Chapter 143: Test Spells
Seeing the figure in the air rushing towards him, Zhang and his entourage hurriedly put away the flying wings, and their bodies fell straight down.
The four monks behind Zhang and his entourage also landed on the top of a mountain with him.
Zhang and his entourage rubbed their skills quickly, and found that these four monks had ordinary methods, and their cultivation was around the second and third phases of Jindan, and they couldn't pose much of a threat to themselves, so they quietly waited for their next move.
A slightly chubby monk looked at Zhang Yixing and the flying wings behind him, and said with a smile: "Yes, Fu Guo's flying wings have never been passed on, and the four of us will have an internal auction for this flying wing, whoever bids the highest price will be whoever." ”
As he spoke, it was as if he had already taken the wings into his pocket.
Zhang and his entourage looked at them as if they were looking at a few dead people.
The two Jindan Phase II monks on the other side can be done by themselves as long as they use the trapped dragon rope, and the other two Jindan Phase III monks, as long as they buckle the heavenly fingers, Zhang and his entourage are confident that they can still turn them into ashes.
But Zhang and his entourage didn't plan to do this, since these four monks wanted to kill people and overshoot goods, then he had every reason to test his spells and have a comprehensive understanding of his own strength.
The last time I fought against the black and white double evil, I had already tried the power of the Heavenly Finger, but the power of Hell had not been tried yet, and there was also the newly practiced Seven Absolute Palm Spell, which had to be evaluated, is the Soul Locking Spell of the Trapped Dragon Rope still useful to the Jindan Phase III monks? There are also clutch swords, how can they be released to their maximum power?
In addition, we have to let them talk about the situation in Caicheng, and use it all as waste.
Zhang Yixing pretended to be angry and shouted: "I'm a nobleman of Fuguo, aren't you afraid that Fuguo will hunt you down?"
When the four monks heard this, they all laughed.
The fat monk smiled and said: "You don't need to say it, I also know that you are from Fu Guo, but you are single, and you don't even have a guard, so you are embarrassed to say that you are a nobleman? ”
Zhang and his entourage shrugged their bodies, took the flying wing in their hands, and said to several people: "If you use strength, I will destroy this flying wing." ”
The fat monk shook his head and said bitterly: "It's useless, anyway, you are going to die today, if you do it, we will consider giving you a whole corpse, and maybe we will burn half a column of residual incense for you, so that you can go all the way." ”
"But if you destroy this flying wing, then we will use your golden pill as medicine, and feed the corpse to the dogs, so that you will not be at peace after death. ”
Zhang and his entourage shouted loudly: "If you dare to rob the monks in broad daylight, will there be no one to control you?"
The fat monk sneered: "Discipline, discipline what? Caicheng is the robber's own place, a safe nest for killing, you kill me, kill everyone, live this life of killing, to kill self-cultivation, to kill the Tao, blame you for coming to the wrong place, to this bloodthirsty city with no rules, you just accept your fate." ”
Zhang Yixing said coldly: "In this case, you have been killed, and you have no complaints?"
The fat friar nodded: "Yes, as long as you can kill it." So stop destroying the treasures, show your flying sword, and make a final fight for yourself. ”
After the fat monk finished speaking, the other three pressed forward.
Zhang Yixing had already locked the abdomen of a Jindan Phase II monk with the Seven Absolute Palms, and slapped it with one palm, not knowing if this palm could destroy his Jindan.
After the monk was struck by the Seven Absolute Palms, he laughed incessantly, causing the other three monks to be surprised for a while, and the fat monk opened his mouth and reprimanded: "What the hell are you laughing at? ”
Zhang and his entourage couldn't help but be embarrassed, his Seven Absolute Palms were still far away, although he photographed this monk, but after all, the Seven Absolute Palms were just starting to practice, and they actually photographed the monk's Zhimuro acupoint, which caused him to laugh.
Zhang and his entourage then took out the trapped dragon rope and shook it in their hands, and the four monks couldn't help but take a step back when they saw that his trapped dragon rope was so long.
The fat monk retreated, and attacked with a flying sword.
The power of this sword is even stronger than when Zhang Yixing and Sun Cheng fought, Sun Cheng's flying sword power is even stronger, and it has reached the third realm in the 'Three Whistles and Three Concealments', and the voice that came was short and sharp, heading straight for Zhang and his party.
Zhang and his entourage took a wrong step early, leaned closer to the Jindan Phase II monk, and the trapped dragon rope was like a straight stick, piercing towards him.
The monk swung his sword and stopped the trapped dragon rope.
But the trapped dragon rope was not a straight stick, and did not swing away, but with the power of the monk's blow, it turned a corner and continued to pierce him.
Zhang and his entourage sent the trapped dragon rope forward again, and the trapped dragon rope lengthened in vain, and finally pierced the chest of this Jindan second-stage monk.
Rao is the monk dodging sideways, or was he lost his spiritual power by the trapped dragon rope and fell to the ground.
The other three monks saw that the monk who had fallen to the ground was not injured, so they rushed over and blocked the figure of Zhang and his party.
Zhang Yixing took back the trapped dragon rope, took out the clutch sword, and threw the detached sword out.
The three monks looked at it, how could this be done?
They were some distance away from Zhang Yixing at this time, and the power of the flying sword was greatly reduced, and Zhang Yixing, the trapped dragon rope itself was very long, and it could attack them at any time.
Now he actually took out this kind of clutch sword that could attack them from a long distance, which made them discouraged.
So they got closer, hoping that this would prevent Zhang and his entourage from attacking at any time, and after a long time, Zhang and his entourage would be defeated.
However, Zhang and his entourage didn't want to waste time with them, he wanted to speed up the separation sword to the maximum, and see if the separation sword could deal with the Jindan third-stage cultivator.
Therefore, Zhang Yixing's whole body spiritual power gushed out, constantly accelerating for the sword, when the sword was added to seven or eight circles, the sword formed a white and bright garden ring in the air, and with Zhang Yixing's divine sense, he couldn't tell the position of the sword.
When the four monks saw this, they couldn't help but be surprised: What kind of trick was this? How could this flying sword be so fast?
At this time, they all had the intention of running away, and began to scatter and retreat backwards.
And the monk who had lost his spiritual power looked blankly at the garden ring formed by the sword trail in the sky, and couldn't move his footsteps.
Zhang and his entourage were overjoyed, leaving the sword at this speed, he didn't make the slightest sound, could it be that this is the fourth realm of 'three howls and three hidden'?
Of course, he was looking forward to its power, so he stepped out, and this garden circle had already enveloped a Jindan third-stage monk.
When the fat monk saw this, his face was already pale, his heart was cold, and he no longer had the heart to defeat Zhang and his party, abandoned his partner, turned around and ran.
Zhang and his entourage took out Hell and threw it in the direction of the fat monk, and the hell suddenly became bigger in the air and shrouded the fat monk.
The fat monk felt that the sky was dark, and then he heard the sound of 'porphyry', as if the sky had fallen, and he was crushed into a mass of flesh and blood by hell.