The Monk

Chapter 657 Fighting each other

Zhang Pa was a little surprised. What did this ghost disciple mean? Did he not care about me killing so many of his fellow disciples? He still wanted me to leave? It was this little surprise that the three red-clothed ghost disciples started at the same time. First, they threw three swords and stabbed at three important parts of Zhang Pa's body at a speed faster than lightning. As the red shadow fluttered, it was as if three red flags were fluttering in the wind, reflecting the world as brilliant as the morning glow. In the red, three silver lights chased the three flying swords in front and stabbed.

I was so depressed that I was fooled. In such a short distracted time, the enemy attacked. Zhang Pa dodged and retreated. These three people were stronger than the black-clothed ghost disciples, but no matter how strong they were, they were not as strong as Zhang Pa. Although it was three against one, it was still unknown who would win.

Zhang Pa retreated, and the red-clothed ghost disciples chased, and saw the red glow in the sky extending forward and gently wrapping around a gray figure. In a moment, the red glow was about to wrap up the gray shadow, but suddenly, the gray shadow disappeared.

The three red-clothed ghost disciples saw the opportunity very quickly. The moment Zhang Pa disappeared, the three of them immediately stopped, stood back to back, urged the three bone swords to fly and stab in front of them, and held the second sword in their right hands to prepare for the enemy.

They locked the opponent with their souls, but Zhang Pa was too fast. They only knew that he appeared in a certain position for a while, and then appeared in another position. The speed was unimaginable, and the position changed endlessly. The three ghost disciples had to fight the fast with the slow, first defending a place in front of them, and then waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack and kill the opponent.

The three bone swords flying and stabbing in the air were not difficult to control, but Zhang Pa did not do it. He did not want to give the red-clothed ghost disciples any chance. If he broke the flying sword first, even if the speed was fast, there would be a short gap, which would give the red-clothed ghost disciples a chance. The ghost disciples took the lead, and he would not like it whether he attacked or retreated. If the ghost disciples attacked forcefully, he would be in a passive position. The ghost disciples took the opportunity to retreat to the protective magic circle. This fight was in vain. He had to be sure to kill one person before he would attack.

The three red-clothed ghost disciples knew that their opponents were powerful, and their expressions were solemn. The powerful consciousness of the three people formed a layered net within a range of 20 meters around them. As long as the opponent paused for a moment, they would be stabbed by flying swords like rain.

Seeing that they were well protected, Zhang Pa smiled sinisterly, suddenly stopped and said, "I'm here." He appeared from nothingness. But the three opponents became much more cautious and did not take action at the first time. Zhang Pa continued to smile sinisterly: "I'll give you a gift." After saying that, the figure disappeared again. If you don't take action, I will! The Seven Star Talisman was thrown over like a handful of sand, and then he flew high to watch the excitement.

Poor three red-clothed ghost disciples had to dodge. No matter how powerful they were, they didn't want to stand and be bombed.

Zhang Pa was waiting for this opportunity. When the red-clothed ghost disciples retreated, he quickly caught up, and the sword energy fell from the sky like a rainbow.

The red-clothed ghosts were indeed more powerful. The three of them were able to maintain a tight formation while retreating, and at the same time recalled three bone swords. The most powerful thing was that at the moment of retreat, thick bone shields suddenly appeared in front of the three of them. I don’t know if it was to prevent the explosion of the talisman or to prevent Zhang Pa’s attack, but they blocked the front layer by layer. Zhang Pa’s volley stabbed the layers of bone shields, easily splitting several layers of bone shields, but failed to hurt the red-clothed ghosts, and the sneak attack failed. When he stabbed out with a sword, his aura was at its strongest. The three red-clothed ghosts immediately locked his aura, controlled the three bone swords in the air to stab him, and then raised the bone swords in their hands to continue stabbing, blocking all his retreat routes. The four people moved too fast and had already left their original positions. The many talismans that Zhang Pa had just thrown forward exploded behind him at this moment, and six bone swords stabbed in front of him one after another. Zhang Pa was a little depressed. These three guys were cruel enough. They wanted to trick me when they were running away? He used all his strength to retreat far away and revealed his figure, snorting coldly: "This time, I'll let you go first."

The three red-clothed ghost disciples knew that they couldn't deal with him even with their combined strength. They were surprised at his strength and retreated back to the magic circle. So the third round was a draw again.

Zhang Pa was angry with them in the sky: "You three are really powerful. You can fight me to a draw together. Not bad, not bad, keep working hard." He said that the three top-level ghost disciples had to use all their strength to fight him. Although it was barely true, it was a bit shameless and irritating.

But the ghost disciples didn't care. A pair of blood-red eyes swept over coldly. The three red-clothed ghost disciples couldn't deal with Zhang Pa, which finally attracted their attention. Someone cast another communication talisman.

Zhang Pa continued to mock them: "Hurry up and call people. It's better to call your old ghost king. Do you dare to come? If he dares to come, I can't beat him to death."

He fought more than a dozen top-level ghost disciples alone, and beat a group of masters who dared not come out. Of course, he was very happy. Who can do such a thing? Who would have believed it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

However, he was a little depressed. Although there was hope of breaking the formation by using spells, whenever the formation showed signs of damage, the ghost disciples would attack, and as soon as he stopped attacking, the protective formation would be restored to its original state in just a moment. He really had to be depressed.

Looking at the formation, he was worried. If there was a spiritual cannon, it would be great to blow you bastards to death.

He stopped attacking, and the ghost disciples in the formation ignored him, and the two sides had a brief peace. After a while, helpers arrived. Zhang Pa's side had eight shadow tigers and big black birds, and more than 20 ghost disciples flew over from the ghost disciples' side.

Looking at the thousand-man team in front of him, and the eerie and terrifying group of top-level ghost disciples, Zhang Pa secretly cursed the five top-level warlocks he met on the way here, saying that they were done with just breaking the formation? I'm fighting hard here, and you don't come to help; even if you're just watching the fun, you should come and take a look.

More and more top-level ghost disciples gathered in the magic circle. A total of sixty-four people formed a large formation. At this time, there were forty-six people standing opposite Zhang Ain. Counting the two dead, only the remaining ones in the rest of the valley were The next sixteen ghost disciples are guarding.

What exactly are you guarding? Could it be the Ghost Emperor? Zhang was afraid he wouldn't guess, but looking at a bunch of ghost disciples gave him a headache. He really wanted to ask God, have I encountered all the masters in the world? After much deliberation, I couldn't think of a way to quickly destroy the formation and kill the ghost disciples, so I said a few nonsense words to annoy them: "Why are there so many of you? Line up to welcome me?"

None of the ghost disciples spoke, and they looked at him like a clown performing. After a while, the ghost disciple in red gave an order, and the fourth round of fighting began. During the fight just now, the red-clothed ghost disciples planned to use the three of them to trap Zhang Awei and let the other ghost disciples sneak attack and assassinate him. However, they did not expect that Zhang Awei would not give them a chance, so they had to retreat temporarily. It's different now. More than forty people can kill one person, and a group of three people can be divided into more than a dozen small groups to attack continuously. It surged like waves, leaving the enemy unable to protect themselves, but the main attack was still the three ghosts in red.

The order was issued, and three ghosts in red flew over quickly. One attacked and the other protected, and they cooperated to attack Zhang Ai. And behind the ghost disciple in red, nine groups of three people flew out at the same time, flying out a dragnet to surround Zhang Ai.

With so many masters bullying him, even the gods couldn't resist. He ordered the nine monsters to fly higher to watch the excitement, and he turned into an invisible object again, like air floating in the wind.

The more fights I have, the more I am grateful to Hu Ping. Without him giving me all the strength, I would not be able to easily fight against the enemy. Regardless of offense or defense, as long as I move fast enough, I can always be invincible. Otherwise, it is very likely that he will be killed when he encounters Jin Da.

Now he started to disappear again, but there were many ghosts and disciples. A team of three people worked together to kill one of him. More than thirty spiritual consciousnesses swept over him, and it was useless no matter how fast he flew. The ghost apprentice has learned a lot. After finding out the location of his aura, he stabs at the possible place first. So they saw rays of cold light stabbing into the air one after another. Although they never hit Zhang Awei, they liked to do this because of the strength of the people. The strong wind and rain forced Zhang Awei to make mistakes or show up, forcing him to think There was no opportunity to counterattack, and he could only continuously change his position to escape the attack.

This was the advantage of having more people. The red-clothed ghost disciples rushed to the front to attract most of Zhang Ai's attacks, ensuring the safety of the other ghost disciples and creating opportunities for them to attack. Everyone had fought once and got to know each other somewhat, so they would show no mercy again. Two huge sharp bone shields protected the three of them on the left and right, and a bone sword was thrust out between the two shields.

From the looks of it, it seemed that the three of them were showing weakness and seeking to protect themselves before injuring the enemy. However, Zhang Weijing had fought with them before and knew their true strength. He also knew that these guys had problems with their bones and could change at will. He himself has bones, and if they weren't not as hard as a hard iron knife, they would have been turned into big egg shells to protect him when he went on a rampage.

So he didn't step forward, he just threw out a charm to block the enemy for him. But as soon as the spell exploded, the three people on the other side were gone. The remaining two bone shields shattered into pieces, and three ghost disciples in red had already appeared behind him.

Zhang was afraid of scolding secretly, so he knew something was wrong, so Ruocai just rushed over and said affirmatively. He stabbed three swords in a row with his backhand, and at the same time, he was distracted and monitoring the other nine groups of ghost disciples.

His three sword stabs were empty. After some calculations, the red-clothed ghost disciple once again gained the upper hand. Just now he circled from the front to the back, and now he circled from the back to the front. The sky was filled with sword light, layer by layer like waves. Come on, either resist or dodge. Want to fight back one by one? Even if Zhang Weijing has this strength, there are still nine groups of masters rushing here.

Zhang was afraid that he had no choice but to retreat, there was no need to fight forcefully. But everyone in the field is a master, so they won't let him get what he wants. Nine groups of ghost disciples launched at the same time, attacking different places. In this sky, there must be a place you want to go to. Although eight of them were definitely in the air, as long as one group of people entangled Zhang Ai, the other eight groups would immediately follow and attack, not to mention that there were three supernaturally powerful ghost disciples in red waiting eagerly.

The ghost disciples knew that there was no Zhang Ai fast, so they took the first move. When Zhang Ai flew over, they happened to attack, which was considered a good calculation.

The ghost disciple is smart, but Zhang is not stupid. Thirty masters in the sky are besieging him. Each one can control a large space. If he flies over in a hurry, he is very likely to be attacked. Just as the ghost disciple didn't know where he was going to fly, he also didn't know where the ghost disciple would attack, and time was so urgent that he couldn't stop and consider it carefully. So without thinking, he threw out the hard iron knife, shrank behind the knife, and rushed out with the strongest shield in the world.