Chapter 418: Zombies
The wind was blowing from the north, and under the pale and low sky, the long grass undulated restlessly.
Wang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, but the speed of the war horse under his crotch had already been raised, and he began to charge, and the smile on the face of the person opposite froze, and his brows were tightly locked, feeling a little incredible.
In this world, anyone who faces Wang Li will never take a relaxed attitude, because the person in front of him is one of the most powerful people in the world.
Even if he was Chu He, the Chu River of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, he still felt a rough murderous aura that belonged to the wilderness, and the bloody rain and bloody wind came to his face, making his breath stagnate.
But the king was already close at hand, and he suddenly jumped up!
Wang Li's not burly body actually squatted on the saddle!
The king kicked his feet, borrowed strength from the horse, and rose again.
The huge figure in mid-air was like a giant god descending.
Wang Li let out a low shout, the wilderness shook, and Fang Tian's halberd slashed into the air!
Chu He involuntarily raised his head and watched Wang Li jump three feet high, the blade at the front of the halberd shining in the sunlight, and a little cold light fell from the sky, cold and piercing, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.
The domineering energy was like a sea of heaven, making Chu He almost suffocate, and this blow seemed to split him and the earth in half.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Chu He's mouth, there was a rusty ancient sword in his hand, and the long hair he was tied up was split by the blade wind, but he still rose against the front, and with a little tiptoe, he came to the high sky.
No one could see what happened at that moment, and in an instant, the sparks flew and the brilliance flashed, and the two of them stood firmly on the ground.
At this time, the agitated energy spread, like a gust of wind, turning the fog that had already dispersed a lot into fine dust again, and the world seemed to become clear.
The pitch-black halberd in Wang Li's hand swept in front of him, and the big halberd behind him was destroyed by the sword qi A few holes, but the momentum was still undiminished, he snorted coldly, and asked again: "Who is the comer?"
Chu He also praised repeatedly, no one knew what kind of sword move he used to block Wang Li's blow, and how he used the rusty ancient sword to block the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, but he himself knew that even with so many means, he still did not completely block the opponent's attack.
With just one stagger, his right hand was cracked, blood flowed, and the strength destroyed a few patches of rust on the sword, and the strength still did not dissipate, still leaving a crack more than ten zhang long behind him.
He laughed three times and said: "If you really deserve to be Wang Li, even if your martial arts are not weaker than yours, in front of your momentum, you will be three points weaker by nature, remember, my name is Chu He!"
"Chu River?"
Wang Li muttered this name in his mouth, raised his head and looked away, his eyes turned to Chu He, who was dressed in purple, and looked directly at the old man who had been keeping his head down, and said coldly: "Who are you?"
The old man slowly raised his head.
He was really old, with large folds on his face, skin and bones, as if all the flesh and blood had been hollowed out by the years, and a pair of eyes were not half bright, and he said in a deep voice: "A wandering mountain ghost, what name does it need?"
Wang Li sneered, and the halberd raised an inch slightly, and said, "I think you are quite good at pretending to be a ghost." ”
As soon as these words came out, Chu He sighed, blocked Wang Li's sight sideways, the iron sword in his hand was across his chest, his fingers rubbed the mottled sword body, and said with a smile: "The general has defeated this time, don't you want to take Daliang City in one go?"
Wang Li did not answer, and the raised halberd answered the question for him.
Except for the soldiers who were bewildered and kneeling on the ground, everyone was looking at the two of them.
"The general thinks well, this is going north, and with one blow, maybe you can really take Daliang City, but this war is not yet over. ”
"What do you want to say?"
"We spent hundreds of years of hard work, countless qi practitioners died for it, and then all the world's luck was gambled in this whirlpool, if the war ended so simply, then what is the point of everything?"
Wang Li looked at Chu He with a smile on his face in front of him, and suddenly laughed too, his eyes were full of banter, and his laughter was full of mockery.
Chu He was slightly stunned, not knowing what was happening, and suddenly, his face changed.
A sword flash flashed behind him, too far away, and the speed of the sword was really unimaginable, and when he turned his head, the sword was over.
With the speed of Li Wenshuo's sword, it was impossible for the man to dodge it immediately, but the man in black seemed to know that there would be this move, and before the sword arrived, he blocked in front of the sword first, stretching out his palm as if to seal the broken teeth.
As you can imagine, the broken teeth easily pierced his palm, and the man in white also flicked his sleeves, and at that moment, a few thumb-sized silver bells struck, and the speed was extremely fast, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Li Wenshuo didn't plan to use his body to test the power of this bell, and with a sword sweep back, the three silver rays of light turned into six, and they were deeply trapped in the land behind Li Wenshuo.
Li Wenshuo didn't retreat immediately, his sword was so fast that others couldn't tell whether he had a sword or a hundred swords and a thousand swords.
Obviously, it was just a flash of sword light, and the sword had already been sheathed, but the next moment, pitch-black blood splattered on the ground, and the five-foot-long arm of the black-clothed giant man flew up in the air.
Li Wenshuo stood under the horse, and the old man with his head down was still lowering his head and stroking the bone flute, without any reaction.
Li Wenshuo's right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword again, as if he was about to draw his sword again, and the giant man who lost one of his arms also hurriedly blocked in front of Li Wenshuo, as for the giant man in white, his arm was slightly arched, and he didn't know how many silver bells were hidden under the wide sleeve robe.
"Black slave, stand down, you can't stop him. ”
The old man on the horse finally spoke, and the black-clothed giant man turned around and bowed, took two steps back, and respectfully returned to the position of the horse's head.
"What the black slave said is really good, your sword is fast, I haven't seen such a fast sword for a long time, I believe you can really kill me. ”
"But you still don't think you're going to die. ”
"Because it's useless for you to kill me, because I didn't come. ”
After hearing this, Li Wenshuo suddenly felt a little funny, people in the world are always like this, they always think that they will not die, and they can find various reasons for their thoughts.
If the old man looked up, he would definitely be able to see the mockery in Li Wenshuo's eyes, but he didn't raise his head, just erected the bone flute, and blew it gently, the voice was sad and abnormal, the music seemed to come from the barbarian period, the meaning was simple and direct, even people who didn't know music anymore could feel a tangible picture from it.
Li Wenshuo frowned slightly, he naturally heard the song, and clearly felt the sadness in the song, but he didn't understand what this old man was going to do.
"Kill him!"
Wang Li was blocked by the Chu River, but his voice still came from itself.
Li Wenshuo was stunned, looked up and looked around, his pupils shrank, and he saw the soldiers around him, the corpses that fell to the ground, actually stood up one by one, holding the swords in their hands, and the killing intent flashed in their godless eyes.
He didn't know what was going on, but he also knew that everything had to do with the old man.
He suddenly turned around and drew his sword, the sword flashed, and the two servants in black and white were about to pounce forward subconsciously, but they were too slow, and as soon as they made a move, the sword had already been returned to the sheath, and the next moment, the bone flute in the old man's hand was broken in two.
The song stopped, but it was not over, and one by one, the 'resurrected' zombies suddenly moved quickly, using all means to cut down the knife in their hands on the nearest living person.
The incident happened suddenly, and in an instant, countless soldiers were brutally murdered.
Li Wenshuo snorted coldly, and slashed the old man's neck with a sword, in his opinion, this kind of strange magic, as soon as the caster dies, everything will naturally disperse.
But he never imagined that his sword would be so smooth.
A little cold light flew into the old man's neck, and red blood flowed down the blade, but the old man was still smiling, his mouth was slightly open, and then he fell off the horse.
Li Wenshuo's expression was a little complicated.
Because the old man was indeed dead, but everything seemed to have changed at all, except that the two giants rushed over one left and one right, waving huge spirit flags, and silver chains colliding in the air, making a jingling bell.
Li Wenshuo lowered his head, looked at the corpse on the ground, and suddenly took out his sword, and the sharp sword light flashed, instantly cutting the two giants into eighteen knots.
The next moment, two men who were a few feet tall fell to the ground, turned into minced meat, black blood flowed all over the ground, and then quickly dried up, the smell of fishy smell came to his face, and Li Wenshuo bent over and wanted to vomit.
The killing that had stopped on the battlefield began again.
Looking at the smile on Chu Han's face, Wang Li suddenly understood that if he didn't kill all these crazy people, this war would never stop.