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Chapter 224 Weird

Screams filled the sky.

Even Yang Liang felt pain.

Ouyang Lu stood up from the ground again, with a strange red color on his face.

Yang Liang frowned. Ouyang Lu seemed to be able to gain strength from pain.

The Thirteenth King said coldly: "It seems you got it too."

Ouyang Lu was bleeding from his shoulders and lower abdomen, but he didn't notice it at all. His eyes looked directly at the Thirteenth King: "The Heavenly Lord will protect me when he is in trouble."

"Ah!"

The Thirteenth King sneered and said: "You have no idea what kind of power you believe in. Today, I will let you see what a true god is!"

As he spoke, he pulled hard and pulled off the silk robe on his body.

Yang Liang was startled, and saw a strange tattoo on his body under the moonlight:

A skeleton clad in linen robes, holding a scythe.

It seems that the breath of death is exuding all the time.

Ouyang Lu was taken aback and said, "It turns out you have reached this level!"

Realm, what realm?

These two words caught Yang Liang's attention, and he immediately pricked up his ears.

The Thirteenth King said: "You have only just made contact with it, but I have entered a new level and can even command it!"

As he spoke, the Thirteenth King suddenly became extremely vicious: "It's you, it's you. I have already arranged everything. In a few days, I can fully recover!"

He suddenly rushed towards Ouyang Lu, and the long sword in his hand kept attacking, forcing Ouyang Lu to retreat.

It seems that even with four knives stuck in his body, Ouyang Lu is no match for the Thirteen Kings.

Yang Liang was digesting the information in their words.

Perhaps, the existence of this statue is no longer a secret to some people. It's just that I don't have much information, so I don't know much about it.

Ouyang Lu has a statue that allows him to have four knives inserted into his body and still maintain fighting status.

The statues of the Thirteen Kings are tattooed directly on his body, which can bring him back to his youth.

I don’t know if the cut things will grow back.

Yang Liang began to have random thoughts again.

"Lord!"

Seeing Ouyang Lu deflated, Liu Yanzi couldn't help crying for help.

Yang Liang stopped her and said, "Don't go there. Even if you go there, you won't be able to help."

Liu Yanzi looked Yang Liang up and down and said, "Are you really with us?"

Yang Liang curled his lips and said: "If I want to take action, I can kill you long ago, why wait until now."

Liu Yanzi thought about it and realized that Yang Liang was indeed right. His strength was far above hers.

"How did you find this statue?" Yang Liang asked.

"Call Tianzun." Liu Yanzi corrected.

Yang Liang had no choice but to say: "Okay, how did you find this Tianzun?"

"We didn't find Tianzun, it was Tianzun who found us."

Yang Liang frowned subconsciously: "Where do you start talking about this?"

Liu Yanzi fell into memories: "We were hunted by the imperial court. If Tianzun hadn't suddenly appeared, we would have died in the hands of the imperial court's eagle claws."

Yang Liang thought about it seriously, but still couldn't understand Liu Yanzi's words.

Now is not the time to talk, the battle is fierce in the distance.

The Thirteen Kings lifted Ouyang Lu into the air, using their hands hard, and blue blood vessels protruded from his face.

Bang!

An object suddenly hit from a distance, and the Thirteenth King subconsciously waved his other hand. There was a crisp sound in the air, and water splashed down.

It turned out to be a wine jar. The Thirteen Kings let go of Ouyang Lu and smashed him to the ground.

He turned his head and saw a person walking out of the darkness in the distance, staring directly at him. Yang Liang was startled because this person was not someone else, but his personal book boy Lu Yuanyuan.

Perhaps, she should be called Wu Canniang now.

"Do you still remember me?" Wu Canniang said coldly.

The Thirteenth King squinted his eyes, suddenly remembered something, and said: "It turns out it's you. It's great that you are still alive."

From what he said, he should have met Wu Canniang a long time ago, so even if he looked like this, he would still be able to recognize her.

Perhaps, his capture of Wu Canniang was not just a match for a ghost marriage.

What happened today was beyond Yang Liang's imagination, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

But at last there was one thing he was not wrong about.

Wu Canniang came here for revenge, and now was her best chance to take action.

Wu Canniang held up a statue in her hand. In the darkness, the statue's eyes seemed to be looking directly at the Thirteen Kings.

The Thirteenth King only felt a pain in his head, and he was angry and funny at the same time.

Even such a little girl dared to take action against him. It was probably because he had been bedridden for too long, and people in the world no longer took him seriously.

As long as he regains his youth, no one in the world can be seen by him.

Even His Majesty in the palace.

He held the sword and walked towards Wu Canniang. At the same time, his head hurt more and more, his temples were pounding, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

A sense of madness arose in my heart, trying to destroy everything, even myself.

The corpses that had been thrown down on the ground stood up one after another, gripped their weapons, and rushed towards the Thirteenth King.

Seeing this scene, the Thirteenth King showed an incredible expression on his face. He did not expect that even a little girl could master this kind of power.

It seems that her mastery is deeper than Ouyang Lu's.

What's going on? Is this kind of power already on the streets?

Yang Liang didn't know what was going on, but he felt that Wu Canniang's weirdness had reached a new level.

It's a pity that I clearly have this weird statue, but I don't know how to open it.

The Thirteen Kings swung their swords and slashed them out with one sword after another. The power of these corpses was even more powerful than before.

Some of them were cut off by the Thirteen Kings, but they still had the strength to attack themselves.

Even the pervert, the Thirteenth King, is starting to feel perverted.

"My God!"

He spat out two weird syllables and suddenly drew his sword. In an instant, the face that had just regained some color quickly shriveled up.

The sword in his hand became more powerful than before.

Yang Liang's eyes narrowed into a thin line. The weirdness of these thirteen kings was comparable to his own.

It's just that what he is burning is Yang Shou, and what he is burning is vitality.

The original corpses fell to the ground one by one.

The Thirteen Kings, covered in blood, rushed out of the encirclement and rushed towards Lu Yuanyuan.

He secretly resented that this little girl caused him to waste a lot of strength, and his body that had just regained its youth became old again.

However, he could sense that in such a young body, there was a vitality far beyond that of ordinary people.

As long as he robs her, he can regain his life.

Lu Yuanyuan looked panicked. Even though she was a little weird now, she was still a little girl at heart.

clang!

A sword suddenly stopped in front of the Thirteen Kings.

Facing Yang Liang, the Thirteen Kings looked down upon him at all: "The firefly monster also wants to compete with the sun and the moon!"

(End of this chapter)