Merchant of the Underworld

The man in the T-shirt shouted: "You are already dead and should have been reincarnated a long time ago. You should not be doing things that go against heaven!"

"Hmph, I am responsible for the great cause of Zhao State's unification of the world. How can I give up so easily?"

Zhao Kuo struck the T-shirt man's Eight-sided Han Sword with his sword, knocking the T-shirt man away. At the same time, he pointed his long sword towards the sky and once again released the endless Yin Qi into the clouds.

The man in the T-shirt failed to stand firm this time and fell directly into the dirt.

It happened to fall on the head of a skull that had just crawled out of the ground.

Poor that skeleton has been sleeping underground for two thousand years, and was crushed by the man in the T-shirt just after it saw the light of day.

Wow! The brain matter, which had long turned into black pus and blood, was splashed all over the floor.

The man in the T-shirt didn't have any intention of being dirty now, so he grabbed the weapon and continued to attack.

However, this time Zhao Kuo no longer sheathed his sword. He held the sword in his right hand and pointed at the sky, but his left hand was free to deal with the man in the T-shirt.

Zhao Kuo is really powerful. His left hand can move freely and horizontally under the siege of the eight-sided Han sword without any flaws.

The man in the T-shirt struck seven or eight times with his sword, but Zhao Kuo easily neutralized them with his left hand.

From beginning to end, Zhao Kuo just stood there motionless, not even turning his head...

Damn, is the difference in strength so obvious?

Standing on the valley, Zen Master Baimei showed a nervous expression: "First Taoist friend is in danger, let's use the second plan."

"What is the second option?"

While I was in a daze, Zen Master Baimei had already grabbed the rosary, flew down the mountain like a tiger, and dived into the thicket of skeletons.

Only then did I understand that Zen Master Baimei’s second plan was to take action directly.

Speaking of taking action, as a young man, of course I couldn't lag behind an old monk, so I pulled out my Sirius Whip and made a crisp sound in mid-air.

Company Commander Chen seemed to have never seen such a horrific scene, but he was a soldier after all. He took out the pistol he carried with him and exploded three skulls with a few shots.

I opened the way with the Heavenly Wolf Whip Technique that I had just learned and practiced, and danced a whip in front of me like water.

In fact, although those skeleton soldiers were numerous in number, their intelligence was far inferior to that of humans.

After two thousand years of corrosion by the earth, their brains could hardly function normally, and they could only numbly obey Zhao Kuo's orders.

The three of us followed closely behind Zen Master Baimei and fought all the way to Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo rolled his eyes at us and sneered: "We are all here, haha, let me send you on your way first..."

I didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so I threw the Sirius Whip out directly, wrapped it around Zhao Kuo's sword, and tried to pull the sword over.

Zhao Kuo reacted very quickly. Seeing that the long sword was bound, he immediately pressed down the sword body and shook the bronze long sword in mid-air, freeing himself from the control of the long whip.

However, in this case, Zhao Kuo had to temporarily give up resurrecting those Zhao troops.

At the same time, the rosary in Master Baimei's hand had already been taken out, and it was placed on Zhao Kuo's neck from the side.

The long sword of the man in the T-shirt also arrived soon after, and a cold light pierced Zhao Kuo's eyes.

Zhao Kuo frowned and seemed not to care about the crowd's siege.

Just when all the weapons were about to reach him, Zhao Kuo suddenly rushed towards the top of the mountain where we were like a ghost!

Then he raised his sword again, and the green Yin Qi shot straight into the sky again without any scruples, and Zhao Kuo's voice became even more arrogant.

"Why do you people have to stop my revenge? Humph, I understand. You are the descendants of Qin. What I want to kill are the people of Qin and you naturally want to stop me."

Zhao Kuo shouted at all the skeletons: "My brothers from Zhao, help me kill these Qin people!"

Before we finished speaking, thousands of skeleton soldiers surrounded us.

If we can still deal with dozens of skeleton soldiers, these skeleton soldiers that are flooding us like a tide are simply unable to fight against the enemy.

Although the weapons they hold are almost rusty bronze weapons, we are all made of flesh and blood.

Once we are surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, we can only resign ourselves to our fate.

At this time, Company Commander Chen's dozen rounds of ammunition had been completely exhausted, and although the weapons of the few of us could resist for a while, crises were already occurring frequently.

We risked our lives several times to rush to the top of the mountain where Zhao Kuo was.

However, under the desperate encirclement and suppression of this group of skeleton soldiers, we were getting further and further away from the top of the mountain.

And I was surprised to find that although these skeleton soldiers fell quickly, they stood up faster.

Although we can temporarily break them into pieces, under the moonlight, the broken bones and rotten flesh of these skeletons can be reorganized in a moment, and gradually restored into complete skeleton warriors.

Damn it!

Is this clearly the undead army?

Do you want to bring something so outrageous?

Seeing that the entire team has entered a desperate situation, there is a lot of danger and danger.

As we fought farther and farther, we were all a little tired and discouraged.

"Zen Master Baimei, do you have a third plan?" In the desperate situation, I shouted weakly.

Zen Master Baimei waved his rosary beads and broke a skull. Despite his busy schedule, he replied to me slowly and calmly: "Amitabha... the poor monk has no third plan."

At this time, the man in the T-shirt said calmly: "The third plan... run!"

"Run, did you run away?" I asked in surprise.

At this moment, what I was thinking about was the hundreds of thousands of dead armies in the valley. If these undead armies were allowed to crawl out of the valley, it might cause a huge disaster.

"Keep the green hills here so you don't have to worry about running out of firewood!" said the man in the T-shirt.

I have to admit that this sentence is the most reasonable sentence he has said since I met the T-shirt man.

But when things got to this point, I didn’t want to give up anyway.

When Company Commander Chen heard that he was about to run away, he quickly pointed to the off-road vehicle that was submerged in skeletons in the distance and shouted: "As long as we get in the car, we can drive out with the skeletons on top."

I looked at the ferocious smile on Zhao Kuo's face at the top of the mountain, and knew that there was definitely nothing I could do against him today, so I had no choice but to nod my head: "Then fight towards the car!"

Just as he was talking, a burst of laughter suddenly came from the darkness: "Haha, I want to run away if I can't beat you. My dear grandson, you really don't give me any face, grandpa!"

The voice was full of power, majestic and domineering, but it gave me a very intimate and familiar feeling.

Isn't this exactly the voice of grandpa?

I was surprised and happy, knowing that it was grandpa who was here to help. I quickly turned around and saw grandpa wearing a straight old-fashioned tunic suit and walking slowly over with his hands behind his back.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" I couldn't help but shout out even though I knew this was a very sterile dialogue.

"Why, you're not happy to see me here."

Grandpa's figure was looming. He pointed at Zhao Kuo on the top of the mountain in the distance and said: "General Zhao! You have been dead for two thousand years, why can't you still think about it? Aren't you afraid that you will never be reincarnated?"

Zhao Kuo didn't seem to know his grandfather's identity, and said ferociously: "Where are you from, old man? Don't meddle in other people's business."

Grandpa smiled: "I am a shady person, so of course I am qualified to meddle in your business."

After hearing this, I quickly asked: "Grandpa, since you are a shady, can you stop Zhao Kuo from resurrecting an army of 450,000?"

"The secret must not be leaked." Grandpa shook his head, then gently twirled his beard and said: "General Zhao, as long as you put down your sword and take back those dark soldiers, I will pretend that you didn't see anything, and you can be reincarnated, how about it? "

"No need to talk nonsense, old man!" Zhao Kuo said in a cold voice: "This time, even if the King of Heaven comes, he can't stop me."

"Well, you asked for it, so don't blame me for being ruthless." At this point, Grandpa suddenly took out a strange knife that was black and covered with scales from his pocket.

The knife was not sharp, and the edge looked extremely dull, but I could feel a murderous aura coming from the tip.

This murderous aura can even overwhelm the 450,000-strong army in the black soil!

But I saw grandpa holding the knife high, then closing his eyes and muttering: "Please turn around, baby!"

After reading these inexplicable words, Grandpa suddenly opened his eyes.