Chapter 207: Martial Arts and Daoist Spells

The flames hit the black-haired zombie, suddenly wrapping it up and splashing in all directions, illuminating the village alley as bright as broad daylight.

Even though the black zombie's black hair was as hard as steel wire, it quickly turned red, curled up, and fell off in the spiritual fire.

*Deng deng deng! * Even Luo Seng retreated repeatedly!

He only felt that this fire was much hotter than ordinary fire.

Compared to the fire spat out by the young scholar outside Danxun City years ago, it seemed it was no longer the same thing.

The flames quickly extinguished.

The moonlight immediately spilled down.

Five beans flew in different directions, four of which flew towards the black-haired zombie, and before they even landed, they had already turned into five armored soldiers, landing with a bang in their heavy armor.

Two armored soldiers were in front of it, and two were behind it, just surrounding it.

The sound of broken tiles came from the courtyard wall in the distance again.

Luo Seng glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw it was the archer, who had stepped on the tiles because his armor was heavy, but he had also stood firm, nocking an arrow and drawing his bow with his back to the crescent moon.

"Warriors! Help me eliminate the demon!"

Actually, there was no need for his call; two shields had already collided with the black zombie at the same time.

Several blades and swords were raised and slashed down.

One black zombie, four armored soldiers—their figures were not small, and they squeezed and shoved against each other. But then, arrows broke through the air, accurately weaving through the gaps between the four armored soldiers and shooting towards the black zombie's head.

The scene was very chaotic for a moment, full of the friction of armor, the competition of strength, and the crisp sound of metal colliding, creating a murderous atmosphere that spread in the dark night.

Sparks flew in the dark night, not knowing how many.

Luo Seng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

It felt like a battlefield.

That black zombie should have attained some climate, its whole body was like indestructible diamond, and it possessed immense strength. One claw could destroy a stone courtyard wall. But when they really fought, Luo Seng was surprised to find that the armored soldiers transformed from beans by this Daoist, although not as flexible and light as *jianghu* experts, also possessed immense strength. Every slash and every sword strike on the black zombie produced sparks, and in the sparks, some fishy and smelly debris splashed out.

Especially two of the armored soldiers, whose bodies under the armor seemed to vaguely carry thunder patterns. Every time they slashed, there was thunder energy and electric light, slashing the thing until its black smoke drifted unsteadily.

And this black zombie was no vegetarian either. Its claws grabbed at them crazily, but because they wore heavy armor, it also produced sparks.

Even if it avoided the armor, there was no flesh and blood under the armor of these armored soldiers, and they didn't fear it either.

How could Luo Seng sit by and watch them fight?

Hooking his foot, a long spear that had fallen to the side flew into his hand.

Just as he was about to rush up with the spear, he saw the Daoist opposite chanting a spell and pointing at the black zombie.

Silently, the black zombie's legs suddenly sank, as if several invisible people were pressing on it out of thin air, making its movements sluggish.

But it possessed immense strength after all.

Before Luo Seng could reach it, it crashed out from among the four armored soldiers, seemingly sensing who posed the greatest threat to it, and rushed directly towards the Daoist, its speed as fast as the wind.

The footsteps of the armored soldiers were heavy, and they couldn't catch up at all.

Even Luo Seng couldn't catch up to it.

"Ying-woo!"

Only the white fox stepped on the wall beside it, running slightly ahead of it, spitting out black smoke from its mouth, trying to block its vision.

Dark night, black smoke, thick as ink.

Lin Jue was a bit surprised—

This Mountain Pressing Down seemed to have no effect!

Cultivating to this day, his Daoist cultivation had already surpassed that old fox in Li Village at the time. It was just that his attainments in the spell "Mountain Pressing Down" could not catch up to it for the time being. With one diminishing and one growing, it could be considered a cancellation.

He had just added about several hundred jin of weight to this black zombie with this move, but he didn't expect that the black zombie's strength was too great, and the weight that could have seriously injured an ordinary person and made himself almost unable to walk had such a small effect on it.

Lin Jue didn't dare to be careless.

Immediately, he spread his right hand, and several flying swords appeared out of thin air. With a short spell, they shot straight forward.

He spread his left hand, and another long sword appeared.

His right hand happened to grasp the hilt.

Unexpectedly, that black zombie didn't know if it was low intelligence or simply didn't care about those flying swords, its speed didn't stop at all, letting the flying swords hit its body, knocking out some flesh and blood debris and bouncing off, rushing straight out of the black smoke.

*Chi! * The long sword left its sheath!

The black zombie had already arrived in front of him.

A claw of black wind slapped down.

A cold light of the moon greeted it.

When the two sides approached, the Daoist held his breath and concentrated, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of clear energy.

Then he heard a *clang*!

The black zombie's claw slapped onto the long sword, its strength easily overpowering the Daoist, slapping the sword back and hitting the Daoist's body.

However, at this time, the Daoist had already turned into a stone statue.

Only heard a sound of "Daoist friend, help me."

"Bang!"

The stone statue flew out backwards.

"Awoo..."

But heard the black zombie let out a scream!

Luo Seng rushed over with the spear and found that at some point, besides black hair, many tender buds had grown on the monster's face, quietly blooming into flowers under the moonlight.

This monster only had death energy and no vitality. However, after half a year of descending the mountain, although Lin Jue's Blooming in an Instant had not yet reached the level of seizing a person's lifespan, it could also absorb magical power and essence.

This time, it absorbed the corpse energy on its body.

The black zombie was naturally angry and painful.

But before it could react, another long spear whipped towards its face like a whip.

A martial artist skilled in combat definitely used all his strength in every move, not wasting a bit. Luo Seng's spear whip not only did this, but even borrowed momentum and stored strength, as if the air had been cut open.

With a muffled bang, flowers and leaves splashed on the black zombie's head.

One eye was immediately exploded!

But it didn't care at all, just used its claws to slap away the branches, leaves, and flowers on its head, continuing to rush towards Lin Jue.

Lin Jue had just landed and fallen, and hadn't stood up yet.

If it rushed over, even if Lin Jue turned into stone again, he would likely be torn into pieces.

But who could have thought that just as it rushed halfway, the water buffalo in the cow shed next to it actually abandoned its fear, crashed out of the shed, and used all its strength to crash towards it.

It was true that the black zombie possessed immense strength, but this water buffalo was also in its prime, growing sturdy and strong, likely weighing one or two thousand jin. With such a full-strength crash, who could block it?

Luo Seng opened his eyes wide.

*Boom! *

Seeing that the black zombie only had time to leave a wound on the water buffalo, it was directly overturned by the water buffalo and crashed heavily into the wall behind it.

Luo Seng seemed to feel the wall trembling.

So the "Daoist friend, help me" from the Daoist's mouth just now wasn't calling him, but this water buffalo?

Such a thought flashed through his mind, but his hands didn't stop.

A silver dragon rushed over diagonally, piercing into the black zombie's face.

The four armored soldiers who looked like heavenly soldiers also rushed over, without hesitation, raising their blades and swords for a round of slashing, first cutting off its hands with a dozen slashes, then cutting off its feet with dozens of slashes.

The black zombie struggled hard, and the wall behind it collapsed with a bang.

But saw the Daoist unhurriedly climb up, first performing a Daoist salute to the water buffalo:

"Many thanks for your help."

Only then did he walk over and look down.

In the ruins of the wall, a black-haired monster was pressed down tightly. Its hands and feet had all been cut off by the bean soldiers, and its head had also been cut off by Luo Seng. The black blood in its body had almost solidified, falling everywhere like tofu, but its body, head, and hands and feet were still moving.

"Everyone, please let me handle it."

Several armored soldiers immediately stood aside silently for him.

Luo Seng also stood to the side.

Then saw the Daoist walk over and spit out.

Fresh flowers immediately bloomed on the black zombie's body on the ground.

The Daoist spat out energy continuously.

Before long, the originally ferocious and terrifying evil thing seemed to have become a humanoid bouquet, gradually becoming motionless.

"Dead?"

"The corpse energy has dissipated, it has died once again."

Lin Jue answered while finding the head that had been cut off, using his sword to push away the dense branches, leaves, and flowers, and also pushed away the black hair to look. It was vaguely distinguishable that it was indeed a person's facial features.

"Could this thing be the source of the zombies that often appear in this place?"

"Perhaps." Luo Seng panted and also checked carefully, "But before this, it had never come out to cause trouble. Even if it was here before, it should have been hiding and practicing or something."

"Is there anyone left in that wealthy family?"

"There are still quite a few people."

"Go back and ask."

Only then did the Daoist release fire again, burning the black zombie for who knows how long, spending half of his magical power, before burning it clean.

"Let's go back."

Luo Seng put away his long blade and picked up his long spear.

"Good."

Lin Jue didn't forget to lead the water buffalo.

The water buffalo had been scratched by the black zombie and had lost quite a bit of blood. At this time, the wound had already turned black.

"Daoist friend, you have suffered. I will stop the bleeding for you first, and then bandage it after we go back. As for the corpse poison, please rest assured, after the detoxifying stone is sun-dried, I will definitely suck it out for you."

Lin Jue said to it and walked back.

Luo Seng watched him calmly from the side.

The Xu-surnamed ghost appeared from who knows where, following them forward, his eyes showing shock, but it wasn't surprise at Luo Seng, whom he already knew, but surprise at Lin Jue, asking in shock: "Daoist, could you be an immortal?"

"How is that possible?"

"If you are not an immortal, why do you have so many immortal spells? Why could you eliminate this black zombie?"

"I wasn't the one who cut off its head."

Lin Jue said so, and before his eyes, it seemed that Luo Seng's continuous blade light flashed again, which amazed him.

In five years, it seemed his skills were still rising.

Even to the point of almost waving out blade *gang* energy.

He didn't know what level he was considered in the *jianghu*.

But this question was soon answered.

"Lord Luo's martial arts are rarely matched in the world, and this blade technique is second to none, naturally powerful. But if it weren't for the Daoist, if Lord Luo wanted to eliminate it, I think it would have been a bitter fight," the Xu-surnamed ghost said while following them, sighing with hatred. "Nowadays, in this world, I don't know how many such scourges there are, and I don't know how many people have been harmed."

"Yes."

Returning to the front of the wealthy family's courtyard, the two stopped every two steps, only to see two headless corpses of black zombies lying outside the gate.

Seeing that the hair on these two black zombies was still shallow, and the corpse energy and death energy were still faint, they should have been villagers who died and turned fierce a few days ago, not killed by those *jianghu* people and constables. They hid when it was bright and came out to wander or cause trouble when it was dark, and were beheaded by the Junior Xiao Shimei.

For ordinary people, this black zombie was indeed not dead even after its head was cut off, and still moved even after being chopped into minced meat. However, with the blessing of the Sword Attachment Spell, it was about the same as an ordinary person.

Lin Jue crossed the courtyard gate and looked inside.

The Junior Xiao Shimei was sitting against the wall holding her sword, with two retainers holding sticks beside her, their faces full of surprise.

They had originally seen the process of this female Daoist slaying the zombies—

They had originally thought that this female Daoist would also be like those *jianghu* warriors before, drawing her sword and relying on martial arts to fight these zombies, but they saw her just take out a bell, shake it gently, shaking out a crisp sound, and those two zombies immediately stopped moving. Even they felt dizzy, and by the time they reacted, the zombies had already been beheaded.

And they clearly remembered that this bell was just a decoration hanging on the neck of her donkey.

Before they could recover from the shock, the warrior named Luo Seng and the other Daoist returned.

The crescent moon was like a hook, and the outside of the gate was dim.

Behind the two, a figure was actually following. At first glance, it looked like a living person, but looking again, it felt a bit blurred. Looking carefully, it was the Xu Jing Xu Gong who had died last night.

And behind Xu Gong, there were actually some even more blurred figures following. Distinguishing carefully, it was as if they were some of the martial artists and constables who died last night.

Those constables were mostly Yang-surnamed descendants in the village, who had relied on the clan's connections to serve as constables in the county office. They all recognized them.

The two retainers looked at each other.

Feeling somewhat afraid in their hearts, but not daring to show it. ===== CHAPTER 208 =====