The Ancient Zombie Emperor

On this day, the entire Dead City was in an uproar, so much so that it caused waves to rise. A living person came to Dead City and killed a lot of headless ghosts, causing a huge sensation.

These headless ghosts were not ordinary ruthless people. It was said that when they were alive, they were a master of iron blood, a soldier who expanded their territory in order to help the emperor. Every one of them had a lot of blood on their hands, and could be said to have killed their way out from the pile of dead.

When the Xiushan Mountain was fighting for the biggest piece of fortune, such a steel blooded master was killed by his mortal enemies in the Xiushan Mountain. His head was chopped off, and his corpse was piled up like a crater. Even so, the people who had killed them had paid a heavy price, with a slim chance of survival!

After that, these headless ghosts were nourished by the death aura of the Dead City and lived on using another kind of life. They became a powerful force in the Dead City, standing on equal footing with the D and He Clans, and their leader was a Martial King Ranker!

As expected, Xiao Mu was bountifully wanted by the Dead City, so the headless army made a promise with their own mental cultivation method. Whoever caught or killed Xiao Mu, they would get this cultivation method.

This caused countless ghosts in Dead City to go crazy, and they all joined the group that wanted to capture Xiao Mu. This resulted in the death aura in Dead City billowing even in the daytime as countless ghosts roamed about.

As for Xiao Mu and Wan Er, they were led by the local and were hiding inside a hidden stone hut.

But soon, under a carpet search, their hiding place was discovered by a group of ghosts, their eyes shining brightly. They could only continue to run.

"Aiyo, I've truly been through eight lifetimes of bad luck. You can kill whoever you want, but you can't kill those headless ghosts. These are the vicious people from my previous life." Wang Er complained.

Xiao Mu did not say a word, he also understood the identity of this headless army. According to his conjecture from the handwritten letter, this Iron-Blood Army could be the master of a dynasty that had unified the male Divine State a thousand years ago.

Although this dynasty's life was short, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, it still left behind a bright light.

In the short span of fifty years that he had ruled over the Nantu Divine Land, the founder of this dynasty was a shockingly talented profound practitioner whose cultivation was peerless. He was a tyrant of his generation, and in the short span of a year, he defeated all the Wu Zong with brute force and was bestowed with the strongest Wu Zong — Nie Qingyun!

After he unified the Nantu Divine Land, he used iron-blooded means to rule over his subjects, but because of his perverted nature, it caused the hearts of people to become unstable. In just fifty years, the dynasty anxiously collapsed.

But no one could deny that this person was known as the strongest Wu Zong, or at least invincible within this realm.

"I say, little brother, what kind of enmity do you have with that person?" Wang Er thought of Jiang Youying and said, "As long as the hatred of them not killing their father and stealing their wife and exterminating their family can be resolved."

In the memories of his past life, these were the only few types of battles that the martial cultivation of the world would have.

Xiao Mu chuckled, and said noncommittally: "Even if I wanted to resolve this, they might not be able to."

Wang Er was silent for a moment, then said: "I have a good friend here in Dead City, let's go take shelter at his place first."

After he finished speaking, Wang Er brought Xiao Mu and to a corner of the courtyard in the southwest corner of the Dead City. Wang Er knocked on the door, an alcoholic whose entire body reeked of alcohol opened the door, his eyes rolled around, and when he saw Wang Er, he was shocked, and the alcohol reeked of all of it.

"I say, Old Wang, aren't you trying to trick me by bringing such a person over? If I were to be discovered, I would definitely have my soul dispersed." The drunkard stared anxiously.

"Hehe, for the sake of all these years, you have also secretly drunk quite a bit of my wine. You can't be trying to break off all relations with me at this moment, right?" Wang Er glanced at her.

In the end, the drunk could not refuse Wang Er's invitation and invited them in. The drunkard went out to buy wine when he saw that the wine in the house was all gone. But, after waiting for two hours and seeing that the drunkard still had not come back, Xiao Mu was startled. Did this drunkard betray them?

"Strange, the nearest tavern in the area can only last two incense sticks of time." Wang Er was also confused.

Wan Er glanced and pouted: "That uncle wouldn't betray us right?"

"How is this possible? He's my drinking friend for many years!" Wang Er was immediately unhappy, he slapped the table and stood up with his nose in the air. However, the sound from outside the room had undoubtedly fiercely slapped his face, causing his face to burn.

"Hurry, surround them and don't let them escape!" Rustling and rustling, the sound of footsteps and the rubbing of armor could be heard.

"You fucking bastard!" Wang Er scolded.

However, Xiao Mu carried Wan Er on her back, and with one sword and one person, he rushed forward. Your halberds flashed with a cold light as they stabbed forward. His sword split them apart, and with every step like a dragon, a wave of violent energy exploded forth. The first to be struck was a row of headless ghosts.

This level of combat power had scared the drunkard silly, he never thought that Xiao Mu would reply with such power.

At this time, Wang Er pounced over and roared, "Bastard, you ungrateful bastard, who took you in when you were in dire straits?!"

After fighting to the death, Wang Er tore the drunk man into shreds, venting his anger.

Suddenly, the war horse whinnied, and a force that made Xiao Mu's heart tremble swept over. One by one, the headless ghosts parted as a ghost carrying a horse-chopping knife appeared, and said with a grin: "Ye Xiao, right? You won't be able to escape today!"

Dong!

Xiao Mu did not say a word, his eyes cold, his leg chopping down, causing the ground to shake, and the cracks to appear. He himself wielded his sword and slashed at the ghost.

Clang!

The horse-chopping knife came out of its scabbard and shot out a cold light, which cut across the sky and collided with the Asura Demon Sword ruthlessly. In that moment, sparks flew, the sound of swords clashing exploded, a deafening sound of power of annihilation explosion resounded, scaring all the headless spirits who were nearby away from it.

After the attack from Xiao Mu and the ghost, both retreated a step, a trace of seriousness in their eyes.

"It's been many years, but I've never met a person as strong as you. Seeing that you're so young and have such cultivation, even in my time, you were still a Martial Genius. Today, I'm going to step on a genius's corpse and bathe him in his blood!" The ghost grinned and licked his lips.

The horse-chopping knife moved in front of him immediately, a burst of cold saber Qi swept out, as though there were thousands of men and horses galloping and screaming, it was extremely powerful.

Xiao Mu's eyes flashed, a burst of sword intent burst out from his body, followed by resounding sounds. It was as though there were thousands of invisible immortal swords releasing an unrivaled sword aura.