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Although the vast majority of the people present could not see the movements of the two sides clearly, they could tell from the rapid sounds of fighting and the purple colored shadows that the two sides were fighting intensely, as if they wanted to suppress the other side in the beginning of the battle.

Although it looked like Ziwu Feng was being suppressed by the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse, but at the very root, the exhaustion of Ziwu Feng's internal energy was much easier than Mu Erta who was controlling the battle of zombies. According to the development of this situation, in less than three hundred moves, Mu Erta would gradually lose the initiative to control his Golden-Purple Flying Corpse because he had exhausted too much of his internal energy.

Originally, Ye Guhsing thought that Ziwu Feng would use a method to drag Mu Erta down to death, but Ye Guhsing seemed to have underestimated the desire of seeking victory in Ziwu Feng's heart. After Ziwu Feng and the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse in the sky had fought for more than a hundred moves, Ziwu Feng's strategy of changing from defending to supporting his attacks suddenly changed.

Maybe Ziwu Feng had suddenly increased his attack power, but it was obvious that it was getting harder and harder for Mu Erta, who was controlling the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse in the sky, on the stage.

Seemingly having realized that his own internal energy was inferior to the other party's, Mu Erta once again abruptly and gently rang the bell in his hand. Immediately, a sound that was slightly slower than before rang out.

The moment the slightly slower bell sound was released, the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse in the sky that was engaged in an intense confrontation with Ziwu Feng seemed to have received some kind of command, and changed from the state of crazy attacks just now, and started to methodically defend against Ziwu Feng's attacks which were filled with purple spear shadows.

Whether it was the release time of the Vital Qi or the angle of its spear, Ziwu Feng seemed to have already initially comprehended this characteristic of the Prairie Spear Technique. As a result, although his attacks looked slow, every single spear seemed to be aimed at the vital points on the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's body with the angle of the spear.

However, Golden-Purple Flying Corpse was different from other zombies. Not only was its speed extremely fast, it was also immune to physical attacks to a large extent. Although Ziwu Feng could pierce into the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's body with every shot, the layer of purple-gold scales on the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's body that were similar to armor.

This made Ziwu Feng gradually realize that although the Nine Heavens Dragon Suppressing Spear in his hands were incomparably sharp, the physical defense of the zombie in front of him was just too strong. If he could not break through the defense with his absolute strength, then this kind of attack would not even be considered painful or itchy for the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse. Even though he could temporarily suppress the other party, it would definitely not cause them any fatal damage.

After figuring this out, Ziwu Feng once again changed the way he fought. This time, Ziwu Feng no longer required himself to hit his opponent every time, but had chosen to attack the head of the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse instead. The neck area of the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse was covered in a thick layer of scales.

As a result, after continuously releasing a few fake moves, the Nine Heavens Dragon Suppressing Spear in Ziwu Feng's hand trembled, and then, like a bolt of lightning, it directly pierced towards the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's right eye.

Mu Erta who was on the stage was not a useless person either, when Ziwu Feng unleashed this attack, the purple bell in his hand released another crisp sound.

The moment the bell sounded, the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse in the sky suddenly changed its defensive posture. It suddenly extended its pair of sharp fingernails like hands, and fiercely grabbed towards Ziwu Feng's chest.

As long as one was able to clearly see the figures of the two parties fighting in the sky, all of them would let out a cry of alarm. In the eyes of these people, they all thought that if Ziwu Feng was able to injure the zombie with this move, his chest would be heavily struck, and he would completely lose his ability to fight even if he did not die.

However, these people had obviously underestimated Ziwu Feng's ability, and had also overthrown the power of Ancient China's Burning World Spear Art. Just when everyone thought that Ziwu Feng was about to be heavily injured by the zombie's claws, the Nine Heavens Dragon Suppressing Spear that was previously aimed at the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse suddenly changed its momentum and swept away.

"Sweep the enemy!" Ziwu Feng, who was standing on the Blood-thirsty Griffin Emperor's back, suddenly roared out, and following that, the Nine Heavens Dragon Suppressing Spear in his hand suddenly shot out an extremely bright purple light, and after that, the spectators below the stage realized that the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse was like a cannonball, smashing onto the stage from the sky.

Bang – – A violent explosion resounded as the hard blue stone arena was smashed by the impact, creating huge fissures around three to four meters in size. Countless dust and dirt were blown into the air by the impact.

With such a heavy strike, not only did the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse roar in pain, even Mu Erta who was controlling it had suffered a mental injury, as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zombies held an extremely important position in the hearts of the people in the Corpse Controling Sect. Not only were these zombies their partners in battles, they were also a medium for cultivation, the reason why they could raise their cultivation was entirely because of the corpses that died from them, and being attacked by Ziwu Feng so heavily, even a high ranked zombie like the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse would suffer heavy injuries. If they wanted to repair the injuries on its body, it would take at least a month or two.

Thus, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, Mu Erta who was on the stage immediately glared at Ziwu Feng who was in the air with a face full of hatred: "Brat, I want you dead!"

After saying that, Mu Erta fiercely spat out a mouthful of bright red Essential Blood at the purple bell in his hand. Immediately, the purple bell began to break free from his right hand, and then landed on top of the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's head, which was injured on the ground.

The blood red eyes of the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse that was enveloped in the purple light suddenly flashed with a fierce purple light, after that it stood up and roared at Ziwu Feng who was in the air.

The moment the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse stood up, the expression on Ziwu Feng's face changed slightly. In that instant, he felt the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's strength increasing by several folds.

"No, we can't let its strength continue to grow." Ziwu Feng thought anxiously in his heart, and then he shouted to the Blood-thirsty Griffin Emperor at his feet: "Blood Emperor, transfer all of your power to me!"

The Blood-Thirsty Griffin blood emperor who had already recognized Ziwu Feng as its master immediately understood. After that, its huge body shrunk, and turned into a silver light that entered Ziwu Feng's body.

The silver light had already entered Ziwu Feng's body, and the world had changed for Ziwu Feng, his strength also increasing by multiple folds.

A minute later, when both Ziwu Feng and the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's strength had reached their limits, the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse first attacked Ziwu Feng who was in mid air. It fiercely flapped the huge wings on its back and then turned into a streak of purple lightning as it charged towards Ziwu Feng.

When even Golden-Purple Flying Corpse Ziwu Feng had moved, his body flipped violently in the air, and he let out a loud shout, "Heaven Seeking Spear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ziwu Feng's entire body, which was in midair, seemed to have turned into a stream of light, spinning and thrusting towards the forehead of the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse that was rushing up from the ground.

With the help of the Blood-thirsty Griffin Emperor s that were at the first level of the [Innate] realm, Ziwu Feng was able to barely release the power of this one shot.

The strong sound of something tearing through the air brought with it a whizzing wind, causing the spectators to realise that Ziwu Feng, who was swooping down from the sky, was like a strong tornado that fell from the sky. Not only was his speed extremely fast, his strength was even more terrifying.0

BOOM! Two violet figures collided in the air, producing an earth-shattering explosion.

Along with the sound of an explosion, a scream that was not one bit lower than the sound of an explosion sounded. Immediately after, everyone discovered to their horror that Ziwu Feng's spear tip had directly pierced into the right eye frame that held the funds, and the sharp spear tip had drilled out like an electric drill from the back of the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's head.

After going through the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's head, Ziwu Feng's speed did not decrease, but continued to rush towards the stage.

"Bang — —" Another explosion resounded, and at the same time, the dust on the stage flew up once again with the air of a romantic sky.

After a few dozen breaths of time, when the dust on the stage finally settled, the spectators were horrified to find that the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse's head and body were staring at the ground like nails with its long purple spear.

Receiving such a fatal blow, the Golden-Purple Flying Corpse really turned into a corpse, lying on the ground without moving, while his controller, Mu Erta's mind suffered a strong backlash, causing him to powerlessly kneel on the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.

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The second arrived!

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