The daily life of Dali Siqing

Chapter 115 True Martial Art
Walking corpses appeared in front of Yang Qingyuan.

Corpse puppets, a large number of corpse puppets, are actually hidden in Anfu.

After a while, the courtyard and the small courtyard were surrounded by corpse puppets.

All the corpses were stiff, screaming and roaring from time to time, a bit like the ancient version of Resident Evil.

Yang Qingyuan watched more and more corpse puppets slowly appearing in the courtyard, his face turned pale with fright.

Involuntarily murmured the formulas of the later Taizu in his mouth.

"A thorough materialist is fearless!"

"thoroughly……"

But zombies are too inconsistent with materialism!
After combining the secret arts of Maoshan and Xiangxi schools, the Western Region Divine Weapon Art has far surpassed the previous ones in terms of visual impact. For a person like Yang Qingyuan, who even felt sick to his stomach watching Biohazard in his previous life, it is really terrifying.

The effect of using it at this time far exceeded An Shigeng's imagination.

It directly frightened Yang Qingyuan, An Shigeng could be seen with the naked eye, Yang Qingyuan's face was tense, and cold sweat even oozes from his forehead.

"My lord, this is An Shigeng's Divine Weapon of the Western Regions! These zombie puppets are controlled by golden needles on the back of their heads. You only need to hit the head hard to kill them!"

Saying that, Ji Yaohua flew down and kicked a corpse puppet on the head.

The corpse puppet was knocked down by a powerful force, but it was not completely killed as Ji Yaohua said, but got up again under Ji Yaohua's unbelievable eyes.

After finally being able to show his skills in front of Yang Qingyuan, he failed to pretend to be successful.

Annoyed, Ji Yaohua jumped back and avoided the corpse puppet's attack.

"Xiao Yaohua, you still remember the Huangli calendar a long time ago! These war puppets are no longer what they used to be! They have lost their golden needles!"

An Shigeng's magic weapon combined with the Maoshan traitor's corpse refining method, coupled with the mysterious witchcraft, now the corpse puppet has become controlled by Gu insects.

As he spoke, An Shigeng shook the bell in his hand, and all the corpse puppets in and outside the courtyard desperately crawled towards the roof.

On the bell, there are four different styles of seals, but they are ghostly and not as authentic as Taoism.

"My lord! What now!?"

Ji Yaohua looked at Yang Qingyuan, whose face was slightly pale, and was used to seeing Yang Qingyuan, who was usually holding a wisdom pearl and planning strategies, and felt that Master Yang was inexplicably cute today.

Yang Qingyuan also reacted from the initial panic, and the fine steel long sword in his hand turned into a white light.

The true martial art of subduing demon swordsmanship, this is Yang Qingyuan's incomplete chapter found in the Zhige Pavilion of the Hanlin Academy. There are no more sword moves, only a few words left, Yang Qingyuan got a glimpse of the sword's intent with Daotong.

It is rumored that it was created by a sword emperor surnamed Xie a hundred years ago. It is said that this person's martial arts and swordsmanship are close to the realm of heaven and man, not inferior to Bodhidharma, the first ancestor of Zen Buddhism, and similar to immortal Buddha.

When Yang Qingyuan got this sword technique, he thought that this should be the sword technique of the third young master of Shenjian Villa, but he didn't expect that in this world, the third young master turned out to be a person from a hundred years ago.

It took Yang Qingyuan three years to deduce a sword technique by combining with Wudang's true martial arts and profound kung fu with his magical pupils.

When it comes to Xuan Ao, it is still above Qingfeng Thirteen Swords, if you want to get a glimpse of the whole picture, I am afraid it will point directly to the peerless martial arts above Dong Xuan.

Originally, Yang Qingyuan's swordsmanship was light, nimble and sublime, but at this moment it has changed beyond recognition, changing the previous sword rhyme.

With a sword slashing out, at this time Yang Qingyuan's body is full of mighty and ancient sword energy, it seems to be full of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and the mighty devilish energy is attached to the sword.

With one sword strike, all the corpse puppets in the courtyard fell to the ground.

The South Dipper will live, and the North Dipper will die.

Xuanwu is the god of the north, rumored to be the god of destiny, and can pass through the nether world. Although the sword energy of this move is not fierce, the sword intent on it is indeed the nemesis of corpse puppet, a monster whose life and death are hard to define.

It is also because of the true meaning that Xie Xiaofeng, who became a master in the later stage, can rely on it to break the life-and-death lore of the No.15 sword and practice the true martial arts of subduing demons.

Yang Qingyuan couldn't help but secretly praised in his heart.As expected of the crippled moves left by the Sword Emperor Xie Xiaofeng, they turned out to be so powerful after being deduced. If Xie Xiaofeng was still alive, he might be a strong contender for the second place in the world.

Looking at the entire ancient system, Xie Xiaofeng, who is a master of martial arts, should also be the one who protects the three and contends for the first.

Yang Qingyuan, who performed it, was shocked by the power of the true martial arts, let alone An Shigeng and others who witnessed it.

At the moment when the sword was triggered just now, An Shigeng even felt that his own life and death were beyond his control.

After a sword strike, the corpse puppets in the courtyard seemed to have no wounds, but nearly a hundred corpse puppets had fallen to the ground, completely corpses.

After Yang Qingyuan performed this move, his sword hand trembled slightly.

It wasn't that the real energy was consumed too much, but that this sword put too much burden on Yang Qingyuan's body.With his martial arts realm, it is difficult to use this level of swordsmanship. At this moment, he is forced to use this sword with his innate body.

But if this sword technique is used continuously, the innate body may not be able to withstand the invasion of sword intent.

It can be used up to three times. Yang Qingyuan felt some of his own situation and came to such a conclusion.But looking at the corpse puppets pouring in outside the courtyard, not to mention three swords, even ten swords may not be able to kill them all.

Similarly, An Shigeng also saw Yang Qingyuan's right hand holding the sword slightly trembling under the moonlight.

"This sword is indeed very powerful, but with Master Yang's cultivation, he can still use a few swords!" An Shigeng smiled proudly, "I won't wait for you! Master Yang, you and Xiao Yaohua have fun here!"

After An Shigeng was about to leave, before turning around, he added, "Master Yang can also try to leave with light work!"

A seemingly kind reminder, but with a weird smile on his face.

Of course Yang Qingyuan knew what An Shigeng meant. The reason why he and Ji Yaohua were attacked by the corpse puppets was probably because of the scent just now.

Once he and Ji Yaohua leave with light skills, these corpse puppets will follow the smell all the way out of Anfu, and then there will be chaos in the capital, with countless casualties.

Gentlemen can be bullied, and An Shigeng is sure that he will not dare to lure the corpse out of An's mansion.

Although these corpse puppets are not as powerful as the 35 corpse puppets in the dock, they are as numerous as bull lice.

But Yang Qingyuan did have a psychological shadow when he saw these corpse puppets, and he didn't dare to go up to fight head-on.

What zombies? !What the hell! ?Yang Qingyuan really cannot accept this kind of thing that does not conform to the Basic Law.

"My lord! What should we do now?!" Ji Yaohua followed Yang Qingyuan and jumped onto a tall building, but it couldn't last long, and soon the corpse puppet would also climb up.

Yang Qingyuan put on a bitter face and spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know what to do? !Now they can only wait for Li Xunhuan, Di Zhiyuan and their reinforcements to arrive soon.

Ji Yaohua looked at the powerless Yang Qingyuan and couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you a Taoist priest?! Why can't you even deal with a few corpse puppets!?"

"Where am I a Taoist priest?!...That's right!? I'm a Taoist priest!!!" Yang Qingyuan was about to refute, but suddenly felt that Ji Yaohua's words were inexplicably reasonable.

If it's just the Western Region's divine weaponry, Yang Qingyuan may really have no way to break it, but if it is mixed with Maoshan and Xiangxi's corpse-refining sorcery, it will be different.

Although Wudang belongs to the Dao Wu lineage, Yang Qingyuan has a friend who is the little celestial master of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.

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