"Jinling Su family, it's okay, one more person has more strength, but it may be ......" Someone was silent.

"What is just possible, we are here today, just to raise the prestige of my immortal sect, is it really to let the demon Dao drive straight into the Central Plains?"

"Hey, now that we've been here, why do you want to do so much? Are we going to run away with our tails between our legs?"

A bunch of people don't look like they're discussing, it's more like they're arguing in the city, you say a word, I'm a word.

They are all different immortal sects, and they used to be a little entangled, and they also had kindness. It's very familiar.

In the midst of this quarrel, the melodious sound of the piano was heard, which was not very noticeable.

Compared with Su Zhao, Jing Xiaoxiao and Mo Buyan, they don't have much right to speak - here, they are people from the orthodox Xianmen, not a family like Su Zhao.

But Su Zhao didn't mind at all, because he was dazzled, none of the long swords on the backs of these people in the immortal sect were good!

Even through the scabbard, you can feel the extraordinaryness of the sword.

To be honest, Su Zhao was a little greedy.

If this is to put the sword in order? This is a dream, but if all this is really a dream, then Su Zhao will be stupid! Who's dream can reach this level and be as fine as every word of each character?

To put it simply, if you can get your hands on these swords, you can always carry them, whether it's a dream or a reality!

After some discussion, everyone didn't think of a good way, and the last way was to block it with soldiers and cover it with water!

"Oh no, the corpse tide is already surrounded!" a soldier burst in.

But everyone's mood was flat, and some people pretended to be calm and said, "It's okay, we know." ”

At this time, it is necessary to stabilize the hearts of these 30,000 soldiers, otherwise just relying on their more than 20 immortal sect people, no, even if there are a hundred, it will not be enough for those corpses to eat.

Su Zhao turned his head, and then asked: "I don't know if you have a spare sword for me, I came in a hurry, and I encountered a tide of corpses on the road, and I lost my sword......

When everyone heard this, they basically shook their heads.

"You fool, we have a sword, where can we have you! How can you lose it?" An old man couldn't help but complain, this is going to be a fight, and he actually lost the sword.

Bad luck.

This is not something that can be made by just looking for a blacksmith shop, and a real sword is suitable for their cultivators!

Forehead...... Su Zhao will also try, don't panic, he will pick up the equipment when the time comes.

Unexpectedly, the sound of the piano, which had been silent before, was broken, so I heard someone say lightly: "It's better to send you my sword, I am a great success today, and it is not much use to keep this sword." ”

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Yaoyang-kun!" Yaoyang-jun was not originally called Yaoyang, but there were many people who called it, so he became Yaoyang, and he himself didn't bother to explain anything.

Just heard a sonorous sound, and a light jumped in front of Su Zhao.

This light was a little dazzling, so he couldn't help but close his eyes, if he didn't feel threatened, Su Zhao would have to retreat several steps.

The light faded, and an object in front of him was suspended in the air, a sword.

"Yaoyang Sword!" someone shouted, his voice was a little jealous, and Su Zhao was embarrassed.

"It's just that I hope you deserve this sword. This Shining Sun Sword was entrusted to me by the previous master, and he said this to me. After Yaoyangjun finished speaking, he continued to play the piano silently, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

Su Zhao didn't say much: "Thank you." ”

Yaoyang Jun nodded invisibly, after all, this corpse tide is coming, if the final defense of the city fails, it is useless to keep this sword, it is better to use it to enhance your own strength.

Su Zhao started with the sword, and he felt this way.

Hold your sword in your hands and get ready to go back and familiarize yourself.

"Then in this case, we will each go back and prepare, since the corpse tide is surrounded, it will only take a day or two to attack. "There is humanity.

Su Zhao frowned and added, "It may be tonight!"

"How can those stolen goods run so fast?"

Su Zhao: "Yes!"

Yaoyang-kun: "Yes!"

Jing smiled: "Yes, I was chased ......"

This night, it was not shocking, but it was even more terrifying!

The walking corpses didn't know how to make them travel so far in a whirlwind manner.

All the people didn't even dare to sleep this night, and they had to be careful that the people who appeared in the city were making trouble inside.

Su Zhao just slept with the Yaoyang Sword this night, Su Zhao and Dazzling seemed to be quite in tune!

However, that was only in the eyes of outsiders, Su Zhao only controlled part of his thoughts here, and he was holding a meeting in the Su Doctor's Clinic.

He is the only one in the Su Medical Hall, who can use two things, one side in reality and the other in dreams.

There is no party, and the Su Medical Center will be working overtime tonight.

"So, this dream is no longer something that I can easily solve alone. I can't think of any way to crack the corpse tide for the time being, and maybe there is no trick but to defend the city?" Su Zhao had a headache, and Gu Wanzhi kept pinching his temples behind his back.

"This job can only be done by everyone together. Chu Fat Man rubbed his fat face, frowned, he originally wanted to eat lobster tonight, but it was still important to cure the disease and save people.

"Yes, anyway, a few of us will go in too, and the normal patients will be handed over to the others. Qin Luoshui nodded and said, just like he was eager to try.

Next to the lobby, the three patients were still unconscious in their recliners......

The next day, the Su Medical Center was still hot, which was both happy and annoying, but fortunately, there were enough people now, and there was not much chaos.

In the dream, Su Zhao held the dazzling sword and looked at the walking corpses not far from the city wall, with a worried expression.

What are they waiting for? It's been all night, and under this sun, you can feel that the walking corpses are not in such a good state.

The soldiers are taking advantage of this great opportunity to continue to rain arrows and go out, constantly reducing the combat effectiveness of the walking corpses.

"Look! it's a dark cloud!" a soldier shouted.

In broad daylight, there was no sign of rain at all, but a large area of dark clouds was pressing towards Nancheng at a speed visible to the naked eye, but I couldn't feel the feeling of wind.

This dark cloud...... Something is wrong.

Su Zhao took a deep breath and understood that this dark cloud should have been summoned by the Demon Dao people.

The sound of the piano sounded suddenly, and I heard Yaoyangjun say lightly behind him: "After the dark clouds come, it will be their battlefield whether it is night or day." Everyone, follow me to stop this dark cloud!"

Su Zhao slapped the scabbard, and the Yaoyang Sword was unsheathed in his hand for the first time, and the light burst in an instant, pointing at the tide of corpses on the city wall.

He couldn't hold it anymore, since they were all targets, it was just right for him to practice his hands.

As for the dark clouds, give them a headache. He couldn't do anything anyway, but he couldn't do nothing.