Taoist chanting

The sun came out and slanted through the branches, shining beautifully on the body.

The winter fog is thin, permeating the forest, and the shadows of the trees interweave and change under the sun, forming light paths of different depths.

In the shade of the ditch slope, there is unmelted residual snow, and the birds land on the branches or bushes, chirping.

The peace and wildness are like a picture scroll, and the birds are not surprised when people come.

Zhang Wenfeng was very relaxed physically and mentally, enjoying the coolness of the morning breeze.

He is not in a hurry to hurry, he is in a good mood, and he is full of beautiful scenery that can be put into poetry.

In front of him was a thick man dressed as a hunter, with his back turned to him, squatting on a rock by the side of the stream, holding water to drink, with a hunting fork, hunting bow, and a hanging of prey such as striped pheasants and hares beside him, and the water was splashing. .

Zhang Wenfeng stopped suddenly.

He has no hunting experience, and he can't see anything wrong with a distance of twenty or thirty feet.

That Orion didn't have the slightest hint of a monk's aura, and he looked at most like a martial artist in the early days of the Houtian Realm.

However, no matter how good the disguise was, the "Incense Copper Coin" tied to his right wrist kept vibrating to warn that a black witch would appear within thirty feet.

He used his spiritual eyes to look at Qi, scanned the surrounding places, and held the hilt of his sword on guard.

No matter how many cards you have, never take your wealth and life to lighten every danger you encounter.

He had just touched the cloth bag around his waist with his left hand, and before he took out the warning fireworks, the hunter who was drinking water was already holding a hunting fork, stepping on the rock with one foot, "Boom", the whole person soared into the air.

The water stains on his beard scattered all over the place. The thick man turned around in the air, shouted "go", and swung his arms. The hunting fork in his hand turned into a fierce cold light, roaring and breaking the peace and tranquility of the mountains and forests.

Twenty or thirty distances away, they are killed in an instant.

Zhang Wenfeng was in palpitations, the one who ambushed and attacked him was a second-level martial artist.

He drew his sword and backed away to the side, not daring to swing his sword directly to block the hunting fork that flew in the air and shot a stream of sparks, leaving only afterimages.

The strength and speed of this blow were beyond imagination.

He doesn't even need to try to know that he can't stop it with swordsmanship!Instead, it becomes passive.

I don't know what went wrong. A few days ago, he killed Wu Xiu to end the battle. He deliberately used the method Zhong Wenyong taught him to check his whole body carefully, and found no "mark of witch curse".

In the scene in front of him, the other party obviously grasped his movements and deliberately stopped him in advance.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a temporary encounter.

Without hesitation, he cast the magical power of "Green Light Reflection Curse". Following the silent recitation of the scriptures, he was flustered by the opponent's momentum, murderous intent, and hunting fork lock, and instantly calmed down, and the whole person fell into a state of extraordinarily calm.

Consciousness and perception are maximized.

He felt that he had flashed back behind a rough tree at the mouth of a bowl, and at the moment when the cold light hit the corner, the blade of the sword in his hand stabbed obliquely and clang.

"Dang", the arm shook violently, and the Bizhu sword swung away.

He seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and took small steps back and forth to quickly avoid the protruding rocks and obstructing bushes on the ground, and to resolve the impact of the huge force of the collision with the hunting fork.

The second-order martial artist is too powerful.

He didn't even have time to take out the firework report, the man shouted loudly, followed him like a shadow, reached out his hand to catch the hunting fork that was knocked off the tree by him in the wrong direction, waved his hand unreasonably, and the hunting fork smashed horizontally, "bang bang click" several times There was a continuous sound, and several tree trunks broke, and they all fell down in the direction of his retreat.

A large piece of the messy tree trunk fell down, seriously affecting the speed of Zhang Wenfeng, who could not fly.

He raised his left arm, and calmly shouted at the strong Wu Wu Zhe who rushed from the air: "Stab!"

The supernatural power of the "Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns Curse" was cast after the scriptures were finished, countless blue lights turned into spikes, and shot from several directions. Seeing the cold disdain in the eyes of the strong man, he poured his Yuan Qi into the law enforcement guard bound by his left hand. wristband.

Three wooden evil-killing thorns "Jiu Chiu" shot out, mixed among the green thorns.

The left hand gestured to wipe the black cloth bag again, and scattered a handful of beans mixed with bramble and wire vines around.

In just a short moment, he tried his best to force him, and there was no chance to be the first to send out the fireworks.

He swung his sword and dashed left and right through the gaps in the fallen trees, escaping extremely fast.

The man completely ignored the astonishing number of green thorns, and slapped two of them flying away with a slap. He went on a rampage, and all the close-up attacks were swung away by the invisible protection around him.

"Bang bang bang", the blue light shot looked spectacular, but it didn't stop the man for a moment.

The difference in strength was too great, even if he could use his supernatural powers without anyone noticing, he still couldn't stop him from breaking through ten sessions. Zhang Wenfeng kept running back and forth, not daring to pause, his thinking and reaction were three points better than usual.

The stout man broke through three layers of green thorns in a row, his figure suddenly rose above the tree top, and he flew condescendingly, trying to deal with it with one blow. The man suddenly turned around in the air, and slapped a flashing dark red cold light with his left hand.

The cold light flashed away from his palm more than a foot away, and then flashed again, circling around and attacking the strong man's neck from the side.

Light as nothing, agile as a whirlwind.

"Flying Sword!"

The strong man didn't dare to be negligent, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed it suddenly, the cold light was as slippery as a living thing, and passed by the side ahead of time.

Zhang Wenfeng finally got a chance to catch his breath, and quickly took out the fireworks and threw them into the air. Following three loud noises, the wild animals in the nearby mountains and forests scattered like birds and beasts in fright. go.

As long as you persist for a while, rescue in the city will come.

He didn't dare to let that man get close. No matter how good his swordsmanship was, he didn't have the confidence to block the punch of a second-level martial artist. He could only use the flying sword at the bottom of the box, and his spiritual sense controlled the circle to harass him, trying to delay the time as much as possible.

The strong man turned around angrily, shot again with the hunting fork in his hand, and threw it fiercely at the Taoist priest twenty feet away.

He didn't expect a little Taoist priest in the state of transforming energy to find a new way to practice the flying sword, and it was so sharp and powerful that he had to separate out the small and exquisite flying sword that made no sound.

The hunting fork turned into a stream of flames, smashing all the trees blocking the way.

Trees were falling, making a sound like mountains and seas, all the way to crush Zhang Wenfeng who was fleeing, among which the sharp cold light from the hunting fork was the most deadly.

Zhang Wenfeng was extremely calm, flashing left and right.

On the edge of life and death, running like cats and raccoons among the trees.

The more critical the time is, the less he can panic. He is in the "quiet" state of mind when he casts the "Blue Light Reflecting Curse", and he doesn't know how long he can manage it. The strength is stimulated to the maximum.

He used three things in one mind, controlling the mahogany little sword to stay close to the man who was chasing after him.

Taking the time to throw a talisman into the air with his backhand.

The Wooden Thorn Talisman, the Transparent Talisman, and the Shocking Thunder Talisman all exploded in the sky above the forest like celestial maidens.

The light is dazzling, not just one, but three small suns suddenly brighten at the same time, shining white within fifty feet, the thunder light is like a sharp arrow swimming around a snake, it wraps around the face in an instant, protects the face with hands, and the speed is stagnant Wu Wuzhe man.

Thunder and lightning flashed and crackled.

The wooden thorn talisman is an addition to disturbing the breath and increasing the interference, and the screaming sound continues.

A dark red and cold light flashed in the blazing white, turned a corner, and hit the back of the man's neck from behind like a breeze.

Chapter 178

Before class time, the black donkey jumped up and down, frolicking with more than a dozen apprentices who were playing on the ground.

Suddenly, it heard fireworks exploding from the sky in the east. It was startled, its long ears pricked up, and it raised its head to look east, and then heard two more sounds.

It stands on all fours,?Leaping over the heads of the astonished apprentices, the fur on their backs and tails was fluffy, and they leaped across the east courtyard wall at lightning speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

A basket containing a wine jug fell down from the courtyard wall, and with a "bang", the wine splashed everywhere.

The young badger rolled in the air,?He fell to the donkey's back and held on tightly, not fully awake yet.

The second senior brother and Yue Anyan rushed out from different rooms, they only saw the shadow of the donkey flying over the courtyard wall,?Yue Anyan yelled: "You all stay in Qingzheng other courtyard, don't go out!"

Their first reaction was that the master was in danger. Last night, there were three fireworks alarms like this, and it was not long before the master went out in the morning.

The two jumped several times, skimmed the east courtyard wall, landed on the side slope, and chased the donkey away.

There was a faint mist rising from the ground, and Yue Anyan activated part of the protection of the mountain gate formation while hurrying.

The old cripple who was busy in the dining hall limped and ran out of the kitchen door in the east yard, and saw two figures jump over the wall with a "swish".

The apprentices made a fuss like a nest exploded on the field: "The black donkey can fly, I saw it."

"I saw it too. The black donkey flew over the courtyard wall with a 'swoosh'."

"Fly faster and higher than Yue Daochang!"

"I told you a long time ago that the black donkey is a spirit beast protecting the mountain. You still don't believe it? Don't pull the hair on the black donkey's stomach from now on."

The old cripple looked at the familiar basket rolling by the courtyard wall,?There was a big puddle of wine on the ground.

His face is serious,?Turn back to the kitchen,?He touched his iron rod from the corner, and told Wei Xingde, who was washing the dishes and the new wife of the He family, not to panic, he quickly walked to the gate of Qingzheng Bieyuan, and guarded the gate silently.

Donkey Day, you really have the ability, and quietly become a sperm.

In fact, he had already noticed before that the viewer, the second child and the fourth girl treated the donkey day very unusually.

He has to think about what to do in the future, now he is only worried about Brother Feng's safety.

He heard the explosion in the distance.

in the woods.

Zhang Wenfeng used a talisman to block the warrior man in the air, he quickly turned and dodged in the woods, suddenly turned around and stabbed with the sword, "dang", and hit the deadly flying fork cold light to one side, causing the flying fork to go in another direction Hitting two big trees was considered a temporary escape from the crisis of thorns on his back.

The flying fork thrown by the man is a combination of the second-level spell "controlling objects" and the explosive power skill of the martial artist. It can control the flying fork to turn and hit hard within a certain distance, but it is far less flexible than the flying sword he controls with his spiritual sense. machine change.

Borrowing strength to retreat, the brilliance of his body flickered, resisting the smashing of trees, and dispelling the huge shock of the flying fork.

He used the flying sword to sneak attack, leaving a fine bloody gash on the back of the Wu Wu Zhe's neck.

The martial artist has cultivated a strong physique, and his perception is like instinct. When the flying sword is approaching, he twists his neck when he senses the danger, and instantly strengthens the neck protection.

Zhang Wenfeng was not sure about using the "Intertwining Curse" supernatural power, the opponent was flying in the air, and he couldn't find a chance.

He also sprinkled a handful of beans mixed with thorny wire vine seeds as a free hand arrangement.

Hearing some noises coming from the west, he tilted his head slightly, and saw the donkey carrying the young badger galloping over the mountains and ridges to the front, he had nothing to say, only a voice transmission: "Tier [-], be careful!"

He and the donkey are partners in battle, and they are comrades who will never leave or abandon on the road of practice.

Live and die together, face any danger!

The martial artist man in the air extinguished the thunder light on his body a few times, and the slight influence caused by the talisman disappeared. The coldness in the man's eyes turned into a murderous intent. The hunting fork took it back.

There was a deterrent roar in the distance.

The warrior man was indifferent, and made a strange gesture with his left hand.

There was a loud "boom", and suddenly out of the mud and rocks seven or eight feet away behind Zhang Wenfeng, a giant beast with a height of more than ten feet, with bumps on its body, was a toad with khaki-brown markings.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't have time to think about it, so he took advantage of the moment when the huge toad just broke through the ground, and immediately used the last magical power that he hadn't used.

The Intertwining Curse followed a handful of seeds and turned into two dark red vines as thick as copper coins, binding the big toad that was too late to attack tightly, even its huge mouth, just opened a gap, and entangled it. It was so tight that it couldn't open its mouth.

The Wu Wu Zhe man froze for a moment, and immediately became furious. Seeing the help coming, the boy clearly wanted to cut off his escape route.

How could I meet such a weird guy.

All kinds of secret techniques emerge in endlessly, and they are used skillfully, and the method of controlling them is as good as a second-level monk.

He waved the hunting fork in his hand and shot at the Taoist priest [-] feet away. He stomped his feet in the air, as if he was kicking on the ground, and his body was like an afterimage. The martial arts secret method protects oneself comprehensively.

Don't bother with flying sword attacks anymore.

He wanted to fight for three to five breaths to deal with the Taoist priest, and before the person who made the long howl came, he would escape into the ground with the ground-burrowing witch toad.

There were three dazzling silver lightning bolts in front of him, and the martial artist punched the man, the lightning flashed and turned and diverged, and struck the man's right ear, left eye and the top door in three directions, the thunder light sizzled, forcing the man to stop fast, he Just had time to close my eyes.

Three bolts of thunder shot out from above his head, his hair and beard were unkempt like a mess.

The silver thunder light's attack speed is extremely fast, and its power is not very powerful, but the angle of attack is chosen, all of them are insidious and sophisticated.

There was a flash of red brilliance on the warrior man's body, and the thunder was instantly annihilated. He turned his head to look at the grinning donkey, wishing he could beat the provocative animal to death with his fist.

I was mistaken, and I was tricked by an ugly donkey.

Seeing that the Taoist priest below did not completely dodge the blow of his flying fork, he was suddenly turned by the flying fork, and smashed into a rolling gourd with the tail of the hunting fork. He was about to pounce, when a thunderbolt exploded in his ear, shaking the man Step back in the air.

"court death!"

The man was so angry that he rushed towards the donkey from the air.

The donkey was so frightened that it ran away from the slanting spurs, climbed up the slope, and barely touched the ground. The young badger squatted on the donkey's back, and saw a fierce man chasing him. The tiny crystal light shot towards the man's face.

The little mahogany sword turned into an afterimage with a "chirp" and flew across the air.

In the next instant, Jian Guang pierced into the gap between the violently swelling and struggling vines.

"Gah", accompanied by a shocking cry, the group of vines jumped up to a height of ten feet, and then fell to the ground with a "bang", braving the yellow mist-colored corrosive fog, making a "squeak" sound, and rolled downhill.

The martial artist smashed the three harassing crystal grains away with one punch, and his eyes turned red when he turned his head to witness this scene. If the ground-burrowing witch toad is damaged, how should he go back?