Senior brother, how can you fall for such a beautiful junior brother!

They also didn't know that there was an extraordinary master in Jiaopan City who was elusive.

They only knew that many people from the martial arts world had left Jiaopan City yesterday, and that there were only a thousand defenders in Jiaopan City.

They looked at the tightly closed north gate with a glimmer of hope in their eyes, but more of fear.

They didn't know whether the North Gate could keep the monsters out of the city.

A hundred miles away from Jiaopan City, Li Hansong, who was rushing towards Jiaopan City, suddenly stopped.

With a faint smile on his face, he raised his right hand and a snow-white lotus floated three centimeters away from his palm.

It was eerily quiet.

It was not just quiet, the space around him seemed to be completely still.

The falling leaves stopped in mid-air, and the flowers and plants bent by the wind maintained their bent posture.

The whole space is like a still painting.

Only the people in the painting can move.

Li Hansong looked up into the void and said, "Why don't you come out and meet me, old friend?"

For a long time, Li Hansong did not get a response.

The surroundings were still silent. If there were other people here, they would probably think that Li Hansong was suffering from hysteria, as there was clearly no one else here.

However, Li Hansong still stood there motionless. He lowered his eyes and gently stroked the white lotus in his hand with his fingers.

"Of the people from a hundred years ago, only you and I are left now. It's not too late for you to stop now." Li Hansong sighed lightly.

Still no response.

Li Hansong's expression turned a little colder: "Since you don't want to show up, then don't block my way."

As the words fell, Li Hansong raised his hand and pointed into the void.

In the direction he pointed, the space was slightly distorted.

A fallen leaf seemed to move, yet it seemed not to move.

But where the leaves were, a black shadow suddenly appeared and fell to the ground.

There was a dull sound when it landed.

Li Hansong's expression remained unchanged, but he could see the appearance of the black shadow clearly.

He sighed slightly: "My little disciple wanted to kill this man with his own hands, but now he is dead, I am afraid he will be disappointed."

The disciple he was referring to was Lian Li, and the corpse that was thrown out at this time was Monk Sui Xin.

Li Hansong frowned slightly: "I didn't expect that you would be so cruel to someone who worked so hard for you."

This time there was finally a response, a voice said: "I use this man easily, if it weren't for your good disciple putting something on him, I wouldn't have done it."

Li Hansong did not accept his words that the cause of monk Sui Xin's death was on the West Island Master, but said to himself: "His martial arts skills are pretty good. I didn't expect you to kill him directly. I thought... you would train him into a zombie. At least he can barely be considered a top-notch zombie."

The voice said, "Li Hansong, you really should let the world hear what you said. Your hypocritical appearance is really disgusting. If the world knew that the extraordinary person they regard as the leader of the righteous path said such words, I'm afraid they would be disappointed."

"It doesn't matter what I say, what matters is what I do." Li Hansong smiled and said indifferently, "As long as I don't want to, who can hear me say such things? Do you think you can tell others with just your mouth? Besides, I don't care what others think of me."

Seeing that Li Hansong was unmoved, the man lost his guard: "If your disciples knew you were such a person, I'm afraid they would spit on you."

When Li Hansong heard him say this, his smile widened, and he finally laughed out loud: "Except for that little disciple, how could other people not know what kind of person I am?"

The voice no longer followed Li Hansong's words, but lifted the lotus in Li Hansong's hand.

"Give me the lotus, and I will live in the suburbs."

He was talking about life in the suburbs of a city. How could there be life and death in a city?

It only refers to the people in the city.

Li Hansong just looked in the direction where the sound came from, his hands still playing with the lotus.

After a long while, he replied: "It's impossible. It's just an insignificant city. How can it compare to my further progress?"

The voice laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, Li Hansong, you are no better than this. Did you hear it?"

Li Hansong's face changed, as if he didn't expect that there were other people here. He tried to stay calm, but his eyes looked around in a panic.

After a while, a woman in a golden robe who looked about thirty years old appeared in the air. She looked at Li Hansong with a complicated expression.

"I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Another man in silver armor also appeared. He glared at Li Hansong and said, "Li Hansong, I misjudged you."

Finally, an elegant man in green clothes holding a long sword appeared.

He looked at Li Hansong with slightly disappointed eyes, did not say a word for a long time, but just sighed slightly.

Li Hansong's expression changed again and again, but finally he regained his composure.

"If you have time to stop me, why don't you go to Jiaopan City and take a look. There are two of my disciples in Jiaopan City, and Xiyu is proficient in medicine, poison and witchcraft. The life and death of Jiaopan City is not just decided by him."

As soon as he said this, the air around the three people who appeared suddenly rippled, expressing their anger.

Outside the city on the outskirts.

The zombies are less than a hundred meters away from the city wall.

The wall of Jiaopan City is not high to begin with. If tens of thousands of zombies come over, they can be piled over the wall.

What's more, the zombies that have been refined are extremely strong, and Jiaopan City has not been repaired for many years. If the zombies are allowed to charge recklessly, the city walls might even be broken down.

At this time, a martial artist standing on the city wall could no longer bear the sight of such a scene. He shouted, "Isn't there an extraordinary master here? Why don't you take action? Do you really want to watch the people of our city die at the hands of such a monster?"