Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 181 Silver Armored Zombie
Late at night, in Tuoling Town, there was an inconspicuous courtyard.

As night falls, stars begin to shine.

At this time, several Six Gates Constables in the courtyard were dressed in black clothes, with weapons hanging from their waists, patrolling back and forth with vigilant expressions; on the side, the disciples of the Qiongshan School were dressed in tight clothes, with long swords on their backs, each of them was on high alert, with their eyes as sharp as torches, not missing any slight movement.

At this moment, outside the courtyard, seven black shadows appeared quietly on the roofs on both sides of the courtyard like bats in the night.

The moonlight was dim, and their figures looked as dark as ink.

The masked man in the middle raised his hand slightly and gave a command with a light gesture.

Immediately, the other six people jumped into the courtyard like arrows from a bow, and attacked fiercely, attacking the Six Gates constables and Qiongshan School disciples in the courtyard without any warning.

"Enemy attack!"

A quick-witted constable from the Six Gates drew his sword in an instant. The flash of the sword, accompanied by a loud shout, cut through the silent night sky.

In an instant, the other constables drew their swords, with cold and sharp gleams. The disciples of the Qiongshan School also quickly drew their swords, and the swords rang out, forming a sword formation. For a moment, the courtyard was filled with murderous intent.

However, the six masked men were like wild beasts descending the mountain. Facing the gleaming swords and knives, they showed no fear and rushed forward.

The swords and knives chopped and stabbed into their bodies, making a "clang clang clang" sound. The clothes on those people were torn, but even their skin was not broken. Each of them was covered with a green copper light, and they were invulnerable to swords and spears.

In the blink of an eye, the carefully deployed defense team of the Six Gates Constables and the Qiongshan Sect disciples was scattered and routed. However, the six masked men clearly had no intention of engaging in a fight. They ignored the Constables and Qiongshan Sect disciples and quickly broke through the main hall door and rushed in.

However, when the six masked men rushed into the hall, they suddenly stopped.

In the hall, Yin Jiuniang, who had lost both arms, huddled on the ground, unable to move. She wanted to call out but could not make a sound, her eyes full of helplessness.

Gu Mo sat in the center of the hall, his expression relaxed, sipping his teacup gently, as if the outside world's chaos had nothing to do with him. Gu Chudong sat close to him, the Gou Chen Demon Blade in his hand gleaming with blood, its blade seemingly flowing with spiritual energy. Zhuo Qingfeng and Lin Duanyun stood on either side of the hall, their longswords already unsheathed, their blades sharp and gleaming, clearly having been poised for a long time.

"Fell into a trap, retreat!"

A hunchbacked, white-haired, masked man shouted in an old and rapid voice.

Almost at the same time, the six masked men quickly took out smoke bombs and smashed them hard on the ground.

At that moment, Gu Mo, who was sipping tea, tapped his toes lightly, and a surge of internal energy erupted from the ground like a surging wave. This powerful internal energy was so precise that it sent several smoke bombs flying, over the courtyard wall, and landed outside the courtyard, becoming useless duds.

At the same moment, Gu Chudong, Zhuo Qingfeng and Lin Duanyun attacked at the same time.

Gu Chudong swung the Gou Chen Demon Sword fiercely, unleashing a strange and powerful force. A blood-red flame emanated from the blade, eerie and fierce.

Zhuo Qingfeng's sword moves were unconventional, with tricky and ruthless sword techniques, each of which was aimed directly at the opponent's vital points; while Lin Duanyun's sword moves were moderate and peaceful, yet dense and continuous, with each sword connected to the other.

The flashes of swords and the shadows of knives kept on flashing, and the sharp sword energy and the blazing blade flames stirred up chaos in the surrounding air.

The hall was instantly in chaos.

Outside the courtyard, the Six Gates Constables seized the opportunity and fired a signal flare. With a whoosh, the flare streaked across the night sky, exploding with a bang, and a multicolored light illuminated the upper half of the town.

at this time,

On the roof next to the courtyard, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the last masked man. After hesitating for a moment, he quietly retreated and prepared to leave the roof.

However, as soon as he turned his head, he saw a young man with his eyes covered by a black cloth who had appeared behind him at some point. This man was Gu Mo.

The masked man's eyes suddenly shrank, and a flash of panic flashed across the depths of his pupils like a shooting star, disappearing in an instant.

In an instant, he roared and slammed his palm forward. Waves of energy surged, lifting the tiles from the roof beneath his feet in pieces. With a fierce gust of wind, they rained down on Gu Mo like a torrential downpour. Simultaneously, his five fingers, like hooks, instantly grew half an inch in length. His nails were sharp as blades, flashing with a chilling light. He aimed directly at Gu Mo's throat, his claws whistling as if tearing through the void.

Seeing this, Gu Mo simply snorted softly, a sound like a bell, shaking the air. With this cold snort, the flying tiles suddenly stopped in mid-air, followed by a continuous "crackling" sound, and then they turned into powder and fell to the ground.

He was unhurried. As he raised his hand, his aura suddenly surged, like a deep abyss stagnating before a mountain, or a raging dragon emerging from the sea. He unleashed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and from his palms, a flaming dragon-shaped energy roared out, fangs bared and claws swaying with overwhelming force. Wherever he passed, the air instantly ignited, and waves of heat billowed.

"boom!"

The dragon-shaped Qi force collided fiercely with the masked man's claws. In an instant, flames flew everywhere and waves of Qi surged. The immense impact force erupted like a tidal wave, shaking the ground.

How could the masked man withstand such a powerful force? He instantly flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and landed heavily in the courtyard. "Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the masked man was sent flying backwards several feet like a broken kite. His back plowed through the courtyard wall, sending up a torrent of rubble before finally crashing into a pit several feet deep. With a thunderous crash like a meteorite, blue bricks cracked like a spider web, and a wave of dust soared three feet into the air like a yellow dragon. Stone and bricks crumbled, earth flew, and smoke and dust filled the air.

now,

In the courtyard, the battle situation was also intense.
The six masked men faced the siege of Gu Chudong, Zhuo Qingfeng and Lin Duanyun, as well as many other Six Gates detectives and Qiongshan School disciples. Gu Chudong's performance was particularly outstanding.

Strictly speaking, Gu Chudong's martial arts skills are not as good as Zhuo Qingfeng and Lin Duanyun. The swordsmanship level of these two people is top-notch in the martial arts world, while Gu Chudong is second-tier. However, the Gou Chen Demon Sword in her hand is a peerless sword. Even if the six masked men are invulnerable to swords and guns, they are like tofu dregs in front of the Gou Chen Demon Sword. The most important thing is that the characteristics of the Gou Chen Demon Sword, the surging fire, have a great inhibitory effect on the coldness of the zombie skills.

Therefore, in the battle situation in the courtyard at this moment, it can be said that Gu Chudong alone took half of the pressure. She became more and more excited as the fight went on. With the blessing of the Gou Chen Demon Sword and the endless internal force of the Ming Yu Gong, she was able to completely suppress those masked men.

At this moment, as Gu Mo slammed the leading masked man into the ground with one palm, the other six masked men were instantly thrown into disarray.

"Roar……"

The next moment, a beast-like roar came from the pit in the yard. The masked man who was knocked into the ground by Gu Mo stood up, his clothes torn, and his whole body was filled with bursts of silver light.

The veil on his face had fallen off, revealing his true appearance.

Lin Duanyun recognized him immediately and said in a deep voice, "Ke Wenshui, it's actually you!"

Immediately, the other masked men quickly approached Ke Wenshui. However, they were in very bad condition. Three of them had their arms chopped off. Looking at the hatred in their eyes as they looked at Gu Chudong, it was clear that it was Gu Chudong's doing.

Ke Wenshui turned his head slightly, a clanging sound emanating from his neck. A bloody mist filled his eyes, and two long fangs sprouted from the corners of his mouth. He looked at Lin Duanyun and said disdainfully, "Lin Duanyun, if it weren't for your master, that old bastard, who killed my father, how could you be as famous as me?"

Lin Duanyun asked in surprise, "Are you He Changqing's son?"

Ke Wenshui said coldly, "You never thought my father still had a descendant alive? Those hypocrites massacred the Huajian Sect and wiped out my He family. However, those hypocrites thought that destroying the Zombie Kung Fu secret manual would solve the problem, but they never imagined that my father still had a son like me. Although I was only a few years old at that time, my father had secretly given the Zombie Kung Fu secret manual to me, and I found it after I grew up. Hahaha, let me tell you, your master, that hypocrite Bai Qiliao, couldn't believe that the Zombie Kung Fu still existed in the world when I caught him. Hahaha..."

Lin Duanyun was horrified and roared, "What did you do to my master?"

Ke Wenshui said coldly, "He died a very tragic death. I cut off pieces of his flesh and stewed them. I made him watch me cook his flesh with his own eyes. The old man was quite tough and survived a whole day and night before dying..."

"I kill you!"

Lin Duanyun was furious and attacked Ke Wenshui with a sword.

His sword was very fast and pierced Ke Wenshui's heart in an instant. However, it could not penetrate at all and the sword bent and broke.

Ke Wenshui snorted disdainfully and slapped Lin Duanyun with his palm.

Lin Duanyun blocked with both hands, and with a clang,
There was a sound like two pieces of iron colliding. Lin Duanyun was knocked back several feet, and his feet plowed two deep grooves on the ground.

Ke Wenshui said coldly, "You've managed to imitate that old fellow Bai Qiliao's Diamond Iron Shirt quite well, but it's still not good enough. Today, all of you must die and repent for my father!"

He suddenly turned his head to look at Gu Mo and roared, "Especially you, you are the one who deserves death for meddling in other people's business!"

A billowing black mist suddenly surged from Ke Wenshui's body, and then he let out a deafening roar. The sound was like a hammer, shaking the air around him. Tiles on houses within a few feet trembled and branches and leaves fell.

Immediately afterwards, his body rapidly shrivelled, his muscles and bones atrophying. In the blink of an eye, he was reduced to skin and bones, his features vanishing. At this moment, silver light erupted from his body, condensing into indestructible silver armor, transforming him into a silver-armored zombie. A thick corpse odor filled the air, a chilling and stench of decay. With one stomp, the ground cracked, and he rushed towards Gu Mo like lightning, ripping the air apart in his wake, a whistling sound like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

Lin Duanyun had just witnessed Ke Wenshui's invulnerability to swords and spears. Seeing that Ke Wenshui was now clearly using even more powerful means, he exclaimed in surprise, "Master Gu, don't fight alone. Let's fight together..."

But just as he opened his mouth, Gu Mo rushed forward. His aura suddenly surged, his powerful internal energy surging out, and he pushed his Yan Yang Qi Gong to its utmost, unleashing the most powerful of his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, "Riding Six Dragons."

In an instant, six dragon-shaped auras wrapped in terrifyingly high temperatures seemed to be roaring from the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, with flames blazing all over their bodies and making deafening roars, as they pounced towards the silver-armored zombie.

The Qi and the zombie collided with a resounding bang, sending the silver-armored zombie flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily onto the house behind it. With a loud boom, the house, unable to bear the weight, collapsed instantly, sending bricks and stones flying everywhere.

"Roar--"

Amidst the ruins, a silver-armored zombie struggled to break free, roaring to the heavens. However, the roar lacked the previous majestic power, leaving only a shrill and unwilling tone.

Flames were burning on its body, and cracks appeared on its silver armor, spreading like a spider web. The cracks continued to expand as it moved. It only took a few steps forward, and with a muffled sound, the body of the silver-armored zombie exploded, and its internal organs were all burned to ashes by the scorching flames and dissipated between heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)