Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 540: A Slap from the God of Heaven
Fengyang Town was in a mess, with zombies densely lying on the ground.

For these disgusting zombies, Zhang Zhiwei did not use slaps, but instead used thunder magic that was specifically designed to defeat evil spirits. The result... was a field of charred, carbonized corpses.

These corpses that were smashed to pieces by the Yang Lei were piled up together, which was extremely tragic and made people's skin crawl. If ordinary people saw it, they would probably be so scared that they couldn't sleep.

Even the strange people from the Wang and Lu families around were looking at Zhang Zhiwei in amazement. Before, they had never seen the little Taoist priest take action, but they had heard of his reputation. They all said that he was the demon slayer from heaven and the Tai Sui God on earth.

They were very confused at the time, why a Taoist priest would be called the Demon Lord in Heaven and Tai Sui on Earth?

Shouldn't it be described as the reincarnation of a god from heaven or an immortal on earth?
But after seeing the little Taoist priest's actions, they finally understood why. The rumors were indeed true. The little Taoist priest was truly inhuman.

"Little Taoist Priest, we have used Ruyi Power to investigate. I'm afraid there are many monsters lurking in this town. The underground structure is also wrong. There should be a large group of zombies lurking here. This method of controlling corpses must be participated by people from Xiangxi Liu family." The head of the Lu family walked over and said.

Patriarch Wang said, "There aren't many people from the Xiangxi Liu Clan, and the only one who has joined Quan Xing and has considerable cultivation is the tomb guardian boy. Judging from this, he must have come here as well."

"Tomb Guardian Boy?" Patriarch Lu thought for a moment and said, "The Liu family's methods are all based on corpses. The difficulty of the tomb guard boy lies in that he has an iron corpse made from the corpse of Aobai, the first warrior of the previous dynasty. I wonder how powerful he was when he was alive?"

"It doesn't matter how strong he is. We have the Little Heavenly Master here. Even if the Iron Corpse of Aobai has the strength of his prime, he is still an evil spirit. How can he survive under the Little Heavenly Master's thunder magic? I'm wondering about the whereabouts of the ordinary people in this town. They can't all be killed by these Quan Xing monsters, right?"

Zhang Zhiwei grabbed the head of a Quanxing demon like holding a basketball with one hand and lifted it in mid-air. Using the ability of the blue hand, he invaded his soul, read some of his memories as quickly as turning the pages of a book, and learned some things about the town.

He threw the demon out casually, and when it fell into the air, a flash of lightning shot out from his palm, blasting it into a charred corpse. The demon fell to the ground and cracked into charred charcoal.

"I have obtained some information through some means. There are still many Quanxing monsters lurking in this town. As for the ordinary people in the town, they were transferred to the ancestral hall in the town by Wu Man. Wu Man was also meditating there, but he did not choose to deal with us together with other Quanxing monsters!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"What is Wu Man doing?" Patriarch Lu was puzzled.

"Looks like he's waiting for someone!" Zhang Zhiwei said thoughtfully.

"Who are you waiting for?" asked the head of the Lu family again.

"It can't be us!" Patriarch Wang glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, "They are most likely here for the Little Heavenly Master. I'm afraid there is something fishy going on. Little Heavenly Master, do you want to go?"

"Go, why not? There are still many ordinary people in the town there, we can't just ignore them!" Zhang Zhiwei stared in the direction of the town's ancestral hall, "If he doesn't see me, I'll go see him myself."

After saying that, he strode towards the center of the town. Patriarch Wang and Patriarch Lu looked at each other and immediately led their men to follow.

After walking a few steps, the ground surged, and a large number of zombies wearing Qing Dynasty clothing emerged from all directions, roaring and rushing towards them.

"When a toad jumps on the instep of your foot, it doesn't bite you, but it irritates you."

Zhang Zhiwei simply made hand gestures and performed thunder magic. Several thunder magic flew out from his palms. The brilliant lightning was extremely bright, stinging people's eyes. Explosions sounded one after another, and he directly blew up half of the street.

Most of the zombies that emerged just now were killed directly, but some of them were not killed by Zhang Zhiwei for fear of accidental injuries because they emerged from a place closer to the crowd. However, these zombies that escaped were quickly dealt with by the people from the Lu and Wang families.

"Little Taoist Priest, why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? These zombies are not a big threat, so don't do this!" The head of the Lu family shouted.

"Right, right, right. Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals. Little Master, you have to save some of your energy. There may be a fierce battle later. Let the children of our two families deal with these zombies. The reason we brought them here is for this!" The head of the Wang family hurriedly advised.

In fact, along the way, he tried not to take action if possible, in order to conserve the Qi in his body so that he could be ready for a real battle.

Zhang Zhiwei did not react when he heard the conversation between the two family heads. However, Lu Ci, Lu Jin, and Wang Ai looked at each other and thought in unison that the amount of Qi in Senior Brother Zhang's body seemed to be unexpectedly large. It seemed that they had never seen him consume too much Qi along the way.

Meanwhile, the town was in darkness.

Taoist Bai Lian said with a sigh of relief, "This young Heavenly Master is really a badass. The Five Thunders Law is a very powerful method that consumes a lot of energy. The masters I met were all very careful and only used the palm thunder, which consumes less energy. But this kid is different. He starts to use thunder as soon as he disagrees with someone. How much energy does he have to be so wasteful?"

Monk Dengcao said, "He may have a way to replenish his Qi, but no matter what, the Qi of an alien is not infinite. Boy, how many zombies do you have? Push them all up and cover me while I cast the spell while continuing to consume his Qi."

The tomb-guarding boy lay on the back of Aobai's iron corpse, pinching his fingers to continue controlling the zombies to attack, while saying dissatisfiedly:
"How can I be the only one to take action? I can use zombies to consume and contain them. Others who are good at assassination can give it a try. Perhaps the golden light of the little Taoist priest is not as strong as before."

"The boy is right. Shadow Assassin, you are good at assassination. It is said that if the enemy fails to hit you with one strike, you can escape thousands of miles away. How about you find a chance to try him later? Don't worry, they are already within the range of my Twelve Labor Formation. I can deploy the formation at any time to assist you." Monk Dengcao said.

The shadow assassin was completely buried in shadows, as if there was a black hole around him. The light projected towards him was distorted, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

He was indifferent to what Monk Dengcao said and did not give any response.

Monk Dengcao frowned, and under his huge monk robe, he moved his index and middle fingers rhythmically, as if plucking the strings of a musical instrument.

The shadow assassin, who was originally indifferent, suddenly felt a move in his heart and became very emotional, and he had the urge to assassinate the young master.

Monk Dengcao narrowed his eyes into slits, looked harmless, and said with a smile:

"Shadow Assassin, why don't you say anything? You are a top assassin and have assassinated countless people. Don't lose face!"

The originally calm aura around the Shadow Assassin began to ripple.

"Yes, be more alert!" Taoist Bai Lian said hurriedly.

The halo around the shadow assassin began to fluctuate violently: "Little Heavenly Master, so what? Watch me break through his golden light with my point!"

"Okay, good job!"

"Well done!"

Amid the crowd's encouragement, the shadow assassin held his head high, and in a flash of light and shadow, he disappeared on the spot.

Seeing the shadow assassin coming out, Monk Dengcao turned his gaze to a big man wearing a tiger skin skirt and a long braid:

"Earth-burrowing insect, you are good at terrain magic and can travel freely underground. No matter how powerful the golden light lightning magic of the little heavenly master is, can he kill you through the ground? How about you go and try him?"

The big man in the tiger-skin skirt looked at the monk Dengcao and shouted "Fuck", then tied his braid around his neck. With the words "don't lose face", "be more cheerful", and "good job", he set off in a heroic and confident manner.

"Lightning Marten, you are the fastest..."

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On the other side, facing the admonitions of the heads of the Wang and Lu families, Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I know what I'm doing." Just as he finished speaking, another group of zombies crawled out from the ground.

"........."

"Fuck, how many of these things are there?"

Patriarch Lu and Patriarch Wang just wanted to curse loudly.

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes moved slightly, and he remembered that in the plot, when Liu Yanyan attacked Zhang Chulan in the cemetery, she created a dense crowd of zombies.

This tomb-guarding boy only looks young, but he is actually an elder with much higher cultivation than Liu Yanyan. In addition, in these troubled times, there are a huge number of corpses, so naturally there are also a large number of zombies that he can use.

"I want to see, who is faster, you summon or I kill?"

Thunder and lightning flashed in Zhang Zhiwei's palms.

Behind him, the head of the Lu family and the head of the Wang family looked at each other, and without the slightest hesitation, they made an almost instinctive move, flying forward, one on the left and one on the right, and grabbed Zhang Zhiwei's hand.

The head of the Wang family shouted, "Be economical, be economical, little Taoist priest. The other side is clearly trying to use these filthy things to consume us. We must not fall for their Tian Ji horse racing trick!"

The head of the Lu family also said: "Brother Wang is right. These inferior horses are not worthy of dying under the thunder method. Come on, come and kill these filthy things."

Upon hearing this, the strangers from the Lu and Wang families used their own methods, jumped into the group of zombies, and launched an almost one-sided massacre.

This lowest level of zombie is okay to deal with ordinary people, but it is not enough to deal with extraordinary people. The people from the Wang family and the Lu family are all good fighters, so it is naturally easy to kill them. You just have to be careful not to get scratched to avoid being infected by the corpse poison, so they are somewhat restrained in their attacks, but it is not a big problem.

Just when this group of zombies were about to be cleared out, a passage was seen split open by the zombies in front, and a team of neatly arranged zombies came out from the chaotic group of zombies.

They also wore costumes of the previous dynasty, but not the conical hats and blue cloth clothes. Instead, they wore heavy Eight Banners armor and helmets that were like lightning rods on their heads. Their bodies were wrapped tightly, leaving only their dry and ferocious faces exposed, and they held long spears in their hands.

This team of zombies are the authentic elite of the Eight Banners. They have also been specially trained by the tomb-guarding boy. Each of them is strong and sturdy, with blood-red pupils filled with cruelty and brutality.

They appeared too quickly. The Wang and Lu family members who were killing ordinary zombies had no idea that there was a team of elite soldiers hiding behind them.

Caught off guard, many people were hit. Some were scratched, some were pierced through the body by spears and were seriously injured, and some were even stabbed to death.

Even Lu Ren suffered a loss. Just now, he activated the Ruyi Jin Dharma Body and rushed forward among the zombies. He was not afraid of the elite zombies who suddenly rushed towards him with spears in hand. He directly swept across a large area and rushed to the front.

Suddenly, a huge force came from, and Lu Ren relied on the super defensive power of his Ruyi Jin Dharma body and did not resist at all, but his Dharma body was almost pierced by the blow, and he almost vomited blood.

My goodness, what the hell is this zombie? "

When Lu Ren looked up, he saw a zombie as big as a small mountain appear in front of him. This zombie wore a ruby ​​hat, a single-eyed peacock feather, and a python robe with nine pythons and five claws. He was two meters tall and had knotty muscles. It was none other than the tomb-guarding boy's ace, Aoba Iron Corpse.

Relying on his Ruyi Jin Dharma Body, Lu Ren rushed to the front, but went too deep. As the saying goes, the first bird to stick its head out gets shot. He didn't dare to attack the young Taoist priest directly, but he didn't dare to pick a weak one?

The tomb-guarding boy immediately controlled Aoba's iron corpse to kill him. As for the tomb-guarding boy himself, he had already hidden himself.

The corpse driver is good at hiding in the dark and controlling the zombies to fight the enemy. His biggest weakness is himself, so he certainly does not allow himself to be exposed.

The iron corpse of Aoba smiled ferociously and terrifyingly at Lu Ren, and slapped the air with its giant hand like a palm-leaf fan.

"Boom!"

The strong wind blew in my face, the air surged, the sound was terrifying and unstoppable.

"I can't block it. The Ruyi Jin Dharma Body can't block it. If I get hit by this palm, my head will be knocked into the abdominal cavity!" Thoughts surged in Lu Ren's mind. Facing this situation, his first reaction was to run away and retreat behind Senior Brother Zhang.

He immediately kicked his feet hard and was about to flee, but he was shocked to find that the moment the giant iron corpse slapped him, the air flow surged and actually pulled his body, making him unable to dodge.

"shit!"

Lu Ren could only hold the spear in his hand, which was condensed by Ruyi Jin, horizontally, and instantly perform the Tai Chi circular force-unloading technique, which he had just begun to understand but had not yet fully mastered.

With a loud "bang", as if a heavy hammer hit a drum, the iron corpse's tremendous force hit Lu Ren's Ruyi Jinfa firmly. Amidst a teeth-grinding wail, his spear suddenly exploded and turned into a stream of Qi and disintegrated.

Then, the giant palm continued to move down, completely shattering the Ruyi Jin Dharma body's escape light surrounding Lu Ren, and headed straight for Lu Ren's forehead.

A strong gust of wind blew on his face, causing Lu Ren's hair to fly backwards and his facial features to become deformed. At that moment, he felt death was approaching. His mind went blank and past memories flashed through his mind one by one.

The giant hand was getting closer and closer, and his vision was getting darker and darker until it was completely covered.

"Am I going to die?"

Lu Ren couldn't help but ask himself this question, and then he flew up. During the whole process, he didn't even have time to feel the pain. He just felt as if he had turned into an insignificant feather, floating gently backwards.

Death can be as heavy as a mountain or as light as a feather. I was beaten to death by a zombie. It was so pathetic. No wonder I felt like a feather...

Lu Renzheng was sighing, but soon, he landed heavily on the ground.

"boom!"

He fell headfirst to the ground, tears streaming down his face. His mind went blank. Before he could react, he heard the voice of his younger brother Lu Ci.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Senior Brother Zhang was pushing you backwards, but why didn't you adjust your posture so that your face was on the ground?"

"Hmm? Senior Brother Zhang was pushed backwards and landed on his face? I'm not dead?"

Lu Ren was stunned for a moment, then he supported himself on the ground with his hands and got up all of a sudden, not caring whether his face was disfigured or he had a nosebleed, and turned his head to look.

Then he saw a god-like figure standing in front of him, with his muscular palms spread out and his arms raised.

Veins bulged on his arms, and he slapped down with all his might. The strength seemed inexhaustible, and he slammed the head of the terrifying zombie into the ground.

This exaggerated scene was beyond Lu Ren's imagination. Only he knew how powerful this giant iron corpse was.

(End of this chapter)