The villain of Xianwu world

Chapter 863 Frequently attacked, the undercurrent emerges (seeking a reward!)

Snapped!Zhang Yang hit out with a jade flute, and hit the group of black-clothed men in front of him, and sent one of the black-clothed men flying straight away.So that their own pressure can not help but ease one.It's a pity that there are too many people in black around him, and the pressure is too great.

A dozen men in black are all masters of the Condensation Realm.

Moreover, any one of them can be regarded as a solid foundation.If it was one-on-one, he might be okay, but now he is facing the siege of so many enemies with one enemy, and he can't hold it at all.Not to mention, before meeting these men in black, he had a battle with Gu Xiao and survived!

After going on like this, facing the siege of more than a dozen men in black at the Condensation Realm, he was almost unable to hold on.

Pooh!A big knife weighing hundreds of catties slashed on Zhang Yang's back, almost shaking his protective energy, and he almost fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Wuuuuu..." The melodious flute sounded. After realizing that he could not fight against these enemies in his current state, Zhang Yang could only perform his own Nine Heavens Sword Song, and a melodious flute sounded. Under the infusion of his true energy, the sound waves instantly turned into golden ripples, moving towards the men in black.

Damn, who the hell are these people?While playing the flute, Zhang Yang secretly wondered.

He had just left the Sunset Plain with the help of a space scroll, and he hadn't had time to take a few breaths.Unexpectedly, the way was actually blocked by these men in black.Moreover, all of these people are making fierce moves, posing as if they want to take his life!Under serious injury, he couldn't resist at all.

Moreover, the martial arts they displayed made him feel that there was a way of the Fatian Sword School, but it was specious, which made him puzzled.Fortunately, he still has one last trick!
Under Zhang Yang's flute, these men in black couldn't resist this last trick.Since ancient times, Yin Gong has always been the most troublesome. This kind of Kung Fu does not require high skill, and even a little internal strength is enough.Unfortunately, because it is based on music and musical instruments, it can often hurt people invisible.

Although these black-clothed killers at the Condensation Realm are all good at martial arts, they still feel a little helpless in the face of Xiao Yin who is almost cheating.Needless to say, Zhang Yang's skills are even higher than any of these black-clothed killers, and his indiscriminate sound skills are even more powerful!

All of a sudden, the black-clothed killer was disturbed by Zhang Yang's flute sound, his breath was short of breath, his blood was boiling, and he almost went mad.Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Yang hurriedly dodged and rushed out of the encirclement, while continuing to play the flute, he fled towards the outside.

In the current situation, he can only ask for an escape first!
Stepping out with Qinglian's sword steps, a little bit of Qinglian appeared under Zhang Yang's feet in an instant, and the figure outlined a mysterious and wonderful aura, and walked towards the outside of the encirclement. Those black-clothed killers clearly saw him. In front of them, there was no way to stop him.

Their skills have been restrained by Zhang Yang's Xiao Yin, if they make a move now, they will not be able to improve their skills at all, they are simply seeking their own death!
Boom!At the same moment Zhang Yang escaped from the encirclement, a big drum suddenly fell from the sky, and then, there was a loud noise like thunder.

puff!The sound of the drum sounded, and Zhang Yang's Xiao sound was immediately disrupted. He felt like he was close to the peak at this moment, but he had to fall down. The whole person could no longer control the true essence in his body. There were cracks on the jade flute, which looked extremely scary.

A mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, and his complexion became extremely pale!

"Who?" Zhang Yang's mood was indescribable at this moment when he was looking to escape, but he was on the verge of failure. He held his own jade flute that had been cracked, and shouted loudly.

"The one who kills you!"

No one appeared in the sky, but a faint voice reached Zhang Yang's ears.At the same time, those black-clothed killers who had been restrained by his flute sound also recovered with the sound of the drum, and rushed towards Zhang Yang one by one again.

"Damn it, I can only fight!" Seeing the black-clothed killers rushing towards him one after another, and looking at the inaccessible and uninhabited wilderness he was in now, a trace of despair emerged in Zhang Yang's heart. There is only this last thought left in my heart!
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"Amitabha!" The current situation faced by Monk Faqing, the contemporary successor of Wusi Chanyuan, is not much better than that of Zhang Yang.This time in the treasure hunting battle in the setting sun plain, his harvest was neither bad nor bad. He got a string of green jade rosary beads. After those old masters left, he also left.

Unexpectedly, not long after leaving the hinterland of the Sunset Plain, he bumped into more than a dozen black-clothed killers head-on.

Faced with these menacing black-clothed killers, Monk Faqing put his palms together and kept chanting the Buddha's name. At the same time, his palms fluttered like butterflies piercing flowers, and palms flew out one after another. The swastikas and Buddha seals shook the people in black so much that they couldn't get close at all.

"Amitabha, all benefactors are too hostile. According to the poor monk, all benefactors should go back to the monastery together with the poor monk, study scriptures and enlightenment, and resolve the hostility in you!" After fighting dozens of moves, in the setting sun In the melee in the plain, the monk Faqing, who didn't consume much, suppressed these black-clothed killers.

Under his Buddha's palm, these black-clothed killers can only parry, and have no power to fight back.At that moment, Monk Faqing spoke to these black-clothed killers with compassion on his face. While he was speaking, swastika Buddha seals kept flying out of his mouth, crushing these black-clothed killers immobilized.

What's more, the eyes of many black-clothed killers showed hesitation, as if they had been moved by the Buddhist teachings of Monk Faqing, and they wished they could really take refuge under his seat!

"Ah!" At this moment, a loud shout rang out, interrupting Monk Faqing's Buddha's chant, causing his face to turn red.At the same time, the swastika Buddha seals that originally restrained these black-clothed killers were shattered.

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Another location not far from where Monk Faqing and Zhang Yang were attacked.

Not long after the Heavenly Demon Lord of the Heavenly Demon Dao took the Qisha Langjun flying above the sky, he was blocked by three masters of the God Realm, including the City Master Zuiyue.The Heavenly Demon God looked solemnly at the three masters of the God Realm in front of him, and protected the Seven Killers behind him.

He didn't need to ask these people why they came, let alone know their origins.To be exact, ever since he saw City Master Zuiyue, he knew that the two of them, master and apprentice, might not be able to leave here alive today!As one of the great figures in Middle-earth in the past, it is impossible for him not to know City Lord Drunken Moon.

He knew more clearly that in the face of this situation, he and his lover might not be able to escape after a battle.Now, his only wish is to keep his beloved apprentice and leave a glimmer of hope for the Demonic Dao!
"Ah!" A roar came from the mouth of the Heavenly Demon God, and in the hands of the Heavenly Demon God, a big knife exuding black magic flames appeared. He looked at the three masters of the God Realm in front of him, and swished, It turned into a phantom and rushed towards the opposite enemy!
Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!The four silhouettes fluctuated and staggered, sending out one after another extremely bright palm strength, saber energy, and sword energy. The four masters fought like heaven and earth in the sky above the sky!

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