Just as he was condensing the rocket, the rigor mortis buried in the soil moved.
boom!
A large piece of soil flew out, and a black-robed figure flew into the sky and hit the huge rocket that was shooting towards it.
boom!
A large cloud of sparks exploded in the air, and the owner of the black robe was also hit by the collision, hitting a grave behind him.
"disease!"
Lin Jingzhe pulled out the sword on his back and swung it towards the man in black robe on the grave.
Four seasons of swordsmanship.
Spring sword, listening to the rain.
A sword edge swept away, spring thunder rolled in the sky, and a water-like sword energy penetrated the clouds and descended from the sky. Mixed with the sword edge, it swept towards the man in black robe with a strange movement trajectory.
"Roar."
The man in black robe let out an angry roar and punched the sword edge.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and the man in black robe took a few steps back. His robe was torn a lot under the strangulation.
Sure enough, this Tingyu sword has no sword intent, and the effect is much worse when used. Even the spring thunder in the sky cannot land.
Xia Jian, cicadas chirp.
Lin Jingzhe gently stroked the edge of the sword, and with a sudden flick, the sword made a series of dull and noisy sounds. At first glance, the sounds sounded like the cry of cicadas on the branches in summer.
Just with this slight swing of the sword, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly trembled.
Lin Jingzhe was also stunned for a moment. The Xia*jian sent out an attack that seemed like a sonic wave and struck the man in black robe.
The man in black robe swung his fist angrily, and countless air waves exploded in front of him. Only his clothes were blown to pieces, and superficial scars were left on his body.
Autumn sword, good harvest.
Autumn is gradually rising, and between heaven and earth, fallen leaves are curled up, indicating a good harvest.
"Ho ho ho." The man in black robe let out a loud roar. Before the harvest could rise, he jumped into the air and punched it.
Lin Jingzhe had to take a few steps back and stopped Qiu Jian's move.
The black-robed man's fist hit the ground, causing rubble to fly. Some graves were even blown to pieces, and several corpses flew out of them.
Winter Sword, Winter Solstice!
Seeing the symptoms at this time, he directly launched the last move of the Four Seasons Sword Technique, Winter Solstice.
The air in the sky suddenly condensed, and time seemed to slow down. In an instant, it felt like a cold wind was blowing and the temperature dropped sharply.
freeze!
Lin Jingzhe slowly slashed towards the black-robed man, and the cold air from the sky and the earth gathered towards the black-robed man. In an instant, a world of white air and ice and snow formed around the man, freezing him inside.
Autumn sword, good harvest.
cut!
He mobilized the spiritual energy in his body again, launched a harvest slash, and struck the black-robed man who was frozen into an ice sculpture.
boom!
The ice sculpture was directly chopped into pieces, and the cold sword energy also struck the man. A stream of black blood sprayed out. The man also hit several graves before hitting the soil.
The sword skills given by Miss Lin were indeed extraordinary. They could directly mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If he didn't understand the meaning of these four swords, he would have been able to kill this zombie with just one sword.
"Wow!"
Wang Lu, who was hiding several miles away in the corner of the city, felt the backlash brought by the corpse slaves. He felt sweet in his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
who is it? Kill my corpse slave.
Wang Lu stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the hills to the east of the city with a solemn expression.
On the Chu side? When did a powerful sword cultivator come?
He closed his eyes, kept his mind focused, silently moved his mind, controlled his corpse slave with his consciousness, and retreated to the rear.
"Want to run?"
Lin Jingzhe looked at the fleeing man in black robe, rubbed his nose, gathered a fireball and threw it out.
"boom!"
The fireball hit the man, but it failed to knock down the black-robed man, only making him stagger.
Lin Jingzhe saw this, used the wind control technique, and chased after him.
Suddenly, several figures emerged from the grave next to him, blocking his way.
"Are they really controlled by corpse bugs?" Lin Jingzhe frowned, raised his body a little higher, and flew over their heads.
The zombies couldn't reach his body, so they roared from below.
Lin Jingzhe caught up with the black-robed man and swung his sword forward with a sharp edge.
"clang!"
The man in black robe swung his fist and hit the sword with a loud noise.
"This body is so hard that ordinary swords cannot leave a single scar on their bodies."
Lin Jingzhe took a few steps back, summoned several fireballs, and blasted them towards the joints of the black-robed man.
No matter how tough the body is, the joints must be holes in the human body.
"Boom boom boom!"
Several fireballs hit the man's feet. They only made a few loud noises, but they did not lose their balance and fall to the ground as expected.
Sure enough, ordinary spells and swords could not cause obvious damage to the bronze corpse which was already in the foundation building stage.
"Rumeng." Lin Jingzhe shouted to Rumeng down the mountain.
"exist."
"Let your elder brother come and trap him."
"good."
Lin Jingzhe knew that the Four Seasons Sword Technique could cause harm to him, but he still felt sorry for the black blood on the corpse slave. He thought about it, kept it in captivity, slowly bled it, and drew the talisman.
boom.
Dead Face rushed out from the left and punched the man in black robe.
"Puffy."
A hand-to-hand fight began, which was very frightening, with punches hitting the flesh.
But gradually, Dead Face fell into a disadvantage.
However, at this time, Lin Jingzhe also found a flaw in the black-robed man, and used his Autumn Sword to cut off the joints supporting his legs.
Losing the support of that joint, the man in black robe fell to his knees with his feet, roared and roared, and struggled to get up. However, he still lost his balance and staggered up. Before he could stand still, he fell to the ground again. Fell to the ground.
Lin Jingzhe was not at ease, so he used Autumn Sword Harvest again, and then cut off another joint supporting his leg.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch." The man made a series of inarticulate sounds, and hit the ground with his fists, hitting them randomly.
"Sister."
"Yes." Wang Shuya responded.
"Ask General Yue Long for a thick hemp rope."
"Oh." Wang Shuya responded and asked for the rope from General Yue Long who was returning.
There was no rope, but there was a whip.
"Girl, why do you need a rope?" Yue Long asked.
"It will work." Wang Shuya took the whip handed over by Yue Long and said slowly.
"Oh." Yue Long didn't ask any further questions. When he raised his head, he saw that the one-armed girl in front of him had flown up the mountain.
Lin Jingzhe took the whip from Wang Shuya, then tied up the black-robed man all over his body, and then said: "I wonder if the old demon will be so angry that he vomits blood if he knows that I have tied up his natural corpse slave. "
"Junior brother? Is this your handle?"
"So be it."
"Will it offend the demon?"
"I'm worried that he will be angry. If he is angry, he will definitely summon a large number of corpses controlled by zombies to attack us. If we just attack, we can justifiably burn these corpses."
"It makes sense." Rumeng said, standing aside.
"Is there any other way to deal with those walking corpses?" Lin Jingzhe asked Rumeng, pointing to the rigor mortis walking not far away.
"No." Ru Meng said: "The corpse insects are not so easy to drive away."
"Oh." Lin Jingzhe nodded, pointed at the man in black robe on the ground, and said, "Senior sister, help me keep an eye on him. I'll go and come back."
"Where to go?"
"Catch a few zombies to open General Yue Long's eyes."
After saying that, he flew up in the wind, flew to the top of the mountain, grabbed the two zombies, and flew towards General Yue Long at the foot of the mountain.
"Real person? This is it?"
"It will open your eyes."
When the rigor mortis that was already jumping in Lin Jingzhe's hands fell to the ground, he became even more at home, let out hoarse roars, and rushed towards everyone.
"Are they still alive?" Yue Long was shocked, his eyes turned red as he looked at his colleagues who had long since died.
"Dead, they were just controlled by a kind of bug."
"control?"
"Yes, control." Lin Jingzhe used his spiritual power to restrain the actions of the two zombies, and then said: "They are immortal. Only by burning can the insects inside be burned out."
"Then, doesn't it mean that those dead soldiers from Chu and Song countries can be used by monsters?" Yue Long and the soldiers behind him had shock written all over their faces.
"I told you before that these corpses must be burned, otherwise they will become loopholes in the enemy's bricks."
Yue Long and the dozens of soldiers holding firewood behind him were silent. They really didn't want to burn the bodies of their colleagues, but the serious development of the matter was beyond their control.
Lin Jingzhe took in their expressions completely, sighed, and said, "It's better to prepare firewood down there according to the previous method."
"Okay." Yue Long nodded heavily, but did not dare to raise his head to face him.
Lin Jingzhe sighed secretly, grabbed the two imprisoned zombies, and flew back to the top of the mountain.
"Junior brother, what did they say?"
"Just follow the previous method and prepare firewood down there."
Wang Shuya nodded and said nothing more.
"Girl Ru Meng."
"Um."
"Do you want to practice here?"
"The aura of death here is strong, which is beneficial to us corpse cultivators."
"Then do you know when those corpse bugs will break out on a large scale?"
"Corpse worms are actually small creatures. They also need to reproduce. Only when the number of corpse worms reaches a certain amount in a dead body will they control the operation of the corpse."
"It means that there must be tens of thousands of corpse insects in this small humanoid corpse."
"Um."
"These corpses should have been dead for several days. Generally, it should take four or five days for a corpse insect to take control of the human body."
"Does that mean that either tonight or tomorrow night, all the corpses on this mountain will transform into corpses? Or will the dead corpses in the Song Dynasty outside the city also transform into corpses?"
"yes."
"The top priority is to properly dispose of these corpses at our feet, but they won't let us do it, which makes me angry again."
"Real person, those firewood at the foot of the mountain shouldn't be able to trap the densely packed zombies on this mountain," Rumeng said.
"I know."
Wang Shuya said at this time: "If we bury gunpowder on the mountain, we may not be restrained by these walking corpses."
"This method actually works."
"However, I'm afraid the gunpowder is only controlled by the Yuelong military camp."
"I'll go talk to him."
Lin Jingzhe mentioned the man in black robe and left the hilltop again. Wang Shuya also left with him.
And just as the two of them were leaving, a cold light suddenly flashed across Rumeng's eyes. The light disappeared in a flash. Even Rumeng didn't know what was going on. He only felt a sudden dizziness in his head. .
She rubbed her temples, then found a stone, sat cross-legged and meditated, used the corpse cultivator's unique luck technique, and sucked in the yin energy.
