"Uncle Tujia, burn them all for me!" Zhi Wu brandished a dagger, continuously harvesting the lives of the corpse demons around him, bit by bit into the core.

His gaze flicked over these corpse demons, searching for their differences, and suddenly his pupils shrank, locking on a corpse demons wearing a battle armor.

"Heh, it seems that you are right!" Zhi Wu hooked her lips and leaped sharply, rushing towards these corpse demons.

"Die!!"

He waved the dagger in his hand and stabbed at these corpses fiercely.

These corpse demons raised their eyes and turned sideways, avoiding Zhi Wu's attack.

Immediately afterwards, countless corpse demons surged over, but they protected this corpse demons.

"Hmph, do you think this can be avoided?" Zhi Wu curled his lips and said coldly: "Uncle Tujia, burn him!!"

Roar! !

The soil worm screamed, and the flames on his body broke out, like a tornado, rolling towards these corpse demons.

Suddenly, these corpse demons were burned by the flames, without any resistance, all were reduced to ashes.

Not only that, but the corpse demon wearing a battle armor could not escape the fate of being reduced to ashes.

With the death of this corpse demon, the nearby corpse demon fled around like a headless fly.

"Patriarchs, I have found the corpse demon who gave the order!" Zhi Wu exclaimed, "they are some corpse demon in battle armor!!"

"Brother Zhiwu, have a hard time!" Hu Yanling hooked the corner of his mouth and praised.

"Patriarch Huyan, why didn't you see Hu Yanxiu?" Zhi Wu asked by the way, returning from Longji City, he didn't see Hu Yanxiu.

Especially, in such an emergency situation as the corpse demon attacking the city, it is a bit strange that there is no sign.

"Xiu'er is retreating in the family." Hu Yanling said lightly: "There is no way to come out for support for the time being."

Zhi Wu raised her eyebrows, feeling dark in her heart, this guy is really a cultivator. It is estimated that the strength will skyrocket again when he leaves the customs next time.

No way!

He must work harder and definitely cannot lose to Hu Yanxiu.

"Little Brother Zhiwu!" At this time, Cheng Feng killed Zhi Wu's side and said solemnly: "Why don't you see a few elders and the dean?"

"General Cheng, do you look down on our Holy Academy too much, right?" Zhi Wu curled his lips, with a little hostility in his eyes. "With just a few corpse demons, do we still need the elders and dean of our Holy Academy to take action?"

Cheng Feng was slightly startled, then a little embarrassed.

Judging from the current situation, with this group of students and instructors helping out, it should be possible to stabilize the situation.

"Also, our teacher Xiaoman will never kill the second prince." Zhi Wu squinted her eyes and said coldly: "There must be a misunderstanding here. What's more, if the teacher Xiaoman is there, she is alone An army, afraid of a fart corpse!!"

Cheng Feng's eyes sank, and he said coldly: "I don't want to argue with you about this. Now we must first resolve the immediate crisis."

"Don't worry." Zhi Wu curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "Although we are very upset with your court, we still have the importance of things."

After speaking, his figure moved, and he continued to kill those corpses in battle armor.

For a while, the people in Qinhuai City all stared at these corpse demons in battle armor, and constantly killed one by one.

As these corpses in battle armor died, the originally organized corpses immediately dissipated, reducing their pressure a lot.