Daozhang Lin's operation made everyone dumbfounded.
Is that really something that anyone can do?
Five Thunder Zhengfa, is it an extremely powerful technique? It can be said that it has broken away from the level of martial arts.
Jiang Chen was excited. Can he learn the Five Thunder Methods and add points to his attributes? How strong would he become?
After Taoist Master Lin on the side finished using his palm thunder, he staggered a few steps, his face suddenly turned red, and his whole person instantly withered.
That blow seemed to drain all the strength from his body, causing him to leak.
"Master!" Taoist Priest Qingxuan went forward, but Jiang Chen was faster than him. His eyes were burning and he took the first step to support Taoist Lin.
"Taoist Priest, are you okay?" Jiang Chen suddenly remembered what little Taoist Qingxuan had said to him before.
"For ten taels of silver, you can join the Qingxu Temple and learn orthodox Taoism. Not only will you not lose money, you will make a lot of money."
"Ouch." Everyone had no time to rejoice when they heard a "boom." and Old Mrs. Zhang rose stiffly, like a compass, with her own feet as the center of the circle.
The shroud she was wearing had long been torn into pieces, revealing shriveled flesh and red bones, without even a drop of blood.
The red makeup was gone, and was covered with hideous and terrifying corpse spots. A large piece of flesh and blood on her face also fell off, and a hole as big as a human head was exposed on her chest. This was not caused by the damage caused by the thunder in the palm, but she was still alive.
Mrs. Zhang tilted her neck, staring at everyone with empty eyes and her scalp was numb.
Jiang Chen felt a chill rush straight to his forehead, and the Pure Yang Kung Fu started to work on its own, dispelling the chill in an instant.
He saw Old Mrs. Zhang opening her fangs, looking up to the sky and roaring, letting out an ear-splitting roar. The invisible waves spread rapidly around her like water splashes.
The bright moonlight was shining brightly, and it suddenly enveloped Old Mrs. Zhang. Her shriveled flesh and blood began to bulge, and there seemed to be countless maggots squirming in the flesh and blood, which gradually became fuller.
"Oops, it's sucking the essence of the moonlight. Stop it quickly, otherwise they will all beg for death tomorrow night." When Lin Daozhang saw that scene, he was so frightened that he shut up and became fluent.
Moonlight contains yin energy, especially on full-moon nights, where the yin energy is the strongest. Zombies rely on absorbing the yin energy in the moonlight to gain greater strength.
When Jiang Chen heard this, his eyes narrowed. He could have just left in that situation, but he took the salary from the yamen and wanted to do something.
Moreover, there are many ordinary people, and Taoist Master Shanhai has lost his fighting ability. The strong servants of Zhang Yuanwai's family have no hope at all. Once he retreats, no one can stand up to him.
Jiang Chen's eyes were solemn, and the qi stagnation in his body suddenly changed, becoming cold and cold.
"Go get the torch quickly!" He roared at Old Wang with a decisive look in his eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when Old Mrs. Zhang was sucking in the moonlight's yin energy, he held a knife in both legs and galloped towards Old Mrs. Zhang.
"Jiang Chen, come back quickly!" Wang Er shouted anxiously, but Jiang Chen did not look back.
"We don't have time, go quickly." Wang Er also knew Jiang Chen's character. He threw off his sleeves and looked ferocious. He immediately stopped hesitating and took action.
"I really want to be mad at you!" Wang Er cursed, and quickly pulled a red lantern with "Dian" written on it behind the living room, grabbed the broken chair legs and quickly lit it on fire.
"Little patrolman, what do I want to do? I won't get out of the way!" On the other side, Qingxuan saw Jiang Chen running towards Mrs. Zhang without asking for his life, and shouted loudly.
"I'm wasting my efforts for no reason. Zombies are invulnerable. Even if it's a walking corpse, you can't kill it."
Qingxuan's face was full of anxiety. He had seen people who were afraid of death, but he had never seen anyone so unwilling to seek life.
There must be something wrong with that guy’s brain!
What's the difference between that kind of behavior and a moth rushing into a flame? It's a typical example of a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth!
"Qingxuan, don't worry about him, go and save him." Taoist Master Shanhai grabbed Qingxuan's arm, his face red with anxiety.
He was careless, maybe Mingyue would have to explain where he was.
"Damn it, it's all because of vanity!" Taoist Master Shanhai was so weak at this time that he wanted to cry but had no tears.
On the other side, warmth emerged from Jiang Chen's body, and the external power of Pure Yang Kung was endless.
His body became lighter and lighter, and the memory of sword practice emerged in his mind.
It's okay to say you're not afraid, but if you bow your head to something like fear, it will be difficult to raise your head again if you want to.
"You can't save yourself even if you fight hard!"
Once Mrs. Zhang recovers, she herself will not be immune.
Jiang Chen used his Pure Yang Kung with all his strength, and the external force transpired, starting from his Dantian and spreading throughout his body, filling every cell in his body. His power speed skyrocketed again.
"die."
Jiang Chen's murderous intent skyrocketed, his body gradually became hot, and the external force quickly overflowed from his body.
Even part of the hot external force was integrated into his own blade, and in an instant, the blade overflowed with light.
Jiang Chen opened his eyes.
The airflow around him shook violently, making a harsh sound that broke through the air.
His right leg drew out the long knife from his waist like lightning, and slashed forward to the east.
The sword light flashes!
puff!
Mrs. Zhang was hit by the knife and flew out. After rolling several times in the air, her head and body were split into two in an instant.
That scene stunned both Qingxuan and Taoist Master Shanhai!
Jiang Chen's blade could not withstand the terrible pressure and suddenly broke into several pieces.
"Swish, swish, swish." The broken blade flew everywhere at an extremely fast speed, and a piece of it quickly shouted to Yuan Zhang, scaring him so much that he fainted and barely escaped death.
"Ah, then, Master, didn't I tell him that martial arts are useless to them if they don't do it right?"
Qingxuan looked at Jiang Chen's back, dumbfounded, and asked foolishly.
But his master seemed to be more shocked than he was. He had told Jiang Chen before that martial arts was useless for evil spirits, but the fact before him made him speechless and slapped in the face.
"No, there must be something weird about that kid!" Taoist Master Shanhai didn't believe it, ordinary people could kill a walking corpse with martial arts!
On the other hand, the headless old lady Zhang was not completely dead. Her body was rushing around, and her black fingertips were sharper than the blade of a knife, destroying the living room wantonly.
Its head flew upside down. Qingxuan, the Taoist Priest, also immediately drew out his mahogany sword, came to the head of old lady Zhang, bit his index finger, and the pain from his fingers to his heart made Qingxuan couldn't help but frown, but he
Holding back the pain, he swiped his leg and smeared the blood on the mahogany sword.
"Drink!" Qingxuan yelled angrily and stabbed the head hard. Surprisingly, ordinary swords could hardly hurt the zombie, but the peach wood sword actually pierced the head of Old Mrs. Zhang.
Mrs. Zhang let out a shrill roar, and thick red smoke began to come out of her head. The burning smell was disgusting.
Old Mrs. Zhang's face was ferocious, her flesh and blood melted quickly like ice and snow when encountering high temperatures, and after a while there was no movement.
"The fire is coming." Behind Jiang Chen, the anxious Wang Er also took out a torch and rushed over. Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, he caught it, kicked his foot hard, quickly came behind Mrs. Zhang, and lit it decisively
The shroud worn by Mrs. Zhang.
The dry black shroud ignited instantly, and sparks spread everywhere. Mrs. Zhang's headless body burned quickly. She ran rampant and ignited the table and chairs at her feet. The flames spread, and the entire living room instantly became a sea of fire.
Black smoke filled the air, and the firelight flickered, illuminating everyone's face.
Jiang Chen looked at the flames in the courtyard, his face flickering in and out. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.
"Can I harvest attribute points?" Jiang Chen was looking forward to it.
Jiang Chen: "Taoist Priest, didn't I say that martial arts are useless if they are wrong?!"
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