As soon as the words of quitting anger fell, the seventy-two monks immediately moved a small step, and the long stick in each person's hand spun faster.

Huhuhuhuhu-

The long stick turned into a phantom, and the power extended.

In an instant, the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in golden light.

Zhang Zichen was wrapped in this golden light.

Psychic Attack!

Zhang Zichen immediately felt that an invisible pressure fell from the sky, pressing him so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Seventy-two coercion emanated a little bit from the seventy-two monks, but after passing through the formation they were in, this coercion seemed to have increased by more than a thousand times, making Zhang Zichen unable to move.

I really didn't expect that after the seventy-two monks had been blessed by a formation, their strength was really comparable to that of the powerhouses of the Holy Monarch realm.

That's amazing!

Zhang Zichen's forehead and face oozed beads of sweat the size of beans.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful you are, I can't die here today!"

"Otherwise, the Sky Master will be smiling and bending over!"

Zhang Zichen roared, his body moved, and he quickly injected his true qi into the Black Crystal Divine Sword.

Huhuhuhuhu-

The wind suddenly rose, and Zhang Zichen struggled to raise the Black Crystal Divine Sword and slash forward.

Shout!

Rumble!

A huge six-colored sword burst out.

"Resist!"

The more than two dozen monks directly opposite Zhang Zichen roared, and they all injected true qi into the long stick in their hands, and everyone worked together, everyone had a little bit of true qi, and immediately formed a huge 'swastika' in front of everyone.

This word represents the power of Buddhism.

Rumble!

Zhang Zichen's powerful sword slashed above this 'swastika', emitting a red glow, and the two dissolved at the same time.

"It's so powerful!"

Whether it was Zhang Zichen or the seventy-two monks, they all felt the powerful power of the other party.

Especially these seventy-two monks, Qi Qi was surprised.

Zhang Zichen was just a monk who had just entered the realm of the True Monarch, but his strength surpassed that of everyone present.

Quit Fu and the others, a total of seventy-two forces are gathered together, and the offensive and defensive forces formed can be comparable to the strong of the Holy Monarch.

But this damn Zhang Zichen, he actually broke the protective shield formed by Qu Nu and others with a single sword, this power is really terrifying.

According to this, Zhang Zichen's strength is also comparable to that of a Saint Monarch!

At this moment, Quit Nu and the others, as well as Wuxin who was standing in the distance, finally understood why Zhang Zichen had such a strong self-confidence.

I see, Zhang Zichen's strength can kill people beyond the level!

But Wuxin still doesn't understand that Zhang Zichen's confidence does not only come from this.

Zhang Zichen's killing moves, there are still many!

After being broken by Zhang Zichen's protective shield, he roared angrily: "This Zhang Zichen really can't be underestimated, everyone cheered up for twelve minutes, formed an attack formation, and killed him!"

Under the roar of quitting anger, the seventy-two people changed their formation again, everyone shifted, and the long stick in their hands still rotated.

Zhang Zichen stood in the center of the formation, frowning, a little unable to see these phantoms.

Suddenly, he felt several powers coming from behind him, and Zhang Zichen suddenly turned his head and blocked the Black Crystal Divine Sword in front of him.

Sonorous sonor!

There were a few crisp sounds, but he saw four or five long sticks stabbing straight towards him, just above the body of the Black Crystal Divine Sword.

These four or five forces are very powerful, although they were blocked by Zhang Zichen, Zhang Zichen was still shocked by these forces.

This fierce attack is really powerful.

It's just that before Zhang Zichen stopped too long, he immediately found that several powerful forces were stabbing out from behind him at the same time.

Another attack of the long stick!

This time, Zhang Zichen did not look back, but directly swung his sword with his backhand, blocking his entire back.

Sonorous sonor!

In the air, several sounds were heard again.

Don't look at these seventy-two people as just True Monarch realm monks, but after the addition of the formation, the power of each of their blows is comparable to the power of the Holy Monarch.

Every time Zhang Zichen blocked, he felt unbearable pain.

Moreover, the attacks of this group of monks are more and more, faster and faster!

Seventy-two people, there are seventy-two heads, their cooperation is very tacit, and they have more ideas than Zhang Zichen.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen felt that his whole body, from head to toe, was shrouded in an attack that could not be stopped.

Wuxin, who was standing in the distance, saw that Zhang Zichen couldn't resist it, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

But then, the smile disappeared again.

"Master, what are you doing again and again by sending people to hunt down and kill Zhang Zichen? Could it really be because Zhang Zichen committed too much killing?"

"Or maybe you want to kill people and take treasures......"

"No, no, no, Master is not this kind of person, Master is not this kind of person!"

Thinking of this, Wuxin hurriedly threw out all these thoughts in his head, in Wuxin's heart, his master was a high-ranking monk, a super strong person in the late realm of the Holy Monarch, he would not kill people and seize treasures like worldly people at all.

After throwing this idea out of his head, he unintentionally set his eyes on the battlefield.

At this time, behind Wuxin, several people were standing.

Even Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing, who had been meditating with their eyes closed, woke up, and the two of them hurriedly came to Tan Lu and Feng Ruotan's side, expressing their puzzlement.

"Feng Gongzi, what's wrong?" Lu Wenxing saw a monk dressed in black, standing on the boulder in front of them, and saw Zhang Zichen in the distance being wrapped by dozens of masters, and said with a worried face.

Feng Ruotan sighed and said, "The people of Leizhou Xiaoleiyin Temple say that Brother Zhang is a villain who kills people like hemp and does all kinds of evil, so they must kill Brother Zhang!"

"What?Xiao Leiyin Temple?" Lu Wenxing said in surprise, "Who said that Brother Zhang is a bad guy? Brother Zhang is obviously a good person! After such a long period of contact, who doesn't know that Brother Zhang is a good person?"

"But......" Feng Ruotan said with a tangled face, "but this group of bald donkeys is determined to kill Brother Zhang today." ”

"His grandmother's bear!**** these bald donkeys!" Lu Wenxing, who understood, immediately scolded, and rolled up the sleeves on his hands, as if he was ready to do a big job.

But immediately, he was pulled by Feng Ruotan.

"Feng Gongzi, what's wrong, don't you want to help?" Lu Wenxing turned around and asked.

"Second Brother Lu, you don't understand, we are not the opponents of these bald donkeys. Feng Ruotan said with a frown.

Hearing this, Lu Wenxing was furious and scolded: "Feng Gongzi, you are a good one, yes! Yes! We are not the opponents of these bald donkeys, but our lives were saved by Brother Zhang." Besides, even if Brother Zhang didn't save our lives, even if it was for the sake of a friend, then I would be willing! But Feng Ruotan, look at what your nest has become? You're scared of just a few bald donkeys? Oh yes, I almost forgot, Feng Gongzi, you are the son of the Feng family, and your rich second generation lives a very rich life......