Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1653 - 1650: Seizing the Zither (Part 1)

"Huff huff..." Another of iron arrows flew out, shooting into the snake horde, igniting more of snakes on fire. Yet the poisonous snakes knew no fear, charging forward successively; ten were killed, another ten replaced them, or even more, almost as if they were endless.

Lin Tian shook his head and sighed, "It’s no use. With the combat strength of only Thunder Wolf Team, they can’t stop the poisonous snakes. The collapse of the four-sided fire spirit defense is only a matter of time. How long the barrier inside can hold up, just look at Zhang Zhicheng’s expression."

"Thunder Wolf? Where are they?" Xiao Manxuan glanced treewards; the nighttime woods were murky, her eyesight not enough to see clearly.

But Lin Tian, with eyes capable of night vision, naturally saw clearly that those iron arrows were shot by the Thunder Wolf Team hidden in the woods.

"Lin Tian, Zhang Lingyu’s talisman arrows won’t hold much longer. Why are you still standing there!" Ning Luoxi shouted loudly at Lin Tian amidst the fight.

She wasn’t mad at Lin Tian; she was mad at Zhang Zhicheng. Of the three, Lin Tian had the strongest combat power, yet they had been sidelined by Zhang Zhicheng, and she, presently unable to break free, was fuming.

Zhang Zhicheng flung a spell over and shouted in response, "I don’t need an outsider meddling!"

As soon as the words fell, the fire wall issued a crisp "bang", and the four-sided fire pillars flickered a few times before disappearing.

Zhang Zhicheng underestimated the power of the undead blood, the fire wall collapsed sooner than expected. Lin Tian, puzzled, noted that since Yasuo’s appearance this time, his strength had at least doubled, still able to battle Zhang Zhicheng and Ning Luoxi concurrently.

"Xuanxuan, stay on the tree, I’m going down to finish this fight, don’t let Zhang Zhicheng’s fool mess it up." Lin Tian turned to give an instruction, then, in a leap, headed towards the snake horde from midair.

With a loud boom, the ground shook and the water of the pond splashed into countless droplets, at the location Lin Tian landed, a big crater appeared, and the poisonous snakes within had already been turned into dust. Such a dramatic entrance startled Zhang Zhicheng.

"Last time, I suffered a loss, you think you can take advantage this time?" Yasuo sneered, pulling out and blowing a few notes on the flute.

Originally all charging forward, some poisonous snakes and flying insects split off, all rushing towards Lin Tian, looking like they were going to tear him to pieces.

Seeing Lin Tian engulfed in a sea of snakes and cloud of insects, Zhang Zhicheng’s eyes showed a trace of schadenfreude, even indistinct intent, as if he hoped Lin Tian would perish under this wave of attack.

"Meteor Burst!"

With a bang, a ball of purple flame suddenly erupted, wherever the purple flame went, no insect or poisonous snake survived, all burned into nothingness.

The sudden purple flame shocked everyone, Zhang Zhicheng, who studied exorcism, had never seen flames so powerful, the atmosphere of destruction so intense; it seemed once the purple flame was unleashed it would burn cities, boil seas, destroy heaven and earth.

Ning Luoxi, having engaged Lin Tian in battle often, knew his capabilities very well, but this sudden burst of power was too terrifying, if she previously had a fighting chance against Lin Tian, she now feared even the purple flame couldn’t be halted.

In the distance, the Thunder Wolf was already stunned, then looked down at the iron arrows in hand; the flame on talisman arrows compared to purple flame was simply the difference between a weak glow and a bright moon.

But the most shocked was Yasuo, he thought his own substantial increase in power could avenge the robbery of the Yin Yang Life Fruit last time, but the young man before him had grown even more frighteningly.

"You forced my hand." After the shock, Yasuo’s eyes turned colder, expression more sinister.

In a swift motion, he pulled out a dagger, the blade curved like a serpent, covered in strange runes. He then took out a small jar, like black glass, yet also like ceramic.

Secret Master opened the jar, pouring out a stream of black liquid, looking similar to that spewed by poisonous snakes, but more viscous.

Even from a considerable distance, Ning Luoxi could smell the scent emanating from the black liquid, a pungent odor of decay.

"Zhang Zhicheng, leave outside to Lin Tian, quickly enter the barrier, hold down the Flying Head Curse." Ning Luoxi shouted again.

"Me... me hold the Flying Head Curse?" Zhang Zhicheng was somewhat dumbfounded, his barrier talismans were notably powerful, but the rest of his skill, he knew his own situation.

He had thought, if only he managed to trap the Secret Master, it would be a piece of cake to complete the task, bask in glory upon returning to the Zhang Family, receive praise from the clan, climbing swift in status, maybe even dream of the Heavenly Master position.

Who knew the Secret Master’s powers exceeded expectations, and by too much, even the undead blood alone made his scalp tingle with fear. This stuff sticks and strips off flesh, most terrifying is it can dissolve the demon exorcist’s mana.

A demon exorcist’s mana, like an ancient martial artist’s True Qi, is fundamental, indispensable. If the mana is dissolved, all these years of training would be wasted, possibly ending in death without a corpse.

And inside the barrier, the Flying Head Curse, its terror not less than the undead blood, being bitten results in losing flesh, and black gas will seep into the wound. Once heart meridian and brain are overrun by black gas, one likely becomes a puppet of the Secret Master.

Grinding his teeth, he had to pull out the sword from his back, charging into the barrier, wiping the sword finger across the blade, and slashing towards the Flying Head Curse.

With a cracking sound, the sword blade was bitten by a head, unable to pull back, Zhang Zhicheng dared not let go. Without the magical sword at hand, he had no means to tackle the Flying Head Curse.

Ning Luoxi, now without her companion, felt a reduced burden, though she still couldn’t spare efforts to aid Zhang Zhicheng.

"Meteor Burst!" Ning Luoxi, too, unleashed Meteor Burst, lacking the support of purple flame, her power was far from Lin Tian’s, its might thus greatly diminished.

But her years of practiced power was not to be underestimated, relying on tough physical prowess punched into the black mist, landing solidly on a head.

Bang...

The head was smashed away by a punch, just earlier two heads besieged her, too quick to let her gather focus and unleash a big move, upon knocking it away she did not press forward, instead aimed a punch at Yasuo.

A black mist floated upward, the fist punched into the black mist, scattering it, but the Secret Master had disappeared from sight.

A dagger suddenly thrust out, the time unnoticed when the Secret Master moved to the other side of the citadel, clutching the serpent-shaped dagger, stabbing into the barrier within the citadel.

The barrier met the dagger and concentrated undead blood, flickering fiercely, a soft "bang", and the barrier shattered!

Lin Tian watched, momentarily dazed, then angrily cursed, "Damn it, Zhang Zhicheng, you said the citadel’s barrier would protect it, now can’t withstand even a single attack, if Xuanxuan had been on the citadel, wouldn’t she be dead because of you!"

"I said, if sacrificing her could annihilate the Secret Master, I shall not hesitate." Zhang Zhicheng still spoke in a tone full of superiority.