One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Four: Fall out and reveal the trump card!
Around the house, there are lush and thick peach trees, and there are also a few scribes sitting or standing, playing the harp and flute under the peach trees. The silk and bamboo sing softly, the flute sounds melodious, the piano and the sesquito curl up, and the lingering sound lingers.
"Haha, it is somewhat similar to what was described in Peach Blossom Spring." Zhao Yinghe chuckled and spoke coldly.
Ye Ling tsked and murmured loudly: "Maybe the Ghost King is still an arty person."
Of course, this is just what ordinary people see. Compared to Ye Ling and the other two, what Yan Wan saw... was quite different.
It was devastated, with rubble and ruins, overgrown grass, and bones everywhere.
The small bridge has collapsed, the fertile fields have turned to sand, the troops have been destroyed, and the armor and helmets are broken.
The sky is gloomy, ghosts are wandering, ghosts are curling up, ghosts are crying and wolves are howling.
Perhaps there is another similarity, and that is the lush peach trees and the charming and blooming peach blossoms.
It's just...this peach blossom is black.
"Let's put some cow's tears on it and look again." Yan Wan said in a very disgraceful way: "The scenery... is even more beautiful."
After a while, Ye Ling and the two looked at Yan Wan speechlessly with constipated expressions on their faces.
Zhao Yinghe held the bell, took a few steps forward, and came to the peach tree closest to him. He looked at it carefully for a moment, and suddenly said in surprise: "This peach tree is alive!"
"Nonsense, they are all blooming."
Yan Wan rolled his eyes and complained silently. He unsheathed his sharp blade and slashed it out with determination, cutting off a peach branch that had stabbed Zhao Yinghe from behind. "Not only does it bloom, it also moves."
"Is it... human blood?"
Suddenly, Ye Ling narrowed her eyes, picked up the peach branch on the ground, stretched out her hand and touched the broken part, put it under her nose and smelled it.
Woo...
It seems that Yan Wan's sword angered these peach trees.
Following the exciting sounds of ghost cries, all the peach trees danced wildly, and peach blossoms flew out like darts, filling the sky with black wind and sweeping towards Yan Wan and the others.
Buzz
The talisman given by Zhao Yinghe before was activated in an instant, and a translucent golden barrier formed on the surface of the three of them, blocking the countless petals.
Dangdang! clang……
The three people looked solemn, and when the petals collided with the barrier, there was a crisp sound like gold and iron, as dense as rain, one after another, and the harsh noise caused great damage to their ears.
Yan Wan keenly noticed that the barrier had cracks and was about to break. It could not stop it for too long, but those peach petals seemed to be endless, one after another, one after another.
"Cut down these peach trees."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Wan held the sword and lowered it to his waist. With a little tiptoe, he withstood the huge pressure and instantly split the peach blossom storm, like an angry dragon swimming upstream.
With the dazzling red light erupting, a peach tree was immediately chopped in half, a strong and pungent smell of blood burst out, and a sharp scream that seemed to contain endless pain seemed to ring in his ears.
The moment the peach tree was cut down, the billowing blood was swallowed up by the Chixiao Sword like a whale. In the blink of an eye, the peach tree seemed to have been burned by fire, leaving black residue on the ground.
"You are seeking death!"
The sharp and angry sound, from far to near, overshadowed the crisp sound of the rain of flowers hitting the barrier, and instantly reached the top of Yan Wan's head.
Cang..., without even raising his head, Yan Wan stepped forward with a tap of his foot, slid backwards, lifted up with his backhand, and hacked away towards the source of the sound.
Pulling away, he looked at the looming figure shrouded in flower petals, tilted his head, and said with a sinister smile, "So it's you."
Zhao Yinghe's bell trembled, ripples exploded, petals were torn into pieces and rained down. He looked at the figure exposed in front of the three people: "Just now, was it the Ghost King who helped you erase the seal I left on the zombie, allowing you to become a parasite?"
Ye Ling's pupils shrank and she smiled sternly: "Haha, we have made a mistake."
Three against one, when the war is about to break out...
Yan Wan turned to look at the two of them: "Ye Ling, you stop her and buy me time. I will interrupt the ghost king's calamity and prevent the ghost king from becoming a ghost immortal."
"No one of you can make it through today."
The burly body made a strange and clear voice like silver bells: "We will all die here, nourishing my peach blossom fertile soil with our flesh and blood and soul."
"please!"
After saying that, Yan Wan didn't wait for their answer. His body was like lightning, and he was directly in front of the lightning and flint. He instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters and slashed at the zombies with his sword.
On the sword body, the red dragon roared, the red light was like blood, and it was powerful.
The zombie didn't want to let him go, but the threat this sword posed to her was too great. In order to be safe, she had to move to the side to avoid its sharp edge while trying to prepare for a counterattack.
Unexpectedly, Yan Wan's speed surged again when he passed her, and the sharp sword in his hand drew an arc and blocked her side instantly.
Not only did he catch the sharp claws she swung out, he even used his strength to quickly rush towards the depths of the Peach Blossom Spring.
On the other side of the bridge, at the very end, there was a cave that seemed to be a crack. They had already noticed it. There must be another cave behind this peach blossom garden. And the Ghost Bastard is there.
Ye Ling looked at each other and saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes. They were about to follow Yan Wan's figure and bypass this guy, but unexpectedly...
"Don't leave."
The ear-piercing scream, accompanied by the splitting peach blossom rain, swept towards Ye Ling and the others.
But the zombie himself suddenly bent down, blasting a big hole in the ground like a spring, and rushed towards Zhao Yinghe.
clang!
At the critical moment, Ye Ling seemed to teleport, avoiding the attack of the flying rain of peach blossoms, and appeared next to Zhao Yinghe in an instant.
The golden light on her French stick flashed out, and a huge spear head appeared, stabbing the enemy fiercely. Not only did it drive away the zombies, but it also gave Zhao Yinghe a moment of breathing space.
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Xue'er blocked the two of them again and again, while thinking about the situation, she secretly decided that no matter what, she couldn't let one of them go, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
"Damn it."
Ye Ling took a few steps back, her hand holding the baguette trembling slightly.
In just ten seconds of fighting, she had already sensed her thoughts from the opponent's powerful offensive.
This guy was fighting to the death and was not prepared to get out of the way and let them pass.
"I'll trap her, you take the opportunity to get over." Zhao Yinghe held the bell, took a step across, came to her, and whispered: "Don't let Yan succeed... Three, two, let's go!!"
Zhao Yinghe suddenly swung out the bell and threw it at the zombie. He held the seal with both hands, bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a trace of blood arrows, and pointed it out like a sword in an instant.
His fingertips passed through the air, and the blood was wiped out first. After the blessing of his hard work, his entire arm was filled with azure light, like a big gun that lifted the sky.