was originally the most optimistic disciple of Fu Luo.

Unfortunately, because of his own selfishness, he betrayed Lingtai Ya, fell into the evil path, and worshipped the ghost doctor Shang Yu as his master.

This incident has always been the pain point of Fu Luo and one of the reasons why Fu Luo and Shang Yu made enemies.

Fu Luo snorted coldly, stepped out with his foot, and a surging purple energy surged out of his body. A green fire dragon was entrenched on the long red gold hammer.

"No need to pretend, I just clean up the portal today."

"Then let me see if what I have learned over the past twenty years can catch your eyes."

A cold smile appeared on the corner of She Lanye's mouth, bit the tip of her tongue, and forced out a stream of essence and blood, which was sprinkled on Ye Zhaoling. With a bent finger, Ye Zhaoling flew out at a high speed and shot into Hou Ying's neck.

The next moment, Hou Ying's eyes became dark, and an angry roar burst out, and layers of terrifying murderous ripples burst out from his body.

"Using the essence and blood of the original source as a guide to manipulating the Gu corpse, I really learned a lot of evil methods from Shang Yu." Fu Luo smiled coldly.

"I don't care whether it's evil or not, it's better than learning something useless."

She Lanye narrowed her eyes and recited a spell in her mouth.

"Boom--"

Hou Ying took a step forward and swung his punch, which immediately caused a strong wind to stir up, gathering a storm of madness and smashing towards Fu Luo's head.

"The physical body of the Earth Yuan Realm is not weak." Fu Luo swung out the long red gold hammer and collided with Hou Ying with one hammer.

"Boom--"

From the center of the battle, the ground began to shatter, and a surging storm swept across the school ground, under the aftermath of this attack, was razed to the ground.

Many martial kings dared not get too close, and quickly activated their body movements and retreated to the rear. The battle between powerful men of this level was not something they could participate in.

Lin Ju took a step forward, helped Chen Ziling up, and took him to the edge of the battlefield.

"Is it okay?"

"Thank you... the heroine will save you." Chen Ziling lowered his voice, not wanting his mother to recognize him.

In the center of the school grounds, the battle between Fu Luo and Hou Ying became increasingly fierce. Hou Ying's combat power was far beyond everyone's expectations. Even Fu Luo, the older generation of Zifu, would be difficult to take it down for a while.

The two sides fought harder and harder, smashing huge holes on the ground.

"I didn't expect that this Gu Corpse Hou Ying was so powerful."

"She Lanye, if you have such a method, why don't you use it early?" Mu Hanshan said.

"If I had used such a method earlier, the Lin Mansion would have been destroyed long ago. Why would Yuan Jin die?" said Old Yan.

"Shut up!"

She Lanye narrowed her eyes and shouted fiercely.

His eyes were covered with bloodshots, and his spirit was carrying extremely terrifying pressure. It was not easy to forcibly manipulate the corpse with his will.

Holding the loul and waving the long red gold hammer, the vitality between heaven and earth quickly surged, forming a phantom of a hundred-foot blue dragon. Above the dragon shadow, terrible flames burned, and the originally hot air was now even more like a furnace.

The blue dragon flame, the broken sky!

The dragon shadow burst out with a howling roar and rushed towards Hou Ying.

Hou Ying stood there, like a giant tower mountain, waving his right arm to smash it towards the dragon head. A terrifying fist power surged on the fist as big as a sandbag.

"Crazy--"

The fist force tore the dragon shadow apart and scattered it into light spots and splashed in all directions.

Seeing Hou Ying's punch, a strange look flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, "How could Dingshan Fist Art... be Chen's boxing technique?"

Chen Ying also saw the clues and his expression changed, "Yes, it's Dingshan Fist. How could Hou Ying use the boxing skills of my Chen Mansion, unless..."

Unless, Hou Ying was once a member of the Chen Mansion.

But how could the people from the Chen family turn into a corpse? And it’s so strange.
Chapter completed!