The Monk

Chapter 361 Don’t give up

Zhang Ai raised his head and pretended to be confused: "Why are you flying so high?" The scholar pretended that what happened just now had not happened, and replied with a smile: "There is a big bird here, come up and take a look? Maybe there is a treasure inside it."

"It's boring." If he couldn't kill him, he would say something to annoy him. Zhang Ain, who had always thought about it, put away the ice and lay down and said.

Sensing that Zhang was afraid of killing, the scholar in Tsing Yi fell back into the boat and continued to swim with him in the sea.

"Who am I talking about? How long do you plan to stay with me?" Anyway, I am idle, and I have nothing to talk about.

"My name is Izuku." The scholar said his name, but did not answer the question.

"Izumo is just Izumo, why do you want to be taller? Who gave you the bad name?" If I can't kill you, I will make you mad. Zhang Wen tried hard to make him angry.

"Hundreds of years ago, I was called Izumo. Later, when my cultivation became higher, I was given the honorific title by my disciples." Izumo's temper is not generally good.

"You still have a sect? What sect? It's pretty average, I think."

"I won't say the name of the sect. Anyway, the sect was not wiped out." No matter how good-tempered a person is, he can still make people angry.

Zhang feared that he would be furious and dare to expose my scars? As soon as his mind moved, the sea surface in the distance was frozen again, but Izumo still ran away.

"You run so fast, are you a rat?" Zhang Ao shouted to Izumo high in the sky.

"My life is at stake, so I don't dare to be unhappy." Izumo refused to get angry after being attacked and killed over and over again.

"Hey, tell me, why is it so difficult to kill someone?" Zhang Zhi was extremely shameless.

"It's not difficult, not difficult at all. If you don't believe me, just stay still and let me kill you once. I'll kill you with one move." Izumo fell back into the boat again, pointed to the large ice around him and said, "I said that Someone, eliminate this."

Zhang Weijing glanced at Yun full of resentment, snapped his fingers, and said: "Brother, can we discuss it? You should leave quickly. If you come home too late, your family will not leave food for you." There is an age difference between the two. The disparity is huge. I don't know how many generations are in between. Even if we talk about seniority in terms of cultivation, at least he is from the master generation. He is really embarrassed to call others the eldest brother.

Izumo was stunned when he heard the words, and then he smiled and said: "Oh, that's a good word. I haven't heard anyone call it for hundreds of years. Little brother, call me two more times." These two guys are a match for each other and will meet a good talent. The poor man It’s not over.

Zhang Ai rolled his eyes and stopped talking. The old guy's face was comparable to Zhang Tianfang's, and his strength was equal to that of a pig or a kitten. Combining their strengths against him, he should not be reckless and forceful, but should avoid their sharp edges to preserve his strength.

He didn't speak, and neither did Izumo. As a master, jumping up and down because of the ice was not a glorious thing. Then he saw in the boundless sea, under the scorching sun, two people lying on each boat thousands of meters apart, motionless, letting the currents carry them drifting like dead people.

One day, two days, three days, Zhang Ain couldn't help but ask: "Are you dead?"

"No." Izumo replied simply.

"When will you die?"

"You asked a few days ago."

"Forgot." It seemed that Zhang was afraid that he was planning to become poor, but Izumo unexpectedly didn't answer. Instead, he stood up and looked north, and then sighed: "I knew they wouldn't give up so easily."

Zhang Ain sat up and asked, "Are those old guys here again?" As soon as he finished asking, he felt a huge pressure coming on him. A dozen black spots appeared on the horizon. After a while, the black spots grew larger and stopped at Zhang Ain's eyes. In the distance, a dozen figures appeared.

The old guy with an injured wrist is not here, the old guy who ran away first is not here, the old guy in gray clothes who used the Buddhist Prajna Finger is not here, the old guy with a black face who turned into a werewolf is not here, the old guy who is a scholar is in the boat in the distance, Excluding these five people, the other twelve people all returned, including the old man with a white beard and the handsome young man in purple who failed in the sneak attack.

After Zhang Awei finished counting one by one, he asked the old man with a white beard with a cold face, "Are you here to ask for a beating?"

In fact, if you think about it, you will know how masters who have cultivated to this level would give up so easily. They left just to confuse Zhang Awei and make him lower his guard, and then made a sudden attack. This was similar to what Izumo Moji Zhang Awei did, but It’s just a different way of choosing. The twelve people discussed and decided to make a surprise attack, using one wave after another of killing moves to make Zhang Ai unable to guard against one thing or another. No matter how powerful his water spells were, he had no time to use them, and then they took his life and divided his treasure.

For masters of this level, being able to travel thousands of miles in an instant is definitely not a lie, but because Izumo reminded Zhang Zhi that he was prepared, it made it difficult for them to launch a sneak attack. Of course, if Izumo doesn't remind him, the ice crystal piglet and kitten will remind him.

The old man with the white beard had a gloomy face and said nothing. He turned to look at a middle-aged man dressed as a warlock among the twelve people. The middle-aged man was wearing linen robes and had skinny cheeks. When he saw the white beard looking at him, he turned his eyes and looked at him. To the bald man who once pointed out that piglets and kittens are spiritual animals. The bald man coughed lightly and said: "This, that, kill!"

The word "kill" sounded loudly, and twelve people heard the sound and moved. Not to mention Zhang Afraid, even these dozen or so people did not expect that the bald man would give orders at this moment, and they would control their magical weapons in a hurry to attack crazily.

This attack was different from the previous one. It was no longer meant to be a test, and the attack was merciless. Twelve people tried their best to kill Zhang Wen.

But they didn't know that Zhang was afraid that with the help of magical objects like ice crystals, all his attacks were stopped in front of several ice walls.

Zhang was afraid of being disturbed many times and became angry. The white tiger did not show its power and thought I was a kitten. He threw the kittens and piglets outside the ice wall and ordered them to kill! The pigs and kittens regarded the attacks of these guys as provocations to the noble spiritual beasts, and sprayed out countless rockets and ice arrows up and down. In particular, Mao Mao used the sea as his arm and shot endless ice arrows at the twelve masters.

The masters gave way to the rockets, formed shields to defend against the ice arrows, and used spells to counter them, but they were still beaten back and gradually lost the ability to fight back.

Izumo watched the excitement from afar and thought to himself: "Fortunately it's not me who gets beaten, otherwise I really wouldn't know how to resist."

The kitten attacked fiercely, but the masters still refused to retreat. Seeing how ungrateful they were, Zhang was afraid that he might have murderous intentions. When Izumo found out, he immediately flew up and hid far away. The twelve masters had also been killed for a long time. When they sensed the danger, they immediately ran away and escaped.

Just when he was about to kill, all the people ran away. Zhang was very angry. He closed the ice wall in front of him, called back the piglets and kittens, and shouted to a group of masters: "Come again!"

There were ice walls to resist the long-range and short-range attacks, and there were endless attacks from ferocious spiritual beasts. The twelve masters tried hard not to touch Zhang Awei, but they couldn't let go of the greed in their hearts. Do they really want to return in vain?

Zhang Ai was still shouting: "Come on, why don't you dare?"

Everyone in the field is the overlord of one party, and they are all arrogant people who can no longer be arrogant. Because the deadline is approaching, they enter the world to find medicine, but they are insulted by an arrogant boy in public, and their faces become ugly. Fortunately, this "people" were within the scope of the insult, so everyone sighed secretly and turned a deaf ear.