The Monk

Chapter 656 Round

Zhang Ai was extremely fast and chased after the four swords. He appeared in front of Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian first. He slashed with the hard iron sword, a black shadow passed by, and the four bone swords broke into two pieces.

However, the ghost disciples attacked one after another. The five people used flying swords to force Zhang Awei to return to defense. They took this opportunity to sneak out and attack, holding the bone sword again and flying towards Zhang Awei. The three of them entangled Zhang Awei, and the two Attack Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian respectively.

All this was done in the blink of an eye. After the hard iron knife swung out a black shadow, five black shadows followed.

Because he was worried about the two people behind him, Zhang did not dare to rush over and could not dodge, so he had to use the hard iron sword to sweep across the three ghost disciples who attacked him, and cut into pieces the three bone swords at the same time. He easily forced back three masters, but two others attacked Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian at the same time. At this time, he had no time to spare.

Fortunately, there were ghost swords. The nine ghost kings risked their lives and burst out with all their power. A bone sword flew with a clang, but there was still another sword stabbing Fang Jian. Just now he dragged Zhang Tianfang away. The distance between the two was too close. Now there was no way to avoid him. He hid, and it was Zhang Tianfang who was stabbed. Besides, he might not be able to escape, so he had to grit his teeth and raise his sword to fight.

Because his cultivation level is slightly lower, his movements are not as fast as the bone sword. He misses every move and the bone sword is about to pierce his head.

At this time, a strong air current blew through the air, and a big black bird appeared out of thin air. Its sharp beak pecked at the bone sword, and it flew away with a clang.

Zhang was afraid that he had already released the black bird when he discovered that the three ghost disciples were sneaking up on him. Because the top-level masters fought too fast and many things happened in the lightning and flint. It seemed that the black bird was late, but in fact it was as soon as the black bird appeared. They flew towards Zhang Tianfang and the two men. Along with the black birds, eight shadow tigers appeared, and they also shouldered the responsibility of guarding.

There was a clang, and the ghost sword opened the bone sword. There was another clang, and the black bird blocked the bone sword, causing the sneak attack of the two ghost disciples to fail. Seeing this, Zhang Fei felt fierce and swung the hard iron knife out into a black shadow. Black lines flew from the edge of the blade, forming a large net that covered the five ghost disciples. The five ghost disciples saw that the Ghost Sword and the Black Bird were powerful and knew that they could no longer make a sneak attack. However, the even stronger Zhang was afraid that he would go crazy and kill them. The five of them were no match for him, so they turned around and dodged into the valley formation without hesitation.

At this point, the first round ended. The ghost disciples were dead and two others had destroyed three bone swords. Zhang Ai, Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian were beaten so hard that no one was injured or killed.

The ghost disciples in the formation appeared one by one. Except for the two dead people, there were eleven people standing proudly. Behind them were a thousand black-armored troops. Blood-red eyes stared at Zhang Weifang and the three of them. There were also two dark Nascent Souls who were also staring at each other angrily. The two guys were quite miserable. One of them was killed by Zhang Afraid when they met and took advantage of the melee to escape back to the magic circle.

Zhang Tianda was furious: "What are you looking at? Come out!" The fight just now was the most dangerous in his life. He had no time to react and could only stand and wait for death. Fang Jian was also very angry, his face was as dark as water and he said nothing. He finally advanced to the first level, but he was still a loser in a fight with an expert. His reputation as the first genius was all false! It’s very harmful! Thinking about how to advance quickly.

In front of the two people are eight shadow tigers, and above their heads is a black bird. Two of the shadow tigers stared at one of the eleven ghost disciples, their eyes filled with hatred.

Zhang Zhen realized that the two tigers were injured by the ghost disciple, and thought to himself: "The top-level ghost disciples are really powerful, they can catch up with the speed of the shadow tiger."

Due to the restriction of the formation, the thousand-man black-armored team could not advance too far and stopped only a few dozen meters out of the valley. The eleven ghost disciples were even more cautious. The fear in front of them was beyond imagination. Apart from the Ghost Emperor, they also I have never seen anyone make himself disappear just by relying on speed, so I have to be cautious.

Zhang Ai turned around and asked, "Are you two okay?" He tried his best to be careful, protected at all levels, and even used himself as a shield, but the ghosts still took advantage of him.

"It's okay." Zhang Tianfang replied loudly. Fang Jian whispered: "It's okay."

Zhang Wei nodded, unable to let these bastards go, so he continued to attack, took out a large number of top-level talismans, and threw them at the magic circle like trash. This time, it was denser, more accurate, and more ruthless. After only five talismans, The stream of light above the magic circle reappeared, and many graphics also showed color. The huge explosion consumed too much power of the magic circle.

The ghost disciples looked at each other and quickly formed three three-person teams, spinning like tops and rushing out of the magic circle. Each one stabbed Zhang Wei with a bone sword. The first person stabbed, and the second followed. Then came the third person, and the three formed a circle that kept attacking.

The ghost disciples had used this trick before when they sneaked into Tianlei Mountain. Zhang was afraid that he was familiar with it and knew that they wanted to lock him up. The three teams stabbed at each other in three positions. As long as they hit the first sword, they would not be able to escape even if they wanted to. The consecutive flying stabs were too fast and there was no way to dodge them.

But that was talking about others, it was just child's play to Zhang Awei, he didn't dodge, he used the undulating divine sword to stab the opponent, sword tip to sword tip, and the sword quickly connected with each other, only to hear a quick cracking sound, All the bone swords of the first three-person team were stabbed in two.

However, there were three teams attacking together. The first team blocked Zhang Ain's movement, and the other two teams were not idle either. A sword shot out like lightning, both stabbing at the head.

Zhang Ai sneered, lest you guys not come. While holding the Divine Sword in his right hand and stabbing the ghost disciple quickly, he raised a tall hard iron sword in his left hand and huddled behind the sword to block the attacks of the other two groups. There was only a crisp sound like pearls falling on a silver plate, and the big hard iron sword did nothing at all, turning into the strongest shield in the world to protect Zhang Ai.

At this time, Zhang was afraid of moving. He let go of the hard iron knife, disappeared without a trace amid the clanging sound, and quickly flew towards the ghost disciple closest to him. If nothing unexpected happened, the next moment the silver sword would pierce the black clothes and reveal a bleeding hole.

As soon as he acted, the nine ghost disciples retreated at the same time as if they had been ordered. While they were retreating, two ghost disciples in the formation moved instantly, and several sword rains stabbed into the empty space next to the ghost disciple closest to Zhang Ai. As long as they retreated, Zhang Awei came over with a sneak attack. As long as Zhang Awei appeared in this empty space, he would definitely be hit by the sword before the person being attacked.

As expected of a top-level master, the eleven ghost disciples were really good at calculating. Zhang was afraid that he would sense danger when he attacked the ghost disciple, so he drew his sword and evaded, and then planned to attack the next person, but nine ghost disciples had already rushed in. Protective array, and control the bone sword to fight back, and the two ghost disciples who appeared after responding.

Zhang was afraid that he had a headache. The bones of these guys were inexhaustible. He was too lazy to destroy the bone sword and flew back slightly, appearing in front of Zhang Tianfang and the other two.

This was the second round between the two sides. The ghost disciples used the cyclic attacks of eleven people to withstand Zhang Wei's ghostly movement, eliminating the danger that the magic circle might be broken, and the two sides could barely call it a draw.

Looking at the talisman in his hand, Zhang Ping thought: It would be great if there was a spiritual cannon. One shot would cause the earth to collapse. He also complained about the warlocks. These guys would use spiritual cannons to bully people when fighting with the common people of the Song Dynasty. How could they defeat the Ghost Emperor? Are you reluctant to use the magic circle?

This was because Zhang was afraid of wrongly blaming the warlocks. It was not that they were reluctant to fire the cannon, but that the high-level ghosts attacked the cannon before it was even set up, and all the people and the cannon were destroyed. That's why the Death Squadron rushed into the valley to kill, with the intention of restraining the ghost disciple's clone and allowing the spiritual cannon to attack smoothly. But the problem is that the ghost disciples are too powerful. All the death squads are really dead, but the cannon has never been set up.

So five more top-level warlocks came out to set up a formation, also wanting to stop the ghost disciples from moving so that they could launch cannons to attack the valley formation.

However, the warlocks were tossing around, but in the end it was useless. The forty-two high-level ghost disciples easily distracted the masters from attacking. A team of six people was divided into seven small teams. One small team fought against a top-level warlock, not wanting to hurt anyone. Just to harass and protect themselves, the remaining two teams had time to kill the warlocks who were tinkering with the spiritual cannon. In the end, the warlocks' plan to set up the spiritual cannon ended in failure.

Fortunately, the sixty-four top-level ghost disciples were on a mission and did not dare to leave the valley without permission. If they could rush out quickly, the army of more than 200,000 warlocks would have been wiped out and the casualties would be infinite.

Zhang was afraid of scolding, and the ghost disciples in the magic circle were also thinking about their own ideas. One ghost disciple looked hesitant, and for a moment he thought for a moment and raised his hand to cast a communication spell. After a while, three ghost disciples in red flew out from the valley. They were the top ones. A master among the ghost disciples.

Zhang was afraid that they were no strangers. A group of guys made a sneak attack on the Holy Kingdom River and almost killed Zhang Tianfang. Seeing the arrival of these three people, Zhang Ain whispered: "You guys retreat first."

Even if Zhang Tianfang doesn't do it, he still wants to take revenge. Fang Jian knew that they couldn't accomplish much by staying here with their current cultivation level, so he advised, "Go back first."

Zhang Ai waved his hand, and eight shadow tigers and one black bird escorted the two of them to fly south slowly. Zhang Ai landed and faced the ghost disciples coldly with his sword.

The ghost disciples were also worried about Zhang Ai's ghost speed. Even though they knew that Zhang Tianfang and the two were running away, no one dared to go out to attack and kill them.

Seeing the two of them disappear, a red-clothed ghost disciple smiled and said: "You hurt the two of us again. After all, you are the most powerful enemy of the Ghost Valley. There are more than a dozen top-level ghost disciples who died in your hands." Are you human?"

Ghost Valley? Where is Ghost Valley? Zhang Ping has only heard of Tiexian Valley, which is located in the mountains somewhere in the Holy Kingdom. It is the place where the Ghost King made his fortune and cultivated 108 top-level ghost disciples who later brought trouble to the Holy Kingdom.

"What? Can't figure it out?" The red-clothed ghost sneered, holding his shoulders with both hands, and then raised it up. As his arms were raised higher and higher, he slowly pulled out two bone swords, with a faint cold light, and It flashes and jumps in circles, as if it is alive.

Zhang Awei shook his head slightly: "You guys have so many bones." He put away the hard iron sword and looked at each other while twisting the Fu Shen Sword.

As the first red-clothed ghost disciple pulled out two bone swords from his body, the other two red-clothed ghost disciples also drew out two bone swords each. Then the three stood in a triangle and slowly walked out of the magic circle and approached Zhang Ai .

Zhang Ain smiled coldly, loosened his fingers, and the Fu Shen Sword flew up and stopped in front of his forehead, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the person on the other side.

The three ghost disciples in red were unmoved and continued to move forward until they came to a stop ten meters in front of Zhang Ai. The ghost disciple among them said in a cold voice: "I would like to advise you, it's better to turn around. There are some things that you can't interfere with." of."