As Zhang Tao continued to chant the classics of Confucian sages, Wu Yun and Ji Xuanxuan, who were fighting with the remaining killers in the distance, were suddenly overjoyed, and they had seen the subtleties of the Analects.

You must know that in Fengtian Academy, Zhang Tao was blessed by the remnants of the sages and Confucians of the past dynasties in the Sage Building.

Even, there are rumors in the academy that he is the son of Confucianism and Taoism, creating an alternative road of Confucianism and Taoism, which deviates from the scriptures.

And this chanting has become his famous stunt!

"Brother Zhang has begun to chant Confucian classics again." Wu Yun whispered excitedly.

She had witnessed how the other party arrogantly beat the six princes, especially at the moment when the words sounded, this battle heralded that it had entered a white-hot state.

"Don't be distracted, quickly solve these killers to help Zhang Tao."

Ji Xuanxuan's expression was solemn, not as optimistic and confident as Wu Yun, and said cautiously: "The other party is a disciple of the Xuan Shan Sect, and the cultivation is in the Four Heavens, so we can't be careless." ”

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Tao's figure had already slammed into the front, letting out a deafening roar.

"If you're close, then you can't help it!"

Zhang Tao laughed cruelly, the giant sword in his hand was rounded, and he smashed Sun Zhian in front of him.

Boom!

Zheng!

The spark appeared, like striking iron, and he tirelessly pounded the turtle shell in front of him.

Sun Zhi'an's figure retreated again and again, and it was not until he entered the Yin and Yang Killing Array that he and Song Ling had arranged in advance that he stabilized his retreating figure.

"You're going crazy!"

Sensing that Zhang Tao's actions were blocked, he sneered, and his figure stood side by side with Song Ling, less than a hundred meters apart, standing above the array eye, one yin and one yang, extremely mysterious.

"Once you are in the formation, you are ready to die!" He was triumphant.

"Reverse yin and yang, up!"

Seeing this, Sun Zhi'an and Song Ling operated the formation at the same time to restrict Zhang Tao's actions.

As soon as he entered the trap, Zhang Tao felt that his movement was blocked, as if he had entered a quagmire, and the viscous liquid surrounded his body, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

At this time, the giant sword in his hand also became extremely heavy, and its weight increased a hundred times, as if it had been filled with lead, making his arm feel sore, and he couldn't hold the hilt tightly.

"Fu Seal... Formation, I expected you to have this trick for a long time! ”

The palm of his hand was released, and the giant sword fell to the ground, emitting a violent roar, like an earthquake, causing the entire street to shake for three points.

Sou!

In the next second, he pulled out the straw rope hanging from his waist, poured his true qi in, and threw it out.

The target of the Yin Qi Grass Rope was not Sun Zhi'an, who was covered with a Xuan Tortoise Shell, but Song Ling, who was holding a talisman seal opposite.

In an instant, the straw rope seemed to come to life, like a vicious and deadly poisonous snake, and it was wound around Song Ling's neck.

"Senior sister, be careful, this guy's weird moves are endless!" Sun Zhian reminded anxiously.

However, it is too late to say that it is too late.

As soon as his words reached his mouth, the straw rope full of cold aura had already touched the other party's neck, and he was caught off guard.

"Uh~"

A scream of terror suddenly rang out.

I saw that the straw rope was tightly wrapped around Song Ling's slender and white neck, and Dao Dao strangulation marks quickly appeared on the skin.

The feeling of despair of suffocation instantly swept through Song Ling's brain, making her lose her sense of continuing to control the formation.

Her face flushed, her eyes gradually spit out, and her mouth opened wide, trying to breathe a little more air.

"Ho ho ~ division... Brother, save... I! ”

She tried her best to grab the straw rope around her neck with one hand, and stretched out to Sun Zhi'an opposite with the other, trying her best to send out a distress signal.

The tighter you strangle!

The supernatural grass rope containing a strong resentment finally broke out at this moment with a terrifying side.

Like an innocent villager hanging on a hanging beam, Song Ling at this time was experiencing the painful despair that the owner of this straw rope had experienced.

Vitality is passing little by little in suffocation, and I see that hope is in front of me, but there is nothing I can do.

"Save ...... I! Her voice stopped abruptly.

The bumpy body fell heavily to the ground.

On her delicate face, her dead fish-like eyes burst out, and her sloppy gaze stared at the man in white in the distance, shuddering.

A disciple of the Triple Heaven Early Stage of the Xuan Silence Sect died tragically in front of everyone's eyes like this, and no one around dared to come to the rescue.

Death of incense!

Died on a mediocre straw rope.

Disheveled!

The next moment, a monstrous aura of resentment burst out from the miserable white corpse.

Under Zhang Tao's surprised gaze, Song Ling, who was suffocated to death, suddenly stood up, his eyes full of resentment, staring at Sun Zhian on the side.

"Senior brother, why didn't you save me, why didn't you save me?"

Song Ling's stiff corpse moved slowly, and a straw rope that exuded an ominous aura hung around his neck.

"Tricked corpses?"

Zhang Tao muttered to himself, looking at the unexpected scene in front of him, his thoughts turned sharply.

Perhaps because he was infected by the supernatural on the straw rope, he was angry before he died, so he borrowed the corpse to return his soul and became a hanged ghost seeking revenge.

"Sure enough, the supernatural infection is still very dangerous......"

In an instant, he immediately realized the danger of several supernatural items on his body.

Whether it's a corpse oil lamp, or a ghost-faced human skin or a shroud, they are all very simple.

Once he can't withstand the power of these supernatural items, he is afraid that he will also be supernatural and turn into a terrifying ghost.

"Senior sister, listen to my explanation......"

Sun Zhi'an's face was extremely ugly, staring at the junior sister who was neither human nor ghostly opposite, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea and became very painful.

The amazing resentment still kept pouring out of Song Ling's body.

In a trance, Zhang Tao saw a looming figure of a woman in red above her head.

"Su Wan?"

Seeing this, he was shocked.

In the perspective of the Eye of the Netherworld, the shadowless and invisible resentment was constantly surging and changing, gathering more and more, and a graceful and delicate body was constantly condensed in the void.

"Oh no, what's going on?"

The moment he saw the clone of the resentful girl, Zhang Tao had already risen in his heart the idea of leaving here, and he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

In Sun Zhi'an's sight, Song Ling turned into a desperate ghost, and his resentful gaze made him shudder.

"Why don't you save me? Don't save me? ”

The intermittent murmuring of rhetorical questions kept ringing in everyone's ears.

"Say good to protect me, say good life and death and ......"

One after another miserable and mournful whispers resounded in the night sky, tearing hearts and lungs.

"Why don't you save me, I'm dead, why don't you die with me?"

When the last sentence fell, Sun Zhi'an's face changed suddenly, and the originally hidden incantation on his forehead and neck suddenly bloomed with a strange light at the moment when the word 'death' appeared.

"Damn it!"

His face was terrified, and his body retreated, distancing himself from the horrible corpse.

As he moved, the formation under his feet was self-defeating.

In an instant, Zhang Tao instantly got rid of the restrictions of the reversal of yin and yang and resumed his actions.