Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 44 Frozen Heart Art
Panting heavily, Zhang Xie slashed fiercely on the head of the crimson wolf with his saber unabated. There was a muffled bang, and the saber, which contained five levels of internal strength, erupted into a terrifying wave of air, sweeping away in all directions.

The blade only cut down half an inch, embedded in the crimson wolf's head, making it difficult to penetrate further, and encountered the same predicament as before, but now Zhang Xie could no longer upgrade.

Although the martial arts map has been opened to the sixth floor, Zhang Xie has no time to check it. The crimson wolf attacks quickly and is extremely dangerous. At a critical moment, life and death are hanging by a thread, so there is no time to distract yourself to check the system.

Bang, let go in time, but still received a violent impact, Zhang Xie only felt his body lighten, and then all the force came down, making him breathless.

His internal organs seemed to be displaced, his limbs and bones could not exert any strength, and his back hit hard into the hard stone pile, smashing the ground into a deep pit, a burst of numbness spread from his back to his whole body, and he was unable to move anymore.

It seems that there is no way to go down the mountain alive today, Zhang Xie can't help worrying, can the ghost killing team deal with such a terrifying existence?This is an evil spirit that can't even be dealt with with the full strength of his five levels of internal energy.

The moment Zhang Xie hit the ground, he had already opened the sixth layer map.

It's not a boxing manual, nor a sword manual.

Bing Xin Jue.

What is this?Zhang Xie was stunned, he couldn't control so much right now, he first obtained the sixth layer of internal strength, and he quickly flipped through it.

But this time there is too much content, and before reading half of it, the Crimson Wolf's attack has arrived.

When the forest white claws approached Zhang Xie, Zhang Xie's skin was already tingling slightly, and an unprecedented sense of crisis hit his heart. His pupils shrank sharply, his face turned pale, and he subconsciously slashed across his chest.

The sound of gold and stone colliding was ear-piercing, and the hard claws pressed against the knife, and the sun wheel knife broke immediately. Zhang Xie felt a tightness in his chest and a sweet throat. .

With a simple blow, Zhang Xie felt that the qi in his chest was stagnant and stagnant. He immediately circulated his internal energy and suddenly felt a tingling pain all over his body. As soon as the internal energy activated, it immediately dissipated without a trace.

Enduring the severe pain, Zhang Xie continued to read the Bing Xin Jue, but in an instant, the huge body of the Crimson Wolf had reached the top of Zhang Xie's head, and its hard claws felt cold, facing Zhang Xie as a hood.

The threat of death forced Zhang Xie to give up reading the Bing Xin Jue, enduring the burning pain, and rolled on the spot, barely avoiding the opponent's thunderous blow.

boom.

Huge paws were printed on the ground, leaving a shocking deep pit, filled with dust and mist, and gravel splashing.

Just as Zhang Xie was thinking hard about how to defeat the enemy, heavy footsteps sounded not far away.

Someone came, and it was an ordinary person.

Zhang Xie's heart tightened. At a critical juncture, ordinary people would surely die if they approached this place. Each of these crimson wolves could bloodbath the Ghost Killing Team.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Zhang Xie barely avoided the attack of the crimson wolf and was about to give a warning. At this moment, several other crimson wolves who had been watching the battle also joined the battle.

Zhang Xie kept complaining, damn it, he forgot that there were still a few crimson wolves staring at him, surrounded by the crimson wolves, the heavy pressure made Zhang Xie almost unable to stand still.

Relying on his tenacious will and Taizu Changquan's steady movement, Zhang Xie was barely able to avoid the attacks of several crimson wolves. However, when his physical strength finally ran out, after several rounds, he could no longer hold on.

The people who went up the mountain appeared in front of Zhang Xie. He remembered that they were villagers from the bottom of the mountain. One of them lent him the rope.

Both of them were tall and thick men, with bearded faces and naked eyes, holding a long fork in one hand and a shotgun in the other, they stumbled up and ran up when they saw Zhang Xie, and shouted: "We are here to help you."

The people in the village saw that Zhang Xie did not return after going up the mountain. Although many treasure hunters had disappeared before, only Zhang Xie was different and left a deep impression on them. Although they didn't know what was on the mountain, the two villagers thought together, I still decided to rescue Zhang Xie and eliminate harm for the people by the way.

With earthen guns in hand, the villagers have confidence. Even if there is a tiger, they can feed it a few guns. What's more, they are not here to hunt for treasures, but to save people, and the mountain god will not blame them.

After kowtowing to Wuying Mountain, the two went up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, I heard the sound of violent fighting not far away, and I could vaguely hear wolves howling. Is it a pack of wolves?The hearts of the two tightened, it seemed that Zhang Xie was in danger, since he was here, let's go and see the situation, the two climbed on the branches and vines, stumbled and ran all the way.

At this time, in the small village at the foot of Wuying Mountain.

The wrinkled old woman with a face like orange peel leaned on a dark brown sandalwood crutch, staggered, and walked forward in a hurry, while muttering to herself: "Damn, we will all die if we offend the mountain god."

She paused severely on her crutches, and yelled at the villagers wearing straw hats: "Did they really go up the mountain? Why didn't you stop them?"

The man in the straw hat trembled: "Old Ancestor, they just went to the mountain to find someone, so they won't offend the mountain god, right?"

The old woman's small muddy eyes suddenly stared round, and the straw hat man's legs and feet became weak in fright. The old woman snorted coldly: "What do you know? Our village can survive until now because of a promise from our ancestors."

Crimson Wolf also noticed the two men who stumbled up, and immediately grinned and growled in a low voice.

The strange thing is that the crimson wolf didn't attack immediately, but the wolf's fur stood on end, its fierce light was shining, its muscles arched slightly, and it was about to pounce.

Zhang Xie yelled: "Hurry up, these are not ordinary wolves!"

Seeing a giant wolf several meters high for the first time, the two looked at each other, but neither of them backed away. Murata Nakamasa subconsciously pulled the trigger, and a stream of flames spewed out from the muzzle of the earthen gun. Red wolf forehead.

But the powerful earth gun bullets only left a little white mark on the forehead of the dark red wolf.

Murata was dumbfounded, and muttered to himself: "No, it's impossible, why can't even bullets move?"

Standing next to Murata Nakamasa, Matsushita Masao was trembling all over. He hadn't come out of the horror yet, and his hand holding the long fork was shaking violently. His voice was slightly hoarse: "The wolf-shaped messenger is the messenger of the mountain god."

Zhang Xie knew it wouldn't help, so he immediately read the Bing Xin Jue while the Scarlet Wolf's attention was on the two villagers.

The Crimson Wolf shook his head, and did not attack, but stared angrily at Murata Nakamasa, growling in a low voice, as if warning.

"They didn't attack us," Masao Matsushita was still trembling, he could barely hold the long fork, his face was extremely ugly, sweat was pouring down, his lips were white, tremblingly looking at the crimson wolf not far away, for a moment at a loss.

"It seems to be," Murata Nakamasa also noticed. He reacted faster than Matsushita Masao, and immediately knelt down on the ground, kowtowed, and shouted: "Please forgive the sin of the mountain god, please forgive the sin of the messenger of the mountain god!"

Matsushita Masao was stunned for a moment, then immediately knelt down, imitating Murata Chumasa, and kowtowed again and again.

Crimson Wolf then turned his head and focused his gaze on Zhang Xie again.

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