"Sir, in another half a month, the 99th birthday of the leader of my Sword Yi Sect is about to be. We need to go to various places and invite people from all sects to attend." Lu Yu said.

"Ah? Don't you use your cell phone? Can't text messages, phone calls or penguins?" Li Yan was stunned for a moment, was silent for a moment, and then said.

Lu Yu was stunned when he heard this, and was silent for two or three seconds before saying, "To show respect, we send disciples to our door in person every year. Moreover, this year, the world is in chaos, and our sect leader also intends to take this opportunity to gather the major sects together and discuss countermeasures."

"Oh...so, then why don't you send more disciples? Isn't that faster and more convenient?"

Lu Yu was silent for a moment, and then said, "Sir, we are twelve brothers, and we are already the highest-level disciples in the sect. The sect leader and elder need to guard the mountain gate, so it is inconvenient to come out."

Li Yan let out a long "oh" and nodded repeatedly to show his understanding.

Then I simply kept silent to avoid saying more and making mistakes.

Seeing that Li Yan had no problems, Lu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and planned to settle down with other classmates.

At this time, Li Yan seemed to suddenly remember something and said to Lu Yu: "By the way, I wish your sect leader a hundred years longer than Nanshan! Have a 99th birthday!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu's figure that had just been carried over was paused again, then turned around stiffly and squeezed out a smile at Li Yan.

Then, he quickly walked away from Li Yan.

Li Yan looked at Lu Yu's back as he was leaving quickly, pouted and shrugged, and smiled helplessly.

After Lu Yu came to the other monks, he immediately led them to a small building not far away.

Because of the previous battle, many zombies have already arrived.

In order to avoid fighting and avoid further casualties, Lu Yu had no choice but to hide.

He brought his fellow disciples to the rooftop rooftop where the zombies could not go up, and Lu Yu began to distribute elixirs to them for healing injuries or regulating breathing, and arranged for disciples in good condition to patrol carefully around them.

Seeing Lu Yu settled his disciple, Li Yan found a corner to sit down, and boredly used the system interface to call out a small movie, and started watching it silently.

Looking at the increasingly bloody scenes in the movie, Li Yan yawned boredly and whispered to himself: "I don't know, how are my teammates in the current situation..."

.....

At a distance of dozens of kilometers away from Li Yan, Fuwu stood on the street where there were no one and only some broken vehicles, holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand, and glancing around coldly.

Around Fuwu, there were zombies full of zombies, with a number of more than one thousand.

From then on, it can be seen that a great war broke out here not long ago.

But Fu Wu had no scars on his body, and he couldn't even see any trace of battle.

With the strength of Fuwu Samsung and its top skills, ordinary zombies do not need to be cared about, and no matter how many people come, they will be delivered.

But at this time, Fu Wu's expression seemed to be on guard against something carefully.

The breeze blew, blowing down a few leaves from the small trees on the roadside.

The leaves flew past Fuwu's eyes, whirled, and gently landed on the ground.

Just then, a loud shout rang out!

"The Hand of the Mage!"

A huge translucent palm appeared behind Fuwu out of thin air and grabbed Fuwu.

Fu Wu's body slightly sided and easily avoided.

Then Fang Tian Hua Ji raised it a little, and happened to be on the palm of the transparent large palm.

With a "touch", the palm was instantly broken.

And just as the mage's hand was broken, a bone spur instantly rushed out from the broken mage's hand.

The bone spurs rubbed the crescent blade of Fang Tian Huaji, bringing up dazzling Mars and stabbed Fu Wu's chest.

Fu Wu kicked his toes with his hands, and he was loosened at the bottom of the Fang Tian Huaji.

Suddenly, Fang Tian's painting halberd was knocked away by force and flew upwards.

"when!"

The rotating Fangtian Painting Ji and the bone spurs flying in the air just hit each other, making a loud bang.

The bone spurs flew out in a circle, but failed to stab Fuwu.

Fu Wu stretched out his hand and grabbed Fang Tian Huaji's pole and held it in his hand again.

The next moment, a purple light flashed through Fu Wu's palm, and then suddenly a thunder slashed down the ground in the dark clouds in the sky!

Click! Snap!

Thunder and lightning flew down instantly and struck an open space on Fuwu's left hand.

Suddenly, in the open space, the air fluctuated and a figure appeared.

The man had black hair and black eyes, but his nose bridge was straight and his facial features were wide, which looked a bit like a mixed-race person.

He was wearing a black robe and holding a staff in his hand, like a magician.

After his figure appeared from the air, his face was full of astonishment.

Coupled with the hair that exploded due to lightning strikes and slightly dark skin, it looks very funny.

Fu Wu's thunder strike was summoned by the [Thunder-Speed ​​Talisman].

[Thunder-guiding Talisman] Effect: "Pointing props can draw thunder from the sky after use, causing damage to the target. The specific damage depends on the original power of the sky thunder (not less than one star, not more than six stars)."

In fact, the power of this thunder talisman is not very strong, but what Fuwu needs is not power. He only needs the "directionality" of the thunder talisman to find a target for himself.

Seeing the target appear, Fuwu immediately grabbed Fang Tian Huaji and threw all his strength. Fang Tian Huaji broke through the air!

The man who was like a magician was shocked when he saw this. With a wave of his staff, a bone shield suddenly formed in front of him, blocking him, trying to block him.

Click!

Fang Tian's painting halberd hit the bone shield hard, which could not bear it and shattered.

The moment he saw the bone shield shattered, the magician rushed towards the side without thinking.

With a "swish", even though the magician tried his best to avoid it, he still couldn't completely avoid it.

Fang Tian's painting halberd flew over the magician's shoulder and cut a deep bone-visible wound on his shoulder.

Looking from the wound, I could see that my collarbone was broken.

"ah!"

The man, who was like a magician, suddenly felt a pain, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes.

He placed the staff in his hand on the wound, stained with a layer of sticky blood, and then smashed the zombie's body beside him.

Suddenly, the zombie's corpse began to change, and the flesh and blood in the body turned into mud and fell to the ground little by little, leaving only a white and complete skeleton.

The next moment, the skeleton swayed and made a "click" sound, and slowly stood up as if he had a sense of consciousness.
Chapter completed!