Ye Feng planned to use the Earth Fire Spirit Stone to deal with these zombies. On the small island in the middle of the river in Jiangnan City, Ye Feng used the Earth Fire Spirit Stone to burn the zombies summoned by the old man in black robe.
However, Ye Feng was surprised to find that those elite disciples of Taiyi Sect, although resurrected from the dead, were much more flexible than those zombies coming out of the mountains and forests, and could even use weapons such as spears.
What Ye Feng was most worried about was the resurrected bronze warrior.
A faint fluorescent light appeared again around the bronze warrior's body. Fortunately, its defensive power had only recovered a little bit, but even so, Ye Feng was secretly anxious.
Ye Feng was secretly surprised. The bronze warrior's head was chopped off just now, which was just a delaying tactic. If he had known this earlier, he would have used the Earth Fire Spirit Stone to burn the bronze warrior into ashes, making it impossible for it to be resurrected again.
Yue Zhuoqun was also very surprised when he saw these zombies, especially when he saw the bronze warrior stand up again and his severed head was reattached, he was even more excited.
"Elder Wei, what are you singing about?"
"Sect Master, this is the wonderful use of the Soul Control Flute. It was the most important treasure among the three treasures of the Nine Yin Society back then, surpassing the Soul Summoning Flute. It can control the soul and shock the soul. If the soul is not severed, it will be reborn."
"What's the meaning?"
"As long as there is no Soul-Severing Bell, I can revive these corpses indefinitely."
Yue Zhuoqun laughed wildly with pride: "Haha, he will die of exhaustion."
Ye Feng's expression became serious. He looked at the five ferocious beasts and was a little worried about them. This was like an infinite dead loop. Although they were as strong as himself, if they continued like this, their demon energy would be exhausted and they would be exhausted to death.
Bang, bang.
The sound of bronze armor rubbing against each other was heard again in the forest. What shocked Ye Feng was that at least a dozen bronze warriors walked out of the woods.
They were completely wrapped in bronze armor, and their walking postures were the same, very neatly arranged. A strong breath of death emanated from them.
The team of bronze warriors walked to the bronze warrior who appeared first, half-knelt down together, pulled out the bronze giant swords from behind, and stabbed them hard into the mud.
They seemed to be saluting the bronze warrior. The first bronze warrior was obviously their captain. He stared at Ye Feng with his empty eyes and pointed at him.
The team of bronze warriors stood up in unison and looked at Ye Feng together. A murderous aura was overwhelming and seemed to be pressing down on them. Ye Feng couldn't help but frown.
It was already difficult to deal with each of these bronze warriors alone, but now a team of bronze warriors appeared. They were well-trained, and each of them seemed to have the strength of a master of ancient martial arts at the peak level.
There is a faint fluorescent layer on the outside of their bodies. This fluorescent layer is a powerful defensive layer that can resist the attack of flying swords. This is what gives Ye Feng the most headaches.
However, what made Ye Feng feel a little better was that the team of bronze warriors behind him was three points weaker than the first bronze warrior, but if there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant.
Seeing this group of bronze warriors, Yue Zhuoqun laughed triumphantly: "Ye Feng, our helpers are here, you should prepare to die."
Elder Wei, the sound of the flute changed, and the team of bronze warriors received the order. They raised their huge bronze heavy swords together and rushed towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng clenched his fists, and all the strength in his body surged into his fists. Without showing any weakness, he rushed towards the team of bronze warriors.
Ye Feng performed the Stacking Burning Technique for the second time. Under the guidance of the secret art of warfare, the divine power in his godhead suddenly surged, like a raging torrent gushing out from Ye Feng's fists.
A huge storm rose from the Shenlong Peak. The wild divine power was like a golden dragon, causing sand and rocks to fly.
Yue Zhuoqun and the others were also frightened and moved by what they saw. They all raised their swords and waved them vigorously to resist the aftermath.
The divine power, mixed with surging rocks, flew into the air, then swooped down, heavily hitting the bronze warrior's armor, making a thudding sound, like an earth-shaking war drum.
The zombies that rushed over were the weakest, and they were shattered by the strong fist wind. The broken arms and legs were scattered all over the top of Shenlong Peak.
More than a dozen bronze warriors who rushed over were knocked to the ground by the powerful impact of the punch. Their bronze armors were all uneven and deflated where they were hit by the punches. The places that were not hit by the punches were also dotted with pits by the rocks.
After the storm calmed down, most of the dozen bronze warriors fell to the ground, while two or three of them were hiding behind their companions and were less affected by the punches. They used the defense formed by their giant swords to resist the overlapping punches.
When Ye Feng performed the Double Burning Technique for the second time, he felt as if all the blood in his body was drained. His legs suddenly went weak and he almost fell down. An intense feeling of fatigue came over him.
He quickly took a few Qi and blood replenishing pills, and the almost dried up blood began to flow out again. Ye Feng understood that he had seriously overdrawn his divine power and could not perform the Stacking Burning for the third time.
Yue Zhuoqun looked at Ye Feng with contempt: "Boy, you must be tired. It's okay, let's continue."
Elder Wei nodded, wiped the sand from his mouth, and continued to play the flute. The sound of the flute pierced through the night sky.
Ye Feng couldn't help but let out a bitter smile: "No way, again."
Those broken zombies struggled to get up from the ground again, and the bronze warriors also got up with a bang, lined up in a row, looking very aggressive.
Several bronze warriors' heavy swords were broken by Ye Feng's stacking swords, so they picked up spears from the ground. The man in bronze armor tightly grasped the sword, and the sharp tip of the spear emitted a faint silver light under the moonlight. Its power was hundreds of times stronger than those of Taiyi Sect disciples.
The five ferocious beasts blocked Ye Feng's way. They also saw that Ye Feng's strength was almost exhausted. They wanted to protect their master and defend his dignity.
Even Teng Snake, who disliked Ye Feng, spit out a long letter and stared at the row of bronze warriors.
The first bronze warrior picked up a spear and danced with it. They were like charging heavy armored warriors, lined up in a row and approached in layers. No one could stop them.
Their bronze armor is not afraid of fire or the sharp claws of ferocious beasts.
The ferocious beasts have a very low chance of winning when fighting against these bronze warriors.
Li Yanhu rushed forward for the first time, and a ball of blazing fireball hit a bronze warrior, but the bronze warrior slashed with his giant sword and shattered the fireball.
The heavy sword flashed with green light and slashed towards Li Yanhu fiercely. Li Yanhu's flaming tiger skin was hit by the sword. Although the heavy sword did not hurt Li Yanhu, the heavy force in the heavy sword made Li Yanhu roar and fall to the ground.
Li Yanhu got up and continued to rush towards the bronze warrior. Although it was still as ferocious, its movements were obviously not as agile as before. The sword still caused it internal injuries.