The three regiment leaders gave the order in unison.
All the sword cultivators also drew their swords one after another.
But the cracks in the Holy Stone became more and more numerous.
"What's going on?" Su Ran lowered his head and looked at the spiritual energy meter in his hand, "The intensity of the dark attribute spiritual energy is soaring... Is there some terrible monster hidden under that stone?"
at this time.
The screams all around suddenly became louder!
A dry and pale hand suddenly emerged from the ground and grabbed Su Ran's ankle!
Su Ran was startled, subconsciously drew his sword, and quickly cut off the severed hand.
When I looked up and looked around, I realized that hordes of zombies were emerging from the deserted cemetery!
In an instant, the formation of the team was in chaos.
Beyond the cemetery, beneath the earth.
Countless herding zombies and jungle zombies swarmed into this large cemetery at the same time.
As if they were summoned by something from somewhere, they all rioted!
"Is it because of the monster sealed in the Holy Spirit Stone?" Su Ran frowned slightly.
But at this moment he had no time to think.
Because the entire cemetery instantly became a purgatory-like battlefield!
The tide of corpses is wailing and swarming here, like a swarm of ruthless bloodthirsty machines!
And under the beautiful full moon.
The holy monument finally fell into pieces.
The zombies that were still rioting actually stopped at the same time.
They all looked at the location of the stone tablet and raised their heads slightly, as if they were meeting a god.
A figure slowly stood up in the shadows.
Walk towards the center of the battlefield.
"Is it the Zombie King?"
Su Ran guessed its true appearance in her heart.
It should be a very strong zombie boss, right?
Maybe there will be some cool tricks like breathing fire and ice?
However, when the figure walked into the moonlight, everyone was stunned.
Is this really a zombie?
He has a slender figure, flowing hair, and is clearly a man with an exceptionally handsome face.
"The Zombie King...is actually a human being?"
Su Ran was a little surprised.
But his pale complexion and empty eyes invariably told everyone that he was indeed a zombie.
In other words, it is a dead spirit.
Or maybe... he's a necromantic swordsman.
Because in his hand, he held a slender mysterious sword.
"Yi An?" Pan Jie suddenly took a breath.
"Who is it?" Xia Xun said.
However, Pan Jie had a particularly complicated look on her face.
Sorrow, disappointment, sadness...were intertwined together, flowing like moonlight in her eyes.
"Our leader...Yi An."
Pan Jie's voice trembled slightly.
Everyone was shocked in their hearts.
Of course they knew what Pan Jie meant.
What she said is.
The former leader of the Nighthawk Legion who died in those ruins two years ago.
It was as if God had made a joke. After his death, he turned out to be an undead swordsman. He was sealed in the desolate and silent dark and mournful ruins, savoring the loneliness that seemed to exist in another world.
"What on earth did he go through..." Xia Xun whispered.
But Yi An didn't seem to recognize the old friend in front of him.
His empty eyes looked at Pan Jie, the tip of his sword touched the ground, and he sprinted towards the latter.
"Captain!" Pan Jie yelled at him, trying to restore his consciousness.
But there was no emotion at all on his face.
"Danger!" Jiang Chong shouted.
But Pan Jie was already stunned.
She even forgot to hide.
The next moment, the figure of the undead swordsman suddenly pulled out an afterimage.
Like a ghost, it passed by Pan Jie's ears at high speed.
At the same time, the sword light flashed.
Pan Jie covered her chest and spurted out a mouthful of blood!
"Are you okay!?" Xia Xun yelled.
The surrounding sword cultivators immediately gathered around Pan Jie and formed a protective formation.
Pan Jie's expression looked very painful at this time.
She was a lightsaber cultivator, and her body was weak and fragile. She could not withstand the sudden attack of the Necromancer Swordsman, and she was severely injured on the spot.
"Lao Xia, you take people to deal with that guy, and I'll protect Pan Jie!" Jiang Chong growled.
Xia Xun nodded immediately, and the two old men unexpectedly reached a tacit consensus.
Su Ran was still fighting with the zombies at this time. When he saw this scene in the center of the battlefield, he felt a chill coming to his heart.
He knows the swordsmanship of the Necromancer.
There once was a professional grandmother with millions of fans on the Danmaku website who explained this sword skill. It happened that he came across that video when he was bored.
"Alpha Raid, low level Xuan level."
"Shuttle forward at high speed and launch a slashing attack, a sudden sword skill with extremely explosive power."
"And the charging distance is extremely far, almost reaching ten meters. It can be said to be a super high-end version of forward slashing!"
"The disadvantage is that the spiritual power consumption and backlash effect are extremely high. Once the sword skill is exhausted, the sword owner will be in a very dangerous state."
Su Ran silently recalled the contents of the sword skills in her heart.
But the undead swordsman in front of him was completely different from what Grandma said.
When he used Alpha Strike, the backswing effect was extremely short and almost non-existent!
This already shows the high strength of the Necromancer Swordsman and his proficiency in mastering this sword skill.
Once the raid was over, he immediately resumed his normal sword step, then ran at high speed and continued to wait for the next raid.
At this time, he was dealing with Xia Xun, moving quickly around the latter.
As a giant sword cultivator, Xia Xun's mobility was relatively slow and he could not keep up with the Necromancer's attack, so he had no choice but to let the latter use Alpha Strike to consume him.
Fortunately, Xia Xun's body was strong and he kept generating sword energy shields around his body, so he was able to maintain a stalemate with the undead swordsman.
"Uncle Xia Xun seems to be struggling..."
"Hold on a little longer, please!"
Su Ran thought to himself.
He is trying his best to deal with the surrounding zombie swarms and trying to support Xia Xun as soon as possible.
But this time, Xia Xun chose to take the initiative to attack.
At the moment when the Necromancer swordsman attacked, he swung his giant sword and hit the ground.
This violent blow caused the ground to crack immediately.
Two or three fire-attributed sword waves also violently rose up from the gap!
"The low-level Xuan-level Explosive Flame Slash!"
Su Ran was shocked. He understood that Uncle Xia Xun had almost exhausted all his trump cards.
Compared with the Huang level, the intimidating power of Xuan level sword skills is not on the same level!
The collision between the two was extremely violent, like two meteors colliding.
After the dust cleared, both of them looked embarrassed.
Xia Xun's clothes had numerous tears and his body was covered with sword wounds.
The undead swordsman's skin was also burned over a large area, making it look even more terrifying.
The injury was obviously more serious, but there was no look of pain at all on the latter's face.
His eyes were still empty and lifeless, as if he was born to be a tool that only knew how to kill.
Seeing that Xia Xun has lost his ability to fight.
The undead swordsman slowly turned around.
His empty eyes stared at Su Ran in the distance.
"Walk……"
Xia Xun's weak voice came from afar,
"Hurry up, Brother Master..."
"This guy... is a devil!"
"Even you may not be able to deal with him!"
"Go to Jiang Chong. Although the old thief is very weak, he is still reliable at critical moments!"
Seeing the seriously injured Xia Xun, Su Ran's mood was a little complicated.
"Uncle..."
"Until now, do you still believe that I am a master..."
Su Ran smiled bitterly.
next moment.
Like thunder, the Necromancer swordsman rushed towards Su Ran at high speed!
