Fantasy: The First Zombie of The Ages

Chapter 828: Tiger Harvest

With the breath of Lan Wushuang, Wanhu surrendered, and among the distant mountains, a big mountain suddenly burst down.

Then the dust was flying, and all the mountains where it passed by burst open, and the terrifying waves turned into shock waves and rushed straight here.

All the tigers roared into the sky, and in the sky, the tiger heads of the world condensed, the tiger heads are like stars, and the Milky Way is the tiger pattern.

"So big?"

The thirteenth left raised his head and looked up, the pinnacle of the spirit king, and it also contained the ancient ways of heaven and earth, manifested as a tiger.

And in front of the shock wave, a young man in yellow clothes, behind all black gold chains, behind these chains, there are actually many veins moving.

The veins of the earth are changing, and there is a tiger pattern on the center of the eyebrows of this young man. This young man of the barbarian tribe is almost like a tiger. And the breath on his body was too violent.

"Lan Wushuang, why are you here?"

Tiger received the Heavenly King Man Qi, and looked at Lan Wushuang with a smile, his eyes were very greedy, as if he was about to eat Lan Wushuang.

Man Qi really stuck out his tongue and stared at Lan Wushuang in the flesh.

Lan Wushuang looked at Man Qi sternly, both of whom were the Heavenly Kings of the Temple. Lan Wushuang seemed to be very honest with Man Qi. Moreover, Lan Wushuang was the great sister of the temple, everyone was afraid of the primitive girl, but from the expression of Man Qi, he didn't care at all.

"Man Qi, let's make a bet!"

"Bet? Yes, as long as you pay me one night!" Man Qi was very direct.

But this kind of directness, when replaced by other people, Lan Wushuang didn't care even more, even entering under Lan Wushuang's skirt was basically a ghost.

Lan Wushuang frowned. Man Qi, this guy, possesses an ancient savage tiger body, which is an extremely sturdy physique. Except for dragons, there is only a savage tiger body in this world. If you really want to be targeted by Man Qi, which woman is good.

It is said that there used to be a hundred women, a man named Qi, who penetrated directly through the body and died alive.

Lan Wushuang was almost tortured by Man Qi once, so the two have always had enemies.

"Yes, but if you lose, I want your beard!"

"You want this?"

Man Qi's face turned gloomy. Tiger Beard is a strange treasure of Man Qi's cultivation. After thousands of years of cultivation, Man Qi must enter the half-emperor realm by virtue of Tiger Beard, and has been breaking through.

"Don't you dare?"

Lan Wushuang looked at Man Qi proudly, his eyes rolled, and then he grinned.

"Then you first say what to bet?"

"Bet on your Tiger Sword, my man, can break your Tiger Sword!"

"Hahaha, what are you kidding? Impossible!"

"How is it possible that my Tiger Lie Sacred Sword possesses Tiger Soul Zhenjin?"

"Lan Wushuang, are you going to take the initiative to stay with me for one night? If so, I can live and do things like that for a hundred years!"

The words of Man Qi shocked the left thirteen again and again. The people of the Barbarian tribe are savage enough to do it for a hundred years, too that.

Lan Wushuang was also extremely angry. Man Qi was too cruel. Even if Lan Wushuang was a primitive woman, it was impossible for him to be with such a "foul thing".

"Are you gambled?"

"Why not bet?"

Man Qi laughed wildly. As soon as he raised his hand, he saw the chain vibrating behind him, and then the entire space was shaking. In this shattered mountain range, countless broken stones lifted into the sky, and then swirled out.

In this huge vortex, a sword, a huge sword like a mountain, condensed from the air.

"Wow!"

The spirit tiger was roaring, and the roar of the tiger shook all directions.

"Lan Wushuang, are you cheating me? Can this thing be used?"

The thirteenth left is full of black lines. How can there be a sword like a mountain? Is this a sword?

Lan Wushuang was also helpless. They all bet on the right. Seeing the thirteenth from the left, he immediately looked at the thirteenth from the left sadly: "It's all like this, you are going to lose, I will train you first. I don't care if you are the son of destiny. , I sucked all your energy into you, believe it or not?"

"There is too little blood!" Left Thirteen rolled his eyes and must "add money".

"You, you bastard, ten drops are all right?"

Lan Wushuang was also helpless, at this time he could only rely on the thirteenth from the left.

"Lan Wushuang, this little white face, is your face?"

"You only face the first face, your whole family is the first face?" Zuo Thirteen didn't like this word very much.

"Do you dare to scold me? Do you want to die?"

Man Qi is the most ferocious, the tiger takes the heavenly king, and the entire barbarian clan, even if the Man King meets Man Qi, they treat it respectfully.

"cut!"

The thirteen from the left came out indifferently and looked back at Lan Wushuang again. Lan Wushuang had already begun to clasp his fists, begging the thirteen from the left.

"Boy, can you break this king's holy sword?"

Man Qi looked at Zuo Thirteen, and there was no aura in his body, but Man Qi smelled it, and instantly laughed weirdly.

"Zombie, you are also a foreign race? You are not a living creature, the smell on your body is very bad!"

The thirteenth from the left basically ignored, Wan Hu was staring at the thirteenth from the left, and the thirteenth from the left had already moved towards the Tiger Soul Sacred Sword. The huge holy sword was floating in the air, and the thirteenth from the left stood in the shadow, looking up at the holy sword.

"Haha, Lan Wushuang, you are destined to stay here tonight!"

"Left thirteenth, you are going to lose, you wait for me!"

When Lan Wushuang saw that the left thirteen hadn't moved for a long time, he became anxious on the spot.

"By him?"

Man Qi smiled suddenly, and then flicked his sharp nails. The Tiger Soul Sacred Sword was already aroused and slashed towards the left thirteenth. The earth was shattering, and an abyss appeared directly where the thirteenth from the left stood.

The thirteenth from the left didn't stand firm, and leaned back and forth, which made Man Qi laugh even more presumptuously.

"Haha, just with this, give you three breaths time, if you don't do it, I will smash your face into mud and feed me the tiger!"

"Thirteen from the left!" Lan Wushuang screamed again.

The thirteenth left finally moved. Standing in the abyss, thirteenth left suddenly jumped up. The abyss burst open directly, the ground cracked, and the whole earth was shattering.

Then he saw Zuo Shisan transform into a pike, hit the head with a punch, and then hit the tiger soul holy sword.

"boom!"

The thirteenth from the left was like a bullet, piercing the Tiger Soul Sacred Sword and rushing straight into the sky.

When Zi Yan and others came in, they saw this scene. Zhu Ren and Chen Dong were also dumbfounded. Among the holy swords, the hardest tiger soul holy sword was broken by a punch from the left thirteenth.

But Hu Shou Man Qi, the murderous man, was now widening his eyes, looking up in shock.

"Hahaha, I won!" Lan Wushuang waved his arms excitedly. At this time, Lan Wushuang was very satisfied with Zuo XIII, let alone the Son of Destiny. Tonight, Lan Wushuang could accompany Zuo XIII.

But when Lan Wushuang was smiling, Zi Yan found that he didn't lose it. At this time, Man Qi also jumped up.

"Thirteen, be careful!"

Zi Yan roared, Man Qi's speed was too fast, and also his fist was in the air, blasting towards the thirteenth from the left. The fist of the spirit king, the power of the wild tiger, tears the sky.

"Wow!" The Tiger of Heaven condenses the death ray.

"Man Qi, do you dare?" Lan Wushuang didn't expect that Man Qi would really do it.

"It's over, if the Holy Master knows, he will get angry?" Zhu Ren took a breath.

Chen Dong also nodded, the Son of Destiny, the Son of Destiny of the Temple, appeared, and died here in the end.

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