Qiushui and Dongxue never thought that they would have to face such a terrifying battle.
Two beautiful women wearing maid outfits were surrounded by a group of ferocious-looking Chiyou Clan people.
The entire wasteland is densely packed with the Chiyou Clan people! Among them are skeletons holding swords, corpses riding ferocious beasts, and even translucent souls floating in the air.
This army of the living dead from the Chiyou Clan roared and roared, launching wave after wave of attacks on the two women.
I want to eat his flesh and drink his blood!
The two women were leaning against each other, protecting each other's backs.
Dongxue looked resolute, and the silver sword in her hand was already stained with minced meat and semi-dried black blood. Qiushui was sitting cross-legged behind her, with a guqin on her legs.
At first, Qiushui's heart was filled with nervousness, and the sound of the piano was a bit disordered, with many mistakes made. If Dongxue hadn't used the sword technique in time, his body moved around her as agile as the wind, cut open a sword light as clear as snow, and protected it airtight, I'm afraid Qiushui would have died in an instant.
But after starting to play the piano, Qiushui's heart quickly settled down, and he exuded an unworldly aura.
Even though she was surrounded by powerful enemies, the sound of killings was deafening, and dangers abounded, she remained calm and unmoved.
In this way, Dongxue finally handed over his back to her with confidence.
Brush the Lotus, Push the Sound.
Qiushui's mind changed, and the tinkling sound of the piano sounded like running water.
One after another, bright and dazzling lotus phantoms bloomed, and all attacked the living dead rushing at the front.
"Dangdangdang--"
The phantoms of these lotuses seemed to be ethereal and insubstantial, but they shattered the broken handles of the knives and chopped open the flesh and bones of the living dead with the force of cutting gold and jade.
For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, the screams of the living dead could not be heard, and several living dead fell to the ground.
But there were also monsters that broke through this wave of attacks, roared and waved their weapons, making a terrifying sound of breaking wind and whistling, and directly attacked Qiushui.
Qiushui looked calm, had an upright posture, and gently plucked a string.
"Zheng--"
It's not like the sound of a piano, but like the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, with murderous intent.
A moon-white light swept out at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.
This is like an indestructible laser. Any living dead standing in front of it will be cut into two pieces instantly when it touches it, without any suspense.
This group of living dead were quite frightened, but they had no chance to react. Broken flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
"Kill!" A burly centurion shouted, leading the stronger guards around him and heading straight for Qiushui.
However, what greeted it was the killing sound of Qiushui, which was like a gust of wind and rain.
"Jade Zither Heavenly Sound Art", Strings Sweep, Winds Surge.
Accompanied by the clanging music of Qiushui's fingers, wind blades slashed out one after another, like a gust of wind and rain.
Except for the centurion and his bodyguards, all the other living dead who were touched by the wind blade were instantly Protective Gang Qi shattered, their flesh and blood splattered, and they screamed in agony.
But the centurion held a huge bone axe, and brutally chopped all the incoming wind blades into pieces, making a series of "dang-dang" sounds.
Wherever these wind blades passed, trees and rocks were instantly cut and exploded.
He was the first to break through the attack, and the huge bone ax in his hand struck directly at Qiushui's head.
"Variation·Strings Sweep, Winds Surge" Qiushui silently muttered in his heart, and the sound of killing instantly turned into a clear sound of tinkling and flowing water.
Suddenly a strong wind surged up and turned into a tornado. Under the strong wind, the centurion and his bodyguard were swept up into the air, and the ax naturally failed.
"Ding!" Not to be outdone, the centurion immediately used True Essence to control the Gangfeng and disintegrate it.
The tornado that carried dead branches, leaves and rubble finally subsided, but many monsters had already turned around and were hurt by the high-speed rotating rocks.
"If you only have this level, you might as well die!"
The centurion sneered and let out a loud roar.
"Zhengzheng--"
In an instant, all the energy in his body burst out, turning into a sharp sword and shooting out.
The white feathers are like streams of light, like horse racing, full of fierce killing intent.
They rise in the wind, like countless sharp swords, and their momentum is quite terrifying.
"Three Variations on Yangguan." Qiushui After he stopped panicking, his heart became clear and he immediately used countermeasures.
Three Variations on Yangguan uses piano light to form energy similar to Protective Gang Qi, which is mainly used for defense.
In an instant, the sonorous sound of the piano sounded, and every syllable was tight and neat, conveying the meaning of the majestic mountains and the perseverance of the warriors.
Under Qiushui's superb use, an arc-shaped light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Dangdangdang--"
The dense sword energy hit it, making a harsh sound of gold and iron, causing the light curtain to crack with traces.
He managed to block this fatal blow, but at the moment when the barrier shattered, Qiushui was also injured by the force of the counterattack, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Internal organs are damaged.
The sound of the piano turned again and turned into "Night Mooring on the Autumn River". The healing energy was emitted, not only healing the injured internal organs of Qiushui, but also restoring the scars on the body of Dongxue behind him.
Although Qiushui and Dongxue are each fighting against a detachment led by a centurion, Divine Sense has been firmly locked on that floating soul.
It was a Chiyou Clan woman holding a staff, and she was also the leader of this group of Chiyou Army Corps.
The most bizarre thing was that she actually watched her soldiers fall one by one, but never moved. This soul body had previously chanted the ancient Chiyou Clan spell, causing the staff in her hand to be filled with mysterious magic, and the purple light was flowing uncertainly.
But she kept holding the staff and never took action.
As the saying goes, there must be a monster when something goes wrong. No matter how you think about it, this thing is weird.
Soon, the two women understood the reason.
And this discovery almost made their hearts sink slowly...
This woman in the body of a soul finally raised her staff and roared out an ancient language that the two of them could not understand.
"Boom!"
The light from the staff in her hand spread out, hitting the broken Chiyou Clan corpse on the ground one after another.
And these extremely mutilated corpses were put together in an instant, stood up again, and killed Qiushui and Dongxue!
These reanimated, patchwork corpses have no life, nor do they need life.
All she needs to do is to continue to kill the two of them under her control and exhaust them to the last possible extent.
The expressions of the two women instantly became serious.
To capture the thief first, capture the king. In online PK games, kill the nanny first. Everyone knows this truth.
But this is simply impossible to do.
"Collapse--"
Amidst a harsh and sudden vibrato, a string broke between Qiushui's fingers, and his fingers were stained red with blood.
Qiushui's face changed, and he simply refused to do anything and bit off his tongue with a cruel heart. The pain caused tears to flow from his mouth, and he let out an inarticulate cry of pain!
"Pfft!"
She spat out a mouthful of blood on the remaining six strings and strummed them directly!
Heart's Blood Breaking Strike Performance!