In the name of the teacher, he walked the ghost road, there was no return to the Three Realms, the universe was reversed, the yin and yang were wrong, and half of the body was wheezing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The ghost master led a group of unconscious 'zombie' legions to Dongjie quietly, tonight, it will be a baptism of blood, and darkness is not coming.

The Zen staff trembled, and the sound of a thousand Sanskrit surged into the mind of the ghost master.

"Heh......" The ghost Taoist master looked at the Zen staff, "what are you still clinging to?" I follow your teachings, Master, you see how merciful I am, he...... They are all dead, and I am the one who kept them alive......"

The Zen staff screamed and was unmoved.

"Why don't you still refuse to enter reincarnation!Ahh

How can those who refuse to be crossed be crossed?

I am not guilty, it is the sin of heaven, and the sin of heaven is judged by me!

"Go, my 'corpse eaters'. "As soon as the ghost master gave the order, these immobile 'zombie' legions scattered in all directions and began to search for living creatures. All living beings have source power, and absorbing source power is the ability given to them by the ghost master, which is also their only value. The higher the rank, the more they will be attracted.

The Ghost Daoist can hide anytime and anywhere, he sits in a pure place, and slowly absorbs the source power collected by the 'corpse devourers', although the source power of these people is weak and almost negligible, but the lower the grade, the easier it is to absorb and fuse himself. Although he had absorbed a lot of source power from Xuanhua Sword Venerable, it was difficult to fully fuse, and it would take a lot of time.

"Xuanhua Sword Venerable remembers Qiu Feng, it's rare that I still remember this name. "The Xuanhua Sword Sect, the famous number one sect in the Sword Realm, has existed since the beginning of the melee in the Eastern Fantasy Continent, and has stood for thousands of years, and its status has never been shaken. In the history of the Xuanhua Sword Sect, there were a total of twelve sect masters, and there was only one Sword Venerable.

"Time has passed, who else can recognize what I look like now?" said the ghost Taoist with emotion.

"Boom-" Several lightning bolts appeared in the sky, and the ghost master thought for a moment, "Has his memory been fully awakened?"

Before the temple was broken, there were more and more 'corpse devourers' chasing the gangsters.

Yan Fei asked the shivering thug hiding behind him, "What kind of physique are you, do you specialize in attracting zombies?"

The thug swallowed his saliva and shook his head desperately, "I don't know anything, they will bite people, and ...... And resurrect ......"

"Flash aside, don't get in the way!" Yan Fei shook his head, held a long sword in his hand, put on a posture that he thought was very handsome, and stood in the middle, with a posture of letting the horse come over.

The 'corpse devourers' continued to move forward, all of them automatically bypassing Yan Fei, and walking towards the little gangsters and the strange people and flying feather beasts who were standing in the temple to watch the excitement.

Hey, hey, hey, it's embarrassing, okay!

"Good boy, if you dare to let these pieces step into the house, the deity will chop off your legs!" the strange man threatened. The flying feather beast chirped, and said in his heart, it really can't be done, I'll help you burn them.

Yan had to give the order and quickly stopped at the gate of the broken temple, "You guys are so uninteresting!"

In the eyes of these 'corpse devourers', Yan Fei is like a piece of wood that can move, they can't capture the source power, so they naturally ignore him, but if the wood hinders their movement, they will tear the wood apart!

"That's right!" If Yan Fei was surrounded by these zombie-like beings before encountering the giant python, Yan Fei would definitely be stunned, but after experiencing such a duel of speed and strength, and a high degree of mental concentration, these slow-moving little 'corpse eaters' are simply experience packs.

"The dead should go where the dead should go, presumably you don't want to become someone else's killing tool, wait for me to kill the person who controls you and avenge you!" Yan Fei stabbed it in half the moment the corpse was close, and that felt ......

I killed someone.

Yan Fei's mind was blank for a moment, and only for this moment, he quickly came back to his senses.

In this world where force determines everything, any superfluous feelings are a burden, how can you be distracted when fighting?"You can rest in peace!" Yan Fei withdrew his long sword and found that the blade had turned red, the blood stains on it were clotted, and there was still smoke, this was cooked?

Forged by the strange master from the scales of an unknown beast, the blade is as thin as a silkworm wing, but still hard and unbendable. When Yan Fei took over this pair of swords, he didn't feel anything unusual, but he didn't expect that he would change color now!

The strange man was staring at Yan Fei all the time, and he was very surprised to see this kind of scene, he looked at the flying feather beast unexpectedly again, "Huo Yuan accidentally merged into the blade, and this sword has a fire attribute. ”

The Feathered Beast raised its head proudly, and its praise for the strange man was very useful.

The wounds on the corpse's body began to turn black.

"Whew. A mouthful of black turbid gas erupted, and Yan Fei couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it, could these people be those residents who lived at the scene of the fire?

Like the controlled beasts, these 'corpse eaters' are also unkillable, and ordinary sword injuries have no effect on them. More and more 'corpse devouring' were accumulating at the door, Yan Fei thought to himself, no matter what, he couldn't let them cross this threshold.

The twin swords strung several 'corpse devourers', Yan Fei couldn't let go of his hands, and his feet were also used, to kick one by one. The weirdo who watched shook his head, how different was this from those idiots who had no brute force and had never practiced swords.

""Xuanhua Sword Spectrum" starting style, breaking the wind and saving the moon: the sword points to the hanging stars and the moon, and steps on the broken wind leaves of Tianhua. The night sky is like a vast world, containing all things, and the sun, moon and stars are countless gravel. Only by entering the realm of selflessness, communicating with the sword, and the sword and the sword, can we find the only direction and not lose ourselves in the gravel world. The dark night is the time when you can examine yourself the most, with tens of thousands of stars and the only existing Xuanyue, can you find the direction?"

The strange man is a generation of grandmasters, how can he tolerate a chaotic sword technique in front of him?

"Their trajectories are changing all the time, and then the swordsmanship has changed in all ways, and it is based on the starting style and the general style, and there are tens of millions of moves in one move. ”

The strange master is teaching him! Yan Fei pricked up his ears and didn't let go of any words. Everyone's 'selfless realm' is different, sword cultivation is the easiest to enter, Yan Fei entered the 'selfless realm' when he first learned swordsmanship. The strange man's 'Gaze of the Night' is not a mortal thing, without the permission of the owner, no one can take it away, although he has no memory at the time, but what is closely related to his life, how can he forget, the weight that Yan Fei felt at that time was just a small test for the stranger to train him.

It was at that time that Yan Fei's visual function was turned on!

In a very short period of time, he saw the trajectory of the object change and reacted instantly!

It's like being still!

This is Yan Fei's selfless realm!

In the eyes of the 'corpse devourer', Yan Fei was a piece of wood with two legs, and at this moment, in Yan Fei's eyes, they were just the wind blades that wanted to be broken.

Step on the broken wind blades of Tianhua.

Reaching the realm of selflessness, everything is heavenly in every step.

What is not fallen leaves?

The two swords drew the same arc in the air, and several 'devouring corpses' fell to the ground, only to hear a slight sound, and they split in two.

The thug rubbed his eyes and said in surprise: "It seems to be a different person!" This strange man just said a few words!

It's handsome! But it's only two seconds.

Yan Fei was stunned by his own moves, became a door god, pointed to the rest of the 'corpse devouring', and said, "Who else?"

"Step on Tianhua and break the wind blades, the last and most important point is the speed, the leaves can be broken, and the wind is the same!" The strange man knocked Yan Fei's head with the wind in the air, "Be serious!"

"Great!"

The weirdo didn't remember when he was a disciple, and he only had a vague look in his mind, a fiery figure, the silhouette of a five-six-year-old and the appearance of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old, and that was enough. He couldn't remember anyone else around.

Since you have accepted apprentices, let's teach them seriously!

The strange man took out the crystal clear jade platform, and his thoughts drifted far away, this thing was stained with the blood of many people. There were countless breakpoints in his memory, the most recent one was a few months ago, on the West Street of Woyun City, the man in blue.

Gengyoulou, the sudden cry, broke the illusion of quiet. Zhu Qianhan hurried over and waved his hand to repel the 'corpse devourer' who attacked Mr. Woyun. The young man gasped and climbed upstairs, seeing this kind of scene, his legs were weak, and he was so frightened that he couldn't walk, weren't these people trapped by that disciple of the Xuanhua Sword Sect? Why did they come out again!

Zhu Qianhan treated Mr. Woyun's wound in time and helped him aside. With an expressionless face, he took action to solve these 'corpse devouring', and because the means were too cruel, the young man directly vomited.

There was still a young strong man who looked like the leader, and Zhu Qianhan seemed to be impressed.

"Don't, don't hurt him!" said Mr. Woyun, clutching his wounds.

"Sir?"

"If it weren't for him just now, old man and old man, hey......" Mr. Woyun told Zhu Qianhan about the development of the matter.

Before, Mr. Woyun felt that Yun'er's father was different from usual, so he followed behind, and when he came to this room, he saw him inexplicably chanting a spell before he knew that Yun'er's father was controlled. He didn't have time to stop Yun'er's father, and when he unlocked the talisman, the men attacked him. Unexpectedly, at the most critical time, Yun'er's father actually took action to stop them and save himself, if it wasn't for Yun'er's father, he would have been bitten to death by this group of people.

"I ......" Yun'er's father looked at Mr. Woyun, his face pale.

Zhu Qianhan sighed and said, "There is a protective talisman on his body, hmm, it is the technique of the Xuanhua Sword Sect......"

"Your Excellency?" Mr. Woyun did not recognize the person in front of him.

"I haven't seen him for five years, and Mr. Woyun has forgotten Zhu Qianhan. ”

"You're Yuwen Yu's friend!" exclaimed Mr. Woyun.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Qianhan raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm the friend of the murderer Yu Wenyu in your mouth, is it unexpected? I'm also surprised, no one hates this place more than me!"

Mr. Wo Yun didn't know how to answer, the incident five years ago was a knot that could not be untied between the central and western districts.

Zhu Qianhan had no intention of choking with Mr. Woyun, the purpose of his coming to the Western District was very simple, to find out the situation and give Yu Wenxun an explanation, but now it seems that it is not as simple as he imagined, "I know this person, the person who was most enthusiastic about going to heaven and returning to the mountain in the past, how did he become like this? And where did these 'corpse devourers' come from?"

"These people were brought back from West Street by the two sons of the Xuanhua Sword Sect......"

"Where are they now?"

"I went to Tianhui Mountain early in the morning, and I haven't come back yet!"

"Tianhui Mountain, it's Tianhui Mountain again!" Zhu Qianhan fixed Yun'er's father in the same place, and after telling them, he left Gengyoulou.

It's been a change of day outside.