"Boom!"

The sword and the axe clashed, colliding with a crisp sound.

While everyone was unconscious, Nan Ming quietly shook the Imperial Soul Bell, the kind that shook casually, and then saw the corpse puppet with a fierce light in his eyes, and rushed up in a frenzy.

In the eyes of others, it seemed that it was the swordsman who blocked its sword and provoked its anger.

Therefore, he shifted his attention and no longer slaughtered ordinary soldiers, but turned back and fought to the death with the white-haired swordsman.

"Khooth!"

It was another just right blow, and Nan Ming tried his best to slow down his strength, so as not to cut down the fragile corpse puppet by his own sword, exposing the fact that the combat power of the two sides was not on the same line at all.

His plan was to fight for 300 rounds, and after "a lot of hardships", he "desperately" entangled the corpse puppet at the cost of almost losing an arm......

However, plans don't always keep up with changes.

After the twenty-third weapon encounter, the ghost-headed giant axe of the corpse puppet suddenly "clicked" and shattered!

“......”

After all, the Lihate Sword is one of the nine great divine weapons of the Heavenly Dao Sword Pool, and it is still a sword weapon that is known for its sharpness.

In the world, there are not many weapons that can fight against it without breaking. The ghost-headed giant axe has been held up so much, and it is already the best among them.

It seems that 300 rounds can only be shortened to 30 rounds......

Nan Ming thought regretfully in his heart.

The corpse golem lost its weapon, but was stunned, and continued to stubbornly hold the handle of the axe, slashing vigorously.

It only seems to slash with one action.

The force is incomparably large, seemingly clumsy, but extremely fast.

Between the sweeps, the strong wind tore the bodies of the surrounding soldiers, and suddenly blood rained, and everyone retreated in terror.

"I'm here to help you!"

Seeing that he couldn't fight for a long time, Ling Yueyao withdrew from the front of the formation, and the long knife of the horse broke through the air, smashing down with a violent momentum.

But when he heard a "bang", the blade was shaken open by the shoulder armor of the corpse puppet and slanted into the cliff.

- What a tough defense!

She was shocked, but she was even more provoked to win, and she drew her knife and was about to go again.

Nan Ming glanced at the female general and felt a little familiar.

Wei Yi recalled that it turned out to be the "old man" of Yunliu Xue Palace...... Just ants, they want to steal their own scenes?

He pretended to be out of breath, fell to the ground, and secretly rang the soul bell.

The corpse puppet's movements were suffocated, and he immediately turned to Ling Yueyao.

The heavy axe handle swept the ground again, and it beat Ling Yueyao, who only had the cultivation of the Lingshu Realm, to vomit blood and fly upside down, losing her combat effectiveness.

"Wow!"

Ling Yueyao opened her mouth and spewed out a mouthful of old blood, her breath languishing.

The red-eyed corpse puppet still wanted to chase after it again, but was stopped by a sword light. Nan Ming turned his face sideways, his eyes were colder than the sword light, and said, "Don't be reckless, just leave it to me here." ”

The deep voice is inexplicably reassuring.

Ling Yueyao got up a little unwillingly, her heart was damaged, and she couldn't lift her strength.

“...... Is it him?!"

She suddenly recognized Nan Ming's face.

And I thought of the secret determination ten years ago to surpass this person's vow...... However, ten years on, the gap does not seem to have narrowed, but has become even wider.

A sense of loss arose spontaneously, even overshadowing the joy of escaping death.

At this time, I heard the white-haired swordsman say: "The corpses outside have been killed by me, you go first, and I will cut off the queen for you!"

Ling Yueyao was stunned when she heard this.

Hurriedly summoned the scouts, who rose up in an eagle and circled the sky, and then reported the good news that the outer tide of corpses had indeed disappeared, leaving only a very small part of the canyon at both ends.

As long as you break out of this siege, you can escape.

She couldn't help but glance back at Nan Ming, and the shock in her heart was indescribable.

Could it be that he wiped out the huge number of corpses with one man and one sword? Even if he stood still and let others slaughter him, I am afraid that he would have to kill them softly......

At the critical moment, Ling Yueyao didn't have time to think so much.

She swallowed the healing elixir, barely recovered some strength, and returned to the front of the formation, commanding the soldiers to rush and break through.

The morale-boosting generals quickly killed all the corpses at the mouth of the valley and rushed out of the valley gorge in one go.

Before leaving, many people couldn't help but glance back.

The white-haired swordsman was still fighting the terrifying corpse puppet, just to hold back its pursuit and make their retreat smoothly.

Until they gradually withdrew from the canyon.

Nan Ming suddenly flicked his fingers and flew out the corpse puppet that was still "fighting with it evenly with each other" at the previous moment.

smashed on the cliff wall, half of his body fell into the stone, and he struggled endlessly.

"Click!"

Its visor shattered and fell to the ground.

revealed a face that made Nan Ming look a little familiar. However, this face is covered with bruisish and purple tendons, criss-crossed, and the knots are raised, which is extremely terrifying.

"This is the one who ......"

He couldn't remember who it was.

didn't care, then took out the soul bell and shook it.

The corpse puppet took the remaining corpses at the back of the canyon and chased after the fleeing crowd, like a dog driving away a flock.

Like a shepherd, he followed slowly out of the valley.

Suddenly stepped on something, and when I looked down, it was a soldier who was not yet dead.

His blood-stained face showed a pained and pleading expression, and the only remaining hand gripped his trouser leg tightly, and the edge of his mouth was closed like a dehydrated fish.

"You're in pain...... Do you want me to help you out?"

He nodded understandingly, and with one foot he stomped on, crushing the soldier's head.

The army in front of him seemed to be moving a little slower, so he shook the bell again, and drove the corpse golem forward with the corpse man.

After going back and forth several times, after leaving behind thousands of corpses, the speed of the army's march increased significantly, and it was almost full of madness.

"Ding......

Nan Ming shook the soul bell again.

But I saw a crack in the bell, and it shattered with a "click" as if it were overwhelmed.

“...... That's broken. ”

He glanced at it with pity.

As the Imperial Soul Bell shattered, the corpse puppet in the distance slammed into its footsteps and stood as if petrified.

The tide of corpses, which had lost its command, surged past it, instinctively chasing the breath of the living.

It remained motionless.

Purple-cyan blood tendons gradually erupted on his face, forming a distorted and painful expression. It raised its stiff arms and slowly hugged its head, as if struggling with something......

"Let me help you. ”

Nan Ming walked over along the tide of corpses, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the forehead of the corpse puppet.

awakened what little shred of self-consciousness it had left...... Or rather, obsession.

The corpse golem's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a light in his gaze.

It seemed to be at a loss, but suddenly it remembered something, and with stiff steps, it walked straight in the opposite direction......

The more you go, the faster.

After a while, it disappeared into the tide of corpses.

The night is coming to an end, and the dawn is approaching.

The city walls of Xuanwang City have loomed, standing majestically in the faint morning light.

It's dawn. 8)