Xiuxian, I can travel to another world

Chapter 72 Assassination
night.

No stars or moon.

Three dark shadows appeared deep in the alley.

"father."

Zhou Huaijing wore a ghost mask and whispered:
"You go to the Leng Mansion and kill Leng Xing, and I will go to the Zhu Mansion to deal with Zhu Ju. As long as we kill them, the resentment hidden in Leng Chi's body will dissipate."

"I can then refine it into my own zombie."

"Yeah." Wu Chun nodded:
"You have to be careful. Leng Chi had a deep hatred for these two before he died. They must be his murderers."

"To be able to kill a master with a different kind of internal energy, his strength must be quite strong. Don't be fooled by Zhu Ju's past performance."

"Don't worry." Zhou Huaijing grinned and said:
"I've transformed Lengchi into a zombie. He's absorbed the energy of dozens of zombies, making him several times stronger than he was in life. And what's more, I'm here too."

"It's Dad!"

"Leng Xing is now the head of the Leng family, and he has several sworn brothers in the Leng Mansion. If you see that things are impossible, you might as well retreat and make plans when you find another opportunity."

"Haha..." Wu Chun laughed loudly upon hearing this:

"My son, don't underestimate me. Leng Xing is just a kid. He has only been cultivating his internal energy for a year. Even with his useless brothers, he is no match for me."

"If I really meet a master, I won't hesitate to fight for my father's life!"

He said and waved his hand:

"gone!"

"We should take advantage of the fact that this is a break in our patrol and go back quickly. If we delay for too long, it will be troublesome."

"Shh!"

The figure flashed and headed straight for Leng Mansion.

Watching Wu Chun's back walking away, Zhou Huaijing slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at the man in black behind him.

"Let's go too!"

"clatter!"

The man in black touched the ground with his feet, bent his knees slightly, and jumped forward lightly, running several feet away.

His movements are strange and swift.

The county town was not big, and the two of them quickly arrived near Zhu's house, one in front and one behind.

"The Zhu Mansion has several servants, but there are no cooks, grooms, or farmhands, and there are no expert guards."

Zhou Huaijing's plan was simple: he would take advantage of a break in patrol to break into Zhu's mansion, kill Zhu Ju, and then leave.

As for the obstacles along the way...

Then let’s kill them together!

As the son of a bandit leader, even if he changed his surname to Zhou, his hands were stained with the blood of countless people.

"Shh!"

The man in black jumped over the high wall and landed in the courtyard. As soon as he landed, he heard a roar from the side.

"Who?"

A flash of knife light followed closely behind.

Yinfeng Knife!

Ma Xun was a late and light sleeper to begin with, and since there were guests at Zhu's house today, he had not slept at all.

When he noticed someone climbing over the wall, he immediately attacked.

Ok?
Zhou Huaijing frowned slightly, took out a copper bell from his arms and shook it gently, but no sound came out.

"Roar!"

Then the copper bell rang, and the man in black suddenly roared to the sky, swung his arm and rushed towards the knife light from the side.

He actually intended to use his flesh and blood body to resist the sharp blade.

"when……"

There was a sound like the collision of metal, and Ma Xun felt a huge force rushing along the blade.

Not good!

The swordsmanship that had been ingrained into his bones changed with the situation. His feet were like spinning tops, and his body spun rapidly to dissipate the attacking force.

At the same time, he used the force of rotation to chop out the long sword in his hand again.

Yinfeng Blade——the cold north wind!
"it is good!"

Cheers came from not far away.

Song Meng, the mandarin duck swordsman from the capital, applauded and praised:

"At such a young age, he has already achieved perfect enlightenment, and his swordsmanship has reached the level of both form and spirit. I never thought there was such a talent in the Zhu Mansion."

Ma Xun is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but he has such cultivation and strength, which is not bad in the provincial capital.

Wan Shuai and others also nodded repeatedly.

But it is obvious that this level of strength is far from enough to defeat the opponent.

The man in black just stood there and shook his arms twice, and the terrifying force caused Ma Xun's swordsmanship to collapse on the spot, creating a dangerous situation.

"Ha ha……"

Song Meng burst out laughing:

"Little guy, let me help you!"

While in mid-air, he stretched out his arms, and two oddly shaped short knives popped out from his sleeves and fell into his palms.

Yuanyang Knife!

The two swords crossed, and light and shadow were everywhere.

In an instant, there was only the flash of swords, but no human figures, and all the men in black were covered.

The exquisiteness of the knife skills and the swiftness of the speed are both breathtaking.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The sound of collision was as loud as a violent storm.

"not good!"

Wan Shuai was the first to notice something was wrong. His face darkened and he rushed forward without even drawing his sword.

Yunxu swordsmanship!

He put his fingers together like a sword, and the sword energy burst out, enough to cut gold and jade, and collided head-on with the black-clothed man's arm.

"Peng!"

The energy is surging.

Wan Shuai, Song Meng and Ma Xun all retreated.

Compared to the other two, Ma Xun was already covered in sweat, his body was trembling slightly, and he fell to the ground directly due to exhaustion.

"What is this?"

Song Meng's face was gloomy:

"You're not afraid of swords!"

Wu Xuan, holding the Fiery Palm, and Fang Yanrong, holding a slender sword, also rushed over side by side, with sword light and flames shining against each other.

"call……"

Although the man in black had rough skin and flesh and amazing strength, his body movements were not outstanding, and his clothes were immediately set on fire.

After the veil on his head was burned, the twisted, hideous face underneath was revealed. "Zombie!"

"Cold Pool!"

"..."

Wan Shuai and the others exclaimed "zombies!" Ma Xun couldn't help but jump up, pointing at the newcomers and shouting:

"Aren't you already dead?"

"He is indeed dead." Wan Shuai narrowed his eyes and his gaze fell on the figure behind the 'Cold Pool':

"It's just that the corpse was transformed into a zombie."

"I can't believe there are still people here who know how to refine corpses. They must have inherited some of the Heavenly Corpse Demon Sect's techniques."

"Who are you?" Zhou Huaijing's face was gloomy, his mind quickly changed, and he took a few steps back.

He didn't expect that the Zhu Mansion, which was often overlooked, actually hid so many masters.

Especially the man who made a sword with his fingers together, the sword energy was so sharp that it even had the power to restrain zombies.

go?
Let’s go back first!
"squeak……"

At this moment, the door of the main room opened, and Zhu Ju, dressed in thin clothes, stepped out. He glanced at the whole room and said with a faint smile:
"It's really lively today. It's so late and you're still not asleep."

Zhu Ju!

In fact, Zhou Huaijing had not seen Zhu Ju many times, but when he saw him this time, a strong murderous intent suddenly arose in his heart.

kill!

kill!

kill!

The zombie 'Lengchi' in the field even let out low growls, with corpse energy rising and falling from his body, ready to move.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense.

"on!"

Wan Shuai made a prompt decision and waved his hand:

"I'll hold this zombie while you guys deal with him. An out-of-control zombie is easier to deal with."

"it is good!"

Wu Hyun responded first and raised his palm to move forward.

"Roar!"

The one who reacted faster than him was the growling zombie in the field. He bent his knees and pounced on Fang Yanrong, who was closest to him.

"careful!"

As the only female among the four, Fang Yanrong was naturally taken care of. Without any time to act according to the plan, several people rushed over to lend a hand.

"Peng!"

The collision of energy.

A cloud of gray smoke emerged from the zombie's body and spread in all directions as it waved its arms.

"Be careful of corpse qi!"

Wan Shuai said in a low voice:

"Always remember to use your internal energy to protect your body. Never let the corpse qi seep into your meridians. Once the corpse qi attacks your heart, even a god cannot save you."

Zombies are not afraid of swords and have immense strength. They can smash rocks and break walls with a casual pounce, and even masters of internal energy find it difficult to stop them.

You must also guard against corpse qi.

Among the four, only Wan Shuai can retain some strength, while the others may be injured by the corpse qi if they are even slightly careless.

"Shh!"

In the chaos, a long spear broke through the air and attacked.

Song Meng, the mandarin duck sword master, narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly turned around and swung his sword, the tip of the sword hitting the tip of the incoming gun.

"Ding……"

They both stepped back.

"The Wu family's spear technique." Before coming, the few of them already knew about Black Tiger Wu Chun, including the Wu family's spear technique.

Immediately whispered:

"What is your relationship with that Black Tiger Wu Chun?"

"Humph!"

Zhou Huaijing snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand swung around and shook, actually covering all the people around him.

The zombie took the opportunity to pounce, bending his knees and stretching his arms forward, unleashing a strange and bizarre boxing technique.

Zombie Fist!
His boxing skills were not very sophisticated, but they were extremely suitable for zombies. Relying on his strong body and fearlessness of swords and knives, his continuous punches actually made several people retreat again and again.

"it is good!"

Wu Hyun growled:

"You're just a zombie, don't you think I can't deal with you?"

"Fire Sun Palm!"

"boom!"

The fiery palm force roared out and collided with the thick corpse energy, and thick smoke immediately emerged in the field.

Several people fought quickly in the smoke, and the sound of collision was endless.

suddenly.

"Shh!"

A figure rushed out from the chaos, leaped high with a spear in hand, and touched the stone table in the yard with his toes. The man and the spear together ran towards where Zhu lived.

"careful!"

Wan Shuai roared, but found that several of them had been entangled by zombies without realizing it, and could not get away in a short time.

Got it!

The opponent's target is Zhu Ju, and it has always been.

Right.

This is the Zhu Mansion. If not for Zhu's residence, who else could we be coming for?
He actually didn't care about Zhu Ju's life or death, but he had to give face to his brother-in-law Lu Pu. If he knew that Zhu Ju was killed in his presence, his sister would not let him go after he returned, no matter how Lu Pu would attack him.

When thinking of this, General Wan's face turned extremely ugly. He should not have held back. Now he just hoped that Zhu Ju could hold on for a while longer.

Facing the incoming spear, Zhu Ju's expression remained unchanged. He just gently raised and stretched his arms.

It seems that he has given up resistance.

next moment.

"Crash..."

Several objects were suddenly thrown towards his body, and pieced together into a whole on his body at an extremely fast speed.

Pojun Armor!
When the tip of the spear was less than a foot away from Zhu Ju's eyebrows, the helmet shield quietly covered his cheek.

Tilted head.

"Shh!"

The spear pierced the air.

(End of this chapter)