The Monk

Chapter 460 The fight was lively

There were three men in black standing on the water on the right side of the ship. One of them held a black sword and looked at the ice wall. Zhang was stunned, as if he couldn't figure out why three swords couldn't kill him.

The three men's sneak attack failed, and the four men in black who were attacking from the front also stopped their attack. They were feinting to distract Zhang Wei and let their companions attack with one attack. However, they did not expect that the three top masters would join forces and kill him with one full blow. Don't kill him. I knew Zhang was afraid of being difficult to deal with before coming here, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult.

The seven people outside the boat were ghost disciples, and all fourteen scarlet pupils were staring at Zhang Afraid. At this time, the cabin door opened, and Zhang Tianfang and others ran out. Zhang was afraid and shouted: "Go back! Don't wander around!" There was also a fog mirror set up by the ghosts at the door of the cabin. Although I didn't know its power, it was always good to be careful.

Zhang Tianfang asked loudly: "What happened?" Zhang was afraid that he would not have time to explain, so he said directly: "Go back!" He set up many barriers outside the cabin to isolate all sound and spiritual energy fluctuations, just not wanting to alarm everyone, if not The huge explosion shattered the ice wall, causing the ship to shake violently. The fighting outside the cabin did not affect the people inside the ship at all.

Zhang Tianfang refused and wanted to rush out and fight alongside Zhang Awei. Zhang Awei shouted anxiously: "Get in here!" What could be seen outside were seven Nascent Soul top-level ghost disciples, who were unknown in the invisible darkness. There were many ambushes, and he didn't want anyone to take risks. Zhang Tianda was furious: "You dare to scold me?" Fang Jian held him down as he spoke, and dragged him back to the cabin with Song Yunyi. Cheng Xi'er went over and grabbed the ghost sword. Ghost Sword also knew that they had no ill intentions towards Zhang Tianfang, and allowed Cheng Xier to take control without messing with the Savior.

While the seven ghost disciples were in a daze, three more companions arrived. They were dressed in black and appeared silently in the darkness, as if they were real ghosts. The three of them were surprised when they saw that the big ship was intact, and Zhang Fing's fighting spirit was high on board. They asked the previous people: "Didn't the spiritual cannon break through the ice wall?"

The ghost disciple with the broken foot gritted his teeth and said: "Blast again." Someone from the three people behind said: "You came here after seeing the ice wall shattered. What's going on?" The monk with the broken foot was not in the mood to explain, and thought to himself: You guys also support me. A ghost disciple, you can't even see what happened, so what are you going to do for food? He repeated to the three of them: "Blast again."

The three people behind said "Oh" and flew back, apparently going to tinker with the spiritual cannon again.

Zhang Ai was shocked. No wonder the ice wall was broken. These guys are so insidious. He shouted: "You are top-level ghost disciples. So many people bully me, and you still use a spiritual cannon?" The monk with the broken leg was pitiful. Said: "If I hadn't taken care of those virgins, I would have killed you with a cannon."

Within the power range of the spiritual power cannon, the power will be as strong as the number of spiritual stones used. Zhang was afraid that he would not be a living target, so he drove the ship to circle in the middle of the lake. He had seen the last three ghost disciples. They were originally five people. A few days ago, they attacked Zhang Ai and were killed by the masters of Dragon God Valley. These three people escaped. He couldn't help but secretly cursed Dragon God Valley for being useless. Four against three would bully many. Young Master, I don’t ask you to kill them all. You can just injure one or two.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he yelled: "Ten top-level ghost disciples will kill me? Are you afraid of being embarrassed if the news spreads?"

The seven people in the air looked at the big boat circling around in the lake with expressionless faces, thinking: "It's not ten people, it's seventeen people. Seventeen top-level ghost disciples killed a Nascent Soul mid-level monk. It's really hard to explain."

They didn't want to do it, but they had orders from above and had to obey orders. This time, the chaos among ghosts in the Holy Kingdom was caused by the birth of 108 top-level ghosts in Tiexian Valley. There are more than a hundred top-level ghost disciples who are about to transform into gods. Who in the world dares to look down upon them? It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most powerful force in the world, so the ghost disciples who usually hide and operate in a low-key manner will act arrogantly and help the evildoers.

After the top-level ghost disciple was born, he fought more than a hundred fights with the saints. There were endless battles, and he never lost any of his own people. Those who died were all low-level cannon fodder, and even a few masters were not from the valley.

But Zhang was afraid that not long after he appeared, he had already killed two people and maimed one. No matter how powerful a cultivator is, he is still a human being. If his leg is broken, it is broken. Unless someone practices Dharma and practices medicine to reattach it, he will be disabled for life. Obviously, this ghost in the sky is destined to become a footless walker.

Two of the top-level ghost disciples were killed and one was maimed, but the murderer was unhurt. The boss of Tiexian Valley was very angry, so he ordered an attack on Zhang Wen.

Zhang Awei tried his best to make the ship run fast, so as not to be hit by the spiritual cannon. He also used several ice walls to protect both sides, praying to block the attack. The seven ghost disciples in the sky looked at him with a hint of cruelty in their eyes and sneered at him. The spiritual cannon was the most powerful weapon in the world, and nothing could resist it under full attack.

It was pitch black all around, and nothing could be seen. Who knew where the spiritual power cannon was hidden? Just when I was extremely anxious, the sky in the east suddenly lit up, and like the sun rising in advance, a large light group emerged, emitting a warm and pure light. In the light group stood an old monk, with one hand raised in front of his chest, chanting the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." The voice was low and deep, and the four words were like four drums that struck everyone's hearts.

The ghost disciple with the broken leg said angrily: "The dead bald head is here to cause trouble again." He threw a piece of black light with his free hand and flew towards the old monk. The black light gradually became larger after leaving his hand. If you look carefully, you can see that it is a group of black beetles flying overwhelmingly, blocking the pure golden light. .

As if the old monk hadn't seen him, he lowered his eyes and recited the syntax incantation. He slowly stretched out his right hand that was raised in front of his chest, and his fingertips lit up a ball of fire. A small flame as big as a pea was jumping with green flames, as if it might be extinguished at any time. But just such a flame frightened the black beetles, and millions of beetles flew around the ball of light, no longer daring to pounce on the old monk. At this time, four more golden rays of light burst out around the lake, and the four great monks chanted at the same time: "Amitabha." Each of them walked barefoot in the void, illuminating the lake as bright as day.

Only then did the seven people in the air feel that something was wrong, and the five great Buddhists took action together, fearing that something might not be done right. Someone shouted: "Hurry up." He was urging the release of the spiritual power cannon.

Under the five golden lights, the situation by the lake is clear. Zhang Ping was shocked to see that three huge spiritual cannons as high as a house were calibrating the position of the ship. Zhang was so angry that he cursed: "It's not finished until I'm killed?" He let the boat walk randomly in the water. If one of the three cannons hit, he would be gone for the rest of his life.

Five great monks arrived, and the seven ghost disciples who were ambushing by the lake flew up at the same time, and faced them together with the original seven ghost disciples. Two of them dealt with one, and the remaining three were ready to respond. There was also a ghost disciple with a broken leg who was keeping an eye on Zhang. Afraid. Zhang Awei cursed: "Seventeen masters are bullying me? There are also three spiritual cannons. How shameless are you?"

No one answered his words, and ten ghost disciples had already taken action. The attack method is extremely simple. One person attacks at close range with a black sword, and circles around the Buddhist monk like lightning. People looking below can only vaguely see the black shadow shaking, the speed is too fast, and the eyes cannot keep up.