The Monk

Chapter 545 Missed

He didn't know anyone from Tsing Yi, but he always had to be cautious when meeting a master, and thought of saying a few soft words to ask about his origins. But the man in Tsing Yi didn't give him a chance, so he used his killer move.

The man in Tsing Yi was full of fire and had been holding it in for a whole year. The deadline was approaching, and he was worried that he would not be able to find Zhang. Longhushan sent people to track him down several times. Many things were added together, and it was difficult to think about it without feeling aggrieved. If it were left in the past, he would not pay attention to a group of low-level monks, and it is not worth getting serious with them. But now, Longhu Mountain actually sent three high-level Nascent Soul monks to question him? He didn't take himself as a top-level monk seriously, so he couldn't help but get angry.

To say that King He's disciples are really talented, he accepted eight disciples, and all eight of them have achieved high-level Nascent Soul cultivation, and are known as the Eight Masters of Longhu Mountain. Cai Xiaoxiao and his two junior brothers rushed to Yangjun. When they met the man in Tsing Yi, he opened his mouth to speak, and a bright light flashed across the street. Cai Xiaoxiao was shocked, and the ghost cried without wind. A gloomy sob floated in the air, and the bright light cut into the empty space.

Cai Xiaoxiao and the others retreated several thousand meters and spread out slightly, forming an inverted triangle. Each law enforcement device was on guard.

As both masters, he had seen the power of the sword just now and knew that it was only stronger than him.

The man in green sneered: "Aren't you chasing me? Why are you running?" He charged forward with a big blade in one hand. This thing is really weird. Cai Xiaoxiao and the others have never seen such a magical weapon before. The ghost cried and screamed, and the sound gradually became louder. The other two also released magical weapons to fight against the enemy. One was a wooden barrel, and the other was a hammer. .

The man in Tsing Yi mocked: "A good hand at housework."

The two masters' faces turned red and they raised their hands to point to their respective magic weapons. The two hoops on the outside of the barrel fell off, and the barrel was scattered into eighteen pieces of wood and a barrel bottom. When the breeze blows, the bottom of the round barrel turns into a shield in front of him, and the eighteen pieces of wood turn into eighteen flying swords, flying back and forth in vertical and horizontal directions, drawing one pattern after another in the air. The two barrel hoops slid around the monk's side, adding an extra layer of protection. The hammer didn't change that much. Under the control of the owner, it became bigger and then hit hard with the hammer, completely showing a head-on attitude.

The man in green sneered slightly, the big blade was like a bright cloud, appearing and disappearing suddenly in the sky, never leaving Cai Xiaoxiao. He saw that the Ghost Cry was the greatest threat to him.

It's a pity that both sides of the fight are afraid of the enemy, but they have to fight to the death. Zhang was afraid that if he knew all this, he would definitely thank God for opening his eyes.

The man in Tsing Yi is really powerful even if he is not at the top level of cultivation. He can defeat three against one. If it were not for the terrifying power of the Ghost Crying Magic Artifact, Cai Xiaoxiao and the others would have turned into corpses long ago.

After this fight, Cai Xiaoxiao and the others knew that they could not defeat their opponents, but they were unable to escape. The big blade was faster than the sharpest magic weapon in the world. They didn't know when it would attack them. They could only rely on the three-man battle formation. Ji Guiwei's power was barely able to support him, and he was complaining in his heart. When did Qi become so unsafe?

They were fighting lively, and a disciple from Longhu Mountain saw it and reported the news, so more monks from Longhu Mountain rushed here. The man in Tsing Yi was a little impatient. Why would a group of people like ants be against him? He said angrily: "Go, go, go, go." Three words in a row expressed the anger in his heart, shocking the low-level monks.

Cai Xiaoxiao and the others finally took advantage of this short opportunity to escape. Of course the man in Tsing Yi didn't do it and ran away to catch up. The three of them knew they couldn't escape like this, so they resorted to ruthless tactics and risked their lives. Every time they fought with the man in Tsing Yi, one of them would attack him in a way that would kill them both.

The problem is that the people in Tsing Yi don't want to die, so they succeed repeatedly. They succeeded and ran away, and then the Tsing Yi people chased them again. The three of them continued to play and died together. The Tsing Yi people still didn't want to die, so they gave the three people another chance to run away. As a result, this game of one person chasing and killing three people was played everywhere in the Qi continent, and it was very lively.

Cai Xiaoxiao finally fully realized what Zhang was afraid of, being chased crazily and endlessly. During the fight, the three of them were so tired that they vomited blood. Fortunately, they carried many elixirs and continued to take them to survive.

During the pursuit, Cai Xiaoxiao grew up rapidly and fled to the west with his two junior brothers. He wanted to imitate Zhang Ai and escape into Shiwan Mountain to divert trouble to the west.

At this time, Zhang was afraid that he was also walking to the west. He lay on the broken carriage and did not drive, letting the old horse go along the way. Suddenly, four figures flashed past in the sky, and Zhang was startled. The four masters were fighting desperately. His own tyrannical strength and the leakage of spiritual energy in the pursuit made him immediately aware of the danger.

He stuck his head out of the car and looked up at the sky. The four people were moving very fast, so of course they couldn't see anything. He retracted his head and stopped the carriage, hesitating whether to move on.

Four people flashed past in the sky, and Cai Xiaoxiao fled to the west hoping to meet King He in the mountain. When something happened in Yangjun, King He vaguely felt that many things seemed to be targeted at Longhu Mountain. When he couldn't collect enough clues, he decided to find out the death of King Wu first.

After searching for more than ten years, there were no clues, and he knew that there would be no clues in the future. So I decided to question him face to face. A top-level Nascent Soul monk has his own pride and respect, and would rather die than tell lies.

Judging from the traces of chases and fights along the way, the place where King Wu last appeared was quite close to the mountain peak. There was a venerable person living in seclusion on the mountain peak. He wanted to ask that venerable person directly if it was related to the death of King Wu?

There is no other way. To solve the problem with the attitude of a blind cat hitting a mouse, it is also an explanation to King Wu, and even more to himself. If you don't get an answer when you ask directly, you can only say: I'm sorry, apprentice, but the master tried his best.

Cai Xiaoxiao knew that his master was heading west, so he ran away to Shiwanda Mountain, hoping to find his master. But in such a hurry all the way, Zhang Ao flew over his head and didn't even notice him.

But just because he didn't find Zhang Ping, it doesn't mean that others can't find it either. The man in green swooped to a stop in the air, filtering the place he had just flown through in his mind. He vaguely felt that there was a very familiar aura just now. After thinking for a moment, he was sure that the aura was Zhang Ping's. The figure swished back the same way, using all his consciousness to search the ground under his feet.

It wasn't that he wanted to look for him like this. He was actually chasing him too fast and he was flying thousands of miles in an instant. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was flying thousands of miles in a flash. He didn't know where he was flying in a daze. It was extremely difficult to find Zhang Fei.

Cai Xiaoxiao was running away in front, and suddenly felt the strong pressure behind him disappear. When he turned around, he saw that the man in Tsing Yi was no longer pursuing him. He asked the two junior brothers to stop and figured out what that person was doing.

Cai Xiaoxiao, who was always bold, proposed to go back and have a look, but was rejected by the two junior brothers and turned around to Yangjun.

Zhang Wen sat in the carriage and thought for a while, feeling vaguely bad. Without any further hesitation, he dodged into the earth and quickly dived thousands of miles, holding his breath and pretending to be dead.

The man in Tsing Yi searched the sky inch by inch. He quickly searched the carriage but found nothing. Then he continued forward until he stopped searching a day later and said angrily: "That bastard got away again."