The wilderness, the sound of gold, the sound of swords, and the shouts of anger were as clear as hearing. In this battle, especially the zombies with wild beasts, scarlet eyes and fangs turned outward.
It was an ordinary citizen, but at this time he was like a million troops, jumping and roaring, roaring like thunder and lightning.
The black corpse group could not be seen clearly or cut off. Guo Yanwu and others were like a few small boats in a turbulent turbulent flow. They would be flooded by the corpse tide at any time under the wind and waves.
Guo Yanwu knew that even if he claimed to be the most powerful sword of Yunling, he could not solve the problem of this zombie that looked like a thousand troops alone.
Even if he has profound sword skills and few opponents in the world, there are always times when human power is exhausted. When he uses his last bit of strength, he will be the time to end his hatred.
At this moment, Guo Yanwu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He never thought that he would end up like this after a lifetime.
I secretly recalled my life, learning swords at the age of seven, traveling out at the age of twelve, visiting famous masters, and becoming famous at the age of sixteen.
At the age of twenty, he became famous all over the world, and was once covered by fame and fortune. He also looked down upon others, and had let down others, and was also defeated by others.
He was defeated by a real master, and was hit and sluggish. He lingered all day long and was unrestrained.
One day, my friend and relatives were killed and suddenly realized. I walked alone with my sword to the world, crossed mountains and ridges to search for famous teachers, and continued to improve my skills.
At the age of thirty, he was able to achieve great success in swordsmanship and reappeared in the world. He had revenge and revenge. After a few years, he had seen through the warmth and warmth of human feelings and was only obsessed with swordsmanship and did not care about the world.
He accepted disciples at the age of forty, retired at the age of fifty, and cleared the portal at the age of sixty.
Now it is the twilight years. Looking back on my life and going through vicissitudes, countless faces pass by in my mind.
The parents’ earnest teachings, the wife’s tears, the lover’s reluctance, the disciple’s roar, and the enemy’s glare.
Every scene and every experience flashed back in his mind. Now, when I look at it, the world is still the same world, and he is just a passerby.
The so-called "talented people come out in generations, and a new generation is better than an old one. This is the same principle in the world.
Just when Guo Yanwu thought he was defeated, his disciple Zhao Kuo pointed to the cloth bag around his waist and shouted: "Master, what is in the cloth bag, how did I see something shining?"
Looking at Zhao Kuo at this time, his face was covered with blood stains at the age of fifteen and sixteen, and his clothes were covered with blood marks from claw marks. If Guo Yanwu had not been protecting him, Zhao Kuo would have died long ago.
After hearing the reminder of his disciple, Guo Yanwu looked at the cloth bag around his waist after beheading several zombies.
His cloth bag was sewn with coarse cloth on the outside and a layer of leather inside. He added a layer of specially to prevent it from being wet by rain.
Logically speaking, even if it is a rare night pearl in the world, there will be no light coming out.
Seeing a ray of light coming out of the cloth bag, Guo Yanwu was surprised and then touched the cloth bag.
When I touched it, I felt that something inside was slippery, but it was hot and hard to hold.
"It should be this thing, what exactly is it?"
Guo Yanwu was secretly frightened, but at this moment he didn't care about thinking about it and immediately took out the things in his hand.
Just as this item was taken out by him, he saw several people as bright as the sun. The boundless darkness was instantly bright!
A hot and sunny breath spread out as the things in my hand, and in an instant, a roar sounded.
Looking at the zombies who were originally devoured by choosing people, they instantly sizzled all over their bodies, and black smoke rolled on their bodies, and they fell to the ground and twitched.
But the strange thing is that the two followers who had been guarding Yao Lao fell to the ground and couldn't stand up. Their shapes were like zombies.
Seeing this, Yao Lao immediately picked up one with one hand and took the follower away regardless of everyone's concern. After a while, he ran to Wuying.
Looking at the tide of corpses that surrounded several people, the corpses lie down and twitch within a radius of 100 meters, and there was no movement after a moment.
It was not until the crisis was overcome and the zombies outside the light escaped, and the things in Guo Yanwu's hands slowly returned to peace and his divine light was restrained.
Everyone looked at the thing in his hand and it turned out to be a jade with a warm texture.
At this moment, Wang Miao suddenly cried: "I survived, hahaha!"
The man swept away the depressedness that he had been slaughtered before, and he became crazy and jumped on the spot.
Wang Wan'er put down the snow in her hand, kept wiping the sword body, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, glad that she did not do that desperate move.
Zhao Kuo looked at the unconventional jade in his ancestor's hand and looked around. The zombies that were originally surrounded by everyone were crawling on the ground, without any movement, and turned into a real corpse, and there was no more power to choose someone to eat.
He couldn't help but swallowed: "Master, what is the jade in your hand?"
This attracted the attention of the other two people. Seeing this, Wang Miao hurriedly said: "Yes, senior, since you have this thing on your body, why didn't you take it out early? So many people died for no reason..."
When he said this, he felt that he had said something wrong, so he quickly changed his words: "I mean I will take it out earlier and you won't have to suffer any more. I will never blame my seniors. I will be happy too late!"
But when I looked at Guo Yanwu again, I was as stupid as a chicken, with a vague look on my face, surprise, praise, annoyance, and unwillingness to flash...
His whole expression became unpredictable, and countless emotions surged into his heart. He suddenly looked annoyed and shouted: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
clang!
Throw away the short sword in his hand and slapped it hard on his forehead.
Logically speaking, as a swordsman, he has always been in a sword, but Guo Yanwu threw away the sword in his hand, which shows how bad he was at this moment!
"Repent, regret, I live for the rest of my life, but I missed this great fortune for no reason. Oh,..."
Just now, Guo Yanwu was saying ambiguous words in his mouth, his face full of regret, as if he had done something huge wrong.
At this time, a tender voice kept echoing in Guo Yanwu's mind. Every time he rang, his regret increased a little.
"Uncle, this is my master's friend, and it is also something given to me by an immortal. It can protect you from peace. You must keep it."
Hu Niu's innocent and childlike voice echoed in her ears, making Guo Yanwu feel so distressed!
Upon hearing this, Zhao Kuo looked at his ancestor strangely and hesitated: "That ancestor... what are you doing?!"
Guo Yanwu looked at Zhao Kuo, a person who didn't know what happened, and thought to himself that if he said this, the Wang siblings might not have much feelings.
But this disciple was afraid that he wanted to die just like himself, so he said slowly: "Oh... Kuo'er, we both missed the biggest opportunity in our lives. Do you remember Mr. Lu's master and apprentice?"
Chapter completed!