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Chapter 112 Flying Sword(2/3)

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The fugitives were scattered by the swarming zombies, divided and surrounded.

Every time Huang Taihu smashed the head of a living corpse, three new scars were added behind it.

But the death situation in front of him only aroused the old water bandit's stubbornness.

The strong winds and waves in Taihu Lake failed to kill me, but how could the boat capsize in the ditch of Qianfo Temple?!

He mustered up his courage and wanted to fight again. But suddenly, a lock fell from the sky and was pulled out of his neck.

Immediately afterwards, his throat tightened and he was pulled down into the mud pit.

Seven or eight living corpses surrounded him, brandishing knives and axes, intending to chop him into pieces.

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Taoist Longtu got up from the mud in a daze. At this time, his ears were filled with roaring, and his eyes were full of overlapping shadows. He couldn't tell who was fighting, let alone who was screaming.

He inexplicably thought of all the things he had to do while escaping along the way, and suddenly felt a little boring.

After practicing Taoism for more than thirty years, I couldn't get rid of the demons, and I couldn't save the innocent. I went against my will just to survive, and in the end I couldn't even save my life or property.

It’s really ugly!

After the world in front of him calmed down for a moment, he looked coldly at the living corpses rushing around him, grinned, and raised the Yan Fei Dao in his hand with a serious smile.

In order to die a more beautiful death, please give me some support.

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Just as they watched, several people died on the spot.

suddenly.

"Huhuhu..."

The strong wind roared like an overwhelming mountain.

Along the way, it felt as if something huge had rolled over it, and the bamboo trees were as low as weeds.

And the raindrops, sand, stones, and bamboo leaves were carried in the wind, like thousands of arrows flying towards them.

In the violent storm, a roar burst out.

Immediately, a ray of blue light broke through the wind and rain, and struck with lightning. When it arrived at the field, it suddenly slowed down and turned into mist of light and dispersed.

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Yang Zhiji, who was begging for mercy, suddenly took a sip of rotten leaves from the cold rain. Then he felt a weight in his arms and subconsciously looked down - oh, what a big, ferocious head was pressed heavily in his arms. He took a sip in a daze. With a runny nose, I looked up and saw blood popping out of the empty neck of the living corpse general in a glowing green light.

Huang Taihu's eyes were cracked. Although he was dragged into the mud pit and trapped in a certain death situation, the ferocity in his bones still drove him to resist with all his strength. However, the expected chaos of blades did not come. He could only see the green light spreading across , all the living corpses around him were torn to pieces. Then, the broken flesh and blood were splashed over by the wind and rain, drowning him in the mud pit. He was stunned for a moment, then turned over and retched on the spot.

The sudden strong wind made Taoist Longtu unable to open his eyes, but it was nothing to him who was already determined to die. He simply closed his eyes and rushed towards the direction where he remembered the most living corpses. However, he did not rush. After taking a few steps, he felt something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there were no living corpses there. They were just chopped off a few green bamboo branches.

He looked back blankly at the scene, and saw that the smoke-like green light filled the air, filled with all his companions with big eyes and small eyes, dumbfounded and speechless.

As for those living corpses?

Hello.

There were corpses of various sizes all over the ground.

"Gotta live?"

He was still a little unbelievable.

At this time, the green light like smoke suddenly disappeared, and before his eyes, it formed a simple bronze dagger. It circled back and forth, like a fish swimming leisurely in the wind and rain.

It turns out that the green light that slaughtered all the living corpses at that moment was actually a fleeting light that the human eye could not catch when the bronze dagger flew and hovered.

It was also at this time.

There was a sound not far away.

"Return to the box."

Long Tu was startled and followed the sound.

But I saw a Taoist priest leaping out from a rock in the bamboo forest. The Taoist priest's robes were blown by the wind, and he seemed to be coming on the wind. The flying sword was also like a swallow returning to its nest, and flew away in response to the sound.

The two met in the air.

All of a sudden.

The splashing wind and rain suddenly calmed down.

The world seems to have suddenly stopped, the mountains and forests are silent, and thousands of bamboos have gathered their branches.

moment.

"Wow."

Everything revives, the sound of rain comes again, but there is no strong wind and the leaves are like arrows.

Only the sparse raindrops wrapped around the fallen leaves and rustled down.

And that man also fell to the ground amid the fluttering of his Taoist robes and scattered bamboo leaves.

Taoist Longtu was stunned for a few seconds and then blurted out.

"Li Xuanxiao."

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"Just you?"

It was discovered that the person who came was Li Changan, and everyone in the scene was quite embarrassed while trying to survive the disaster.

Of course, the White Lotus Sect didn't say much, and the bonus for Li Changan's head was still on the black market. Even the Long Xiangwei group, when they reached a tacit understanding with the White Lotus Sect some time ago, didn't sit back and watch the development of the situation.

mean.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and only Taoist Master Long Tu put aside his old face and came up to say hello.

But he didn't expect that the first sentence the other person said would make him so embarrassed.

Just them? Of course not.

At that time, there were thousands of people at the venue, including believers from all parties, monks from Thousand Buddha Temple, government troops and troops from both sides. When the bell roused the crowd, only twenty-three out of ten people who died in the chaos were turned into living corpses.

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As for excluding the dozens of people at the scene, what happened to the remaining survivors?

It was in response to what Mr. Yang Zhiji said earlier.

"Who said we need to outrun the living corpses? Just outrun them."

Although Taoist Longtu was forced by the situation to abandon the people on the mountain, he still wanted to save his face and did not talk nonsense. When faced with Li Changan's question, he just looked gloomy and speechless.

Li Changan just asked casually and had no intention of questioning him, but judging from the other party's reaction, he probably guessed the development of the situation.

At that moment, he was too lazy to say anything more, turned around and walked away, heading towards the meeting place on the mountain.

But before he had even taken two steps, someone hurriedly stopped him in front of him and bowed his hands in a salute.

Li Changan raised his eyebrows.

"Who are you?"

The man laughed and said: "I am the commander of the Longxiang Guards, Yang Zhiji."

"oh."

The Taoist priest responded with a calm response and waited to see what the other party would say.

This man is quite thick-skinned, and he is not angry at all, but still smiles at me.

"Why are you here, Taoist Priest?"

"Destroy demons and save people."

"The Taoist priest's benevolence and righteousness really make Yang admire him."

He carried a fancy sedan with a smile, and finally, the conversation changed.

"With all due respect, it's getting late and it's hard to see. Furthermore, there are many monsters on the mountain, and I'm afraid there are thousands of them right now. Even if the Taoist priest has magical powers, he is alone and can save him.

How many people are there? For the current plan, why not go down the mountain with us and report this matter to the Mingzhou Prefecture, so that the court can invite experts from all over the world and mobilize thousands of troops and horses to surround the Thousand Buddha Temple and stop the corpse demon.

Fleeing and spreading. This is the blessing for the thousands of people in Yuzhou! Taoist priest, do you think this is true?"

What is yes and no?

Li Changan chuckled and did not answer.

This Master Yang just saw the sharpness of Feijian and wanted him, Taoist Li, to be a free bodyguard, but he tried his best to bluff people.

So, official...

However, Li Changan decided to go up the mountain without any intention of risking his life. He just wanted to kill as many as he could, save as many as he could, and just follow fate. Yang Zhiji's words gave him a wake-up call.

He turned around and looked at Taoist Longtu for a few times, and the several junior disciples behind him who were all covered in colors, saw a seal hanging on his waist.
To be continued...
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