Chapter 98 Danshui raises the corpse

On the other side, Vice General Tie led the soldiers of the Cangyu Army, and finally met the hundred dried corpses.

The deputy general waved his hand and motioned for everyone to stop, and the generals of the Cangyu Army stood in place, looking ahead, and the hundred dried corpses were still slowly walking towards them.

"Vice Admiral Tie, it seems that these dried corpses have been seen somewhere!" said a soldier of the Cangyu Army.

Everyone looked at each other, most of them frowning.

The corpse's flesh was rotten and shriveled, some blood stains were left on its body, all of them were dry, its clothes were in tatters, and its appearance was barely recognizable.

Before the officers and soldiers of the Cangyu Army were ordered to go to the tomb, they had seen the roster of the Ministry of Rites, on which there were portraits of all the martial artists who participated in this martial arts, and naturally noticed that the appearance of the dry corpse was somewhat familiar.

"It seems to be the martial artist who participated in this martial arts!"

Vice Admiral Tie was noncommittal, frowning, if according to what Jiang Qi said before, the dry corpse was probably the Xianlu Wuju people who died here were infected by the death qi, so the corpse turned to life, but now looking at it, the dry corpse coming towards them is not those who died Xianlu Wuju people!

The appearance of this corpse is like a lot of mortal warriors who walked to the left after entering the tomb, and died when the Yin soldiers borrowed the way!

On the same day, after the Cangyu army entered the tomb, Lixiao led the crowd to come, and found that the entire road near the stone bridge was almost stained red with blood, but there was no corpse.

But today, those dead mortal warriors turned into a dry corpse with no self-consciousness, and suddenly appeared again!

"This is the corpse of the dead mortal Wuju people," the Iron Adjutant muttered.

After hearing this, Cang Yujun beside him couldn't help but feel cold hairs towering, how strange is this tomb, why did these mortal martial artists die, how did they appear on this shore, and how did they turn into this dried corpse after death?

Vice Admiral Tie came back to his senses, his eyes flashed with coldness, and he said to everyone: "Brothers, be careful, these dried corpses are weird, I'm afraid they are not good stubble, you need to use twelve points of strength!"

His words gradually became cold, he raised the long knife in his hand, and said word by word: "Remember, cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

"Kill!"

The armies raised their long knives and strode out one after another, shouting, "No!"

The cold light of the long knife flashed up, and the murderous aura was permeated, and the dry corpses who should have been unconscious seemed to feel the murderous intent, and their lifeless eyes seemed to come to life, looking towards the soldiers of the Cangyu Army!

"Roar!"

A burst of roars rang out, and the corpses let out terrifying roars one after another, and the roar was not like what the human race could make, but like the roar of an angry beast!

"The corpse is no longer the person before the living, there is no need to scruple about it, and the body can be cut into several pieces to completely extinguish it!"

The Iron Vice Admiral took the lead, but in a few breaths, he had already arrived in front of many dried corpses, and between the knives in his hands, several dried corpse heads were cut off by him!

Without a trace of softness, he raised his knife and slashed again, cutting the flesh of the dried corpse that had lost its head in two!

At the same time, many black snow armors came behind him, raising their knives and slashing.

The corpses roared angrily, constantly rushing forward, not using any magical powers, only fighting with their physical bodies.

These rotten corpses, but the strength of their bodies was extremely strong, knocking several Cangyu soldiers into the air one after another, and even the black snow armor was knocked out of dents.

"Be careful! Some dried corpses are not simple, and the strength of the flesh is no less than that of the monks of the Immortal Road Quenching Flesh!" the Iron Adjutant reminded loudly.

Among the many dried corpses, there are indeed nearly ten dried corpses that are extraordinary, the dead qi in the body is almost substantial, turning into mist, and the rotten flesh is surrounded by black gas, which looks extremely weird.

In the eyes of everyone, these nearly ten dried corpses should already be called walking corpses!

The more ordinary dried corpses could not resist the long knives of the Cangyu Army at all, but in an instant, a piece of dried corpses had fallen and the corpses were separated.

However, such a strong offensive still could not affect the walking corpses, but many Cangyu soldiers were counterattacked by the walking corpses, and the rotten fists bombarded the black snow armor, the power was earth-shattering, and several Cangyu soldiers took off their long knives, the armor cracked, and the whole person flew backwards.

A huge palm shadow manifested and caught several people flying backwards, and it was the Iron Vice Admiral who came to the rescue, and after putting everyone down, he rushed into the dry corpses again, heading straight for several powerful walking corpses!

Seeing him slashing all the way, several walking corpses seemed to become more and more angry, and their roars rang out, stomping the ground apart, and heading straight for the Iron Adjutant General.

The iron lieutenant slashed the long knife in the air, and the immortal qi also fell down, and the walking corpse raised his hand to block, and the long knife slashed on the flesh and splashed sparks, as if it was slashed on the iron blade!

The dead qi that swirled around the body of the walking corpse spread up with the blade of the long knife, turning the cold blade into pitch black, and even began to corrode the blade.

Vice Admiral Tie was shocked when he saw this, cast a magic technique, and his body flowed with immortal energy, and he pinched it into a fist mark again, and threw a punch at the walking corpse in front of him!

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang like the sound of galloping hooves of ten thousand horses, and the fist of the Iron Adjutant actually pierced the body of the corpse in front of him, blasting a large hole in his chest, and even the big bones in the flesh were clearly visible.

Vice Admiral Tie was stunned, the body of this walking corpse was blasted through by him, and there was no trace of blood flowing, which was expected, but the big bones of this walking corpse were also surrounded by the dead air that turned into black gas, and even the entire skeleton was infected into black bones.

The walking corpse didn't feel the slightest pain, just looked down at the chest that was pierced, then raised his head and roared at the Iron Vice Admiral, grabbed the Iron Vice Admiral's right hand, and the pitch-black nails pierced deep into the flesh!

The deputy general of the iron ate and drank angrily, and his other hand was pinched into a fist print, and he kept bombarding it again, smashing the head of the walking corpse, blasting out several big holes in his body, and pinching the big bones in it into pieces!

A walking corpse died under the fist like this, but the rest of the walking corpses flocked to the Iron Vice Admiral again!

Three walking corpses rushed at the same time, and with the power of their physical bodies, they knocked him into a mouth and vomited blood, and his flesh cracked.

Not only that, but the change behind Vice Admiral Tie has reappeared, and the dried corpse that was killed by the soldiers of the Cangyu Army seems to have something moving in his body, like the size of an elixir, protruding on the surface of the dried corpse's body, as if it is about to break through the shackles of the body!

After three breaths, the flesh was broken, and a puddle of black water flowed out, and black gas spread from the dried corpse.

"That's!" several Cangyu soldiers exclaimed, and everyone looked over, only to see that the black qi had turned into a human form, floating among the Cangyu army.

The Yin soldiers borrowed the way, and the Yin soldiers who didn't know how to be generated in the tomb actually appeared again!

At the other end of the stone bridge, Zhang Xiyun decided to go to the other side and walked on the stone bridge.

Behind him, Fang Yu and the others stood at the head of the bridge, and they couldn't help but feel worried about him.

At this time, a roar sounded, and everyone's faces changed.

"It seems that the Cangyu Army has met the dry corpse, and the great battle has begun!" Pang Hong spoke, his face was still pale and ugly, and the injuries on his body were too serious.

Several people did not leave, and kept standing at the head of the bridge, and the roar of fighting on the other side came from time to time.

After a long time, this battle didn't seem to be over, Fang Ran looked at Fang Yu and asked in a deep voice, "You can tell me more about the strength of the dried corpse you encountered earlier." ”

Hearing what Fang Ran said, everyone present seemed to understand something, and their faces changed slightly, only Jiang Qi was the only one who didn't know what to do.

Fang Yu carefully informed the situation of the dried corpse, and after she finished speaking, Fang Ran's face was not very good-looking, and he looked at He Chang and Pang Hong beside him.

"What do you two think?"

He Chang sighed and said, "I'm afraid that the dried corpse that Fang Yu encountered is not the same as the dry corpse that the Cangyu Army is facing now."

Pang Hong looked at Fang Yu and continued: "If it is a dry corpse as you said, if I can also kill it in its heyday, let alone the Cangyu Army of the Han Dragon Court, for them, it is just a trivial matter like chopping melons and vegetables."

"Even if there are hundreds of dried corpses you are talking about, even if the strength is a little stronger, there will not be such a big movement, and it is impossible to say that everything is already over at this time."

"What does Brother Pang mean?"

Pang Hong snorted lightly and said lightly, "I'm afraid we'll be in another big trouble."

At this time, Zhang Xiyun had already walked to the bridge.

"Why don't you follow the arrangement, wait for news on the other side, and come across the bridge alone!"

The officers and soldiers of the Cangyu Army, who were left by Deputy General Tie to guard the bridge, saw Zhang Xiyun who came and asked.

Zhang Xiyun stepped forward, clasped his fists and saluted: "In the Xia Tianqiong Zhengzong, Zhang Xiyun, who walks in the sect, is also the martial artist of this martial arts, and left with the commander of the martial arts before, and after he came back, he heard that there was a dry corpse on the other side, so he rushed to help!"

After he finished saying this, some of the ten Cangyu soldiers guarding the bridgehead seemed to recognize him, and he suddenly said with some excitement: "The Great Commander is back?"

Zhang Xiyun shook his head and replied truthfully: "I haven't come back yet."

"I had some trouble with the Grand Commander before, but now I'm dealing with it, and I'm only asked to come back first. ”

Hearing his answer, several Cangyu soldiers were stunned, and then sighed.

"If the Great Commander returns, then there should be no trouble here."

He then said to Zhang Xiyun: "Boy, your kind brothers have understood it, but you are just a mortal monk, even if you are here, you can't help me, so let's go back to the other side and wait for news, if the Great Commander comes back, I will inform you about this place." ”

Zhang Xiyun was stunned, as if he didn't expect to be rejected, and then said, "I have also encountered that dry corpse, and I have some sense of proportion in my heart, I heard that there are many dry corpses that have attacked, so it is better to let me do my part."

Cang Yujun, who was guarding the bridge, glanced at each other, there was a little smile in his eyes, and he said: "You seem to be quite confident in your strength, but I hope you are just a cultivator who has broken through the four gates, and the woman named Jiang Qi before also said that she had seen a dry corpse, but she said that she was not an opponent, and her cultivation was a few points higher than you."

Zhang Xiyun couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, his cultivation was indeed not as high as Jiang Qi, but he couldn't say that his strength was even comparable to that of a monk who had just stepped into the immortal path

Even if they say so, I'm afraid they won't believe it

Zhang Xiyun was speechless for a while, and when a Cangyu soldier saw this, he smiled at him and said: "The brothers don't think that you are lowly in cultivation, I think you are a disciple of Tianqiong Authentic Sect, there must be a lot of means that are far higher than cultivation, as long as you practice well, I am afraid that the future achievements are beyond the reach of the brothers, but now that you have not grown up, the brothers will not let you go, it is also for your good." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiyun was quite moved in his heart, the three sects and four sects take it as their responsibility to protect the world, and now what is the difference between the Cangyu Army of the Dragon Court and the many senior brothers and sisters who died in Wuzhi Mountain that day?

They are all protecting the lives of others with their own lives.

Zhang Xiyun sighed in his heart, and then spoke again: "I don't know if you participated in the battle of Wuzhi Mountain a few years ago?"

Hearing Zhang Xiyun mention the battle of Wuzhi Mountain, several Cangyu soldiers were stunned, and only hesitated for a while: "It was we who were ordered to go to Nanlingzhou a few years ago. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhang Xiyun was a little surprised that these ten Cangyu soldiers had all participated in the Battle of Wuzhi Mountain, and he immediately said: "Then I think you should also know the beliefs upheld by the Three Sects and Four Sects."

The ten people were stunned for a while, and then said: "Not only do you know, we are even more admired." ”

"The scene of the Buddha's death with a thought of meditation, I will never forget it to this day"

"There is also the back of the walking generation disciples who were called the 'Golden Prosperous Age' generation back then, who were not afraid of life and death"

A Cangyu soldier laughed at himself: "I wanted to live and die with them that day, but the military order is like a mountain, and we can only watch them die when we are responsible for resisting the black flame and guarding the seriously injured."

"I still remember Tianqiong Meng Xianning, who has always been known as 'drawing a knife and cutting off water', but that day he raised his sword and broke the fire, killed the Black Flame Snake King, and finally died in Wuzhi Mountain"

He smiled at Zhang Xiyun and said, "By the way, he should be your senior brother."

Zhang Xiyun was silent, nodded slightly, and from their complaints, he seemed to have returned to the day and saw the same brother who he would never see again.

He looked at the soldiers of the Cangyu Army in front of him and said, "On that day, I was also on the Wuzhi Mountain."

"What you said is what I have seen with my own eyes, and it is also the regret of my life"

"I admire all the brothers and sisters, and I even admire the Zen who is willing to cut off the path to Buddhahood for the common people."

"My biggest regret is that I couldn't fight side by side with all my brothers and sisters that year."

Zhang Xiyun said very slowly, and it seemed that the memories in his heart were also touched, and now his heart is at the threshold of change, maybe these memories should be considered excellent for him, at least there will always be a good thing in his heart.

And these ten Cangyu soldiers listened to his words, and there were faint ripples in their hearts, and the Cangyu Army was also lost more than half in the battle of Wuzhi Mountain, and how many brothers who had been with them for many years died in Wuzhi Mountain.

The battle was so tragic that no matter how much difference in strength and status, they would be regarded as brothers who had fought side by side. (To be continued.) )