Collect the rags and I become a clairvoyant doctor

Chapter 2239: Divine Sword

"I have never met such a stubborn person in my life!"

Looking at Zhentian's determined back, King Wu couldn't help but scold him.

Knowing that it is dangerous outside, Zhentian still wants to go out. Does he think that his ancestors will remember them, the descendants, after they die?

That is nothing but a foolish dream!

"The body in the coffin stood up!"

At this moment, Qin Fei suddenly said something that made King Wu feel horrified.

When he looked up, he saw that there was indeed a corpse standing up in the coffin. The only difference between this corpse and the other corpses was that this corpse was covered with things that looked like iron nails.

Like the legendary soul-fixing nail.

"What is this thing?" His eyes widened, and King Wu began to wonder what was going on with this corpse.

"Om~"

Just as the two of them were talking in a low voice, suddenly a strange wave came from the corpse. The next second, the corpse waved his hand, and instantly the magic sword not far away fell into his hand.

"Cao, he won't be alive, will he?"

Seeing that the artifact he wanted had fallen into the hands of the corpse, Qin Fei's pupils couldn't help but shrink violently.

He felt that the corpse in front of him was very likely to attack them.

"Ancestor, I am the 28th generation successor of the Guardian Organization. Do you want to kill all of your own people?" Looking at the corpse, Zhentian's face did not show any fear.

On the contrary, at this moment he actually wanted to reason with a corpse.

His ancestors had long since perished in the long river of history. As a person whose vitality had reached the end, how could he possibly control the movements of his own corpse now?

Therefore, the corpse in front of him was not the ancestor of his Guardian organization at all.

They are no longer his own people, but Zhentian still wants to reason with them. It's ridiculous.

"Buzz!"

Almost at the moment when Zhentian opened his mouth to speak, the corpse had already raised the magic sword in his hand, and then slashed at Zhentian who was closest to him.

There was no aura fluctuation from this knife, but when the knife light really appeared, Zhentian's eyes widened and his hair stood on end.

Because at this moment he had already developed the illusion that he was completely locked in.

It was as if there was no way he could avoid the knife.

"Ancestor..."

There was shock in his eyes. Zhentian never expected that he, the successor of the Guardian Organization, would be killed by his own ancestor!

At this moment, he had even forgotten to resist and stood there motionless, as if someone had cast a spell to immobilize him.

"go!"

Fortunately, at the critical moment, King Wu extended a helping hand to Zhentian. He grabbed Zhentian's arm and then pulled it forward suddenly, just avoiding the knife that was chopped down by the corpse.

"Don't have any unrealistic fantasies in your heart. He is no longer your ancestor. Now he is just a monster without any emotions!" King Wu growled in Zhentian's ear.

"impossible!"

"I don't believe the ancestors will kill me!"

As he spoke, Zhentian forcibly broke free from King Wu's hand, and he once again rushed towards the corpse without knowing whether to live or die.

"Fuck, are you really crazy?"

Seeing Zhentian being so stubborn, King Wu was so angry that he even swore.

It was obvious that something was wrong with the corpse. Zhentian actually tried to reason with such a thing, which was tantamount to seeking death.

"The magic sword has fallen into his hands. What should we do next?" Zhentian looked at King Wu and asked.

"Don't think about how to get the divine sword now. Let's take care of ourselves first."

The corpse is holding a magic sword, so its fighting power is definitely beyond doubt. Even if he does not reveal any aura, the power of the magic sword alone is enough to pose a threat to them.

As the old saying goes, the same weapon will have different power in the hands of different people.

No one knew what realm this ancestor of the Guardian Organization was in when he died, but he was definitely much stronger than them. Even though he is now just a corpse without any cultivation, the strength of his physical body alone is enough to drive the divine sword to unleash unimaginable combat power.

So they had to stay out of the spotlight for the time being.

The corpse failed to kill Zhentian, and then he jumped out of the coffin.

Seeing this scene, King Wu's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Because the corpse was already looking towards them.

Since it was a corpse, there must be no eyeballs in its eye sockets, only two empty depressions. However, being looked at like this, King Wu still felt creepy.

He felt like he was being targeted.

"King Wu, I feel that the problem may lie with the nails on his body. If we can find a way to pull out the nails, perhaps we can get the magic sword!" At this time Qin Fei proposed a reasonable solution.

"Nonsense, do you think we have a chance to get closer to each other now?"

If the opponent had no weapons, they might still be able to maneuver, but now with the magic sword in their hands, the opponent was like a humanoid killing weapon. Once he got too close, they might not even have room to dodge.

Trying to snatch the knife in this situation would be too dangerous.

"Why don't you let me try it?" At this moment, Zhentian suddenly stood up and said.

"You try?" Hearing this, King Wu looked at him and asked, "Do you still want to naively reason with the other party?"

"I can understand trying to reason with a living person, but trying to reason with someone who has been dead for thousands of years, isn't that a fantasy?"

"I'm not trying to reason with them. I'm trying to use the token of my Guardian organization to see if I can stop them from attacking!"

The corpse has been dead for thousands of years, but now it miraculously stood up. This is not a normal thing, so Zhentian wants to use more ways to try the effect.

"Okay, go ahead and try it."

As he was talking, King Wu let Zhentian go. They were all adults who had lived for hundreds of years, and King Wu believed that Zhentian would have his own judgment on what to do and what not to do.

And if they retreat now, no one would be willing to do so, because they have gained nothing so far.

After Zhentian took the initiative to walk towards the corpse, King Wu walked to Qin Fei's side and asked in a low voice: "Can you tell what power drives the corpse?"

"There seems to be a consciousness still remaining in his body, but I don't know whether this consciousness is the ancestor of the Guardian Organization." Qin Fei shook his head.

A corpse that has been dead for thousands of years would definitely not be able to stand up without any driving force, let alone swing a knife at them.

As long as they figure out the reason, maybe they will have a chance to get the magic sword.

"So you think it's the nails on his body that worked and trapped this consciousness inside the corpse?" King Wu asked again.

"Everything is based on speculation. That thing is so conspicuous, it must have a function. What is the specific function? Maybe we will know it after we get these things down."

"Ancestor, I am the 28th generation descendant of the Guardian Organization, and this is my token of inheritance!"

At this moment, there was movement from Zhentian's side. He let out a loud shout, and then he took out a piece of black jade directly from his space ring.

The texture of black jade is very transparent and its value is obvious at first glance.

However, this piece of black jade is not a collectible item circulated on the market. It is something that only each generation of leaders of the Guardian Organization can own. It is equivalent to the emperor's imperial seal in ancient times.

Two words were clearly engraved on the jade: "Guard!"

Protect the earth and protect all mankind!

This is the meaning of the Guardian Organization's existence, and it is also the rule of conduct they have been silently practicing.

Originally, the corpse had already raised the magic sword in his hand high up, but when he saw the piece of black jade in Zhentian's hand, his movements became slow.

It was as if he had recognized this thing.

But in fact, this pause was only one or two seconds. The next moment, he swung the magic sword in his hand towards Zhentian without hesitation.

"withdraw!"

This time, without waiting for Zhentian to run away on his own initiative, King Wu had already rushed to him and dragged him away.

Regardless of whether the consciousness inside this corpse is the ancestor of their Guardian organization, they will definitely be attacked by the other side if they stay here.

If they want to obtain the divine sword, they may have to make new plans.

"What are you pulling me for?"

"He must be the ancestor of my Guardian organization. His movements stopped when he saw Xuan Yu just now. I think he must still have his own consciousness." Zhentian shouted.

"so what?"

"Are you not going to retreat but just stand here waiting to be stabbed?" King Wu sneered.

"King Wu, I think we can forcibly remove the things from his body." At this moment, Qin Fei seemed to have an idea and spoke.

"What do you mean?" King Wu looked at Qin Fei.

"Although this corpse can move, its movements are relatively slow. I think as long as we are fast enough, we still have a chance to remove these nails." Qin Fei said.

"Okay, then I will attract the opponent head-on, and you go and pull out the nails!" King Wu nodded and agreed to Qin Fei's plan.

"action!"

Qin Fei and King Wu were both people who didn't like nonsense. Now that they had a direction, they would of course take action immediately.

"Come on, attack me!"

King Wu rushed directly to the corpse and hooked his finger at it provocatively.

The corpse did not hesitate and immediately swung the magic sword in his hand towards King Wu.

Almost at the moment when the corpse raised his hand, Qin Fei, seizing the opportunity, also moved.

He burst his speed to the extreme and then rushed directly to the corpse.

"Lose!"

With his palms on the ground, Qin Fei kicked directly with his foot.

In Qin Fei's imagination, his full-strength kick could even cause a mountain to collapse, so there was no reason why he couldn't even kick down a nail stuck in someone's body.

But in fact, Qin Fei really overestimated himself. When he kicked the nail, not only did the nail fall off, but Qin Fei also felt a sharp pain in his foot. It was a backlash.