Seeing Yang Xuan do the same thing and hang Lu Hongfei's corpse on a thorn, Yun Ziyan shut her mouth and turned to leave without saying a word.
She suspected that if she said another word, Bai Qi would hang her on one of the thorns.
She did not dare gamble. At this moment, Yang Xuan was a lunatic in her heart. He was a demon, but he was definitely not a human.
Could a human be so crazy? Could a human be so bloodthirsty?
She would rather believe that Yang Xuan was a demon than believe that he was a human.
"Master, is he really the person you speak of?" She muttered to herself.
Yun Ziyan left without even bidding farewell to the people from the Martial Alliance.
The people from the Martial Alliance also left, scattering like birds and beasts.
No one dared to stay behind. They were also afraid that they would be hung on one of the thorns.
With everyone gone, the only thing left in Dingbian City was a person, a tree, and the zombie soldiers and zombies that were still fighting.
Yang Xuan struck his head with increasing strength. It made people wonder if his head would shatter in the next moment.
Finally, when the stabbing pain lessened, the battle between the zombies and zombie soldiers came to an end.
It was not that either side had won, but that a person had appeared in the zombie camp.
A black mask completely covered his face. His black armor shimmered with a cold light. Beneath him was a black horse, but half of the horse's face was exposed, revealing its white bones.
He was dressed in black, but he held a black spear. The spear tip dragged across the ground, creating sparks.
The zombies spread out like a tide, revealing a huge empty space.
The pain finally disappeared as Yang Xuan smiled.
He gently waved his arm, and the zombie soldiers behind him retreated like the zombies. They left the empty space in the middle for Yang Xuan and the black-armored man.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Yang Xuan said lightly with a sigh.
Black Armor didn't say anything. He just urged the skeletal horse forward slowly. The long spear dragged on the ground, creating an ear-piercing sound.
The locust tree slowly sank back into the ground. Before it sank back into the ground, one of its branches stretched out and brought Yang Xuan to Black Armor.
Black Armor stopped, seemingly sizing up Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, sizing up Black Armor.
After a long time, Yang Xuan suddenly sighed and said softly, "I trust you've been well since we last met!"
Black Armor was silent. After a long time, a voice came from under the mask.
"Long time no see!"
His voice was hoarse and deep, but there was a sense of familiarity to it.
Yang Xuan looked at the black skeletal horse under him and suddenly said something strange.
"I've seen this horse before!"
Black Armor moved his spear forward and said in a low voice, "Yes, I have."
"It wasn't like this when I saw it." Yang Xuan sighed.
Black Armor didn't answer this question. He only asked, "Why?"
"What do you mean why?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Why are you disturbing us?" Black Armor's words were very strange.
However, Yang Xuan seemed to understand. He asked, "Are you the one asking? Or are you asking on behalf of someone else? "
Black Armor was silent for a while before slowly saying, "Master told me to ask."
Yang Xuan sighed again and shook his head. "What is your goal?"
Black Armor didn't say anything, as if he couldn't answer this question.
Yang Xuan asked another strange question. "Are you still alive?"
Black Armor quickly replied, "I'm already dead."
Yang Xuan didn't say anything else.
Black Armor also didn't say anything.
The entire Dingbian City fell into silence.
On one side was Yang Xuan and his zombie soldiers.
On the other side was Black Armor and the zombies behind him.
The scene was strange, but also full of a kind of beauty.
It was probably a cruel kind of beauty.
After a while, Yang Xuan suddenly said, "I want to borrow soldiers!"
"How much?" Black Armor asked.
"At least a million!" Yang Xuan said a number, thought for a while, and added, "The high-end combat strength can't be less than ten percent."
"Impossible!" Black Armor directly refused.
Yang Xuan smiled and said lightly, "I never ask if I can borrow something."
Black Armor raised his spear.
He didn't say anything, but his actions said everything.
"I'm very curious. How can a dead person maintain their consciousness?" Yang Xuan's body slowly floated up and stood in the air. He said lightly, "Su Zhenguo, this is your country, but you're destroying it."
Su Zhenguo!
Black Armor, Su Zhenguo.
The ancestor of Sunwheel Nation, the former Five Qi Venerable, Su Zhenguo.
Yang Xuan was shocked.
Black Armor shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Yang Xuan, you don't understand!"
"I hate to hear this!" Yang Xuan's eyes began to turn red. The feeling of being covered by a red veil came again.
"Let's go, Yang Xuan. While I'm still in charge, take the hundreds of thousands of zombie soldiers you have and leave this place." Black Armor lowered his spear slightly. "It's an existence you can't imagine. Once it discovers the situation here, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."
His head began to hurt again.
Yang Xuan's eyes began to turn red. He raised his fist again and began to hit his forehead. "If I listen to your advice, then I won't be Yang Xuan."
Black Armor was silent. After a while, he slowly said, "You're right. Demon God Bai Qi has never been one to listen to advice."
After a pause, he continued, "Since that's the case, I can only kill you and turn you into one of us."
"No!" Yang Xuan's hand left his forehead, and a red light shot out from his eyes.
"I'll turn you into my zombie soldier!"
With that, he turned into a streak of red light and charged towards Black Armor.
Behind him, red flames filled the sky.
Yang Xuan grabbed a flaming saber with both hands, before viciously swinging it down at Black Armor.
"Let me see how much you've improved after becoming a slave." Accompanied by Yang Xuan's crazy roar, the void was set ablaze by flames.
Facing Yang Xuan's domineering saber, Black Armor lightly squeezed the horse's belly. The skeletal horse suddenly stood up and let out an earth-shattering neigh.
At the same time, the black spear in Black Armor's hand pierced toward Yang Xuan's saber from bottom to top, carrying a thick black aura.
Boom!
A huge boom reverberated in all directions.
From the point of intersection between the spear and saber, layers of ripples spread out in all directions like water ripples, emitting crackling sounds.
The skeletal horse's legs bent, and its front hooves moved, directly kneeling on the ground. Black Armor's black spear was also fiercely swept away, almost flying out of his hand.
Looking at Yang Xuan in midair, he somersaulted in the air and flew back a few feet before stabilizing himself.
"It really is the True God Mirror!" He said word by word.
At the same time, Black Armor's originally calm voice revealed a trace of shock, "True God Mirror?"
His head was hurting more and more.
Yang Xuan's eyes became even redder. He hit his forehead hard, trying his best to suppress the torrential pain.
He began to understand.
Every time he used his strength, the unbearable pain would attack him. The more strength he used, the more intense the pain.
This pain penetrated deep into his soul.
"I'm beginning to hate this world." He panted, and hit his forehead hard. His voice was hoarse and bloodthirsty.
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