Zhang Shi bit the small pill that had been hidden in his mouth, and let the majestic hot true qi swim in his body;

These true qi were very strong, which immediately made Zhang Shi feel that there was a lot of extra strength in his body, and he had to strike it out immediately. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Whoosh!"

The five-colored sword shot out wildly, pulling out a wind tunnel with a diameter of three meters and a length of eighteen meters in the air;

The black, red, green, yellow, and white five-colored sword qi that represented the power of the five elements shot out from the top of the five-colored sword.

"Bang!"

With great strength, the little sword slammed into the far right of a large token due north.

However, the five-colored sword qi took advantage of its own thinness and passed through the gap between the big tokens;

To the left of the large token that was hit on the far right, the token was hit in the opposite direction.

The huge token, which was eight meters long and four meters wide, began to shake violently because of the collision of the two huge forces.

The token next to the huge token was also impacted by this token and began to shake together.

"Brush!"

Smoke and dust are everywhere, grass clippings are flying wildly, and the scene is a mess, and it is no longer visible;

It was the violent vibration of the tokens that stood upright against the surface of the ground that shattered the ground beneath.

In this way, in Zhang Shi's spiritual sense;

The big token was like a big spinning top, and it began to spin under the distortion of two huge forces.

Zhang Shi was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that if he hadn't deliberately concealed his strength, the owner of this token would have a cultivation of the eighth layer of the Qi refining period at most;

Under normal circumstances, the strength of an eighth-layer monk in the Qi refining period would be two or three times stronger than the strength of a seventh-layer monk in the Qi refining period;

Zhang Shi's current realm is also the peak of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period, which is stronger than the average seventh-layer cultivator of the Qi Refining Period.

On those floating magic weapons, there was a monk's aura that did not belong to Zhang Shi and the middle-aged man;

And the owner of these breaths, in Zhang Shi's induction, should still be far away from himself;

So Zhang Shi felt that there was still a chance to escape this time.

He hurriedly took out a large stack of talismans, and self-detonated the meridians and spat out a large mouthful of blood, allowing those talismans to exert their effects.

"Phew, set me ......

You kid is smart, and you know that simply throwing a token out of place is going to compete with me head-to-head with mana;

It doesn't take much mana to make a token spin;

And I'm going to do a more precise manipulation of a token to stop it from spinning, which is harder and more laborious than maneuvering a token to make it fly. ”

Just when Zhang Shi secretly rejoiced and decided that he was going to escape;

The middle-aged man's face appeared in front of Zhang Shi, only half a meter away from Zhang Shi.

The unbelievably high forehead made Zhang Shi break out in a cold sweat.

Zhang Shi was shocked in his heart, this middle-aged man who was speaking had counted him again.

At the beginning, the middle-aged man's voice came from due east;

At that time, Zhang Shi thought that this was very likely a trap for this high-forehead man, who wanted to trick him into escaping due west, so Zhang Shi would run to the east because of this;

But if this man with a high forehead just thought of Zhang Shi's idea, that is, to speak out due east, wouldn't Zhang Shi run to the east in the middle of his mind?

Is it East or West?

In a very short period of time, Zhang Shi jumped out of this circle of thinking and walked directly to the north;

Zhang Shi originally thought that he would be able to break the guessing game set up by this middle-aged man, but who would have expected to run into a high-forehead man who was ambushed due north.

Zhang Shi sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that this man with a high forehead is right, otherwise he will flee due south, and there may be a glimmer of life.

"What? wrong bet? hahaha!

I've long since hidden my aura, so you'll tell that I'm moving slower because of it;

And to remove this concealment of one's own breath, it will inevitably cause movement, and you can find it even more.

So you're going to decide that I can only stick to one side.

You know I have helpers, and even if I can't beat you, you won't suffer much, because my helpers will arrive soon.

So you guess that I will use the direction of the sound to guide you in the direction of your escape, so that you and I will be entangled in close proximity.

You were right, but you were wrong.

You've broken the trap of guessing the east-west direction through your previous analysis, but I happen to be due north.

Hey, hey, hey!"

A loud sound, coming from the abdomen of the man with a high forehead, almost shook the heavens;

Zhang Shi hurriedly cast a secret technique and put a thick diaphragm on his ears.

What shocked Zhang Shi was not how loud this person's voice was, but how powerful the sound waves alone could shake the birds in the sky and the clouds in the sky into deformation;

But this treacherous and cunning man with a high forehead, since he dared to get so close to himself, he must have been quite confident in his close combat power;

And high melee combat power is often related to strong physical strength.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shi hurriedly took out a large number of talismans, and then blocked a black shield in front of him.

"Sting!"

Behind Zhang Shi, there was a sound of lightning.

A bloody skinless claw had already struck with the secret stab of the mechanism that was secretly opened behind Zhang Shi's back.

The loud voice just now was to cover up the sound of the flesh and bones twisting and displacing when he turned into a mad blood monk.

The shock in Zhang Shi's heart was even worse.

Ever since the Huoyang Daoist wanted to refine Zhang Shi's body, he used Zhang Shi as the fire of the Eight Yang people and revealed his identity as a mad blood monk;

When Qu Baiqi was sitting on the grass incident again, when Zhang Shi was trying to survive in the gap between the three major trading houses, he turned into a mad blood monk and wanted to kill Zhang Shi;

After the rookie disciple competition, Li San, a mad-blooded monk in the Jindan period, gave priority to attacking Zhang Shi;

It's like the Tianhe River bursting its embankment and it is out of control, these mad blood monks are crazy and want to kill Zhang Shi.

In the previous three times, the mad blood monk had their own sufficient reasons for Zhang Shi's assassination.

Zhang Shi came to a conclusion, that is, things would not be so coincidental, and he might not have fallen into a conspiracy.

Only this time, he didn't know what the black hand behind the conspiracy was going to do with him;

What kind of benefits should I seek and what kind of goals I want to achieve in my own small Qi Refining Period cultivator.

"Oh, you're a ......

It's really scheming, taking out a black thing on the surface, luring me to avoid the real and hit the false, and hit your empty back.

In fact, your back is the most powerful.

I'm afraid that the dark thorn is expensive, and it cost you a lot of spirit stones, right?

It's just that you already know my identity as a mad blood monk.

Then you should know that with your strength, it is difficult to play any tricks in such a close combat. ”

Zhang Shi heard the high-forehead monk's heart-attacking tricks, and although he was still able to deal with the situation calmly, he had to admit what the high-forehead monk said.

The high-forehead monk's back was just stretched out, a pair of disgusting fleshy wings.

Zhang Shi understood that the other party was hinting to him that if he wanted to rely on speed to escape, he had to ask the wings if he agreed.

An arm reached out from behind the high-forehead monk, grabbing only the thorn in Zhang Shi's back.

Let Zhang Shi struggle and writhe, let the dark thorn turn in the arm of the high-forehead monk;

The arm was motionless, but through Zhang Shi's close-fitting stab, Zhang Shi was tightly controlled to prevent him from escaping.

That arm had already begun to turn black and rotten from the place where it came into contact with the dark thorn behind Zhang Shi, and it was the poison of the dark thorn that played a role;

The intense pain penetrated into the heart and brain of the high-fronted monk at this moment, which was also the unique effect of this dark stabbing poison.

But the high-forehead monk still didn't give up, and stretched out another arm towards Zhang Shi from behind, grabbing him tightly.

You're going to me if you die?

Zhang Shi was shocked and angry in his heart, and the shock and fear that continued to hit his heart one after another;

made his teeth clench, and even the boots on the soles of his feet were going to be torn by his toes.