Chapter Eighty-Nine: Yin Death Zhang Songming
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Zhang Songming and the two Qiyin family masters hit the ground from mid-air, and then hit mid-air from the ground, and the spells bombarded wildly all the way, causing the mountains in the water and cloud streams to collapse and crack, and it was a mess.
"It's such a hard fight? This is a complete fight to the death! Hehe! Zhang Songming, are you comfortable now? Repeatedly attacked me, do you really think I can't do anything about you?"
Bai Xiaolou's fingers lightly tapped on the hilt of the weak water sword, and the subtle "ding" sound was very crisp and pleasant. It can be seen how happy Bai Xiaolou should be in his heart at this moment.
"Woohoo!"
"Whew!"
Frost spears burst through the air, thorny vines whipped violently.
Even if Zhang Songming was already a cultivator of the Nine Apertures, in the face of the siege of two monks of the same rank, he was in a hurry and embarrassed.
It has been less than half an hour since the fight, and Zhang Songming has already consumed more than a dozen talismans, coupled with the continuous casting of spells, which can be supported by the fierce attacks of the two.
"Damn, what are these two people crazy about? They really killed me? If I continue to fight, I'm afraid I won't be able to support it! When the time comes, I will be beaten in vain, and I will lose face, and I will even be injured. ā
Zhang Songming waved his hand and popped out a spell, turning into a wall of ice out of thin air, resisting the spells that the two of them were constantly bombarding, and took the time to scan around.
"No, I have to find a way to get someone else to intervene, or I'll be in big trouble. ā
While the ice wall had not yet been shattered, Zhang Songming drove his spiritual power and rushed towards the place where the poisonous dragon grass was growing.
"Boom! boom!"
The ice wall blocked the spells bombarded by the two Qiyin family masters, and Zhang Songming rushed to the vicinity of the poisonous dragon grass with a hard hold. Turning his head and glancing at it, Zhang Songming's face changed greatly.
"Damn, where did those people go, and there's no one near the poison pool?"
"Huh!"
Spiky thorny vines roared through the air and thrashed against the ice wall. The ice wall, which had long been overwhelmed, shattered into countless ice cubes with a "hula" sound.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Songming gritted his teeth and scolded angrily, and his body scurried, and he could have escaped the whipping of the thorn vines.
"Shhh
Thorny vines rolled past his chest, and the gorgeous brocade robe was suddenly torn to shreds.
"Why did you fight so hard? Is this true?"
"It looks like it's a real fire. Brother Zhang is afraid that he will suffer a dark loss. ā
"The head of the Leng family and the head of the Zhou family suffered the pain of losing their son, and they were angry for a while, and it was inevitable that they would make a heavy move. ā
"Yes. It is. Everyone has two sons dead, so what's the point of letting him take a beating?"
Near the Poison Jiao Hantan, all the masters of famous families and scholars raised their heads, looking at the three people who were fighting in the air in the distance, looking like they were watching the play.
"Brother Han, although the strength of the Zhang family master is extraordinary, those two are not worse than him. Now that they are all on fire, if the head of the family is not careful, maybe there will be danger. ā
Bai Xiaolou watched the fight in the sky, his fingers were still beating the hilt of the sword very happily, but the look on his face showed a sense of worry. seems to be worrying about Zhang Songming.
Of course, Bai Xiaolou wouldn't really worry about Zhang Songming. He wished that Zhang Songming would die, where would he worry about him? Bai Xiaolou said this for another purpose.
"Yes! If you continue to fight like this, you may miss for a while, and it will be really dangerous. ā
Han Yun nodded, the look on his face was also a little worried, "It's just that it's inconvenient for us to meddle in this matter!"
"It doesn't have to be meddler. ā
Bai Xiaolou turned his head and glanced at Han Yun, and smiled slightly, "We are all from Liangcheng, even if we can't really interfere." But you have to take a stand, right? Showing momentum will always make those two scruples when they make a move, right?"
"Well, Brother Bai has a point. ā
Han Yun nodded, and pulled out the long sword to stimulate the sword qi, but Bai Xiaolou reached out and pressed him.
"Let's come forward, will they be scrupulous?"
Bai Xiaolou gestured to Han Yun, Han Yun understood, turned around and walked to the side of the Han family master, and muttered a few words softly.
After hearing this, the head of the Han family nodded, then turned his head to glance at Bai Xiaolou, and smiled slightly, "Bai Gongzi is kind-hearted!
"Where!
Bai Xiaolou smiled humbly, arched his hand to the head of the Han family, and actually sneered in his heart, "Of course I am kind-hearted." Zhang Songming has attacked me again and again, if you don't kill him, how can you show that I am kind-hearted?"
"Boom!"
The head of the Han family drew his sword out of its sheath, and a sword light rose into the sky, and the dawning morning star bloomed with brilliant light.
"Huh, over there?"
Zhang Songming was hurriedly dealing with the siege of the two Qiyin family masters, and suddenly saw this sword light rising into the sky, and his heart was immediately overjoyed, as if he had found a savior.
"The dawning morning star. The head of the Han family is really upright and upright!
Zhang Songming was full of emotion in his heart, and he admired the head of the Han family so much that his eyes were red with emotion.
With a wave of his hand, he cast a spell and turned into an ice wall to block behind him, Zhang Songming withstood the attacks of the two Qi Yin family masters, turned around and flew away in the direction of the poisonous Jiao Hantan.
"Good! good!"
Bai Xiaolou saw Zhang Songming turn around and flee this way, and laughed secretly in his heart, "Zhang Songming, Zhang Songming, you think this is the way to live, but in fact, ...... You have only one way to die. ā
"Oh no! This thief is going to run!"
"Damn Liangcheng barbarian, do you want to meddle in our personal grudges?"
When the head of the Leng family and the head of the Zhou family saw the sword light rushing up, and saw Zhang Songming turn around and run away, they were anxious and angry in their hearts, and they shot harder.
"Hurry up! Once the people of Liang Cheng intervene, we will not be able to take revenge!"
The Leng family master waved his hand and shot out a frost spear, turned his head and shouted at the Zhou family master.
"He can't run!"
The head of the Zhou family was full of anger, and he chased after him.
The light broke through the sky, and in an instant, the poisonous Jiao Hantan was close in front of him.
"Die!"
Seeing that Zhang Songming was about to escape, the head of the Zhou family was furious in his heart, and with a wave of the emerald green bamboo flute, a terrible whimper sounded, and a dazzling turquoise aura erupted violently.
"Thorn Jungle!"
Infinite green light rushed out and turned into a dense thorny vine in front of Zhang Songming. Vines that kept winding and twisting blocked Zhang Songming's way.
At the same time, the cold aura in the Leng family master's hand churned up, and a spell like ten thousand years of cold ice floated from the Leng family master's hand.
"Ice Dragon's Breath"
"Damn, are you two crazy?"
Seeing these two spells, Zhang Songming's face changed greatly.
This is the pinnacle spell. A monk who is about to transform into an ordinary person can temper a spell with the deepest understanding of himself to the pinnacle realm, so as to open the path of mortal transformation. This pinnacle spell has a power far beyond ordinary spells.
At this moment, the poisonous Jiao Hantan is close at hand.
The Han family master's sky-high sword aura gave Zhang Songming confidence.
"As long as you resist these two spells, you'll be fine. If they dare to make a move, Brother Han will intervene. ā
At this moment, the situation is urgent, and it is too late to cast a spell. Zhang Songming gritted his teeth and took out a charm.
This spell seals a "Ice Protector" spell, which is Zhang Songming's pinnacle spell. Even in the face of the attack of two peak spells, Zhang Songming was confident that he could resist with this spell.
"Qi Yin barbarian, you can't help me!"
Zhang Songming sneered and activated the spell in his hand, and then ......
And then...... The spell in his hand didn't respond.
"Damn! what's going on?"
Zhang Songming was shocked, and desperately poured his spiritual power into the spell, but found that his spiritual power could not touch the spell at all.
"Be careful!"
Hearing the loud exclamations of everyone below, Zhang Songming's heart tightened.
I saw countless spiky vines whistling down like soft whips. Immediately after, a dragon roar sounded, and the ice wall behind him shattered, and an infinite cold aura enveloped Zhang Songming's body.
"Why did my spell fail?"
When he was dying, Zhang Songming vaguely saw Bai Xiaolou's smiling eyes.