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It has never been used in combat, time and fighters will not allow.

After advancing to the fourth level in Moling Youjing, the donkey mastered the Five Thunder Art with his deep cultivation, and demonstrated it to the temple master and Zhao Zhuer. , killing the fourth-order master in an instant.

After practicing the Nine Palace Steps for a while, Zhang Wenfeng spread out the talisman paper and used the soul division technique to draw the Soul Armor Talisman.

He didn't dare to draw too many secret talismans every day. No matter whether it was successful or not, he stopped three times. Excessive use of the soul splitting technique would damage his spirit and cultivation. emergency.

The next morning, after morning class, he heard Xiao Nier's fussy screams from outside, and Zhang Wenfeng smiled.

In terms of practicing techniques, Lu Zijin has never disappointed him.

I don't know what the donkey that has learned the transformation technique looks like?

Opening the door and going out, pinching Liuzhu with his left hand, Zhang Wenfeng saw a rough black man in the courtyard, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, squirming, his hands and feet were unnatural, his hands were vain, and he wanted to support the ground all the time. A tight black suit with trousers hanging up a bit.

Little Ni'er stretched out her little hand, laughing and pinching here and touching there.

She thought it was fun for Lu Zijin to become such a fool.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Go back and change into a well-fitting robe, the breath will not be exposed, it's very good, and you can't see any flaws. You can get used to the human form after two more days. What do you think?"

Lu Zijin replied honestly, "I can't walk anymore."

Xiao Ni'er laughed and said: "Don't always bow your waist, straighten your waist, put your hands on your waist, you have to look like a human being. My Lord, I will teach my junior brother how to walk these two days, and I will buy him some sets. Robe."

"Don't delay the business, maybe when we will leave."

"Understood, Master, you are busy."

Xiao Ni'er smiled until her eyes became moon buds, and urged the temple master to go out.

Zhang Wenfeng told Lu Zijin not to go out, keep it secret, so that the spies sent by the thieves would not see it, he was mainly worried that the world would not be chaotic, and the playful little Ni'er led Lu Zijin out, and walked out of the guest house , Came to the branch of Dao Palace, and found the Great Celestial Master who trained more than 20 monks in the free realm to cooperate with the formation.

The two walked aside, and Zhang Wenfeng told Chu Qing'er what he meant yesterday through voice transmission. He clearly said that he was only giving words, and that it was up to the Daoist Supervisor and the Great Celestial Master to make a decision.

Da Tianshi is a shrewd person, so he couldn't understand the meaning of Zhang Guanzhu's words, and the words already represented his attitude.

It's a good thing to even say that turning hostility into jade will benefit the country and the people, and long-term peace and stability. When he turns around and discusses with the Taoist supervisor, he will sit down and negotiate with the Wu clan.

After finishing the business, the Great Heavenly Master said: "Those two locust wood vases that store living souls can be transformed into rare treasures that can hold living things. It is not bad if you have a space of about ten feet. If you have other uses, Guanzhu Zhang, I will help you I will hand over the bottle to you, and if you need Dao Luyuan to do it for you, I will take it back when the war is over."

The four major sects have a profound background and there is no shortage of rare treasures.

He offered to help purely as a gesture of goodwill, and if there is no opportunity, he must create an opportunity to further draw the relationship between them.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "That's a good relationship. I'm worried that there is no space to accommodate living things, so I'm sorry."

"We don't say polite words between us, it's easy. Master Baili said in the morning that Master Fayuan saw a ray of light last night. They are hurrying to calculate. Perhaps in the next few days, we will take countermeasures."

"Oh, I'll go and take a look, Great Heavenly Master, you are busy."

Zhang Wenfeng wandered to the outside of the busy room of Fayuan and the others. In just a few days, Fayuan, Bailichun and the others lost a lot of weight. They looked outside for a while and didn't go in to disturb everyone.

In the evening of the next day, I received a summons. On the full night of October and fifteenth, that is, tomorrow, I am ready to go!

Chapter 585

On a full moon night, there is no moon in the sky, the clouds are dark and the wind is high. (For mobile reading, please visit)

Zhang Wenfeng leaned against a big tree, his figure and breath merged with the tree, and the thick black man transformed by Lu Zi was under the tree on the left, with a dumb expression like a donkey, and he kept his movements like a wooden wither for nearly an hour without moving. At that time, Xiao Ni'er hid under the grass and grass in the nearby shallow stream, without a trace.

They lay in ambush in the ravine on the border between Dayi and Dayi ahead of time, waiting for the thief who is flying moths into the flames.

Before departing in batches from Bingzhou City, all the fourth-rankers wore a cover-up jade tablet made by monk Fayuan with great painstaking efforts. it is good.

Zhang Wenfeng could tell that Fa Yuan didn't say much, even though he still called his opponent "Xue Benefactor", without any fuss on his face, in fact, he was already full of anger in his heart.

The tens of thousands of living souls contained in the locust wood bottle deeply stimulated Fa Yuan's heart.

This made Fayuan spare no expense, day and night, leading a group of Taoist priests, wizards, and wise men to fight with the old monster Xue who didn't know where he was, using methods such as law of cause and effect, derivation of the five elements, divine number of Taiyi, and asking fate from the source, etc. Interfering with the opponent's calculations, making traps, peeling off cocoons, and searching for the causal context of spider threads found an opportunity.

Tonight, Dayi and Daying's long-awaited monks are out in full force. Even Daozheng, who guards the Taoist Palace in the capital, and Dajijiu, who guards the Daoist Palace in the capital, also bring important treasures from the town to participate in the ambush. in one battle.

Zhang Wenfeng glanced at Fa Yuan who was wearing a black monk robe and meditating calmly thirty feet away. The four of them were at the most important pass in the northeast.

Whether we can keep a few more depends on their strength.

"Slaughter all the overseas monks who invaded, and restore the peace of life in the Eastern Continent."

This was a harsh word that Fa Yuan said to him calmly before departure.

Time seemed to slow down. Zhang Wenfeng closed his eyes, and his perception merged with the big tree. He relied on the mutual contact and entanglement of the roots of the trees under his feet, and looked at the radius of twenty or thirty miles with the "indifference" of the trees.

In the northwest, he saw an extraordinarily tall black donkey. It was a donkey sent by Daan to the Broken Moon Demon Forest. It cost a lot of money and was hired from the Demon Donkey Department through the White Ape Demon Department. The donkey is covering. So far, the two donkeys have not met face to face.

Before the war, many details were discussed and considered by everyone.

"Watching" the sneaky thief broke into the ambush circle in the south, there were five gangs in total.

He didn't have any mood swings, so he withdrew his perception and didn't look closely, so as not to startle the snake.

Fa Yuan's painstaking calculations did not go wrong, Zhang Wenfeng waited quietly, and after a while, he noticed that Fa Yuan stood up from the ground, holding a wooden hammer in his left hand, and lightly tapped the ordinary wooden fish floating in front of him.

"Winter", the sound is not loud, and it can be heard clearly for dozens of miles in the dark night.

There was thunder on the flat ground, the sound of killing, the roar of magic spells, and the explosion of talismans rang out in succession. The flames in the southwest lit up half of the sky, countless brilliant lights danced, and people formed a team to fight.

"Winter", another wooden fish sounded.

Another wave of ambush bald monks and Taoist priests came out from the due west direction. One of them, a middle-aged man in a yellow Taoist robe, stood out from the crowd and threw out a three-inch golden clock with mountains, rivers and earth patterns in his hand.

The Fa clock rose to Zhangxu in an instant, hanging in the sky as bright as the sun.

The dazzling light illuminated a group of thieves fleeing in a hurry, making them unable to hide. The monks who broke into the light were blind, and their spiritual consciousness was suppressed and disturbed, making them unable to distinguish things, screaming and beating.

The overseas monks who knew the trick would not dare to love to fight, and left those hapless people to escape in other directions.

On the territory of the Eastern Continent, they dare not attack the capitals of the two countries with the most oil and water. They are afraid of the great sacrificial wine and Daozheng who are sitting in the town. Forces, and then calmly besieged and cleaned up, they originally planned to do so.

But at this time, the fortunes are not as good as people's calculations. The two masters of the country are all dispatched, desperate, and the third-tier monks who are far more than them several times form an array, and there are more fourth-tier masters than them to participate in the ambush. up.

A vigilant Tier [-] cultivator yelled: "Rush out, we've been betrayed by that damn old monster Xue!"

"Those who don't want to die break out separately and fall into their hands. Life is worse than death!"

"Brothers, let's form a formation and charge. If we are lucky, we can still drink together!"

"Come on, kill!"

The overseas masters who were divided into several places yelled, boosted morale, and created opportunities for themselves to escape. I don’t know how many monks came in the dark night, and there were attacks everywhere, and there were red and white cloth tied to their arms everywhere. Bring the monks.

In the situation of scrambling for their lives, they couldn't afford to gather the panicked monks to form a formation, their hearts were scattered and they rushed around.

"Donkey! There is a donkey ahead, turn around and run away."

"It's the fucking black donkey!"

The two fourth-tier masters who rushed out of the encirclement in the northwest direction turned their heads and fled northeast without hesitation after hearing the screams.

They had originally prepared insidious means to deal with the donkey and that formidable sword repairer, but how dare they face that donkey who is good at disguising as a Tier [-] at this time!

With the donkey here, the sword cultivator must be lying in ambush, escape is the most important thing, and he can't find a companion to use his tricks if he doesn't have time.

The shadow of the famous tree lost six masters last time, isn't the lesson not enough?

Tu Kun and Zhu Xun teamed up to attack three fourth-tier rogue cultivators who were trapped by the "Sage Book" heavy treasure used by the great sacrificial wine.

The awe-inspiring aura that is as white as water is tormenting the evil cultivators whose bodies are stained with karma and their hands are full of innocent blood. They cannot perform [-]% to [-]% of their abilities. The most troublesome thing is that their perceptions are severely obscured, and their eyes are white.

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At a critical moment, where can I calm down and look for the flaw?

A thief with thin cheeks hesitated for a while, and was hit on the shoulder by Zhu Xun's four-foot-long peach wood flying sword. A huge mountain-like boulder was pressing down on his head, and the imposing momentum made the thief's face pale, and his speed was extremely slow, trying to avoid it to the side.

"You fucking have a kind of one-on-one..."

"Bang", the flying stone hit the ground, smashing out a huge crater about twenty feet in size.

Many third-tier thief cultivators had no way to escape, and they were all buried as meatloaf for the guy who wanted to single out.

"If you have a sick brain, you will agree to a one-on-one fight, how cool it is!"

Tu Kun sneered, regardless of the boulders on the ground, moved his fingers slightly, and a touch of gold shuttled through the white arrogance, "chuck", and hit another man in black. A sneak attack arrived.

Attacking back and forth, the man was in a state of chaos.

"Beat the dog in the water hard, and it will be a whitewash!"

Zhu Xun was filled with emotion. He spent more than a year fighting these sneaky and killing thieves, but this time was the most enjoyable. Before he set off, he still had some doubts that those slippery guys who were as smart as ghosts would be killed by them. lie in ambush?

Every time in the past, they were ambushed and suffered heavy losses.

Finally elated once again!

All the past losses were earned back in one go.

The two fourth-tier overseas monks used ghostly speed to grab Zhou Zhi and Chu Qing'er before they rushed over. The two swords staggered for a few blows. Ye Heng and Ge Baojun fought so hard that they retreated one after another.

"However, you dare to block the way!"

One was tall and thin and the other was short and fat, the tall and thin man sneered.

The two swords were swung out at the same time, the sword energy intertwined, and they slammed into the slightly inferior Ye Heng.

Ye Heng crossed the scimitar to resist desperately, his body was radiant, he chanted a spell aloud, and the shadow of a lake god was about to possess him, the two swords slashed on the scimitar, the sword qi splashed, Ye Heng couldn't resist and backed away Speeding up and possessing the shadow of the gods, a small black blade flashed into the brilliance, a head was thrown up with blood, and the body was blown to pieces in the sword energy.

Zhou Zhi was so angry that he waved his hand, grabbed a red flame short spear, and shot at the tall and thin man who walked away arrogantly.

"Hmph, overestimate yourself!"

The two swords criss-crossed back and forth, easily defeating the Scarlet Flame Short Spear, sparks falling like fireworks.

The thin and tall man turned his head and smiled evilly: "That girl is really good-looking, with big breasts and big buttocks, and her waist is so thin that you can only pinch it. I will catch her back to the island when I get a chance next time. We brothers will enjoy it."

"I want it, I want it!"

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Wenfeng sensed most of the chaotic battlefield through the roots of trees. He "saw" two sword cultivators rushing towards the northeast, and three other thief cultivators who came from other directions without red or white cloth belts on their arms rushed forward too. come over.

He concentrated and calmed down his perception, waiting for the attack signal from Fayuan.

Chapter 586

Fa Yuan raised the wooden mallet hammer, seemingly overwhelmed, his face was pale, the veins in his left hand were swollen and trembling slightly, he clenched his teeth and hit hard on the head of the wooden fish struggling violently in front of him.

"Winter", the dull sound is full of killing intent, earth-shattering, spreading across the chaotic battlefield in a rolling momentum.

The blow broke some kind of disturbing shackle, and the stick hammer shattered into sawdust.

The monk's nostrils and eye sockets were bleeding, he threw away the wooden handle without hesitation, his sleeves fluttered, and using his fist as a mallet, he hit the floating wooden fish in the air one after another, like a war drum.

The loud singing of Buddhist scriptures, Taoist scriptures, and sage books suddenly sounded in various battlefields, one after another, intertwined and complementary, sacred and solemn, overshadowing other sounds of talismans, spells, fighting, screams, etc., the singing sound followed the wooden fish beating Rhythm, forming a huge resonance of thought power fluctuations, one wave is stronger than the other, sweeping away the ghostly and evil aura in the darkness.

Old monster Xue, who was wrapped in a black linen robe, let out a few "ho ho" inexplicable laughter.

He held a three-foot pitch-black staff in his hand, with a crystal skull inlaid on the top of the staff. At this moment, the skull showed shocking cracks. Make a black mist and flee towards the sea.

A few days ago, he was wounded by the golden light of merit that suddenly descended from the image, which almost killed him.

At this moment, the general situation is gone, he is on the outside, and he doesn't want to get involved with that monk who has Buddha's light to protect his body.

Even if he tried his best to fight the monk to death, he was not worth the loss, and it was even more impossible to rescue the monk who was trapped in the siege.

Furthermore, as far as he was concerned, those pawns who were tempted by him were useless, so why spend effort to save them?When the time comes, he will get hurt even more. Will they make trouble for him?

It's better to kill him once, borrow a knife to kill people, avoid future troubles, and take all the benefits of the past.

The only regret is that I didn't find the sword cultivator with meritorious protection who didn't know where to hide.

Young people are formidable, he met two this time.

When he recovers from his injuries and deduces the monk's causal flaws, it will be the day of his comeback.

Zhang Wenfeng turned his head and glanced at the dark place in the east. He noticed that a monk had fled far away, and his aura was very strange and dark. He had previously focused on the scope of the battlefield, but he didn't notice that there were still monks hiding thirty miles away.

Two sword cultivators, one tall and thin and one short and fat, broke through the encirclement. The sound of the wooden fish was like a drum, and the scriptures were chanted like a tide, making them upset and restless.

"The bald donkey knocking on the wooden fish, over there!"

"There is a thick black man guarding it, maybe it's a trap?"

"Fart's trap, that donkey and Jianxiu set up an ambush in the northwest, far away, let's kill the bald donkey along the way, three or two swords, so that the bald donkey will not figure out our whereabouts, and the ghosts will linger and chase after us. "