Chapter Twelve Zhang Zhi Shui

  The zombie Lao Liu, filled with jealous fire, condensed into three corpse fires, rushed towards the small Siheyuan with a swift and fierce momentum. A puff of smoke rose, and the powerful attack of the corpse fire directly turned the Siheyuan into ruins. The seven-layered demonic fire attack was so intense that even if it were an iron house, it would melt like molten iron.

  A wisp of smoke dispersed, the house collapsed, and a piece of tile debris was scattered. Amidst the debris, two strange clouds rose, enveloping Zhang Wu and Zhao Ma, who were both naked at this time. They were both in a sorry state, having been caught off guard by Corpse Old Liu's fiery attack and suffering serious injuries.

  "Old Liu, what are you trying to do!" Zhao's mother blocked in front of him, her eyes wide and staring at Uncle Liu, her full chest heaving up and down, two purple-red dots visible.

  "Hah, what do I want to do? What do you think I want to do? You actually dare to steal a man in front of me! Today, either you die or I live!" Old Liu was furious and laughed maniacally, then charged forward crazily, with flames burning on his body, and struck Zhang Wu violently.

  Zhang Wu dodged the corpse fire, his face changed, and just as he was about to speak, Old Liu had already rushed up. Corpse fire was never the zombie's greatest tactic, its greatest tactic was close combat, every part of its body could be used as a weapon, and it came at Zhang Wu with reckless abandon.

  Earlier, Zhang Wu was injured and then beaten by the zombies in a flurry of blows, his anger surged, and he transformed into his true form, a giant bear over three meters tall, with arms as thick as a grown man's waist, his entire body radiating a red glow, let out a fierce roar, and charged at the zombies, the two-meter-tall zombies suddenly looked like dwarves in front of the giant bear.

  Two guys who are equally skilled in physical combat, both of whom have reached the seventh level of internal energy, exchanged a flurry of blows, with every punch landing squarely on flesh, their hot blood boiling over. Meanwhile, Zhao Ma, whose mind was slightly clearer, stood to the side, unsure what to do, her left and right hands fluttering about in distress.

  The commotion was extremely loud, and the sound of the entire courtyard being destroyed had already woken up many people. Later, countless thunderous roars and crashing sounds even shook the surrounding houses, causing them to tremble with fear. The whole city of Yangzhou was in chaos, something that hadn't happened in years. Terrified residents ran out after hearing the noise and saw a giant black bear and a pale-faced, stiff-bodied zombie fighting in mid-air. Next to them were three strange clouds, which could be identified as evil clouds because they were yellow, white, and red, unlike the pure white auspicious clouds of gods. The scene was chaotic, with people shouting and running wildly, mixed with the loud sounds of the two monsters' battle.

  Taking advantage of the faint light outside the window, he saw this scene from a distance and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. The development of things was better than he had expected. These few monsters really thought that after living in Yangzhou City for a few years, everything would be peaceful? They dared to make such a big move in Yangzhou, thinking that the Daoist sect was just for show. Even strong masters like the North Sea Three Evils could only act low-key, and these few entry-level monsters also dared to be so bold. It's really annoying to live like this.

  Three demons saw the shallowness, anger in their chest, where did they care about this, and fought even more fiercely. Zhang Wu was injured and could not defeat the zombies. He was beaten back step by step. Zhao Ma saw her lover losing, waved a feather duster, and hastily joined the battle. The feather duster shone with miscellaneous light, and together with Zhang Wu, they barely managed to hold off Liu Shu's furious attack. However, unexpectedly, Liu Shu saw his wife join the battle and help her lover, and he became even more enraged, shouting: "You slut, you dare to strike me too!"

  "Old Liu, stop fighting!" Zhao's mother said hastily, still somewhat clear-headed.

  "What makes you think you can't hit me, just because of this mistress of yours?" The zombie was furious, spewing out a mouthful of golden blood, reversing the flow of his true energy. A pungent and extremely foul odor appeared around him, as the blood poured into it, the smell suddenly burst forth, churning and bubbling over. This zombie, Old Liu, was enraged to an extreme degree, not only did he bring out his Zombie True Seal, but also used the Blood Refining Method to stimulate it.

  Zhang Wu glared at Liu Shu and said, "Don't force me!"

  "I'm forcing you, what are you going to do!" The zombie Lao Liu's movements didn't slow down, but instead sped up.

  "Alright, stop fighting! Let's go somewhere and talk!" said Zhao's mother, interrupting them.

  "Get out!" Zhang Wu and Liu Shu almost shouted in unison, scolding Zhao Ma.

  Zhang Wu and Liu Shu both unleashed their true flames, one using the Blood Refining Cauldron to stir up the energy, while the other simply offered a massive black demonic pellet, which rose high into the air, releasing its corrosive energy in all directions. If even a hint of this fell upon Yangzhou City, countless ordinary people would be incinerated.

  At this moment, from a distant, extremely faraway place, a red sword light flashed suddenly. The next moment, it had approached by half, and the moment after that, it arrived above Yangzhou City. Before the person arrived, a voice like a loud bell or drum came: "You wicked demon, how dare you run amok in Yangzhou City? Come and accept your death!"

  The sound was like a phoenix's cry, shaking people's souls. The three demons were shocked and suddenly realized that their feet were not in the deep mountains or vast wilderness, but in the prosperous city of Yangzhou. The opponent approached with his sword drawn, clearly at least a master of the Tao. Seeing the red light of the sword, it was evident that the opponent's sword was no ordinary treasure. The three demons immediately stopped their quarrel and fled in all directions with a tacit understanding.

  "Under my Zhang Zhishui's command, can you run? One sword, three divisions, cutting through water and splitting rocks. Give me a beheading?" The sword light flashed, dividing into three streams, heading towards the three demons. The three demons were extremely frightened, even the zombie Lao Liu regretted it at this moment, constantly urging the demonic cloud under his feet to move faster. However, the Daoist's sword was also a secret technique - the Three Divisions Cutting Water Sword. The sword light was incredibly fast, and before the three demons could escape from Yangzhou City, they were caught up by the three streams of sword light. With a swift swing of the sword, they were beheaded, their bodies falling to the ground, their spirits disappearing.

  Three sword lights converged into one, transforming into a long sword enveloped in red light. A handsome young cultivator loudly declared: "The people of Yangzhou City, the evil has been eradicated, everyone can return home!"

  "Thanks for saving my life!"

  "Long live the gods!"

  "Deities show their might!"

  ……

  The crowd of people knelt down on the ground, chanting in unison. Zhang Zhi Shui seemed to be enjoying it, while Zhou Liang, who was watching from afar, looked thoughtful and murmured: "It's actually him!"

  Zhang Zhi Shui seems to be a disciple of the Tian Xu Sect, and over a thousand years later, he became a famous master. He is not bad, has a strong sense of justice, but is slightly vain. Unexpectedly, he had also been to Yangzhou nearby. The Tian Xu Sect is located in the north, perhaps passing by here, his past self was muddle-headed and didn't know that there was such a powerful person here. If not for another plan, it would be good to directly seek his help, and borrowing this to enter the Tian Xu Sect wouldn't be bad either.

  The crowd's worship made Zhang Zhiwater feel proud and complacent, enjoying the vanity. At this moment, a red light suddenly burst out from the severed zombie head, which had been cut into two pieces. In an instant, it disappeared. Zhang Zhiwater's face changed, and he shouted angrily: "You beast, where are you escaping to!" He chased after it, riding on the red sword light.

  Zhou Liang's eyes lit up and he said, "Is it the Soul Summoning Technique? It turns out that it wasn't a real zombie after all. Zhou Futong is indeed a master of his craft. This way is better, let him speak for himself, it's always more convincing than me saying it!"

  After finishing speaking, Zhou Liang returned to the small courtyard. The three guys were removed, which was equivalent to cutting off one of Zhou Futong's arms. He felt great and even slept more sweetly.

  Yangzhou City has undergone this change, even in the dead of night, no one has the intention to sleep. The appearance of the monster was not long, but its momentum was shocking. Even looking at Xian Chang's performance, it should be that the monsters have not been eliminated. Could it be that they will come again soon? Some clever people started packing their things and preparing to leave Yangzhou City in the evening.