These were not much different from the corpses on the ground. It was as if the corpses on the ground had suddenly climbed onto the roof. However, their skin was darker and harder, glowing like black granite that could move. However, their faces were extremely hideous and ferocious, like man-eating evil ghosts.
"Ghoul Curse?"
Ye Xiaolang's heart stirred as he recognized the origin. He said, "Brother Lu, be careful. These monsters are called Corpse Puppets. They are formed from the corpses of Fengdu's Ghoul Curse in the Ghost Region. They have indestructible bodies and specialize in devouring lifeforce. In their eyes, living people like you and me are as eye-catching as lanterns in the darkness."
Lu Bai Chuan was already unable to correct this form of address. He could only nod and say, "Yes, I have already fought with them. That Ghost Race member can casually create many of them. They can't kill enough of them. Otherwise, Young Hero Ye would not have laughed at us."
Ye Xiaolang said, "Not at all. I have also heard of this Huang Zhu. He has a pure bloodline of a Ghost King. Ordinary cultivators would not even have a chance to fight back if they encountered him."
Lu Bai Chuan felt somewhat ashamed. If not for the Flying Dragon Divine General's inheritance, he would only be an ordinary cultivator that Ye Xiaolang spoke of. He would not even be able to block the Yellow Springs Curse. He could not help but feel even more grateful to the dragon head. This fortuitous encounter was truly too precious.
At this moment, the Corpse Puppets received their orders and pounced downwards.
A thick stench of rot mixed with a brutal aura rained down on the two.
"Brother Lu, rest first. Let me kill these Corpse Puppets first." As Ye Xiaolang spoke, he raised his eyebrows. As he stretched out his hand, a sword shot out from his sleeve. He took a step forward and reached the doorstep, thrusting out the sword in his hand.
There was no sword qi or sword light. Instead, according to the trajectory of the sword, the paulownia wood door seemed to be pulled by an indescribable force. It was removed from the door frame and sent flying, crashing into the Corpse Puppets.
Hoarse roars came from their mouths. Their sharp claws immediately tore the paulownia wood door into pieces.
"Mere inanimate objects dare to embarrass themselves in front of your Grandpa Xiaolang."
Although Ye Xiaolang had only read about it in books, if even Corpse Puppets could scare him, then he might as well not embarrass himself at the Demon-Buster Conference.
At this moment, he recalled the sword techniques that he had painstakingly cultivated. he first took half a step to the side to avoid the pounce of a Corpse Puppet, then took half a step back to avoid the bite of another Corpse Puppet.
He repeatedly avoided fatal threats at the last moment, which made people shudder with fear. However, as if he had some kind of movement technique, his dodging seemed dangerous, but in reality, he was calm and unmistakable.
Lu Bai Chuan looked, a little dazed. He thought. The disciples of Sword. The disciples of Ye Xiaolang was. when. He as as, as he as possible.
At a certain moment, when he seemed to be distracted, Ye Xiaolang suddenly let out a light shout and bent the tip of the sword with his left hand. At this moment, he had already passed several corpse puppets and returned to his original position. He loosened his grip and the sword tip straightened. After a few muffled sounds, the corpse puppets fell to the ground one after another.
Sword as as as as as, as!
Lu Bai Chuan was dumbfounded. He had seen too many swordsmen. Whether in the Divine Continent or the Jambu Kingdom, he had never seen or heard of such a technique.
"I'm sorry. If it was Junior Apprentice Brother Yan, he would have done better." Ye Xiaolang smiled brightly.
Lu Bai Chuan nodded. He did not hesitate to believe this.
Ye Xiaolang could not help but roll his eyes. He thought, Yan Li really knows how to control his subordinates. I was just being humble. "Brother Lu, you said that Desolate Candle only used these Corpse Puppets to exhaust your strength. What was that for?"
"At first, he did not take me seriously." Lu Bai Chuan sneered. "He was careless and was shot by me. I'm afraid that he was injured quite badly."
"Oh?" Ye Xiaolang always had a lot of ideas. He rolled his eyes and snickered. "Brother Lu, come closer."
While he was teaching Lu Bai Chuan like this and this, a group of about a hundred people came from a street that was still intact a few walls away, hurrying toward the other side of the Heavenly Earth.
"Hurry up, hurry up. Don't let my royal brothers get there first!" The leader was a young noble wearing a yellow python robe. He had delicate features, but his behavior was frivolous and impatient. He lacked shrewdness.
His name was Ji Wuhui, and he was the brother of Ji Wuji and Ji Wuyi from the same mother. Although he was regarded as the worst among all the princes, when the empress passed away, Ji Yuyu still conferred him the title of Duke of Nanyang under the pressure of all the officials in the court, and his mansion was located in the southern part of the city.
Ever since he moved into the Prince's Mansion, he became even more lawless and tyrannical. The most outrageous thing was that he had once forcibly taken more than twenty wives. Seven of the wives were beaten to death because they asked for them back.
When this matter was brought to the East Palace, Ji Wuji was furious. He took him to the East Palace and gave him a severe lesson. He was also locked up in the prison for half a year. He had been spoiled since he was a child and had never suffered so much. After he came out, although he restrained himself a lot, he secretly sowed the seeds of resentment. He hoped that his brother, the Crown Prince, would die as soon as possible so that he could be the master of the East Palace.
Now, his wish had suddenly come true, and it caused him to be extremely excited. He gathered all the guards and guests in the estate before rushing over to take Yan Shiyi's head.
He liked to make friends with Jianghu Rangers. In addition to the elite guards brought from the palace, there were only these Jianghu Rangers in the mansion. However, many of them were just scoundrels who catered to his interests and wanted to find a place to live.
Therefore, the whole army, except for Ji Wuhui, who was in high spirits, looked listless. More people were thinking about a new way out.
Zhao Ting was one of the diners who was thinking about a way out. The only difference between him and those scoundrels was that even if he was very excited in his heart, he would not show it on his face. This was also the biggest reason why he could live to this day.
Because of this method, he won Ji Wuhui's favor. Usually, Ji Wuhui would listen to a few words from him. But tonight, Ji Wuhui seemed to be possessed. No matter what Zhao Ting said, he was determined to take Yan Shiyi's head so that he could enter the East Palace.
He was not very clear about what kind of person Yan Shiyi was, but he was very clear about the fact that if the Divine Martial Governor was not a match for him, they were just going to die. The difference was whether they would die fast or slow.
He didn't want to die, so he naturally had to think about a way out. However, Yan Shiyi might not be able to survive. If he ran so quickly and Ji Wuhui didn't die, there would be no place for him to hide in the Mortal World when a bounty was issued in the future.
"Thirteenth Prince, don't worry. In my opinion, you are the legitimate son of the imperial family, and the government values bloodline the most. Since the Crown Prince is dead, you are the most qualified to enter the East Palace according to the rule of 'the legitimate son does not have an elder son.' How can your royal brothers and sisters not think about themselves? They can't compete with you. Besides, this Yan Shiyi is just a nobody. I've never even heard of him before. This subordinate congratulates Your Highness first. Congratulations to Your Highness, no, Your Highness the Crown Prince. "
He winked at Ji Wuhui with a smile. Everything he said was pleasing to the ear, displaying the essence of flattery to a very profound level, making Ji Wuhui beam with joy. However, he still said with a trace of suspicion, "If that's the case, why did you try so hard to persuade me to give up just now?
This was really shooting oneself in the foot.
He reacted quickly and quickly said, "Just now, I thought that the Thirteenth Prince is about to become the East Palace Lord. With such a noble identity, wouldn't it be a disgrace to compete with those inferior princes? On the way, I also thought that this was equivalent to 'personally leading the army' to set an example for the princes, which was very fitting to the Emperor's intention. So the Thirteenth Prince had already thought of this. This subordinate is very ashamed. "These words made even the Thirteenth Prince feel nauseous, and he couldn't help but feel his stomach churn.
Ji Wuhui laughed heartily. After a while, he pretended to be profound and said, "Good, Zhao Ting, you really know me well. When I enter the East Palace, you will be the Crown Prince's personal attendant. I … no, I will make you the Right Assistant Minister General."
As they spoke, they had already crossed the bridge. The corpses piled up like a mountain in front of them suddenly stopped the warm conversation.
"It's here, right?" Ji Wuhui was speechless. However, he had just boasted, and it would be too embarrassing if he turned back now. Thus, he braced himself and said, "Everyone, go and find Yan Shiyi's location. Remember, don't expose him. Don't let him know that we are here to kill people."
Zhao Ting's expression was solemn. If the corpses on the ground were really the work of Yan Shiyi alone, then they really had to escape as soon as possible. There was no need to be buried with this brainless idiot.
After walking for a while, they saw a few shocking traces of fighting. Just as he was about to plan his escape, a demonic chuckle suddenly rang out in their ears.
From afar, there seemed to be two figures fighting fiercely under the moonlight. They could see that there were frequent collisions, and the shockwaves were several hundred meters away, but they still caused damage from time to time. The guards had to protect Ji Wuhui, so they could only brace themselves and rush forward.
The commander said, "Your Highness, it is important to take care of your body. If you are accidentally injured, I will not be able to escape the blame."
"That is Yan Shiyi?"
The purple-haired black saber occasionally became clear, and everyone was stunned by it. Then, they were frightened by the horrifying aftermath.
Comparing the two, Ji Wuhui couldn't help but scold, "Useless. Hmph, if I had such an expert by my side, why would I be imprisoned by Ji Wuji for half a year? That damned bastard … "
Looking at the fierce battle, Zhao Ting thought of more things and said respectfully, "Thirteenth Prince, I see that there are definitely other princes lying in ambush around here. Why don't we also hide and wait for them to finish fighting? It won't be too late to make a move then."
He was calculating in his heart. Yan Shiyi and Duan Wuyue seemed to be evenly matched. If both of them were injured, he might be able to sneak an attack and take down Yan Shiyi's head. Then, he could help Ji Wuhui enter the East Palace, and he could also make a name for himself.
"That's good."
Ji Wuhui heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to go forward anymore.
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