The Ancient Zombie Emperor

"Ye Xiao, how have you been?" A masked stalker took off his mask and looked at him as if he were looking at a dead man.

The other people that were following them also took off their masks. They were the people of Su Family, Ning Family, Yao Family, Hu Family, and the Ascending Dragon. All of them had grudges with Xiao Mu. Impossible, the name Ye Xiao was even more famous than his original name.

When he was in Mystic Heaven Beast Battling Field, he had already offended the members of the various families. As for Ascending Dragon and King's Hall, he never would have thought that a fellow student of Nanshan Academy would actually do such a thing.

A member of the Ascending Dragon laughed sinisterly: "Ye Xiao, if you want to blame something, blame your appearance in the Underground Ghost City. Since it's like this, don't blame us for being ruthless. After I kill you, I will take off your mask and see who exactly you are! "

"Ye Xiao, you have nowhere to retreat to. A Hu Clan Martial Master sneered.

Xiao Mu circled around his group of enemies, his face revealing a look of disdain: "Relying on you?"

"Humph, you look down on people too much!" The Martial Masters of the various clans were enraged and rushed over.

The first to attack was a Middle-aged Martial Master of the Yao Family, the Lancets in his hand released a burst of cold saber Qi, the vast expanse of white was about to cut down. Xiao Mu extended his palm, and actually used his flesh and blood to resist the blade qi!

Yao Family of the Yao Family had already anticipated the scene when Xiao Mu's palm was chopped off. However, the truth often came as a shock. Not only did the willow leaf blade not cut his palm, it did not even manage to harm a single hair on Xiao Mu's body, but it had shot out sparks instead. The blade energy instantly dissipated, and when the blade body broke, it was as though the Middle-aged Martial Master was struck by lightning.

When blood splashed everywhere, Xiao Mu rushed into the crowd and made the first move towards Ascending Dragon and his men. The faces of the people from King's Hall and Ascending Dragon were filled with shock. Knowing that they could not resist, they turned around and hid amongst the crowd. But, Xiao Mu was proficient in the art of assassination, how could he possibly do that? In the blink of an eye, Xiao Mu had already charged forward like a shadow.

"Ye Xiao, go around me, I don't dare anymore."

"It's not that I want to kill you, it was Ascending Dragon's idea."

The people of Ascending Dragon and King's Hall were already crying and begging for mercy. Xiao Mu's face was cold, without a shred of mercy. After breaking their necks, the bodies went limp on the spot.

Shua shua shua!

Suddenly, one sword qi after another attacked him. A Level Three Martial Master of the Hu Family brandished his sword to kill. His sword qi was like a dragon.

Everyone was shocked, Ye Xiao's strength was stronger than before, but how much longer had passed? They had wanted to kill Ye Xiao together and present his head to the clan to win their favor, but who would have thought that they would invite such a disaster on their own.

"Don't panic everyone, let's work together and definitely kill Ye Xiao!" A Rank four Martial Master from the Su Clan did not believe it and urged everyone on.

But then, Xiao Mu threw his head down, dropped and killed his way. With a bang, the Su Clan's Martial Master was struck in the chest. He only felt as if he was struck by a heavy hammer and all the bones in his body were shattered. When he was sent flying, a bloody light flashed and his arm was sent flying.

To be able to injure a Fourth Martial Master so easily, did that not mean that Ye Xiao possessed a battle strength comparable to a Fourth Martial Master?

Everyone was terrified and did not dare to move forward. At this time, the lady wearing the Rakshasi mask appeared from a paper script, giving off a sinister Qi that was simple like Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu turned around, and smashed his palm onto a pale white palm.

With a boom, waves of air exploded! Xiao Mu's body trembled, the woman wearing the Rakshasi mask retreated four or five steps, her face filled with shock. This Xiao Mu was even more powerful than she had expected. He was a Level 5 Martial Master, one that Xiao Mu could fight against.

To defeat the strong with a weaker cultivation than his Level Three Martial Master, wasn't this too shocking?

However, the women with the Rakasha Mask still had cards to play. She quickly formed a hand seal with her hand, causing a grey gas to appear around her body. The aura of the Underworld's playground began to radiate from her body. All of a sudden, his aura skyrocketed as a shadow shrouded in grey mist appeared, looking like a ghost from hell. The death aura in his eyes exploded.

"The Netherworld is about to descend upon the mortal world. Whoever offends my God will be dragged into the Unbroken Hell." The woman wearing the Rakshasi mask said in a low voice.

"Hehe, if there is a hell, then I will flatten it!" Xiao Mu said in a domineering manner.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The Eternal Abyss Devil Tablet Hands was unleashed, and a black Devil Tablet swept across the sky, exploding with peerless power that could suppress the Six Paths of the Heaven and Earth, smashing onto the illusionary figure that was enveloped in grey Qi. The shadow tried to break the attack with the spear in his hand.

In the next second, the spear shattered, and one of the arms of the mysterious man turned to ash.

Xiao Mu crushed him with a powerful stance, his fist striking out, the death aura roiling, in an instant, a fist hole appeared on the figure's body, his body splitting into pieces.

The woman wearing the Rakshasi mask let out a "wow", spitting out a mouthful of blood, her face was full of shock: "Death aura, how could there be death aura on you?!"

Xiao Mu did not say a word, but chased after his. As he swept across, the woman wearing the Rakshasi mask was struck, and hit a wall, causing dense cracks to appear like a spider web. The woman was extremely frightened. She did not dare to continue the fight, so she turned around and fled.

A Blood-red Killing Sword flew out from Xiao Mu's eyes, with a pfft sound, it was more than three metres long with blood splattering everywhere. The woman wearing the Rakshasi mask had died. Yao Family, Hu, Su and Ning Family all fled.

How could Xiao Mu let them go? He transformed into a God of Death, chasing after them. Cracking sounds could be heard as one by one, the Martial Masters had their necks broken. Their corpses fell limply to the ground, their eyes were wide open, and they died with grievance.

As for the two Level Eight Martial Master s that had secretly followed and protected Xiao Mu, they were shocked by this scene. They looked at each other and looked at each other. A Level Three Martial Master actually killed a group of fourth or fifth level Martial Masters.

They knew in their hearts that at Xiao Mu's age and cultivation level, it was impossible for him to achieve such a feat.

Xiao Mu also felt the existence of these two Level Eight Martial Master, after killing all the people who were tracking him, he looked towards their hiding spot and said: "Two seniors, please head back and write a note for me saying that they are Corpse Fragrance Workshop."

In the beginning, Xiao Mu could sense that these two people were from the Corpse Fragrance Workshop, and there was no killing intent from them. Thinking about the person sent by the Corpse Fragrance Workshop to protect him, although he didn't know why the Corpse Fragrance Workshop would do this, he still expressed his gratitude.

After Xiao Mu left, two Level Eight Martial Master appeared, looking at the ground full of corpses and fresh blood, the shock in their hearts became even more intense, how did Xiao Mu find them?

"What about the bodies?"

"If I died in the Underground Ghost City, even if a few Ancient Family s questioned me further, they wouldn't dare to pursue this matter too deeply. Don't waste it, move all of it back to the Corpse Fragrance Workshop and refine it into a zombie guard. " Once the two Level Eight Martial Master s came to a conclusion, they made a decision.