Chapter 116: Seventeenth Death of the Soul Slayer
Ouyang Xun scolded secretly, and decisively retracted his head under the edge of the city wall with lightning speed with the others, but this guy didn't stop talking,
"Why don't they use fire, if we do, we will all die!"
Xiao Cong was speechless, he really wanted to pry open Ouyang Xun's brain to see what was inside, was it really good to say such things at this time? However, in the end, he patiently explained to Ouyang Xun:
"If you use fire, your father will see it, Ah Xun, you are still inexperienced, and you don't understand it yet. β
Ouyang Xun nodded thoughtfully, with a look of great approval,
"Well, it makes sense, it's really not a straw bag!"
Xiao Cong: "......"
For this situation, Xiao Cong already feels commonplace, but it is no longer rare and strange, but he really doesn't understand, he is obviously as good as a monkey, but he always pretends to be ignorant of the world, is this really naΓ―ve and very funny?
"Why are there so few of them, and they look down on us too much? β
Xiaofeng turned his head, pouted, and said dissatisfiedly to a few people.
"Because they're all strong. β
No one thought that at this time, Feng Du, who had always been taciturn, would answer.
"How do you know?"
"Feeling. Feng Du didn't squint, pursed his lips and said seriously.
Leng Xiaofeng: "......"
Xiao Cong: "......"
Ouyang Xun: "......"
Fengdu finally sprouted everyone present with his actual actions.
When the black torrent slowly approached, until it was close to the distance that Xiao Cong was expecting, he suddenly smiled, the corners of his mouth hooked up a charming arc, and his white teeth were like crystal round pearls in the moonlight, he said:
"Come with me and protect the Dharma for me. β
"Zheng!"
I don't know which sword moved first, and then, like a wonderful chain reaction, the swords on the three mountain sealing arrays in front of him began to buzz together,
"Boom, boom, boom......"
Eighty-seven cold rays of light moved in succession, and more than a dozen lives were harvested in an instant, and the wounds were bleeding and gurgling From their frozen expressions, it was known that they should not have understood what was going on when they died.
"Xiao Jiu, what the fuck are you doing!"
One of the three leaders used a wolf-headed broadsword to block left and right, while scolding hoarsely, but his words were so drowned in the "jingle bell" metal percussion, and no one responded to him, maybe the person named Xiao Jiu had died just now.
Although the momentum outside the formation has weakened, it has not yet reached the point of chaos, as Fengdu said, they are really strong, only a few breaths, the casualties have decreased sharply, and the wall is full of thunderbolts of metal hits, and the remaining black-robed people quickly disperse, they no longer gather together, but leave a certain gap between people, so that they will not cut their own people when swinging the sword, after all, the sword formation is not a person, and it will be a big mess when they are close together, but even if the black-robed people are indeed a little stronger, if there are no casualties, it is impossible, if so, then Xiao Cong is too uselessγ
The number of activated sword formations increased from three to five, and one hundred and forty-five sharp swords roared through the crowd, but Rao still didn't have much effect, and the other party seemed more and more at ease.
"They are from the Slaughtering Mansion. β
Feng Du held the short sword in his right hand, and said with a look of vigilance and surprise.
"Huh?" Xiao Feng and Ouyang Xun looked sideways one after another.
"I recognize their move, this is the Seventeen Souls of the Slaughter. β
"You can't be mistaken, for the sake of a civilian area, the Soul Slaughter Mansion will take out all the family resources?"
Ouyang Xun looked at Fengdu with a playful expression, and then pretended to have an enlarged look of sudden realization,
"Oh, they shouldn't be here for you, how did I hear that the young son of the Spirit Slaughter Mansion died at the hands of your kid two years ago. β
Feng Du didn't answer again, his cold eyes looked at the battle not far away, he couldn't see any expression on his face, and his eyes couldn't see the slightest emotion, just like Xingliuyun's evaluation of him in the past - a piece of wood.
The nine large arrays were all activated, and the sound of all the exchanges coming from not far away suddenly became much denser, looking at this scene, Xiao Feng smacked his lips and couldn't help but sigh:
"Xiao Cong is really ruthless, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that even if these people in black are not hacked to death, they will have to be exhausted to death. β
As soon as the words fell, fifty-eight sharp swords flew back to the fortifications of the sword array, and then twenty-nine.
"Ouyang Xun, hurry, do what Xiao Cong just instructed. Xiao Feng said urgently.
"I'd better go. β
Fengdu turned around, picked up the four nirvana coffins left by Xiao Cong, and rushed towards the four fortifications that the sword flew back to, its speed was so fast that Ouyang Xun behind couldn't help but be amazed,
"Tsk, this guy is really fast, and he's a good escaper. β
The formation of the black-robed people under the wall began to fall, and the casualties increased again, almost every few breaths, one person fell, and the rest were almost covered with bruises, although the three people led by them were still imposing, but each of them also had a few terrifying wounds on their bodies, one of them shouted;
"Don't be afraid, that kid's cultivation is still shallow, this magic circle won't last long!"
Another person shouted: "I have held it up, and for a while, the kid who killed that day will not be able to survive, and he will not be able to die!"
.........
The whistling flying swords began to fall one after another, and under the bright moonlight, they sank into the blood-stained land like meteors, and in just a moment, only one magic circle was still in operation, and the black-robed people under the wall, there were less than thirty people left, and those who could survive this battle were of course strong.
The first one laughed, rough and flamboyant,
"Xiao family's child, you are already a strong bow and crossbow, if you surrender now, grandpa, I will not embarrass you, I can let you die a happy death!"
He shouted as he flipped back the flying sword.
"Hmph!" Xiao Feng was displeased, "Is he a decoration for us?"
"Let's go, let's go down and kill him on his back, fart!"
Ouyang Xun fanned the flames on the side, pouting Xiaofeng and ready to move, but the two were stopped by Fengdu.
"At this time, it is not appropriate to make a move, let Xiao Cong kill their sharp spirit again. β
He stared at the Shura field in the distance without blinking, and there was a hint of nonchalance in his cold tone, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The last sword formation finally stopped, and the twenty-nine streamers disappeared into twenty-nine different places in the blink of an eye, the sound of metal clashing stopped, and the wilderness where the civilian area was located fell into a deathly silence in the blink of an eye.
"Hah...... Ha...... Ha ......"
Suddenly there was a sudden burst of laughter in the silence,
"Boom!"
But before he could finish laughing, the laughter was drowned out by a sudden explosion, and under the high wall, a sea of fire rose and burst into the sky, illuminating half of the starry sky, as if even the bright moonlight had been eclipsed by it.
The screams rang out, heartbreaking, like the sorrow of a terrible ghost, this is not like a human voice at all, this sound comes from the Nine Hells Purgatory!
"How did he do it......"
Xiao Feng and Ouyang Xun were dumbfounded, and muttered with palpitations, only Fengdu looked calm, and it was still the same faint cold as always.
Ouyang Xun couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and with a kind of happiness in his tone, he muttered:
"It's a good thing I didn't go down just now, if I ...... It turns out that this kid has already calculated it......"
"You seem to have known for a long time?" Xiao Feng asked Fengdu with a tilt of his head.
Fengdu was as indifferent as water, "It's that sword, the sword with mud tied to it, Xiao Cong made it useless at the beginning." β
Ouyang Xun looked behind him with a little jealousy, and gave a thumbs up to the two of them:
"He's a genius......"
"But he still made a mistake," Feng Du looked deep and gently hugged his shoulder, and the firelight reflected in his eyes as if it had gilded him with a layer of evil.
Xiaofeng: "What!"
"The corpses have been burned, and we no longer have evidence of a crusade against the Soul Slaughter Mansion. β
Xiao Feng and Ouyang Xun couldn't help but open their mouths at the same time, Ouyang Xun gave a thumbs up again, his eyes were affirmative, and he swore an oath:
"Well, you're a genius too!"
Just ask how many people can think about one thing as deeply as Fengdu!