The Monk

Chapter 1049 I am very capable

At this time, Mr. Wang defended the attacks of the nine commanders alone. Two of his dragon guards fought against December. Because the time was short, they could only draw. The other four dragon guards stood in four directions to protect the dragon chariot altar. The altar was beginning to rotate slowly. With the rustling sound, the speed gradually increased. The entire altar went from clear to blurry, and then from blurry to clear again, as clear as if it had never rotated.

Mr. Wang smashed the two golden cymbals. The complete ones were smashed to pieces, and the broken blades that smashed the attack were smashed even more. The golden cymbal spells launched by the nine commanders together always had some power. After entangled Mr. Wang, the nine people were like ghosts, bullying him and attacking violently again, but most of the attack power was blocked by the jade flute in Mr. Wang's hand.

The jade flute moved without sound, and countless notes jumped out. The palace, business, horn and feathers formed a gauze net to defend most of the attacks. As the notes changed, a fierce and violent murderous aura was faintly revealed, and then the sound wind turned again, and the fierce and violent sound turned into a dead sound, and the nine commanders hurriedly retreated.

It was obviously invisible and colorless, and there was no sound, but it was the most fierce attack in the world. Mr. Wang was slightly injured and forced the nine commanders to retreat with the jade flute in his hand.

But at this time, the hidden and motionless Iron Soldier made a move, appeared in front of Mr. Wang, and hit him in the chest, causing his whole body to collapse instantly. The skin and flesh of the chest were all blown away by this palm, revealing a red heart beating violently, which looked very strange.

This was his third injury. The first two injuries were minor injuries. Only this time, Mr. Wang, who had great magical powers, was unable to defend himself, so he was seriously injured.

After the sneak attack, the Iron Soldier retreated a hundred meters and stood still, cold and silent. Mr. Wang lowered his head and looked at his heart beating violently, and he was also silent. The nine commanders were attacked by sound and were quickly adjusting their breath and healing.

Seeing that Mr. Wang was injured, the dragon guards abandoned December and flew to Mr. Wang to form a solid shield and face the enemy coldly. Seeing that Tiebing and Jiu Tongling stopped, December also stopped and stood still. At this moment, the battle stopped temporarily.

However, the battle stopped, and the altar formed by the dragon chariot continued to rotate. The moment everyone stopped, the altar disappeared without a trace, leaving only Mr. Wang and six dragon guards.

Mr. Wang was seriously injured, but at this time he breathed a sigh of relief. He had always been worried about the faceless enemy. Now that Zhanbing had appeared, no matter how powerful he was, his threat would be much smaller. At the same time, Chaolu, who he cared about the most, also left safely, making him even more carefree.

So after taking a long breath, he smiled at Tiebing and asked kindly: "I heard that there are three soldiers in Xiguan. I guess you must be one of them. What is your name?"

Tiebing was very confident in his attack and replied calmly: "Tiebing."

Mr. Wang nodded gently, indicating that he had taken note. He looked at Jiu Tongling and Shieryue one by one, and smiled once when he saw each person. When he had smiled enough, he spoke to Tiebing again: "I want to leave, and no one can stop me, including you."

Tiebing naturally didn't believe it, but his face remained unchanged and he said calmly: "Now?"

Mr. Wang nodded again, and saw Prisoner San and the two thin men at a glance. Although his expression did not change, his mind turned several times. After thinking about it, he did not take any action. It is said that these three people should be killed, because leaving them behind would be disadvantageous to Zhang Pa. If Xiguan knew that Zhang Pa was not dead, they could track down Zhang Pa's news through them. People like Zhang Pa must have a lot of concerns. If there is something he is reluctant to give up, Zhang Pa will be at a loss, and then implicate Chaolu. Mr. Wang did not dare to take the risk.

Before talking to Zhang Pa, I observed him and knew that he had many Buddha treasures bestowed by Buddha. Such a person would never be cold-blooded, selfish and unscrupulous. Later, I carefully scanned his heart. Although I didn't know what Zhang Pa was thinking, I was sure that this person had no bad intentions, so Mr. Wang dared to trust and boldly entrust the pure white woman to him.

Since it was entrusted to him, he had to remove the tail for him, but Mr. Wang thought again and again. Facing masters of the level of Tiebing and the nine commanders, if he took the trouble to kill three ants, it would arouse their suspicion. Maybe he would have to check carefully what was going on, which would make it easier to expose the problem, so he decided to let them go.

This has nothing to do with tolerance or soft-heartedness. It was out of the protection of secrets that he let Qiu San and others go.

However, his glance at the commander reminded the commander and others that the three ants dared to challenge their dignity just now. They snorted coldly and had no kindness at all.

At this moment, Qiu San had been holding back and didn't move. He wanted to kill the commander and Yan Baiyi, the bastards, but he was not strong enough, so he could only hold back and not move. But he didn't expect that his tolerance would be exchanged for the commander's disdainful snort. His eyes suddenly became sharp and he looked fiercely at the empty starry sky under his feet.

Mr. Wang saw all this and smiled in his heart. There was a conflict between them, so it was best. He whispered something, meaning that the six dragon guards should leave first.

The six dragon guards behind him changed their faces when they heard this. The six of them knelt on one leg facing him at the same time, without saying anything, just kneeling and not moving.

Mr. Wang sighed softly and shook his head and said, "Why bother?"

Tiebing saw their actions and sneered, "I will only do one thing in my life, that is, killing people. In this life, no one can survive after being hit by my palm. In my opinion, Mr. Wang, it's not good to wait here for a few days and spend the last period of time. Why bother to run away desperately, in a mess, and finally can't escape death?"

Mr. Wang smiled when he heard it, "Confidence is a good thing, but arrogance is not good."

His body was injured, and the blood flowed out uncontrollably, seeping into the white clothes, and then he saw a red heart beating in the starry sky, and the spurted blood splashed onto the white clothes, which gave him a poignant and stunning feeling.

Seeing Mr. Wang calling him arrogant, Tie Bing sneered and said, "Since Mr. Wang doesn't believe it, I'll just give him another slap."

As he spoke, his figure flashed, but he still stood there, as if he had never moved. But as soon as he flashed, six clouds of blood mist burst out in the starry sky. Under the blood mist, only Mr. Wang, whose white clothes were stained with blood, was left. He looked at the six clouds of blood mist with sad eyes and said softly: "I have recorded all of this."

When the seven words "Youyou" came out, Mr. Wang actually ran away completely and disappeared without a trace in the starry sky. But Tie Bing pressed his palms with anger on his face. He failed to kill Mr. Wang, but was injured by him. How could he not be angry?

Just now he dodged and slapped Mr. Wang's exposed heart with his palm. At this time, the six dragon guards stood up and stood in a row in front of Mr. Wang. Tie Bing struck out with one palm and easily killed six people. Just when he was about to hit Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang pointed at him with his jade flute and stabbed him right in the Tie Bing's palm. Tie Bing was injured and retreated.

Mr. Wang was able to retreat safely, relying on the six dragon guards to fight to the death. He asked the Six Dragon Guards to escape first, but the Six Dragon Guards sent him away first. When they knelt down just now, six people surrounded Mr. Wang in the middle. Others seemed to be just expressing their loyalty to their master, but in fact they were using space magic together to send Mr. Wang away among the six people. Their spell is the same as Mr. Wang's palm that shot Zhang Ping into the dragon chariot just now.

The Six Dragon Guards activated their spells. Mr. Wang was among them and immediately understood their intentions, so he shook his head helplessly and said, "Why bother?"

At this time, the Iron Soldiers attacked, and seeing that the spell was completed, the Six Dragon Guards had spent most of their energy in activating the spell, and all they could do was to stand in front of Mr. Wang in a hurry and slap him. So the Six Dragon Guards died and Mr. Wang left safely.

The moment he left, blood mist filled the starry sky, drifting slowly in all directions, pulling out a piece of cherry red. And in the cherry red blood mist, stood an unusual man with white hair, brows, and clothes. He was dressed in white. The stained blood and the residual red blood mist form a different picture. The background of the picture is black and the secondary scene is red. The main subject is the man who was seriously injured but still stood proudly. This man left a message when he left. : "I have recorded all of this."

In the next moment, the man disappeared, the scroll disappeared, and only the residual red blood mist remained, reminding everyone of what had just happened.

Tie Bing looked at the blood mist and was speechless for a long time. Then he threw out a flying magic weapon similar to a flying dart and said coldly: "Go up." He only said go up, but did not say who could and who could not go up. The nine commanders and December gradually entered the flying magic weapon, but the prisoners were a little hesitant. Tie Bing looked at Qiu San with cold eyes and repeated: "Go up." Qiu San and the two thin men flew over quickly.

After everyone entered, Tie Bing said to Qi San in a cold voice: "Forget what happened today." Then he flew straight to Xiguan.

After they left, the starry sky became silent and cold again. There were only a lot more corpses, a lot more blood mist, and a lot more gravel in the rubble belt, but all of this would slowly pass away as time passed. Floating deeper into the starry sky. By then, this place will be a different scene, and no one will be able to tell that a bloody battle took place here.

Only a few people on both sides of the bloody battle survived. Most of the warriors followed their courage and turned themselves into a part of the starry sky, which was equally cold and silent.

The war stopped on this side, and Zhang was afraid of coming to an unknown world on the other side. There was a vast ocean everywhere, and Zhang Wen and the two women were drifting with the current in the boundless ocean.

He was a cultivator, but he was depressed because neither woman was a cultivator and could not walk on water. What was even more depressing was that neither of the two women knew how to swim, so Zhang had no choice but to hold one up with one hand, and the three of them stood on the sea and floated slowly.

It's not that he doesn't want to fly, but that he doesn't want to cause trouble. Although there is a boundless sea here, there is no one there. No one is something that Zhang Ai is extremely eager for now.

This is the world of soldiers. Judging from the fights with soldiers a few days ago, the soldiers are all handsome, tough and brave. Zhang was afraid of comparing himself with them, and found that apart from being handsome, he was neither strong nor brave. If he were to be strict, he didn't seem to be really handsome, just a little good-looking. He still remembered that some people called him a pretty boy. Whenever he thinks about this, he feels a little depressed and wants to explain to others: In fact, I am not very fair, nor am I a pretty boy, I am very capable.