roccoschili Chapter 948 3 heroes fight against Lu Bu
Chapter 948 3 heroes fight against Lu Bu
"This... is, Chief!"
Du Feibai and Meng Jingwu did not object and immediately accepted the order.
The two looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.
They knew very well how powerful their leader was as they often went on missions together.
A sixth-level corpse king can be killed at the seventh level, and after being promoted to the seventh level, a beast king of the same level can be killed easily in seconds.
This is also the reason why the two of them ran to inform Ye Ying as soon as they received the news that the eighth-level Corpse King had appeared.
The leader has reached the peak level of the seventh order, so killing an eighth-order corpse king is a piece of cake for him.
It's just that they had a mission before and happened to return to the Kyoto shelter.
If they waited until they received the news before rushing over, they would be later than Zhu Bai and Fatty and the others.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Wang Mingyang appeared, the leader Ye Ying revealed such big news to them.
Ye Ying turned his gaze towards Wang Mingyang, his eyes shrouded in black mist, filled with a high will to fight.
As the leader of the Hidden Dragon Guard, Ye Ying doesn't care about the so-called top 100 list.
Fame and fortune are like clouds and dirt to him.
However, as a true strong man, Ye Ying is looking forward to fighting with Wang Mingyang.
It has nothing to do with winning or losing, or life or death.
Just for the strong heart deep in my heart.
In the past, for the sake of the country, the Hidden Dragon Guards fought in secret.
They even have to worry that once their identities are exposed, they will be subjected to various threats or attacks, which will eventually harm the leaders they need to protect.
Now, they can stand in front of people without any scruples, exert their strength to the fullest, and fight to the death with all zombies and strange beasts.
This kind of hearty and reckless battle is what the Hidden Dragon Guards yearn for most.
……
"You guys, are you going to fight or not?"
The Corpse King Pojun, who was ready to fight, frowned slightly and shouted impatiently.
The portal appeared mysteriously, but a guy with no discernible presence walked out.
There are enough powerful humans gathered here now, enough for it to have a big meal.
If time goes on, I'm afraid more and more people will come.
The threat will gradually intensify.
I don't have to worry about myself, but the chances of survival for Yanliao, Hanshan and the already injured Anyou are very slim.
Pojun also didn't want to become a commander without troops, as the temptation of the flesh and blood of strong human beings was too great.
Countless liquefied metals gathered around it from all directions.
It quickly condensed into sharp flying shuttles and several metal beasts.
"Hey, this alien can't wait."
Wang Mingyang put his arm around Mei Que's shoulders and chuckled.
Deep down in his heart, he did not look down on this golden alien at all.
An eighth-order primary alien zombie can definitely exert the strength of an eighth-order intermediate one.
Compared with Joseph who swallowed Raphael and Austin, he is no less dangerous.
"Let's go together!"
Mei Que raised his long sword and said in a deep voice.
Wang Mingyang's arrival gave him more confidence.
If he had worked together with Ye Ying before, Mei Que would have been very confident that he could keep this eighth-level alien species.
Now, Mei Que had no doubt that this alien corpse king would not be able to escape today!
It depends on how Wang Mingyang wants him to die.
"Okay, Brother Mei, let's fight side by side!"
Wang Mingyang nodded heavily. He was more than happy to fight with Mei Que.
He would not refuse to cooperate with Mei Que just because he was confident that he could deal with the eighth-level corpse king.
The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
Wang Mingyang's figure flashed and the next moment he appeared thirty meters in front of the Corpse King Pojun.
A right hand covered with golden dragon scales gently slapped Pojun.
The frost rune that had just condensed appeared in his palm and quickly turned into a sky-high icy palm, which slammed heavily towards the rooftop where Pojun and other corpse kings were.
"Um?!"
Despite the sudden attack, Pojun was not panicked.
Instead, it was the powerful aura revealed when Wang Mingyang attacked that startled it.
Danger!
The dead heart and blood suddenly felt like a whim.
An extremely dangerous omen suddenly struck Pojun's mind.
With the blessing of Pojun's power, countless steel shuttles shot towards the oncoming ice palm at an extremely fast speed.
A steel dragon roared up from behind the building, dragging the Corpse Emperor Po Jun into the air.
He paid no heed to the icy palm that was about to fall on his head and just charged forward.
"boom!"
Exploding ice chips and countless bent steel shuttles scattered everywhere.
The entire head of the Iron Dragon was crushed, but under the power of the Corpse King Pojun, it still turned into a huge spiral drill, spinning wildly in the palm of Ice Palm.
"You guys run away!"
An obscure spiritual wave swept through Yanliao, Hanshan and Anyou, causing them to tremble all over.
Pojun didn't care what they thought. When it faced Wang Mingyang's palm, it suddenly found that its strength was not superior at all!
The dangerous premonition in my heart became more and more intense.
Pojun could only quickly inform the three corpse kings and let them find a way to escape on their own.
Otherwise, Pojun, who is too busy taking care of himself, would not be able to care about their life or death.
I’m giving you timely notice because we’re all from the same clan of corpses.
The giant ice palm was finally broken and turned into several huge blocks of ice that fell in all directions.
Po Jun flew high into the sky with a serious look on his face, only to see the young human being who gave him an extremely dangerous feeling standing leisurely in the air.
As if waiting for it to fly up.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Two sounds of breaking through the air were heard, and a night shadow shrouded in black mist and Mei Que holding a long sword fell on both sides of the Corpse King Po Jun at the same time.
Forming a triangle with Wang Mingyang, they surrounded the eighth-level alien corpse king Pojun in the middle.
"Human, you are very strong... Tell me your name, you are qualified!"
The Corpse King Pojun stood with his hands behind his back, a trace of solemnity flashed across his scarlet eyes as he looked at Wang Mingyang in front of him.
The Iron Dragon condensed again under his feet, and countless curved iron shuttles flew back to the Iron Dragon like bees returning to their nests.
"You should have recovered your memory. Have you given yourself a name?"
Wang Mingyang looked at the Corpse King Pojun and asked instead without answering its question.
In fact, after zombies are promoted to level seven, they will gradually recover the memories of their predecessors.
After being promoted to the eighth level, these memories were basically restored.
It’s just that the memory of the previous life is like a documentary.
After absorption, it will not change the behavior style of the Corpse King, at most it will make them smarter.
This knowledge has become common sense in previous lives.
Today, it is still an unknown secret to most survivors.
"Breaking the military!"
A strange look flashed across the scarlet eyes of the Corpse King Pojun. This human actually knew this, but he still said the new name he had given himself.
The predecessor of this body was just a worker in a steel factory.
I don’t know why, but it becomes the carrier of the hatching nest.
This is also because the location was a steel plant at the time.
Therefore, the incubation nest that gave birth to the Corpse King Pojun ultimately displayed the attribute of gold!
"Wang Mingyang, Mei Que, Ye Ying."
Wang Mingyang pointed at himself, then pointed at Mei Que and Ye Ying respectively.
The eighth-level corpse king is not much different from humans. He is a completely independent individual with self-awareness.
This is the magic of creation and the irony of fate.
Wang Mingyang did not have much respect for Pojun, the king of the corpse clan, but he treated him as an equal.
After all, he is the first eighth-level zombie king, and a different species of zombie.
His apparent strength is much stronger than the other three.
This battle is somewhat like the battle between three heroes and Lu Bu.