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83. Drought strikes

"Dad, it's not good, it's not good! Many injured villagers are acting abnormally, please go and have a look!" A young woman rushed in from outside the ancestral hall in panic, with an anxious look on her face.

Liu Feng stood up loudly: "Myolie, what's going on?"

"I, I can't explain at the moment, please go and have a look with me!" The young woman named Xing'er spoke incoherently and looked particularly panicked.

This person is the young woman who just helped Lu Chen get the silver needle. Her handsome appearance has not faded from her childish look, like a green pear blossom, exuding a faint breath of youth.

"Go and have a look!" Liu Feng said, quickly walking out of the ancestral hall.

Seeing this, Murong Ziyun said, "Let's go and see what happened!" After saying that, she took the lead and walked out quickly, followed by Lu Chen and the other two people.

When they came outside the ancestral hall, they were surprised to find that many villagers were behaving strangely. One by one, they bared their teeth and claws and rushed towards the surrounding villagers. They bared their teeth, looked ferocious, and let out bursts of low roars like wild beasts, making the entire ancestral hall full of smoke and chaos.

"Quickly stop them and hold them tightly in the cage!" Upon seeing this, Liu Feng immediately issued the order.

"Yes!" The uninjured villagers around quickly rushed over, grabbed a crazy villager two by two, and stuffed him directly into the wooden cage at the corner of the house.

The scene was extremely strange. These villagers were like zombies, losing their minds and attacking the surrounding villagers crazily.

Murong Ziyun's pretty face showed a look of surprise, and she quickly asked: "What on earth is going on?"

"These villagers were all bitten by drought demons. Some people with mild illness are fine, but in severe cases they will gradually lose their minds and slowly turn into walking corpses, hurting the villagers. The old man has no choice but to imprison them in wooden cages

, and seek a way to heal!" Liu Feng's face was full of sorrow. A large town was so troubled by the drought, and it was about to become a hell on earth. As a mayor, how could he not worry!

Murong Ziyun turned to look at Lu Chen: "Can you see anything unusual?"

"Can't you see it now?" Lu Chen shook his head and said.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yue'er grabbed Jiang Shaoling's arm and said with a pale face: "Brother, what should we do?"

"Don't be afraid, as long as brother is here, no one can hurt you." Jiang Shaoling quickly comforted him.

Murong Ziyun sighed softly: "Let's discuss it in the long term!"

As night fell, the sky in Longyanggang became extremely dark, and a hazy mist floated over from the mountains. The ominous atmosphere enveloped this dilapidated town like the minions of a demon.

The abnormal and strange situation frightened many villagers. They quickly closed the door tightly and did not dare to take a step out of the door.

'Roar' A low beast-like roar suddenly resounded over the town, followed closely by a mysterious figure slowly walking out of the fog. This man was wearing a worn-out bronze armor, with bloodstains all over his body and a messy head.

His white hair was dancing in the wind, and what made people feel horrified was his green-faced face with fangs, and his blood-red pupils added a terrifying aura.

At the end of the street, four figures were standing. These people were naturally Murong Ziyun and his party.

"Sure enough, as the mayor said, if the villagers behaved abnormally today, there must be drought demons causing trouble in the dark. It turns out it is true!" Murong Ziyun stared at the mysterious figure in the fog with a solemn expression.

"This monster is not simple, everyone, be careful!" Lu Chen reminded.

Jiang Shaoling didn't take it seriously and said: "Who the hell is Hanba? Let me go and meet him first!" Relying on the boldness of a skilled man, he took the lead in drawing his sword and rushing out.

"No!" Murong Ziyun wanted to stop her but it was too late.

Jiang Yue'er looked worried: "Brother, be careful!"

Jiang Shaoling possessed the ninth level of acquired strength and was extremely brave. With the idea of ​​showing off in front of Murong Ziyun, he rushed forward like lightning and struck the opponent's head hard with a sword in an instant.

There was a sound of "ding" and sparks flew everywhere, and the Hanba was unscathed. When it saw someone attacking it, it spat out a foul-smelling breath from its mouth, grabbed Jiang Shaoling's neck like a lightning bolt, and lifted him up like a chicken.

Invulnerable? Jiang Shaoling was stunned at that time. Hanba's attack was too fast and he couldn't even dodge, and his whole face suddenly turned red.

"Yueer, stay here, Lu Chen, help me quickly!" Murong Ziyun ordered, and the Liuying Sword was instantly unsheathed, and a blue light instantly lit up the street.

The slender figure quickly crossed a distance of several feet, and arrived in front of Hanba in the blink of an eye. The Liuying Sword pierced the opponent's body like lightning, directly piercing through the opponent's bronze armor. The azure sword tip was exposed from the back without any trace of blood.

The Liuying Sword is truly a magical weapon, as one sword penetrated the invulnerable Hanba corpse.

Hanba seemed to feel pain, and immediately threw Jiang Shaoling away from his hand, and struck Murong Ziyun with his sharp claws like lightning.

Brush, a flash of sword light came from the side in vain. The flexible sword body was like a poisonous snake that instantly wrapped around Hanba's arm, immediately blocking the opponent's attack. This was Lu Chen's soft sword.

Murong Ziyun took the opportunity to pull out the Liuying Sword and retreated violently, her expression trembling with fear. This drought demon was really difficult to deal with. Not only was it invulnerable, but even when stabbed by the Liuying Sword, it didn't happen at all. It was really scary.

Han Bao turned around and rushed towards Lu Chen, completely irrational, "Get out of here!" Lu Chen roared, and whipped Han Bao's abdomen with a whip, whipping him away, and smashed into the nearby ground like a cannonball.

In the store.

"Roar!" Han Ba ​​roared, rushing out of the dilapidated shop like a wolf and a tiger, and went straight to Lu Chen.

With a brush, Lu Chen flashed out of the way, and at the same time struck Han Bao's back with a sword. Sparks flew out, and the result was the same as Jiang Shaoling's. Ordinary swords had no effect.

Hanbao turned around again, his scarlet eyes rolling, fierceness surged, and he once again rushed towards Lu Chen without fear of death.

Lu Chen's figure turned into a gust of wind, constantly flashing around Han Ba. The soft sword struck Han Ba ​​again and again at an extremely tricky angle. The force of each sword was enough to split a seventh-level acquired martial arts master in half.

However, Hanbao is invulnerable, extremely powerful, and physically formidable. Ordinary soft swords cannot cause substantial damage to him. If he were to be hit by him, Lu Chen would probably be injured even with his physical strength.

Although the advantage of the Drought Demon is that it is invulnerable and powerful, it also has its weakness, that is, its movement speed is relatively slow. Lu Chen can deal with it with ease.

Swipe, swipe, swipe, the sword shadow flashes continuously.

The two sides fought for a while, and Lu Chen may have used his sword forty or fifty times. However, Hanba was still unscathed. With his strong body with a copper head and iron arms, he was not afraid of Lu Chen's erratic soft sword.

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"Let me do it!" Jiang Shaoling, who had been thrown away before, rushed out of the alley, intending to avenge his shame.

A waist-thick beam was hugged by Jiang Shaoling and slammed into Hanba.

The huge force surged forward, and the ferocious Hanba flew upside down, knocking down three or four walls along the way.

A big battle broke out between the two sides and the street was almost completely destroyed.

Hanbao climbed up from the ruins, his scarlet eyes saw the three Lu Chen not far away. He seemed to smell the danger and did not dare to step forward rashly. He hesitated for a while and let out a harsh roar in vain.

"This guy still dares to cry like a ghost and howl like a wolf. He must be cut into pieces, otherwise it will be difficult to relieve the hatred in my heart!" Jiang Shaoling threw down the wood and stared at Hanbao and said bitterly.

"Wait a minute, something's wrong!" Lu Chen's ears twitched and he quickly stopped Jiang Shaoling, who was about to take action.

Jiang Shaoling said angrily: "Go away, you have no right to stop me!"

Rumbling, a large number of footsteps appeared around the street. At this moment, countless figures suddenly rushed out of the alleys of the street and rushed towards the four of them with ferocious expressions, like a group of crazy hungry wolves, extremely savage.

Murong Ziyun quickly brought Jiang Yue'er close to Lu Chen and asked in surprise: "What is going on?"

"It's the Drought Demon. It was just calling out to the evil villagers in Longyang Gang!" Lu Chen glanced at the crazy-looking figures, his expression extremely ugly. The Drought Demon was really not that simple. He was able to use his roar to call out so many walking corpses.

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"Senior Sister, what should I do?" Jiang Yue'er looked around with a pale face, looking extremely nervous.

Murong Ziyun looked at the frantic crowd around her. These people were all villagers from Longyanggang. Could they really go on a killing spree and make Longyanggang a river of blood? Thinking of the outcome, she hesitated for a moment.

"Kill, these people are hopeless!" Lu Chen made a decisive decision and rushed out without hesitation. The soft sword moved erratically, and in an instant three heads flew up, and thick blood spread all over the sky.

After hearing Lu Chen's words, Murong Ziyun's soft heart instantly hardened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Listen to Lu Chen, fight your way out and escape!" After that, the Liuying Sword instantly pointed towards

The previous heavy blow shook the air, and a crazy-looking zombie was immediately split into two halves. Red and white things flew into the sky, and blood instantly dyed her robe red.

At the critical moment, Jiang Shaoling and Jiang Yue'er didn't care so much. They immediately swung their swords and chopped down the zombies rushing around them. Unfortunately, there were too many zombies transformed by these villagers, numbering in the hundreds.

The crowd was coming like a sea, and with the strength of the four of them, it was simply difficult to resist them.

The four of them could only kill while rushing outside.

And on the eaves of a dilapidated attic far away from them, a mysterious man wearing a hood sat on the ridge, holding a black crutch engraved with runes, with a golden bell tied to the top, and a string of

A necklace composed of tiny skulls the size of a fist hangs around his neck, giving this mysterious man an invisibly sinister aura.

The mysterious man slightly lifted the corner of his hood, revealing a handsome face, with evil eyes admiring the fighting scene in the center of the street.

"These Sword Sect disciples are quite interesting. They try to use ordinary swords to harm the corpse master refined by me. Those Sword Sect disciples have learned from their mistakes before. Still holding on to this idea is simply whimsical!"

"Hey, the sword that little girl is holding looks familiar. It seems to be the Liuying Sword that ranks fifteenth on the sword list. This harvest is a bit of an unexpected surprise!"

Seeing Lu Chen's ghostly movement, the mysterious man suddenly showed a look of great interest: "These Sword Sect disciples are quite capable, and they can actually force the corpse chief to call the walking corpse. I feel like this game is getting more and more interesting!"

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