Chapter 107 Repudiate

Many dead brides stood in front of the group of hunters not far away. Yang Bao knew that even if the yellow talisman was powerful, he and his juniors only brought a small amount with them. Also, if they faced a stronger opponent, these talismans would be nothing more than yellow paper with the words written on them.

Yang Bao looked back at the many juniors standing behind him. He said, "Female juniors, you stand here, don't let these corpses pass by you."

Female disciples, "Understood, second senior brother."

Yang Bao said, "The rest, follow me forward."

Fu Pengfei looked at Xiao Mei and said, "You stay with them."

Xiao Mei nodded.

The thirty people began to move to the right of the village, towards the row of coffins that Fang Weimin had mentioned one day earlier. Along the way, the Guozhao hunters use their talisman to stop the brides from advancing.

One of the disciples said, "Second senior brother, if we continue to encounter dead brides, our talisman will be used up very quickly."

Fang Weimin said, "We don't have enough talismans to stop all these dead brides. When I went to investigate yesterday, there were hundreds of rows of coffins at the foot of the mountain."

Fang Weisheng said, "Who knows how many dead brides there are." He pasted a yellow paper talisman on one of the dead brides. He was very angry with the dead brides who kept coming. He kicked the dead bride in front of him to the ground, and the red veil covering the head of the dead bride fell from the dead bride's head. Fang Weisheng was shocked when he saw the dead bride's face. "Second senior brother, look." He pointed to the corpse under his right foot.

The hunters quickly surrounded Fang Weisheng and the corpse under Fang Weisheng's foot. Even if the flesh of the corpse was dry to the bone, the hunter could tell that the bride was a man.

Fu Pengfei muddled, "That's not right, why is this person wearing a woman's wedding dress?"

Fu Yongrui quickly lifted the red veil on the head of the other brides and said, "These are also male brides."

Fang Weimin looked at the many corpses they stopped along the way. He said, "Are these are male brides?"

Yang Bao said, "I believe so...those that fell into a deep sleep are young and middle-aged male. I have zero doubt that the dead brides standing in front of us are also men."

Fang Weisheng frowned, "Ah... we should have left yesterday morning."

Just as the hunter stood talking, a sedan chair flew out of the darkness and stopped a few yards away from the hunters. They heard soft laughter from inside the sedan chair.

Female voice, "Who? Who dares to take our husband away from us."

Fang Weimin, "Since you dare to create such a lovely atmosphere, why don't you dare to show your face." He slashed at a dead bride charging towards him with his sword.

The clot on the sedan chair slowly rose, and slowly walked out of the old sedan chair. It was a woman in a red plain wedding dress with a red veil that covered her head. She walked slowly towards the group of men a few meters away from her.

The dead bride pointed to the group of men and asked, "Why are you unaffected?"

Fang Weisheng said, "Why should we be affected?"

"No one can escape my spell," said the dead bride. She turned her head from side to side as if she could see through her red veil. "You are not ordinary people." She sneered. "Even if you are not an ordinary man, I can still make you, my husband."

Yang Bao said, "Our feet are ours, whether to go or stay is not your choice, it's our choice."

The dead bride said, "The moment you step into this village, your fate is doomed." She pointed to the group of men again. "Give me your soul and life energy and you won't feel pain."

Fang Weisheng drew his sword and rushed towards the dead bride. "I refuse," he said angrily.

The dead bride flew up, stood on the roof of the sedan chair, and the two dead brides rushed to Fang Weisheng.

Fang Weimin swung his sword forward, and a sword beam pierced the top of the sedan chair, causing the dead bride to fly out and land a few feet away from the sedan chair.

Fang Weisheng saw a young man in a wedding dress sitting in the sedan chair, as if he had fallen asleep. Fang Weisheng grabbed the young man's left shoulder and flew back to the group of hunters.

The dead bride stretched out her arms and shouted, "No! Give him back to me!"

Fang Weisheng said, "Second senior brother is he."

Yang Bao quickly checked the young man's pulse, but there was none. Yang Bao shook his head, "This young man is already dead." Yang Bao turned to the dead bride. "No matter how much vitality you use to bring him back to life, when the soul no longer wants to live, all you can have is a lifeless body."

The dead bride screamed fiercely, "I don't believe you, give him back to me." She let out a vine and went straight for the body of the young dead man.

Fang Weisheng and Fang Weimin rushed forward to fight back against the dead bride's vines. The dead bride's vine quickly wrapped Fang Weisheng tightly around Fang Weisheng's body. Just when Fang Weimin was about to support Fang Weisheng, another vine spontaneously grew out of the ground and wrapped tightly around Fang Weisheng's body. The dead bride rushed forward and grabbed Fang Weimin's neck.

The dead bride pulled Fang Weimin closer to her and said viciously, "He is mine!" The dead bride screamed in front of Fang Weimin. Her right-hand gripped Fang Weimin's throat tightly. She wrapped Fang Weisheng tightly with vines and pushed him away.

Fang Weisheng was sliding towards Yang Bao, and many vines rushed towards him. Yang Bao flew over and stood in front of Fang Weisheng. Yang Bao pulled out his sword, quickly swung his sword forward, cut off all the vines that shot at Fang Weisheng, and his sword returned to his hand. He cut off the vines wrapped around Fang Weisheng. Yang Bao helped him to stand up.

Fu Yongrui threw many needles at the dead bride, and the dead bride reached out to Fu Yongrui, just as Fu Pengfei slashed the dead bride's right arm with his sword and Fu Yongrui slashed vine that tightened around Fang Weimin.

The dead bride screamed, Yang Bao hurriedly stepped forward, and cut off the dead bride's head with his sword.

The hunters slowly retreated to the side of the group, and the body parts of the dead bride quickly rolled back into a pile and reassembled. Six junior males flew over and covered the dismembered body parts with a golden net.

A male hunter looked at Yang Bao and said worriedly, "Second senior brother, how do we kill it?"

"Second senior brother... the magic net can't hold it much longer."

"Think of something."

Yang Bao knew that he couldn't kill the undead with sword attacks. They will have to use magic to suppress the dead. He said, "Weisheng summon Shan." He rushed forward, took out a talisman, and stuck it on the body of the dead bride who was assembling her body parts on the way.

"Second senior brother! The magic net begins to crack."

Yang Bao shouted at his juniors, "Separate the parts, don't let them assemble."

The magic net suddenly burst, and the body parts of the dead bride quickly gathered. She loosened the red ribbons wrapped around the six male juniors who had previously suppressed her body parts, flew towards the rows of coffins, and dragged the six juniors with her.

With a single swing of his sword, Yang Bao chopped off six pieces of red ribbon and rescued the six juniors. As the dead bride stood on one of the coffins, the hunters rushed to the six juniors.

The dead bride looked at the hunters and chuckled. She challenged, "Come on...if you think you can separate me from my young master...think again. He promised to live and die with me."

Yang Bao said, "He died a long time ago. His soul has reached the gate of hell."

The dead bride said stubbornly, "Liar!"

Yang Bao said, "There's no reason to lie to you."

Yang Bao put two fingers on the forehead of the dead young man; the vital energy of life that preserved the corpse rose into the air and evaporated. When the last life energy leaves the corpse. The dead young man was left with the bones in the wedding gown.

The dead bride was gasping for breath, "You!" Shee pointed her finger at Yang Bao. "Kill him. Kill all of them! Kill!"