Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 345 Believe it or not

"Miss Joan of Arc is really... superb in her skills."

Looking at the black horse's newly trimmed hooves, Cen Shu praised from the bottom of her heart: "This craftsmanship is really good."

"A small skill is not worth mentioning. This is what Mr. Zhou said. Too many skills will not be the straw that breaks the camel's back."

Joan of Arc said humbly.

"I guess she wants to be more skilled than she is."

Xu Teda said quietly in the carriage.

"But Miss Jeanne's craftsmanship is indeed very good."

Nodding, Yun Baibai praised: "It's better than our Taixue teacher."

Not something? Can you say that again?

Why do you guys in Beiliang teach everything?

Cen Shu began to fall into self-doubt and began to wonder whether the subjects at Jing Taixue were too simple, or whether the subjects at Beiliang Taixue were too magical. At this moment, Xu Xuan, who was depressed because she had lost her source of fun, suddenly raised her head. Sitting on the edge of the car, she looked at the dense forest not far away, frowned, and whispered:

"Someone is approaching."

Hearing this, Cen Shu was the first to react. Green light surged, two light green Emei thorns appeared in her hands, and a pair of eyes were replaced by vertical pupils.

Joan of Arc didn't react much, or in other words, in her eyes, these slowly approaching soldiers were no threat. After all, although she usually attacks everyone unconsciously with her broken Chinese, her strength is actually the number one person under Zhuge Qing... Zombie... Ma... In short, she is second only to Zhuge Qing .

The giant sword behind her trembled slightly, and Jeanne's red eyes began to stare closely at a place in the dense forest.

"A friend has come from afar, can't he talk?"

Joan of Arc pulled out the giant sword from her back. She sensed the hostility of the soldiers, but politeness prompted her to communicate normally.

The zombie who can talk...

Li Zuoying and Master Xuanji, who were hiding in the woods, felt their hearts sink together. Zombie itself also had levels. The most basic zombies can only kill by instinct and have no concept of words. The zombie in front of him was not only able to speak, but also thought clearly, and did not even swallow the flesh and blood around him subconsciously.

In addition to being a bastard who tampered with famous quotes, this bastard's level of sanity is terrifying.

For the Three Thousand Battalion, this is very bad news. The crazy zombies are not scary, because instincts have loopholes, and bloodthirsty monsters are monsters after all, and they will have their own weaknesses. But once Zombie herself maintains enough sanity, plus her physical strength, and the help of the monsters around her...

There are more ills than good luck.

Letting out a breath, the stronger Jeanne's sense is, the less Li Zuoying and Master Xuanji can let her leave here and go to a densely populated area. The corpse energy leaked by Zombie Wei can infect humans. Once she is allowed to leave, Shangjing, the city closest to here, will become a complete dead city, and even...

Beiliang is not immune.

Thinking of this, Li Zuoying's hand holding the knife began to tremble slowly. This was not fear, but a brief tremor of extreme composure.

I will bear the glory of the thirteen cities in the North Ring and control the enemy here!

Pulling out the broken knife, Li Zuoying made a move. Then, he slowly walked out of the dense forest and faced Jeanne and the others alone.

Looking at Li Zuoying, who was wearing a black helmet and a tiger-like face armor, Joan of Arc suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then showed a warm smile: "Hello, uncle officers and soldiers."

?

Li Zuoying's expression froze.

Of course, it wasn't just him, other people's expressions were even stiffer than his.

what happened?

At this moment, Master Xuanji, who had already enlightened himself, was exuding holy Buddha light. With the determination to die, he walked out slowly, with his hands clasped together in a solemn form.

"Ah, there is also a Bald Ass Master."

Jeanne said happily.

?

The Buddha's light flickered visibly to the naked eye.

"Isn't Jeanne very friendly?" Xu Xuan exclaimed.

"Huh? Not friendly?"

Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment and said innocently: "Is this what Mr. Zhou and Master Ying Yuan taught me?"

"Although I don't know who the Master Ying Yuan you are talking about is, I suggest you stay away from these two people in the future, otherwise you may make some shocking remarks in the future."

Xu Xuan complained.

"But my Chinese has definitely improved."

Joan of Arc said that learning Chinese is still meaningful.

Ding.

The giant sword easily blocked Li Zuoying's short knife, while the spear that went straight to the heart stabbed the heavy armor firmly, penetrating the armor and causing a burst of blood.

Jeanne lowered her head, looked at the spear that pierced her heart, frowned, stretched out her hand, pulled it out and inserted it into the ground. She raised her head, looked at Li Zuoying who escaped from the attack, and asked in confusion:

“Vous ne parlez pas chinois?” (French, don’t you speak Chinese?)

"Zombie can also cast spells?!"

The moment he heard Joan of Arc's incomprehensible words, Li Zuoying's expression changed drastically and he directly covered his ears, trying to block the strange and mysterious sound. The Master Xuanji on the side pushed directly with both hands, and the huge Buddhist seal hit Joan of Arc's body straight up.

"You don't understand this?"

Stretching out his hand, the rich corpse energy casually crushed the seal. Joan of Arc tilted her head, a puzzled expression revealed under her Western-style headgear. She looked at the two of them, frowned, and said, "You can speak English?"

"Formation!"

Li Zuoying couldn't understand Joan of Arc's words at all. In order to prevent the night from becoming too long, he directly drew the formation-breaking sword hidden at his waist. As the blade of the sword flashed, the soldiers who were unknowingly lurking around made the same move. In an instant, a strong killing power surrounded everyone, with endless killing intent.

Three Thousand Battalions Army Formation - Polu Formation.

The moment the military formation was formed, the murderous intent that rushed towards them made everyone beside the carriage feel depressed. Especially Yun Baibai, for almost an instant, a burst of darkness spread in front of her eyes. If Cen Shu hadn't protected her in time, I'm afraid this short-term oppression would have been unbearable for Yun Baibai.

"Why are you hurting people for no reason?"

Cen Shu stood up. She was not suppressed by the momentum of the military formation at all. Instead, she walked in front of Joan of Arc calmly, with a pair of green vertical pupils full of condensed spiritual energy.

"What is the reason for killing Zombie?"

The short knife in Li Zuoying's hand kept trembling, and he could clearly feel the unbearable evil aura of this ordinary-looking woman.

Sixth grade great demon···

Stiff and weird.

There is also a woman in a black dress with no apparent strength, and there is still a faint demonic aura in the carriage. The two silly birds by the window that look extremely stupid are not good birds either.

There seems to be a... normal person?

At this time, Li Zuoying was already sweating profusely. He never expected that what started as an ordinary errand would turn into this. He now seriously suspects that this is the monster who wants to overthrow the rule of the Han Dynasty, colludes with Zonggui, and prepares to give Taiying a fatal blow.

How to fight this?

How to fight?

It’s impossible not to fight!

Li Zuoying's heart sank, but the determination in his eyes was even stronger. He knew that if he backed down, everything would be over. Now the only way to make a louder noise with one's life is to let the three thousand battalion sergeants stationed elsewhere notice this place and stop this terrible monster coup in time.

Come on, life or death!

With determination, the sword was unsheathed.

What he didn't see was that the inconspicuous talisman attached to the edge of the carriage was emitting a faint light, and there was a vague character on it.

week.

(End of this chapter)