pocket rate palace

Chapter 102

"Old Tang led everyone back, and I went up to meet them." Wang Anyuan made a sudden decision with the zombie group in front of him.

Tang Liqiang's face turned red, but he still listened to Wang Anyuan's words, and led Xiao Shu and the two girls back slowly.

There is no way, he is not as strong as Wang Anyuan, facing a group of white zombies and a black zombie, he can only dodge.

The three Taoist robes who fled in embarrassment were overjoyed when they saw Wang Anyuan rushing forward, and they almost lost their shoes after running, but they still didn't forget to cup their hands in thanks.

Wang Anyuan's face was stern, and the Qingping sword let out a clear sword sound, which turned into a pale golden sword arc, passed the three of them, and went straight to the zombie group.

There seemed to be an incomparably long and narrow crescent moon in mid-air, the sword light of the Qingping sword touched Bai Jiang's body, as if a sharp blade had pierced into tofu, Bai Jiang didn't even have time to make a growl, and fell down like cutting leeks took a slice.

The momentum of the arc of the Crescent Moon sword remained undiminished, and when it hit the black stiff at the end, it made a muffled sound like an ax splitting wood, and finally collapsed and turned around.

Looking at the black head again, its hands were cut open with two big openings and hung down like broken sticks, revealing the black bones, and thick black blood flowed out.

From the time when the sword lighted up to when it seemed to be cut out, it only happened in a short moment. In the blink of an eye, the menacing zombie group was completely killed and injured. Even the most terrifying black zombie had two arms broken, and the situation was reversed instantly.

Running at the back, the youngest Taoist robed man inadvertently glanced back and was stunned when he saw this scene. He stumbled and fell like a dog eating shit, but he didn't realize it and still stared blankly.

"Zhang Ping, what are you doing, stand up and run quickly...they are still helping us to block..." The oldest Taoist man in the lead found his companion fell, stopped quickly and stretched out his hand anxiously.

"Zhang Yuan, come and give me a hand, Lala Junior Brother..."

The two robed men hurriedly pulled their companions on the ground, but the one who fell down didn't realize it. He just stretched out his hand and pointed behind him and said blankly: "Brother, we don't have to run away. The zombies are all gone!" dead."

"You bastard, what are you talking about?" The leader in Taoist robes poked his companion's forehead vigorously with his fingers, while subconsciously glanced back.As a result, this glimpse saw a scene that he will never forget.

The light of the Qingping sword reappeared, and the pale golden flying sword drew a beautiful arc in midair, and lightly brushed over the stiff neck.Black Zombie let out a terrified roar, the huge skull rolled down, and when it landed on the ground, its open mouth silently faced the sky.

Wang Anyuan turned his back to the crowd, his tall body was tall and straight like a sword, his right hand was slightly opened, and the Qingping sword flew back to Wang Anyuan's palm like a sucking swallow returning to its nest, and it trembled lightly on his palm to wipe off the blood on the sword, agile and cheerful.

"This this"

The three robed men opened their mouths wide open, stuttering and unable to speak, with shock written all over their faces, like three funny frogs.

Tang Liqiang and the others were also stunned. The first time Wang Anyuan fought with them, they didn't even sacrifice the Qingping sword. This was the first time they had seen the true strength of Wang Anyuan's flying sword out of its sheath, and they didn't expect it to be so terrifying.

To be honest, even Wang Anyuan was taken aback by his own strength. The opponents he encountered all the time were far beyond his cultivation level. His strength is improving rapidly at a rapid rate, but he doesn't know it at all.

The title of the first rookie in the history of Kyushu is in vain.

Wang Anyuan retracted his sword and turned around, holding the bloody aura of corpses all over the ground, which made everyone on the field turn pale, and couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back.

After a while, the leading Taoist robed man finally came back to his senses, took two steps forward and retreated half a step timidly, then bowed and saluted respectfully, "Thank you, senior, for your help."

The remaining two priests in Taoist robes also came to their senses in an instant, bowing and saluting similarly: "Thank you, senior."

Wang Anyuan put the Qingping sword back into his sleeve, and nodded slightly.

The leading man in Taoist robe continued: "Poverty Daoist Daoist of Longhu Mountain Dao Zhang Hua, these two are my juniors, Zhang Yuan and Zhang Ping."

Wang Anyuan's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he suddenly asked, "Are you monks of the way of heavenly masters?"

Seeing Wang Anyuan's expression was different, Zhang Hua asked cautiously, "Senior, do you know my disciples?"

Wang Anyuan nodded and said, "I have a friend who is also a disciple of the Heavenly Master, named Zhang Yan."

"Little Martial Uncle!" Zhang Hua exclaimed in surprise: "Senior, I know Little Martial Uncle. Then we are on our own."

Zhang Yuan and Zhang Ping also relaxed all of a sudden, and their expressions became less rigid.

"I don't think Zhang Yan is as old as you. Why is his seniority so high?" Wang Anyuan smiled when he thought of his "stupid" cousin.

"Senior, you don't know something. The little uncle is the son of the master and the next headmaster of my celestial master, so he is naturally senior." Zhang Hua explained a few words, and then said: "Actually, this time the little uncle is also here. Yes, but after entering Beiman Mountain"

Zhang Yan is here too?Wang Anyuan was pleasantly surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Then where is he now?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hua turned his head and gave Zhang Ping a hard look. Zhang Ping's face turned red and he was ashamed.Wang Anyuan was feeling strange, Zhang Hua said: "It's all due to Junior Brother Zhang Ping's recklessness, and provoked a red zombie. In order to protect us, my junior uncle led that red zombie away by himself."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuan and Zhang Ping also drooped their faces, with deep worry in their eyes.

Red stiff, that is an existence comparable to Jindan, extremely ferocious, how can it not cause people to worry.

Wang Anyuan's face turned serious, Zhang Yan was in trouble, so it was impossible for him to ignore him.

"Hurry up and lead the way, let's save Zhang Yan"

"Okay." The three of Zhang Hua were overjoyed: "Thank you, senior."

"Don't call me senior, just call me Wang Anyuan."

"Yes, Senior Wang Anyuan."

Zhang Hua and the others led the way from memory. Wang Anyuan looked at the map and found that his group was bypassing the dark energy gathering point in front of him and heading to another larger gathering point.The black spot on the map representing the gathering point of the dark energy is about the size of a thumbnail, no wonder there are red and stiff entrenched inside.

Naturally, we also encountered many zombies and ghosts along the way. When encountering sporadic white zombies or groups of wandering zombies, Tang Liqiang and Tail stepped forward and swept over them. All kinds of spells and spells emerge one after another, and Tianshidao has quite a set of methods to deal with these ghosts.

Once the number of white zombies exceeds three, or black zombies appear, it is Wang Anyuan's turn to take action.

Once the Qingping sword is out, no matter how many times it comes, it will take a few strokes.There was even a time when four black zombies appeared at the same time, and the Qingping sword did not miss the cut, which really made several people feel even more awed.

In this way, the group of people moved extremely fast along the way, and they returned to the place where Zhang Hua and Zhang Yan were separated in a short time.

"Little Martial Uncle and Red Zombie escaped from that direction."

Zhang Hua pointed out a direction, and Wang Anyuan's eyes flashed, and he quickly chased after him.

(End of this chapter)