Chapter 154 Zombie Seizes the Sword
In the distance, a figure quietly stopped in the bustling crowd. Guo Polu's gaze penetrated the crowd and fell on Shangguan Jiannan's embarrassed figure. He said in a cold tone: "When you and the zombies are both defeated, the Slaughter Heaven Sword will fall into my hands."
His figure was ghostly, and he did not move towards the center of the battlefield. Instead, he hesitated in place.
Shangguan Jiannan felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest. The blood energy around him was so thick that it was suffocating, and his mood fell to the bottom.
"Not good."
The smell of blood was so thick in the air that it seemed like substance.
The roar of the zombies suddenly sounded, deafening. Disciples from various sects all avoided it, and no one dared to approach this vortex of death.
Shangguan Jiannan's fall seemed insignificant in this chaos.
Only Lin Ruohua and Nangong Yue were anxious but powerless to do anything. They could only watch Shangguan Jiannan being swallowed by blood.
"No! No!" Their shouts resounded through the sky, but could no longer reach Shangguan Jiannan's ears.
In the blood mist, Shangguan Jiannan suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill that went from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and the anxiety in his heart miraculously subsided.
He took advantage of the momentum to adjust his posture in the air and landed steadily.
The surroundings were blood red, as if in the underworld, and a strange atmosphere permeated the air.
Taking a deep breath, the oppression around me seemed to be relieved a little.
It was quiet all around, with only the faint sound of chaotic footsteps coming from afar, but no one was in sight.
Shangguan Jiannan stood alone in this bloody hell, and he already had a plan in mind.
Shangguan Jiannan tensed up, alert all around, his sword trembling slightly, red sword energy emanating, he cautiously approached the source of the sound, silently saying in his heart: "Leave this place quickly, it's strange and unpredictable."
The blood-red fog rolled around wildly, like a dream, yet ominous.
Not far away, a black-robed figure appeared and disappeared, slowly walking out in the blood, and even the Sky-Slaying Sword in his hand trembled violently.
Shangguan Jiannan paused, his expression suddenly changed, and he whispered: "The evil zombie is here!" The figure was tall, with a fluttering black robe. Although the gold embroidery was mottled, it still looked extraordinary.
A chilly air blew towards him, causing Shangguan Jiannan's heart to tighten and his face to turn pale as paper.
The Slaying Heaven Sword hummed incessantly, as if trying to break free from its restraints. He poured all his spiritual power into it, but it made it vibrate even more. He was extremely anxious: "What should I do?" Thinking that his opponent was the master of the Slaying Heaven Sword, Shangguan Jiannan took a deep breath, a look of determination flashed in his eyes: "The only way is to fight!" Then, he suddenly jumped up, gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, suppressed the trembling, turned into a stream of light, and rushed straight towards the black-robed figure.
Under the light of the fire, Shangguan Jiannan moved as fast as lightning, and the Slaughtering Heaven Sword swung with a brilliant light. He was secretly delighted: "This sword can still intimidate zombies."
However, danger was lurking on every side, and he knew that the battle had just begun.
His figure suddenly accelerated and shuttled through the void.
The tip of the Sword of Killing the Sky shone with a red glow like a blazing flame, cutting through the sky and tearing apart the tranquility around it.
An ear-piercing roar came from the zombie's mouth, his face was pale and terrifying, and a strange red light surged around his body like a surging sea of blood.
In an instant, the sword and the zombies' attacks clashed fiercely, the scarlet and enchanting red light intertwined and collided, erupting in a deafening roar that shook the surrounding space.
The air was filled with eerie laughter, which was creepy. Shangguan Jiannan's face suddenly changed and he looked around vigilantly, but no one answered. Only the blood energy became thicker and thicker, as if he was in a bloody fog.
There was another deafening explosion, and the two men retreated after their powers collided.
The figures of the zombies disappeared mysteriously in the blood, the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, and the whole scene became extremely weird.
Shangguan Jiannan tightly grasped the Slaying Heaven Sword, took heavy and cautious steps, and kept a sharp gaze, alert to every slight movement around him.
The air seemed to freeze, and every fluctuation foreshadowed a potential crisis.
Suddenly, he paused, and his sword spun rapidly. Two sharp sounds of breaking wind cut through the air, stirring up circles of ripples visible to the naked eye. The blood light fluctuated violently, foreshadowing the coming of another storm.
In this extremely tense atmosphere, every bit of Shangguan Jiannan's attention was focused on the upcoming unknown challenges.
The air around them suddenly became violent. The two men clashed and stumbled back at the same time. After they stood firm, Shangguan Jiannan stared vigilantly at the zombie wrapped in layers of blood-red light not far away, his heart heavy as lead.
“The situation is getting worse.”
He whispered to himself, his eyes fixed on the blood that continued to gushed out of the zombie's body, and his voice was filled with depression.
The zombie was tall, much taller than Shangguan Jiannan. It stood silently with no expression on its face, but the invisible pressure made Shangguan Jiannan clearly feel that its eyes were locked on him, or more precisely, on the Slaying Heaven Sword in its hand.
This look made Shangguan Jiannan's heart tighten and his face darkened.
"The sword belongs to me."
The zombie's lips moved slightly, making a hoarse and harsh friction sound. These three short words made Shangguan Jiannan's heart tremble violently.
"He can speak?" Shangguan Jiannan was shocked and his face became even uglier. He took a few steps back involuntarily, feeling horrified.
"Give it back to me!" Seeing Shangguan Jiannan indifferent, the zombie's body burst into a torrent of light, surging like a tide, and his face was distorted with anger.
A stream of light burst out in an instant, rushing straight towards Shangguan Jiannan, accompanied by a loud roar. The air seemed to be torn apart. The terrifying momentum made Shangguan Jiannan's face change drastically.
He jumped up suddenly, dodged nimbly, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
"The Sky-Slaying Sword is no longer yours now."
Shangguan Jiannan responded in a deep voice, his body surrounded by a thick bloody aura, appearing particularly cold and eerie.
Although the zombie in front of him looked similar to the legendary Lord of the Slaughtering Sword, it had completely lost its otherworldly temperament. Instead, it was replaced by a figure swallowed by endless blood, as if it were a completely different person.
Watching from a distance, the scene is heart-pounding.
Shangguan Jiannan's eyes were sharp and his vigilance was evident. He did not dare to slack off at this moment.
“Haha…!” In the distance, a zombie suddenly burst into a deafening laugh, and the laughter echoed all around for a long time.
"It's not mine? Haha, it's not mine!" The zombie's sharp laughter sounded again, echoing in this space, and its words seemed to have a bit more fluency and power.
"I, the Lord of the Slaughtering Heaven Sword, have always been proud and have never yielded.
Practicing the way of the sword will eventually be useless; only by exploring the bloody path can one reach the pinnacle.
This sword should have belonged to me!" The zombie's words revealed endless arrogance and unwillingness.
"Give it to me!" As the last two words came out, a roar like thunder sounded, carrying monstrous blood and energy, surging in all directions.
Shangguan Jiannan's expression suddenly changed. He raised his sword and shouted angrily, "The Lord of the Slaughtering Sword is a legend. How can you monsters defile him? You are just a zombie and should return to dust!" Before he finished speaking, he swung his sword and a red light flashed. Wherever the tip of the sword pointed, the red light was like a tide, surging.