Seeing that the two sides were deadlocked, Zhao Youliang hurriedly winked at the mad ghost prisoner, signaling him to lead the backward walking corpse into the "Yang Nu Formation" that he had set up.
Before his death, the madman was a general who led troops into battle on the front lines, so naturally he was well aware of everything around him.
Upon receiving Zhao Youliang's signal, they immediately retreated while fighting, slowly approaching the "Yang Nu Formation".
The big yellow dog was even more "cunning (Note 1)". Upon seeing this, it immediately understood and cooperated with its little lackey to slowly "retreat" the prisoner.
Once everyone involved in the fight had entered the range of the Yang Nu Formation, Zhao Youliang immediately activated the formation.
"The golden crow descends from the sky, earth fire erupts, and human vitality surges forth! Break! Break! Break!"
With the incantation's blessing, the Yang Wrath Array instantly cracked open, and the pure Yang energy accumulated inside surged out of the crack like cannonballs, its target being the inverted corpse.
Putting aside the power, the sheer volume of the sound was like someone suddenly striking a large bell right next to our ears, the "boom" knocking everyone to the ground.
The first zombie to be hit let out a scream and was sent flying, falling into the darkness in the distance, its fate unknown.
After a moment, Zhao Youliang finally came to his senses from the deafening noise, and spoke while vigorously rubbing his sore ears.
"We...we won?"
"The backwards zombie was blasted to death by the great formation?!"
After Zhao Youliang finished speaking, Li Mao, who was next to him, shouted back, "What? What did you say, Quantum Bro? I can't hear you!"
"Speak louder!!"
Clearly, this kid has been temporarily deafened by the Yang Wrath Array...
Not only Li Mao, but everyone else was the same.
Especially the grasshopper spirit with the lowest level of cultivation, who only possesses a yin body.
He was lying on the ground with a "ball of yarn" all over his face, muttering "Holy crap, holy crap" and unable to get up, just like a drunkard.
Of the group, only Chang Jie was normal and could hear Zhao Youliang's words clearly.
"Quantum, don't worry, I'll go take a look for you right away."
"But I float slowly, so don't be impatient."
Unfortunately, Zhao Youliang was also deaf at this time. When he saw Chang Jie seemingly saying something to him, he quickly asked back loudly.
"Huh? Eggboy, what did you just say?"
"Speak louder, I can't hear you!"
Helpless, Chang Jie could only reply dejectedly, "It's okay, Quantum, you can continue to be deaf."
After speaking, it slowly floated up from Li Mao's head and drifted slowly towards the place where the backward-walking corpse had fallen.
When he finally managed to float to the spot where the inverted corpse had fallen, he heard a roar that was neither male nor female.
Then... then Chang Jie was slapped back by the backward-walking corpse, and with a thud, he bumped into the grasshopper spirit who had finally managed to get up.
The grasshopper spirit screamed and collapsed to the ground again, while Chang Jie rolled away a long way.
After finally regaining his balance, the little boy's chubby face was full of grievance.
Tears welled in her large and small eyes: "Quantum, he hit me, slapped me across the face."
“I’m not afraid of him hitting me. I’ll go to Wanlong Mountain to find my dad. My dad has a big tail, and he whips that kid so loudly.”
Just as Chang Jie was muttering to himself, the backward-walking zombie slowly approached.
Heavy footsteps thudded out, like the muffled beat of war drums.
Moreover, the appearance of the backward-facing zombie had changed drastically. Although it was still folded up and crawling on its head and using its hands and feet, the man's face had become a yin-yang face.
The faces of men and women each accounted for half... to be precise, the faces of warlord Wu and his wife each accounted for half.
This is the true form of the Yin-Yang Corpse, and also its strongest form.
Seeing this, Liao Zhiyuan became anxious and pulled the foolish Li Mao behind him.
"No, no way!"
"Quantum Bro, they're not even hurt, what are we supposed to do?!"
By this time, Zhao Youliang's hearing had improved considerably, so he was able to hear Liao Zhiyuan's voice.
Just as he was about to shout, "You all retreat first, I'll cover your retreat," he heard the mad prisoner suddenly roar to the sky.
"Where are my brothers?! May their souls return!!!"
Amidst the roar, a chilling wind arose, and over a hundred skeleton soldiers clad in tattered armor materialized and appeared behind the mad ghost.
With a clang of armor clashing, they knelt on one knee, their movements perfectly synchronized, a hundred men as one.
"We pay our respects to the General!"
Looking at his former comrades and brothers, the madman's eyes turned bloodshot.
"With a formidable enemy at hand, there's no need for formalities. You must quickly follow me to fight!"
"promise!"
Upon hearing the madman's words, all the skeleton ghost soldiers immediately stood up, forming small battle formations of three or five, and charged towards the backward zombies with a sword in one hand and a shield in the other.
The mad prisoner naturally took the lead, his originally messy long hair standing on end.
The thick iron chain in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and with a whoosh, it lashed out at the waist of the backward-walking corpse.
"die!"
Upon seeing this, the yin-yang face of the inverted corpse became ferocious.
Without flinching, he raised his arm to block the iron chain that was being lashed out: "You're the ones who will die, hehehehe!"
With a muffled thud, the iron chain was sent flying high into the air by the backward-walking corpse.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the backward-walking corpse grinned and pounced on the mad ghost prisoner.
After all, he was once a warlord who led troops into battle, so he naturally understood the principle of capturing the leader first.
Upon seeing this, the madman laughed loudly, "Well done!"
He suddenly pulled back the thick iron chain that bound his body, and raised the shackles high to smash them down on the backward-walking corpse.
There was absolutely no intention to dodge; it was a fight where they traded injuries for injuries and even their lives for lives!
The Mad Prisoner truly lives up to his name!
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