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"Ah..." "It hurts, it hurts..." "I can't do it anymore..." "It feels like I was cut by a knife..." "Uh... it was really a knife... the skin on my face was cut off. "I can't do it anymore... I feel like I'm going to die..." "I'm already dead..."...

The men in black brought by True Lord Xiao Lin were among the weakest. The wind just now made them unable to withstand it. The wind at this moment was even stronger, making it even more overwhelming for them.

Zhang Yu didn't even need to look back. Just by listening to their cries of pain and wailing, he could imagine how painful they were now. Thinking again about the white bones he had seen on the road when he came over, Zhang Yu could almost conclude that this should be what the people who came down looked like after death. Their flesh and blood had been scraped clean by the strong wind here.

The wind is as strong as a knife!

To be precise, it is much more powerful than a knife.

The knife is tangible, but this one is intangible. The knife can kill people in one blow, but the wind can torture people to death. This kind of pain is probably no different from the legendary Ling Chi.

The most important thing is that the wind here is too strong. People like Guan Ying are not ordinary people, and they can't stop it so quickly.

Of course, it’s not just the people behind Zhenjun Xiaolin who can’t stop him. More than half of the people on the black gloves side and behind Lei Zhengyang and the silver-robed old man could not resist. They fell backwards unconsciously, and finally fell to the ground, barely able to hold on with their cultivation.

This kind of support is basically a stubborn resistance, and at most it can allow one to live a little longer.

If the mechanism here cannot be broken, they will all die. Even great masters like Zhenjun Xiaolin will probably be eaten alive. Just like the bones that died at the front, these people should have been good masters in life, but in the end they all died here.

"Zhenjun! It can't be done...the wind here has become stronger..." Lei Zhengyang said loudly.

His men could resist the previous wind, but the current wind was too strong. How could he not hear the sound coming from behind him.

"What the hell!" Zhenjun Xiaolin cursed unconsciously, and said, "What kind of formation is this... could it be the veteran who attacks the front..."

As soon as he said these words, the big-nosed old Taoist next to him quickly said: "I'm afraid this won't work... Look at this Taoist priest, Taoist Immortal Wind, who was most likely the owner of this place during his lifetime... If we attack him, the wind will probably become even more powerful. sharp……"

"That's what I said. If you really let me attack, I have to take it easy..." Zhenjun Xiaolin said.

"Zhenjun, based on your experience, do you think the mechanism here can really be opened?" This time, it was the silver-robed elder who spoke, "If this was the tomb of this Taoist priest, I'm afraid no one would want to After my death, I was trampled on by others. If I want to come here, I have to break the situation by force... If I want to find any mechanism, I think it is impossible..."

"That's right!" Zhenjun Xiaolin said: "Many tombs are dead at the last pass, and they all have to be broken open by strength. In this case, it seems that the only way to attack is the veteran... The few of us will join forces again and use them together. The strongest attack, work together to attack the old master above..."

Although Zhang Yu was behind, the voices of Zhenjun Xiaolin and others were loud, so Zhang Yu could naturally hear them clearly.

Upon hearing that these people were going to attack the Taoist priests carved on the stone wall, Zhang Yu couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. Others didn't know this old Taoist, but Zhang Yu knew him. He was the founder of his Taoist temple.

Zhang Yu had never seen with his own eyes just how strong the Patriarch was, but he could already tell how powerful the inheritance was just by looking at the five skills of the Taoist sect that were left behind. I can't beat people like Zhenjun Xiao Lin now. It's not that the other party's cultivation techniques are better than his. It's because I haven't had the chance to settle down yet and I've grown too fast.

Zhang Yu even believed that if he continued to practice according to the five arts of Taoism, and received the seal script from the Tianshi Mansion, he would be able to fight even if these people were still alive twenty years later.

Therefore, Zhang Yu realized that if this is really the tomb left by the ancestor, if you forcefully attack here, you will probably cause disaster. When the time comes, not only Zhenjun Xiaolin and others will have to die here, but he himself will also be buried with them. After all, if someone else is stronger than you, even if you die, you will die first.

"Okay!" "That's what I think!" "You count one, two, three!"... The people on the other two sides now responded to Zhenjun Xiaolin's suggestion.

"Okay! Then I will count, one..." Zhenjun Xiaolin shouted loudly.

Hearing Lord Xiao Lin start counting, Zhang Yu knew that if he didn't stop him, it would definitely not work. He hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

"What are you waiting for!" Zhenjun Xiaolin asked loudly from the front.

"Senior, I think what the senior Taoist priest said makes sense. The Taoist priest on the stone wall looks like he has a Taoist spirit. He was most likely the master of this place during his lifetime, and he might also be a very powerful master... If If we attack his statue, the wind will probably become even more powerful... By then, we may die faster... I believe that the bones left in front are probably because of desperation, they attacked the stone wall. The Taoist priest, who was attacked more violently, died here..."

"Nonsense! Don't we know about this possibility?" Zhenjun Xiaolin yelled angrily: "But if you spend so much time, you won't die... Don't talk nonsense here. If you have the ability to break through this place, then Just come here and break it... If you don't have this ability, just stand behind and stop beeping for me..."

"Then, let me give it a try!" Zhang Yu said immediately.

Although he also hoped that these people would all die, in the end, he would definitely be the first to die. There was no choice but to stand up in order to survive.

"Try it..." Zhenjun Xiaolin didn't expect Zhang Yu to say that. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Then let you try it!"

Attacking the Taoist statue on the stone wall is really not a good idea. As Zhang Yu said, the chance of breaking through the stone wall is not high. Since Zhang Yu wanted to give it a try, he might as well give it a try. Anyway, he was treating a dead horse as a live doctor.

Zhang Yu subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at Guan Ying, who was still sitting on the ground and didn't get up. After thinking for a moment, he put away the money sword net and then stepped forward.

He didn't leave the money and sword net to protect Guan Ying. He really didn't want people to see that there was any relationship between the two. In this case, it would be of no benefit to oneself, and it would also be of no benefit to Guan Ying.

Just using the Money Sword Net to protect Guan Ying, it can be said that he happened to retreat to a place, and leaving the Money Sword Net behind again is obviously unclear. However, he still put Agou on the ground and said deliberately: "You stay here."

After saying that, he stepped forward.

The strong wind roared in front of him, causing his face to rise. But he did not do any protection. With his cultivation, even if he was allowed to be blown by the strong wind, he would not die on the spot.

He came to the side of Zhenjun Xiao Lin, facing the Taoist carvings on the stone wall in front of him. After thinking for a while, he walked to the bones in front of him, and then knelt down on the ground.