Huang Rong's slender right arm, starting from the shoulder, was torn apart by a claw of a Qing Dynasty zombie, and the broken arm just fell on Tu San's face, spilling blood on his face.

Looking at Huang Rong's crumbling body and pale smile, Tu San's body was trembling violently.

"Rong'er...... Rong'er ...... Rong'er !! ”

He muttered blankly, and finally roared, his face bruised, and his eyes instantly turned snow-white, and he could not see a trace of black.

Before the zombie could attack again, a wave of qi suddenly erupted from Tu San's body.

"Boom ......"

Blown by the air waves, the Qing Dynasty zombies suddenly flew upside down for dozens of meters, almost hitting the wall before they could stop.

At that moment, the ancient sword behind Tu San trembled wildly, trembling while slowly moving up, and it was slowly unsheathed.

As the ancient sword moved upward, with Tu San's body as the center, white frost gradually emerged, and spread little by little.

The most bizarre thing is that Tu San's eyes not only turned snow-white, but even his hair began to change.

The originally neat and neat short hair is growing with the naked eye, and starting from the roots, the black hair is slowly turning white, swallowing the black little by little.

His originally bronzed skin also became extraordinarily pale at this moment.

"Don't."

Seeing this, Huang Rong's face changed greatly, she weakly stretched out her one arm and grabbed Tu San's hand, as if she wanted to stop Tu San's upcoming changes, not wanting the ancient sword to come out of the sheath.

Tu San gasped, obviously unable to control the anger in his body.

Little by little, the ancient sword emerged from the scabbard, and the frost around it became more and more frozen, and everyone subconsciously retreated.

Zhong Bai was standing next to me at this time, and when the two of us stepped back, he looked solemn, frowned, and said, "His ancient sword is not a mortal thing. ”

Tu San's hair was growing rapidly, and it grew to his chest in just a few breaths, and his originally black hair completely turned snow-white at this moment, dancing with the wind.

White hair, white eyebrows and white eyes, full of demonic atmosphere.

Tu San's body slowly floated and stood, and then he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, pulling out the ancient sword little by little.

While holding the hilt of the sword, a word suddenly appeared in the center of Tu San's eyebrows, a blood-red line.

"Boom!"

The ancient sword is unsheathed......

The ancient sword that Tu San had been carrying and vibrated from time to time, but he never pulled out half of the ancient sword, and at this moment, it was pulled out by Tu San.

Since I met Tu San, this ancient sword has always been his symbol, I have experienced danger many times, and I have never seen him use it, I have always been curious, what secrets this ancient sword hides.

However, when the ancient sword was really unsheathed, my curiosity disappeared, and I was more shocked.

Because Tu San in front of him has completely changed as a person, he has become extremely strange and strange.

The long white hair fluttering, and the white eyes full of frost and cold make people daunting, and they dare not approach.

His whole body was filled with a strange aura, giving people a sense of unreality.

In the face of the previous Tu San, I didn't have any other thoughts except for recognizing his appearance, but at this moment, seeing him with a demonic aura gave people a feeling of being extremely evil and yin.

Tu San was shirtless, holding a sword in one hand.

The ancient sword was as white as his hair, and there was still a chill on it, and it looked beautiful, not like a murderous sword, but more like a work of art.

On the body of the sword, there are also two vigorous and powerful red ancient texts - slaughtering the city.

The sword is like a man, and a man is like a sword, as if everything is destined, this Tu San Gu Sword was born for him.