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Chapter two hundred and twenty first, suicide

"Huangqi Central Hospital? You made the corpse of a monk into a zombie for blasphemy. You asked me how it was."

No need for too much words.

No need for too much action.

There is only the result of life and death between each other.

King Leng had been so scared that he ran to somewhere, and no one was present to care whether he ran away or not.

"Parts, help me!"

Three [people] jumped out from behind the old man who drove the corpse.

Or it can be said that three-headed zombies...

In addition to the old man, the other three zombies are two men and one woman.

The three zombies were all wearing their original clothes under their black clothes.

The women were wearing Taoist robes, and both men were wearing short clothes, and they were muscular and strong.

"I know you have some skills, but when you face them, you will die without a burial place..." The old man was also like casting a spell, pouring green evil energy into his hands: "I don't know what method you used to kill Fazheng, but your good luck will not last for the second time!"

Elite?

The two of them fists at Li Yu, but Li Yu easily dodged them. They even blessed the Vajra power fists to directly repel the two zombies. The female Taoist priest zombie drew a talisman in her hand, and a tongue of flame spewed out like a magic trick.

However, it is only limited to one tongue of fire.

In addition to the flame tongue, a faint blue light will emerge, nourishing the wounds of the other two zombies being smashed by Li Yu.

Looking at these four people, Li Yu always felt an inexplicable subtle feeling.

I made up for some idea.

If that zombie monk is here, it will be no more subtle...

The monk is T, the female Taoist priest is milk, and the two physical outputs, plus the old man who drove the corpse and threw green Xiang beside him, which is the magic output.

Li Yu muttered.

"Isn't this just a standard low-copy tactic, Mujiao two melee combat..."

The only point of complaint is.

They are too weak.

Too weak.

Sacrifice Wangshu.

Wangshu Jian used the ice curse, and a cold current attacked, and the three zombies slowed down. If Li Yu was not interested, he would directly increase the power and directly smash the three zombies.

......

"Why, why is he so strong, comparable to the fist and speed of a zombie boxer, able to create ice at will, and there are black cat spirit beasts beside him... and... and flying swords... why are there flying swords..."

The old man who drove the corpse didn't feel so scared at first.

Until the appearance of Wangshu's sword, compared with the previous Ice Curse and Xiao Hei, his fear of the flying sword was definitely from the heart.

When he saw Wangshu Jian, Li Yu could clearly feel the old man's despair.

The flying sword was shocked to him?

"You... aren't you extinct? Why... Why are you... you murderers..."

"Damn, I can't afford to take this murderous man." Li Yu always felt that the old man drove the corpse and got a lot of information in his words.

At this time, the old man who drove the corpse was ferocious, and his appearance was so close that Li Yu wanted to vomit.

"I have already arrived in my hometown... I still have to stop me... No... I... I must take them back! Fa Zheng can no longer take them away, I must take them away!"

The old man drove the corpse with a big wave of his hand, and the remaining zombies turned into a green light and disappeared.

There was only silence left in the entire Martyrs Cemetery, and the administrator came to check the situation with a flashlight.

Li Yu used the avatar talisman and took a deep breath, not rushing to chase the old man who was corpse.

The [fel power] on his body was too obvious, and the traces left on the escape route could be seen at once.

Li Yu muttered.

"For the first time I've been dealing with a fellow spell... By the way, why did he call me a murderer? Is the reputation of using a sword so bad? Isn't it right..."

"Host, please recall the questions you asked this system when you got the Wangshu Sword."

“What’s the problem?”

"What is the sword used for?"

Li Yu recalled the answers from the system at that time.

"Um..."

"Of course it's used to cut people."

.........

In the gloomy woods, the old man drove the corpse out of breath, vomiting blood while walking, his skin cracked, and green blood and pus emerged from his body.

"Didn't they have become extinct when I was very young? Why are there... Why... there are sword cultivators in this world, and they are so young, which is not common sense... Sword cultivators... There is no in my memory... Did something go wrong when casting spells... it's not extinction... it's not... it's not... it's not?"

The old man who drove the corpse seemed to be drunk and couldn't speak clearly. Finally, he calmed down. He looked at the three dazed zombies behind him and murmured.

"I will definitely take you back... I just wasted a lot of corpse energy, I want to absorb soul energy..."

The old man who drove the corpse was looking for the corpse and wanted to replenish himself.

Not far yet.

But I found a huge black cat in front of me.

The assassin in the dark did not choose to attack, but directly blocked the old man who drove the corpse and stopped him.

Looking at the black cat in front of me, the old man who drove the corpse felt powerless to deal with it for the first time.

"Can I give me a chance? I have something to do."

"Give you a chance, ask those souls that have been absorbed by you and cannot be reborn, ask them if they will give you a chance, ask this heavenly way, ask you if you will give you a chance."

Li Yu, standing on Wangshu's sword, was like a god descending to earth.

The sky was slightly sunk, and lightning was thunder, as if it would slash down at any time, tearing the old man who drove the corpse into pieces.

"Do you think that if you give those people [reward], you will not get infected with [karma]? How is that possible? If you don't get involved with karma so easily, then everyone will learn from you. How easy can you get rid of the heavenly disaster in a moment?" Li Yu looked calm.

"No, I'm not going through the heavenly tribulation for peace and safety. I know that my soul can no longer be saved, but I absolutely cannot die before I achieve my goal... Wait... Wait... Wait... I'm dead... Yes, I'm dead!"

The old man who drove the corpse seemed to have thought of something.

"You killed me, isn't it just to seize treasures and kill evil heretics like me... OK, OK, OK! Hahaha, it's so great! Don't you guys believe in the cycle of cause and effect the most! That's great!"

Suddenly, the old man drove the corpse and was ecstatic.

Without saying a word, the old man drove over with all his strength.

Hit the Wangshu sword.

Li Yu didn't react at once.

When the old man drove the corpse, he touched the Wangshu sword, his whole body was tortured by the cold air of the moon and spread throughout his body.

The mummy-like skin cracked.

In his dry eyes, the old man drove the corpse seemed to be murmuring.

"Why didn't I expect it... I, an evil demon, send you back, might as well let this sword cultivator send you back with glorious charm."

“It’s so great…”

In the cold air, the old man who drove the corpse turned into a slit, which was hard to defend against.

he.

He committed suicide.
Chapter completed!
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