"Old man, we meet again!"

It was like a bolt from the blue.

Zhi Nazhigu, who had originally had a calm expression, suddenly changed his face. His eyes were as sharp as a giant, piercing through the darkness. He looked at Niu Bu's ordinary face and was extremely shocked.

"You, it's you!"

"How is this possible? How could it be you!"

Zhi Nazhigu was extremely shocked. He looked at Niu Bu and stretched out his right arm. For some reason, Zhi Nazhigu suddenly felt an extremely sharp pain in his broken arm.

"Why can't it be me?"

Niu Bu's face was full of confusion. Why did this old Biden from the Qi family look so terrified? Many of him died when he fought in the Iltsk Oasis dungeon, but he had never seen such a look on the faces of the barbarians in the Iltsk Oasis dungeon!
"You, could it be that you are from the Yin-Yang family and have learned the [Resurrection Technique] or [Resurrection through Corpse Borrowing]?"

It is not impossible for a person to come back to life after death.

The Zhiyin faction of the Yin-Yang School has many methods to bring people back to life, but this young enemy general who was at the level of self-cultivation and cut off one of his hands was clearly from the school of military strategists and military skills, so why did he have the magical power to bring people back to life?
If the military strategists and military tricks can master the means of resurrection, then...
Zhi's gaze pierced through Niu Bu. When he saw clearly the soldiers behind Niu Bu, his spine instantly went cold.

Most of the soldiers behind Niu Bu were the ones who died with him that night.

The military strategists' school of military skills, the military strategists' school of military formations, the military strategists' school of yin and yang, and the Confucian Gongyang school!
These four schools of thought that were least likely to master the ability of resurrection have all been resurrected today.

"How can this be?"

"You all actually came back to life!"

Zhi's spine was cold, and the Langya hammer in his left hand could not give him a sense of security.

"Why not?"

Niu Bu repeated what he had just said. Just as he was about to ask, Zhi Nasui held the Langya Hammer in his hand and pointed it at Niu Bu, as if to intimidate Niu Bu and also as if to give himself courage: "Whether you have learned the power of resurrection, resurrected and returned, or crawled out of that Fengdu, I will suppress you today and make sure you will never be resurrected!"

"Kill them! I want to capture them alive and suppress and seal them all!"

"I want to see if you guys can continue to revive after I suppress you!"

Zhi Nabun held the Langya Hammer in his left hand, his eyes opened between his eyebrows, and two illusory arms appeared behind him.

Taoist supernatural powers [opening the third eye] and [three heads and six arms].

The three lights converge, focus on the heart of heaven, and be reborn against the law, then you can open your third eye.

A heavenly eye suddenly emerged from between Zhi's bony eyebrows. He seemed like a god walking in the human world, and all the vanity in the world returned to dust.

"Damn, this is really a Taoist magic."

"The damn barbarians have mastered the magical powers of Taoism. It feels like the Japanese devils are living in the Forbidden City!"

Seeing that Zhi's bone had opened its third eye and two phantom arms appeared on its body, Niu Bu's heart was ablaze with anger. He held the Mo Dao in his hand and swung it fiercely at Zhi's bone:
"Brothers, kill! Today we must not only stop these barbarians, we must even counterattack Beiting and recapture Beiting!"

"Kill, old man, take my arrow!"

Zheng Sanshui bent his bow and shot at the moon. The arrow flashed past and instantly hit Zhi Nazhigu.

Zhi's illusory bone arm waved calmly and blocked Zheng Sanshui's arrow. Zheng Sanshui was just one step away from entering the realm of self-cultivation. Seeing that his arrows could not hurt the BOSS, he immediately changed direction and shot the cavalry behind Zhi's bone arm.

"Kill! Follow me!"

A round moon appeared above Zhu Chongsheng's head. The next second, Zhu Chongsheng swung his ring-handled sword fiercely, chopped the moon above his head directly into pieces, and merged it into the player's body.

The troops are in the same formation, [burn their boats and break their bridges].

The battle between the two sides was about to break out, and hundreds of players put their magical powers into practice. Zhang Xiaoti directly transformed into a two-meter-four tall tough guy. He was full of righteousness and stood quietly beside Niu Bu, waiting for the player to trigger the magical power [Great Revenge].

"They are stronger than before!"

Zhinazhigu remembered Zhang Xiaoti of the Gongyang School of Confucianism and Niu Bu, who was their leader. He felt his scalp tingling as he looked at Zhang Xiaoti, who had already entered the realm of self-cultivation.

Where did this group of enemies who claim to be the new army of Yancheng of the Imperial Shang Dynasty come from? Not only can they be resurrected from the dead, but their strength is also constantly improving. Are they the strongest guards of the Emperor of the Imperial Shang Dynasty?
Zhi Nazhigu had never seen the Imperial Guards of the Shang Dynasty. He had only heard that the Shang Dynasty had an extremely terrifying Imperial Guards that were invincible and could conquer every battle. Even facing the powerful ones who could pacify the world, they could still deal with them.

I think that even if the army in front of us is not the royal guard of the Emperor of the Shang Dynasty, it is almost the same.

Hundreds of cavalrymen charged and collided with the Beiting barbarians. In a flash, the player cavalry camp was instantly broken and scattered, and players were killed by the enemy one by one.

Although Zhi Nazhigu ordered to capture them alive, swords have no mercy and there is no way to show mercy in the fighting on the battlefield.

Players were killed one by one, and their bodies fell off their horses. Niu Bu and Zhang Xiaoti looked at each other. After the death of the players, Zhang Xiaoti, who possessed the great power of revenge, was occupied by the angry idea of ​​revenge. At this moment, he just wanted to kill the barbarians!

"Brother Niu, I'll go first!"

It seemed like a cycle. After hundreds of cavalrymen died and only Zhang Xiaoti and Niu Bu were left, Zhang Xiaoti, who had stacked up [Great Revenge], slowly dismounted from his horse, grabbed the blood on the ground and smeared it on himself.

The blood is the blood of comrades.

With warmth.

"You killed my comrades, and now I have no choice but to wash blood with blood!"

Faced with the death of his comrades, the Confucian Gongyang School had only the idea of ​​revenge. Zhang Xiaoti, who used the magical power of "repaying blood with blood", rushed towards the enemy camp with red eyes. At this moment, he was completely blinded by hatred, and the only thing in his mind was killing.

After entering the realm of self-cultivation, Zhang Xiaoti displayed the magical power of [Haoran Zhengqi], and his height suddenly increased from two meters two to two meters four. Coupled with the magical powers of [Blood for Blood] and [Great Revenge], facing the attack of several cavalrymen in the realm of self-cultivation, Zhang Xiaoti gently waved his Mo Dao and instantly cut the rushing cavalrymen in half.

Zhang Xiaoti, who ranks second on the Taoism list, is the most powerful player after Niu Bu. At this moment, he has much of the style of Niu Bu in his past.

"A bunch of corrupt scholars dare to clamor for revenge?"

"In my opinion, among Confucianists, only the Guliang School is a true Confucianist. You Gongyang School members are nothing but thugs!"

Zhi's bone was fighting against the Gongyang School and the Guliang School. Zhang Xiaoti just grinned. He waved his Mo Dao and chopped fiercely at Zhi's bone.

clang!
The gap between the Self-cultivation Realm and the Qi Family Realm is huge. Zhang Xiaoti, who can easily kill several people in the Self-cultivation Realm, could not block a single move of Zhi Na's Langya Hammer and was instantly hammered into a pulp.

Blood splashed on Niu Bu's face. With grief and anger written all over his face, Niu Bu, holding a Mo Dao in his hand, dragged it on the ground and slowly walked towards Zhi Nazhigu.

"It's this move again!"

Seeing Niu Bu dragging his sword forward, Zhi Nazhigu felt vaguely uneasy. This time he did not give Niu Bu a chance to accumulate strength. Holding the Langya Hammer, he quickly rushed towards Niu Bu.

"You just remembered to charge?"

"late!"

[Common hatred against the enemy] [Demon] [Great revenge] [Great righteousness] [Queyue battle array] [Destroy the cauldrons and sink the bridges].
Niu Bu, who combined the strength of hundreds of players, looked at Zhi Nazhigu rushing towards him, holding a Mo Dao, and turned around and ran without hesitation. Zhi Nazhigu, who was following behind Niu Bu, shot out a ray of light from his third eye, focusing on the warhorse under Niu Bu.

The warhorse fell to the ground instantly, and Niu Bu leaped up and landed steadily on the ground. He continued to escape without hesitation, as if he was frightened out of his wits.

"How did he escape?"

The uneasiness in Zhinazhigu's heart reached its peak. With one head and four arms, he smashed the Langya Hammer in his hand fiercely at Niu Bu. At the same time, spiritual energy enveloped the warhorse and chased Niu Bu even faster.

The Langya Hammer swelled up in the wind and instantly became a small mountain. At this moment, Niu Bu suddenly stopped fleeing. He looked at Zhi Nazhigu who was about to catch up and laughed out loud: "The martial arts master who shocked China has only used his unique magical power once and a half in his life.

Now that I have imitated you poorly, I will definitely kill you!"

The dragging sword slash while pretending to escape is the real magical power of the Martial Saint - [Drag the Sword]!
Inheriting the power of his ancestors and combining the strength of hundreds of players in one person, Niu Bu displayed the unique skill of dragging the sword, which was feared by Guan Yu, the martial saint of China.

Even though this time it was still a crude imitation, the world lost its color in an instant.

The Mo Dao cut off the mountain-like Langya Hammer and chopped towards Zhi's bone with undiminished power.

Zhi Nazhigu reacted quickly and used his four arms to block the Mo Dao, but he was just a small Qi family, so how could he stop the Martial Saint's unique skill [Drag the Sword Tactic].

puff!
Blood instantly gushed out from Zhinazhigu's body. Zhinazhigu, which was split in half by the Mo Dao, had his eyes wide open.

He never thought until his death that he would be killed by a soldier in the self-cultivation realm. (End of this chapter)