Lei Shijiu had brought around two thousand thunder guards with him this time. They were all dressed in the same uniform. All of them wore shiny armor with a lightning insignia on their chests, indicating their identity.
The armor of the thunder guards was specially made by the Artifact Hall. It was extremely tough and could withstand a full-powered attack from a human dao expert without being damaged. It could be considered as high quality.
Lei Shijiu also wore armor, but it was different from the others. It was custom made by the Artifact Hall, so it was several grades higher.
A wave of shining armor surged over like a tide. In the blink of an eye, they came into contact with the zombies.
The thunder guards were adept at attacking, and they were protected by armor. As soon as they came into contact, the zombie army on the flank was caught off guard. In just a short while, over a thousand zombies collapsed.
Yang Xuan had once warned the four guards that the zombies' weakness was their heads. As long as their heads were destroyed, they would not be able to revive. As a result, when the thunder guards struck out, they all aimed their spears at the zombies' heads. With a stab, the energy of the world surged out and directly blasted the zombies' heads to pieces.
The battle continued. Feng Shisan let out a sigh of relief and relaxed slightly. He said, "The zombies are powerful, but they're not as nimble after all. They're not difficult to deal with."
He was relieved, but he failed to realise that Yang Xuan's expression had already become stern.
His soul sense had already enveloped the entire Blood-Blade sect, so he knew everything that was happening on the battlefield like the back of his hand.
Under the gaze of his soul sense, the tens of thousands of people from the Blood-Blade sect had basically all died. Even if there were still survivors, they had been drowned in the tide of zombies and were struggling at death's door. They could not do anything.
Not to mention, the dead people of the Blood-Blade sect had already stood up unsteadily in a place where no one could see. They had become part of the zombie army.
The more they fought, the more there would be. How were they supposed to fight?
Lei Shijiu did not have Yang Xuan's ability to see the entire situation. After blasting a zombie's head with a single stab, he only felt extremely carefree. All his frustrations over the past few days had been swept away.
"Hahaha, all of you bastards, go to hell for me." He laughed heartily as he thrust the spear in his hand. In an instant, a few more zombies fell under his spear.
Around him, a small leader of the Thunder Guards also stabbed a zombie. He laughed and said, "Boss, these zombies aren't that difficult to deal with. I think our brothers in the Thunder Guards can wipe them all out."
"Kid, be careful. Don't fail miserably. His Highness is watching." Lei Shijiu scolded jokingly after smashing a zombie into meat paste.
"Heh, it's precisely to win glory for His Highness." The team leader chuckled.
As he laughed, the spear in his hand vibrated, and he was about to pierce through a zombie.
Suddenly, his movements stopped abruptly.
Not only him, seven or eight Thunder Guards, including him, froze at the same time in a straight line that was more than ten meters long.
In the next moment, seven to eight long black thorns that gleamed with a cold light shot out from the ground, piercing through their armor and bodies.
The battlefield fell silent at the same time. Lei Shijiu rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
After confirming the scene in front of him, Lei Nineteen suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar.
"Little Seven."
Swish!
The series of thorns, after killing seven or eight Thunder Guards, sank into the ground and disappeared without a trace.
Yang Xuan's face was gloomy. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Tell the Thunder Guards to withdraw."
After a pause, he said again, "Bring back the bodies of the eight brothers."
"Yes!" Feng Shisan's face was solemn. Without any hesitation, he accepted the order and left.
"The two of you go and support them." Yang Xuan said to Feng Shisan and Feng Shisan.
After the two of them left, Yang Xuan's face was gloomy.
At this moment, his heart was heavy.
The thorns appeared so suddenly that even his Divine Telekinesis didn't detect them.
Even when his Divine Telekinesis went deep into the ground, he didn't find anything unusual. It was as if the incident just now had never happened.
He felt more and more that the zombie disaster in the four cities wasn't simple.
After receiving the order, the Thunder Guards slowly retreated. There were no more casualties, and the mysterious thorns didn't appear again.
Lei Nineteen's face was red. He straightened his neck and said, "Your Highness, Nineteen requests to go out and fight. I want to kill all of these bastards."
Yang Xuan didn't look at him. His eyes fell on the eight dead Thunder Guards on the ground. After a while, he said, "Do you know what those thorns are?"
Lei Nineteen was stunned. He couldn't say anything else.
Before the thorns appeared, he didn't even sense them, let alone defend against them.
If it wasn't for the fact that the thorns didn't target him, he might have died on the spot.
"Feng Shisan, send people out and see how these zombies will retreat."
Yang Xuan didn't withdraw his gaze from the ground and said indifferently.
Feng Shisan responded and went to arrange it.
Yang Xuan's eyes were still on the eight corpses. He suddenly said, "Nineteen, find a few big iron cages for these eight brothers."
Lei Nineteen was stunned. Then, he understood Yang Xuan's meaning.
He said in shock, "Your Highness, you mean …"
Yang Xuan nodded. "That's right. I suspect that there's something wrong with these brothers' corpses."
Lei Nineteen's face turned grave. He immediately sent people over to make the arrangements.
The Bloody Blade Sect was finished. Under the attack of tens of thousands of zombies, there were no survivors in the sect.
After the zombies couldn't kill anymore, they didn't retreat. Instead, they gathered in the center of the Bloody Blade Sect.
Yang Xuan asked everyone to wait on the spot. Then, he disappeared.
The Bloody Blade Sect was located on a mountain that wasn't too high. The mountain was made of stone. Only the top layer had less than three meters of soil.
Yang Xuan shuttled through the stone mountain at an extremely fast speed, searching for any clues.
He had suspected that the zombies might have appeared from underground. However, after he searched the area around the Bloody Blade Sect and even expanded the range, he eliminated that possibility.
There were no signs of digging underground around the Bloody Blade Sect. The zombies didn't come here through underground tunnels.
During his investigation, he also paid attention to looking for traces of the spikes. However, apart from the row of holes left on the ground, there were no signs of any living beings underground.
If it weren't for the eight Thunder Guards still lying there, Yang Xuan would even suspect that the spikes had appeared.
The spike had appeared abruptly and disappeared abruptly as well. Even Yang Xuan's Divine Sense had failed to detect any traces of it, as if it had never appeared.
After a long while, he returned to the mountain from before.
"Your Highness, what do we do now? Are we just going to watch these bastards strut around here? "Lei Nineteen said unwillingly when he saw the zombies below converge into the Bloody Blade Sect.
"Let's wait. These zombies advance and retreat in an orderly manner. Clearly, someone is commanding them." Yang Xuan said lightly, "Let's wait for the person commanding them to appear."
"Your Highness, why don't I bring people in for another round of killing? I don't believe that the bastard commanding them won't appear after we kill all the zombies here." Lei Nineteen was still feeling indignant. He had a nagging feeling that he had to do something.
"There's no need. Someone will help us." Yang Xuan's gaze landed on an extremely distant spot.
Lei Nineteen was taken aback as he looked over as well.
On the horizon, a tidal wave suddenly appeared. It was accompanied by a fluttering banner. Soon, the word "Martial" on the banner could be seen clearly.
It was the people from the Northwest Martial Alliance.
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