An ugly corpse with a hideous face and a foul smell lay on the ground, densely packed with worms and green flies...

The king walked slowly on crutches in the steep basin.

Ye Mu followed Wang Lost as usual. Behind him, he looked up at the drone in the sky and said, "I heard that your skill is to manipulate corpses?" ”

"yes, look... It's all corpses here. Wang Lost stretched out his crutches, pointed around, nodded and smiled.

"Can rotten ones still work?" Ye Mu's focus remains unique.

"It works, it works, you see." Wang lost the crutch in his hand.

There was no brilliant colored light, and no strange sound was heard.

I saw disgusting corpses crawling up from the ground in the black earth in all directions, most of their clothes were in tatters, their skin was badly rotten, and when they moved, countless worms fell from their eye sockets and open mouths...

"Little Brother Ye, it's time to start performing." The voice of the old man echoed in the cemetery.

Then, around the cemetery, mud and rocks flew, and iron walls rose from the ground, surrounding the two of them.

"You see, when two dogs are ready to fight, the crowd of onlookers will use a fence to isolate them, and then bet and cheer outside." Ye Mu said as he took down the pig's head sword from behind him.

"My job is Miss Qianling's housekeeper, but it's actually quite good to make a cameo appearance as an actor once in a while." Wang Wei's voice fluttered, and disappeared from Ye Mu's field of vision along with his figure.

"Sure enough, he has the ability to be invisible."

Ye Mu obviously expected that Wang Lost would be able to get out in his eyes, Wang Lost's ability was similar to the necromancer in the game, and the so-called God sent him a window, which would inevitably close a door for him.

In this kind of profession that is biased towards mages, there will generally be a fragile body.

But except for Ye Mu...

Because of a small accident, the direction of his development was a little confusing.

If I had to make him a profession, it would be...

The magic swordsman who opened the lock blood plug-in.

Of course, now Ye Mu's identity is Niu Hulu pig-headed swordsman.

The strangely shaped green Tibetan sword flashed with a strange blue light in Ye Mu's hand after the white bandage was peeled off.

Ye Mu lightly waved the long sword in his hand: "It feels really good." ”

Ye Mu's action of swinging his sword became the last fuse that ignited the battle.

The zombies who surrounded the problem in all directions let out a burst of sharp and piercing roars at the same time, swarming towards Ye Mu like a tide.

The worms in the sky are flying like raindrops.

"Xu Wushuang, how long do you think Ye Mu can last under Old Wang?" On the VIP seat, Qian Ling held his head with one hand, and smiled with the holographic projection image in the middle of the hall with the other: "There is really a sense of the picture of a tragic warrior fighting a sword and slaying demons." ”

"Why didn't I find you so verbose before?" Xu Wu glared at Qian Ling impatiently.

"What are you angry about, do you think I hurt your sweetheart?" Qian Ling raised his chin proudly: "You changed your sex for him, with your temperament, you definitely want to marry him, if you let him participate in the test of your Xu family at that time... Tut-tut, ghost magician Kuntu, he is even more terrifying than Wang Lao. ”

"What's the matter with you?" Xu Wushuang said coldly.

Between the two talking, Ye Mu in the picture has already made a move!

The green sword in his hand was like a gust of wind in a rainstorm, smashing corpses and worms that rained down in all directions.

...

"Good!!"

"Handsome!"

"It's worthy of Miss Xu's fancy subperson!"

There was an uproar in the viewing hall, and the sound of cheers and cheers was endless.

"It's really amazing." Even Qian Ling couldn't help but sigh softly.

Ye Mu in the battlefield shook the long sword in his hand, and muttered regretfully: "It's a waste... The heads have been cut off, and these corpses can't be turned into pig-headed people. ”

But it's not a big deal.

After all

There are countless corpses in this cemetery.

A wave has just been extinguished, and a wave has come, and the mountains of corpses and the sea of corpses are endless.

The most shocking thing is that as time goes by, the corpse manipulated by Wang Yu also becomes more and more powerful.

Those buried deep in the ground, those who crawled out of the depths of the black earth with their tombstones peeled open, often have stronger bodies and faster speeds.

Ye Mu's sword speed became faster and faster, so fast that he could only see the unpredictable cyan sword shadow slashing through the air.

And unlike before, Ye Mu's sword this time was completely pointed, and the blade of the sword was like a dragonfly dotting water, gently slashing through the corpses, cutting through the shriveled, rotten, and foul-smelling skin.

Mossy green began to appear on the corpses, spreading from the wounds cut by a sword to the whole body, revealing an indescribable weirdness. Colorful Chinese

Ye Mu's dashing posture of dancing the sword completely shocked the owner of the viewing hall.

What a chic and elegant swordsmanship! What a handsome man!

"I just don't know how long he can last." Qianling's face became more and more gloomy.

Although it was not made public, all discerning people could see that this time the assessment was purely Lingling wanted to take Ye Mu and make a lot of harm to himself.

Therefore, the more Ye Mu behaved under Wang Yu's hands, the more she couldn't hold her face.

"I look at his state, he should be able to support it for a long time." Xu Wushuang's face showed a vague smile.

Hog's head sword, in effect.

After the corpses that were cut by Ye Mu with a sword were spread all over their bodies by the green, they began to undergo extremely strange changes!

The original heads on the necks of those corpses fell like building blocks, and then ugly bare-haired pig heads grew out of the necks of the dead corpses!

These corpses with pig heads seemed to have become Ye Mu's little brothers in an instant, and they let out a low pig cry, turned around and pounced on the corpses around them!

The attack power of the pig-headed people is generally stronger than the corpse manipulated by Wang Wei, if the comprehensive attack power of the zombies is 1, then the attack power of the pig-headed people under Ye Mu is as high as 1.2 to 1.3.

After all, the pig-headed people under Ye Mu were all cut out by him with a knife, and it is reasonable that the quality is slightly higher.

On the holographic projection in the middle of the viewing hall, a wonderful show of 'pig-headed man vs. zombie' is in full swing!

Ye Mu held the pig-headed sword, the corners of his mouth were smiling, the sword flowers were flying, and the pig-headed army was like a tide everywhere he passed.

The demons danced wildly, and the scene was chaotic for a while!

The audience in the hall is boiling again!

"What is this?"

"Pig-headed Sword God!"

"Is his ability to make pig-headed people?!"

......

For a while, the three words 'pig-headed man' echoed in the hall like a magic spell, and this ancient battle of pig-headed people and zombies will be passed down through the ages in the future and become a good story!

"It's really interesting, no wonder it can make you Xu Wushuang favor." Qian Ling squinted his eyes and analyzed: "He burned the Three Dream Trees, his own ability should be related to the natural elements, and most of the people who made these pig-headed people were because of the green long sword in his hand." ”

Xu Wushuang glanced at Qian Ling and said indifferently: "It seems that you also made a special investigation before this. ”

"It's not up to me to investigate these little things." Qian Ling snorted lightly, with resentment in his tone: "I'm curious about how much charm he has to make you fall in love with Xu Wushuang at first sight." ”

"Is this a guess?" Xu Wushuang looked at Qian Ling sarcastically: "Didn't you know that we went to the Three Dream Trees?" ”

Qian Ling's silver teeth clenched, she glared at Xu Wushuang viciously, and then surrendered her gaze to Ye Mu, her eyes flashing with cold killing intent.

“……”

At this time, Ye Mu in the picture is in the limelight, holding a long sword majestic, and the pig-headed general beside him protects him left and right, commanding the pig-headed army to be invincible!

If Ye Mu didn't control the pig-headed army, I believe the picture would be better.

But when the picture changed and the camera was zoomed out, the magnates watching the battlefield couldn't help but gasp.

Mountains of corpses and sea of corpses, a real mountain of corpses and a sea of corpses!

In the holographic projection, the pig-headed army led by Ye Mu is like a flat boat in the ocean, although it is possible to be swallowed by the sea of corpses.

Ye Mu's efficiency in making pig-headed people is too low, and it is a drop in the bucket.

Ye Mu didn't care about it, he still waved the long sword in his hand smoothly, constantly creating pig-headed soldiers to protect him.

Under Wang Yu's control, the countless walking corpses opened their rotten mouths in unison, and they used their already rotting throats to utter low and hoarse human words.

"Little Brother Ye..."

"Stop struggling..."

Tens of thousands of corpses spoke at the same time, and the frequency and intonation of the voices were exactly the same, and the voices echoed endlessly in the cemetery surrounded by iron walls, like a heart-wrenching bell!

The magnates in the spectator seats were fine, they could only hear specially treated voices coming from the holographic projection equipment.

And Ye Muzhi, who was in the middle of the battlefield, felt a heavy hammer blow in his chest, bleeding from both ears, and almost fainted and fell to the ground.

"What kind of sonic attack is this... Resonant? ”

Ye Mu plunged the long sword in his hand into the black soil, clenched his teeth, and struggled to support his crumbling body.

Immediately afterward, the surrounding steel walls began to tremble and shake wildly, and if this posture were to happen again, even these steel walls would collapse.

The many pig-headed people who were protecting Ye Mu also hugged their heads and howled miserably at this time, losing the ability to fight.

Xu Wushuang's face changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly, his brows locked and staring at the holographic projection below.

"Xu Wushuang, you're in a hurry." Qian Ling smiled proudly: "I said a long time ago, no matter how he struggles, he can't be Wang Lao's opponent, and if you bring him to the ball, you will send him to hell." ”

In the eyes of all the audience, Ye Mu is already a lonely boat overturned by the huge waves, and there is no chance of survival.