A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 718 Purdue Cihang? !

"Your Majesty is fine. I have a few colleagues escorting me. If I think about it, I should be with the brothers of Zhongcheng Bingmasi now."

After explaining a sentence, Zuo Qianhu looked at the remaining ten white-clothed monsters at the entrance of the alley, drew his sword and said:

"My lord, let's get rid of these inhuman and ghost things first."

At this moment, more than half of the thousand guards died, about 300 of them. This is something that has never happened since the establishment of the Jinling North City Bingma Division.

Zuo Qianhu feels that he should be responsible for this, but the most urgent task is to rescue all the remaining people. They are kneeling on the ground now, waiting for those monsters to deal with them.

"good."

Lu Li withdrew his gaze from looking at the other party, silently put the Yanling Saber back into its sheath, and continued: "It's just a bunch of pretenders, they can't hide, the three of you are enough to deal with it."

As he said that, he walked to the wall, as if he stayed out of the matter.

Zuo Qianhu and the others were puzzled, but they did not ask any further questions. They were prepared to die when they came, and the current situation is countless times better than expected.

Ding Yan and Li Yuanhao believed that Lu Li was exhausted because of the fierce fighting, so he could only rest with his sword.

Just thinking about it, the sound of breaking wind came.

Zuo Qianhu took the lead, rushing towards the troop made up of monsters, and began to fight with them.

"They both look and act alike, the only difference is that if I don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell."

Lu Li whispered in his heart, if he hadn't seen Zuo Qianhu, he would never have watched with his sword sealed——

Before entering the world of Liaozhai, Lu Li not only read the original novel, but also revisited the "A Chinese Ghost Story" trilogy.

In my memory, the person who impressed me the most was Zuo Qianhu, the first person to physically exorcise demons and kill ghosts and gods with mortal bodies.

Because of the righteousness in his heart, he is not affected by the immobilization technique and life-threatening Sanskrit, even if he uses ordinary soldiers, he can still cause harm to ghosts.

Naihe didn't learn Taoism, and lacked experience in fighting ghosts. After killing the four guardians of Pudu Cihang's subordinates with a temporary reaction, he died at the hands of the centipede spirit.

When Lu Li felt sorry, Zuo Qianhu swung the two lancets around his waist very quickly, and there was a sound of wind and thunder.

In three or two strokes, he killed a white-clothed demon, and without any hesitation, he directly rushed to the next one. With the cooperation of Ding Baihu and another armored general, this battle seemed to lose its suspense.

Until a voice that was neither male nor female, half yin and half yang, came out of the mist, an extremely ear-piercing voice.

"Nan Wu Bliss World, the Tathagata of the Western Paradise is here!"

With the upright roar of the Buddhist lion, the mist was dispelled from the inside, revealing wisps of Buddha's light, which looked extremely sacred.

If they hadn't just seen the tricks of the white-clothed monster, Ding Yan and Li Yuanhao would have bowed to each other long ago.

At the same time, Lu Li successfully entered the scene, stealing Yan Chixia's lines, and said, "You are so bold, even Tathagata dares to pretend to be a Buddha, what else can you not dare to do?"

Seeing what Lu Li said, Zuo Qianhu snorted coldly, put the lancet back into his waist, and with a flick of his toe, the plain knife that fell on the ground fell into his hand.

"Pretending to be a ghost, watch me take off your mask and reveal your true face to the world!"

After the words fell, he rushed forward, smashing Huashan with force, and Ding Baihu's face was full of admiration.

Li Yuanhao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, worthy of being a thousand households, martial arts practiced to the extreme in the world, enough to kill gods and ghosts.

Only Lu Li jumped out of the corner of his eye, he stopped holding his hand, and rushed over at a speed beyond common understanding, grabbed Zuo Qianhu by the back collar, and held him down from midair.

Zuo Qianhu: "..."

Puzzled.

"Look carefully." Lu Li pointed to the fog that had completely receded, "It's just a phantom."

soul?

Incarnation outside the body?

Lu Li randomly guessed what it was that he had just shouted.

"I see."

Zuo Qianhu nodded, stuck the simple knife on the ground, and regretted, "It's a pity that I didn't keep that pretending guy."

This time it was Lu Li's turn to be speechless.

I have traveled to the heavens many times, and all I encountered were strange worlds, or historical backgrounds. This time I finally met characters in film and television dramas, and I especially admire each other...

As a result, this guy was so irritable that he swung his knife at the slightest disagreement. If he hadn't stopped him in time, the incarnation of the centipede might have given Zuo Qianhu a box lunch in advance before his mana was exhausted.

"grown ups……"

"Thousands..."

"What happened?"

"Ah! Dead man! Quick... run!"

The music stopped abruptly, as if a ghost was dying.

On the ground, the soldiers of the guard station woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream. Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the smell of blood coming from their nostrils, most of them collapsed, crying for their father and mother.

Frankly speaking, the scene near the alley is much more terrifying than any Shura battlefield. There are no extra organs, just heads, headless corpses, and blood.

Coupled with the fact that the magic sound was still echoing in the minds of the soldiers, each of them collapsed and showed more terror than the last, this made Lu Li think of a word:

Roar.

In the Three Kingdoms World, he used to be a general, and the first military law he knew was that roaring in the barracks was prohibited, and offenders would be severely punished.

After all, after experiencing the war, or at the moment of the war, soldiers often have nightmares due to excessive mental stress.

When the two are superimposed, it is easy to destroy the spirit of a soldier, so that he wakes up and shouts loudly, or even goes crazy and attacks others.

Generals who don't know the truth will think that the enemy is attacking at night, and make a wrong judgment, while ordinary soldiers will attack each other, resulting in a large-scale paralysis.

Zhang Liao once told himself how to deal with Ying Xiao, but he couldn't cope with the current situation——

The master stood on a high place, took off his armor, told the soldiers that he was going to rest, there was no enemy attack, and at the same time controlled those who lost their minds.

But the group of soldiers in front of him didn't know him at all, only Zuo Qianhu could make a difference.

This guy was also straightforward. Without saying a word, he knocked down those guards who were prone to attack and unloaded their weapons. As for the guards who were yelling, they shut their mouths, leaving them quietly lying on the ground in a daze. of those.

Seeing this, the two hundred households followed him and quickly brought the situation under control.

"From then on, the soldiers and horses of Beicheng lost their combat effectiveness and became useless."

After finishing everything, Zuo Qianhu shook his head, he knew very well that no skilled doctor could heal this kind of trauma.

On the side, Lu Li frowned slightly, obviously disagreeing with this statement, but he didn't speak.

As the saying goes, a dead horse is a living horse doctor.

Although I haven't entered the Tao yet, if I have the heart tonight, I can enter that mysterious state with the flick of a finger, and get a profound method by looking at the greedy wolf star.

In this way, the group of guard soldiers who lost their courage might still be saved.

Of course, even if it can return to normal, whether the soldiers are willing to continue to serve is actually a big question.

"My son!"

Just as he was thinking, Lu Xu's voice came from afar, full of eagerness.

Along with him, there were two thousand households and a boy in Taoist robes!

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