Chapter 341 - Sticking is dangerous
In the zombie world, Joan of Arc is like a flower in a greenhouse, except that the temperature of the greenhouse is a little high and she is roasted to a golden brown on both sides before being reincarnated as a zombie, Joan of Arc is actually very lucky.
At first, she turned into a zombie due to obsession after being burned to charcoal by the French. If it weren't for the fact that she had a knight's heart during her lifetime, she would have turned into the lowest zombie, that is, she didn't even have the ability to bypass the nut wall, Dave's favorite mentally handicapped zombie.
But fortunately, she served the country and the people during her lifetime, and she had an upright heart, so she retained a trace of consciousness. And the most fortunate thing is that on the second day of becoming a zombie, she met the biggest noble person in her life, Win Kite.
It can be said that if there is no winning kite, Joan of Arc is just a special little zombie on the Western continent, and if you don't happen to meet Dave, you may become food in the belly of the flower. But Ying Kite saw that she was unique, but the zombie body had no bloodthirsty intentions, so she was curious and transformed her into a zombie monster, which created a zombie knight Ji who was very friendly except for her Chinese level. At the same time, Joan of Arc's power has been unprecedentedly enhanced.
It's getting a little weird, too.
The moment the Great Buddha shrouded Joan of Arc with light, the zombie knight Ji, who looked very bulky, rushed to the side with thunderous speed, and smashed the rain of arrows flying from the shadows with a single sword.
That's right, it's smashing.
The work is unfortunate, and the heavy sword has no edge.
The former French saint, an invincible knight, chose an unenvisioned path after becoming a zombie.
She cultivated immortals.
What cultivators want is enlightenment, and the Tao is also divided into good and evil. Zhuge Qing's cultivation is the right path, and the stiff Gui Daozi wants to take an evil path of ten thousand stiff souls.
But Joan of Arc is different. She reveres Taoism, reveres Zhengyi, who kills demons and destroys demons, and is especially fond of Zhengyi's genius sister Zhuge Qing. But she herself is a zombie hated by heaven and earth, unable to practice the righteous path, and she does not want to cultivate the evil path. So, she took a path she never envisioned.
Neutrality ยท No Front"
What is Bladeless?
Three guns, six knives. The spears that flew out were hidden in the night sky, stealthy and sinister. And the sword-wielding warriors who attacked from the left and right were so powerful that they were difficult to stop. And Joan of Arc itself was firmly locked in the eyes of the thirty people, and even if it burst out at the terrifying speed of Fang Cai, he would not be able to leave.
Therefore.
The great sword surrounds the body, like a storm, but it has no intention of wreaking.
Hold the big sword horizontally, turn around, the sword body drives the human body, but a simple action makes the ubiquitous blade dissipate. The spears fell to the ground like a spring rain, and the blades failed to cut anything, for they lost their edges.
Joan of Arc's "Tao" is not only her lack of edge.
The enemy has no edge.
In an instant, Li Zuoying felt that his original surging battle intent suddenly condensed in his chest. The original precise knife holding style also had countless loopholes that he couldn't even think of, and an inexplicable sense of tiredness spread in his heart.
Not only him, but even the Xuanji Master who was trying to use the Buddha's light to "influence" Joan of Arc was also occupied by this inexplicable emotion. He's a lot like putting down his hands, no more fighting, no more...
Emergent.
"Why are you a zombie with an immortal path?!"
Master Xuanji suddenly understood something, his eyes were full of gold, and the original simple monk's robe was covered with bright red color. He put his hands together vigorously, like the humming of a bell spreading rapidly, waking up Li Zuoying, who was fighting against the inexplicable feeling in his heart.
The knife slashed across the back of his hand, turning up a burst of flesh. After calming himself down in this way, Li Zuoying made a gesture, and the other armor soldiers who were about to charge against the tiredness in their hearts paused and looked at Joan of Arc in the encirclement.
"Why can't I be immortal?"
Joan of Arc frowned and hesitated, "You are also racist? You can't discriminate against me just because I'm white-skinned. โ
Also?
Li Zuoying and Master Xuanji were both stunned for a moment, but they reacted quickly, and then looked at each other in disbelief.
How can it be?
An existence that is stiff, hated by heaven and earth, disallowed by the five elements, and despised by the Three Realms, has embarked on the path of cultivation in a grand manner.
What's wrong with the world?
Although the story of Joan of Arc shocked the two of them, it was not enough to stop them. Li Zuoying pulled a knife flower with a short knife in his hand, and then rushed towards Joan of Arc again. What was different this time was that in addition to the surging Lingqi, the knife in his hand also had the raging dragon and tiger qi.
The most common setting in cultivating immortals is "human beings are like grass mustard in front of immortals". But Da Ming is different, when Zhou Li first came into contact with the dragon and tiger qi, and knew the meaning of the dragon and tiger qi, he understood that the human beings in this world had nothing to do with the grass mustard twice.
In ancient times, the two emperors of Yan and Huang condensed the dragon and tiger spirit, won the spirit of the gods, and pacified the people of the world.
The dragon swallows the heaven and the earth, and the tiger devours the ghosts and gods.
In the Ming Dynasty, those who cultivate immortals can be superior to others, after all, the emperor is superior to countless others. But if you really think of yourself as a rare species, and think that the world should worship immortals as a matter of course, and immortals can ask for everything at will, then the dragon and tiger qi will create a wonder.
Immortal Fall.
At the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, there were immortals who were used by the State of Wu. The way of the five elements in his palm, the charm of heaven and earth, helped Wu Wangfu defeat the king of Yue Goujian in the land of Fu Jiao. Goujian, the king of Yue, was unwilling to be subordinate, and ordered Fan Li and Wen to find the dragon and tiger.
Houyue Wang Goujian was angry, trained 3,000 armor soldiers, and fought immortals in Kasawa for three days and three nights. On that day, the stars and the moon fell, the five elements were subverted, and the immortals fell in Kasawa, and since then the immortals are no longer high, and people are no longer lowly and humble.
Three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu.
It's not just Wu who swallows, it's also immortals.
Dragon and tiger spirit, break the formation!
This knife penetrates not only the momentum of the military formation and the surging dragon and tiger spirit, but also the spirit of Li Zuoying. He knew that as long as this knife could be cut down, he would be able to break through this strange "Dao" and leave this zombie and all the monsters here. Maybe he can't kill them, but at least he can make these demons and monsters trapped here for a short time, unable to leave.
"One Hit Breaking !!"
With a roar of rage, the knife slashed directly into Joan of Arc's heart. In Li Zuoying's eyes, Joan of Arc was already stupid at this time, shocked by his thoughtless knife, so he remained motionless, as if he was demented.
"Holy! My lord! Dangerous! โ
Run-ups, jumps, and kicks.
I saw the light of the jade gourd flashing on Zhou Li's body, shining on his distorted expression, three points of horror, three points of excitement, three points of shock, and ninety-one points of happiness. In this way, Zhou Li kicked Li Zuoying in mid-air with a twisted posture that no one expected or expected.
Then, he slowly and gently fell on Li Zuoying's body, "blocked" Joan of Arc's subconsciously outstretched hand, and then smashed Li Zuoying to the ground heavily.
"It's too dangerous!"
Crawling and standing up, looking at Li Zuoying, who was being "kicked and smashed" under him and kept twitching, Zhou Li wiped a handful of sweat, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with palpitations:
"It's good that I showed up in time, otherwise the adults would be in danger!" (End of chapter)