The name of this staghorn monk was so loud that everyone was shocked when they heard it. Gugu Luotuo remembered what the Great Han of the Golden Horde had entrusted him, and he was even more worried, and secretly thought: "Could it be that this old monk is here for this little prince of the Han people? Oops, he is a lackey of Emperor Yuan, but I am afraid that he is really here for this." Seeing that there was no helper beside this old monk, he was a little relieved.

Zhang Qianfeng didn't know the origin of this old monk, his eyes were full of pride, and he said: "This old monk, you said that you have been waiting for us for a long time, so you must know the reason for the tragedy in this city?"

The Antlered Monk smiled, "The old man does know. The crowd exclaimed in unison, shocked.

Jie Ze stepped forward and said, "This city is full of people, but you led people to kill? Then our dead brothers are also your poisoners?"

The antler-torn monk said, "The old man has never killed anyone, and he doesn't know about the dead in this city. ”

Zhang Qianfeng listened to the inconsistencies in what he said, and was angry in his heart, and said: "The old monk speaks upside down, doesn't it make people laugh out of their big teeth?"

The antler-clad monk sighed: "The soul is scattered, not dead or alive, and the dried corpses you see in the city may not be dead people." This Xingyue Mausoleum is the place where my Remnant Sect has lived for a long time in the past, and the monarch here has also reused the monks of my Remnant Sect, I can't imagine that they have really cultivated this long-lost 'non-ghost and inhumane'. Although the old man had not discussed the magic method with them, he still wanted to see the whole picture, but he had a wish, so he came all the way to find it here. ”

Zhang Qianfeng said: "What is non-ghost and inhumane? You said that the dead bodies in this city are all practicing this 'non-ghost and inhumane'?"

In an instant, only a miserable cry was heard from the crowd, and everyone looked back and was only dizzy with fright. The red fly broke out in a cold sweat, cold to the bones from beginning to end, and saw that the black man and the other three dead men were standing up, in good spirits, the blood on their mouths had dried up, and there were four dead bodies beside them, thin and withered, with blue faces, who were also the guards of the caravan.

Zhang Qianfeng said angrily: "Kill these three monsters!" The guards drew their swords and slashed at the three living corpses, and the living corpses roared fiercely, but instead pounced and fought with the guards. The black man was already strangely powerful, but when he turned around, he seemed to know all the pain and fear, and his strength was doubled, and he hugged a person, and squeezed it gently, and the man broke his ribs and passed out.

The black man opened his mouth and bit the man's neck, gurgling, and drank blood like a horse and a cow drinking water. The crowd was furious, and their swords were added together, but the black man bit the man and ran around for a while, and his injuries gradually healed, as if he could heal his wounds with the help of blood.

Seeing that the black man was in charge, the red fly only blindly dodged the move of cutting off the head and stabbing the forehead, and the rest of the parts were ignored, and his mind moved, so that a move "Phoenix Nirvana" made a move, and a sword was stabbed in the air, hitting the head of the black man. The man finally let go, opened his bloody mouth, and with a hideous face, he bit the red fly. Seeing that the two canine teeth at the corners of his mouth were long and sharp, the red fly couldn't help but be horrified, and with a sword edge, he split the head of the black man in charge, and with a snort, it was like splitting a watermelon, and in an instant, blood splashed, and the black man moved his hands and feet, convulsions and died.

The rest of the guards suddenly got their senses, and slashed at the heads of the three men, but their swordsmanship was not as good as that of red flies, and it took a lot of trouble to kill the three men.

Seeing that the danger had turned into safety, Zhang Qianfeng turned around, glared angrily at the Antler Venerable, and asked, "Is this your evil method? Is it that you turned the four of them into this monster?"

The Antlers laughed, "They're not monsters. The ancient text records: 'Not ghosts and non-people, but ghosts.' It is also called 'Kuijing', which is transliterated by people in the Western Regions who do not know Chinese. ”

He looked around in all directions and said, "Decades ago, the city lord of this Xingyue Mausoleum City was seriously ill, and there was no cure in the world, but my fellow sect of the Ruthless Sect preached his 'non-ghost and inhumane', which made him gradually improve, and he believed in the Asura Sect, and also made the people of the whole city practice to help him live a long life. At the beginning, this kung fu strengthened the body and had a remarkable effect, but over the years, the body gradually became different, and finally three years ago, the city was in chaos, and all the people killed each other, and all of them became such 'Kuijing'. ”

The crowd was so frightened that their hands and feet were numb, and they all asked in horror, "You mean that this city is full of such ghosts?"

The antler-claded monk nodded, and suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps all around, and countless dried corpses poured into the street, walking towards it, walking extremely slowly, far less than the four people in charge of the black man before. The heroes were so frightened that they pulled out their blades one after another, and a chill arose in their hearts.

The antlered monk was not afraid at all, but said: "After a person dies, his soul should be scattered. But after the people of the city died, only their souls were scattered, but the ghosts were left behind, and the ghosts were infused with the true qi of heaven and earth, and they became like this. Once resurrected, most of them have no mind because they only have remnants in their bodies, and their hearts are empty, hungry and thirsty, and they urgently need to drink human blood. ”

Zhang Qianfeng knew that this antlered monk would be the mastermind behind the scenes, so he let out a long roar, and the long sword stabbed him in the throat. The antlered monk didn't dare to slack off, and returned a move of "deer singing Buddha sound", and his fist counterattacked like a mountain and a sea. Zhang Qianfeng raised his sword to parry, and with a bang, his whole body was shocked, and he took a few steps back, his breath was slightly chaotic. He was surprised in his heart, and secretly thought, "How can there be such a master in this mortal world? This demon monk is only afraid that he is even more powerful than the two of them in the hidden sword mound." "He was frustrated, and when he put away his contempt, he made a miraculous move and fought with the antlers monk. Jieze is convinced of his lover's kung fu, and he swept the battle, but he had no intention of helping.

The guards on the side were surrounded by all the Kuijing, although they were terribly afraid, but at this juncture, they were even more struggling to resist, long swords and spears, big swords and giant axes, and the blades and lights were chaotic, smashing on the top of the heads of the corpses. Although these dried corpses can live a long time, they have not sucked blood for a long time, their strength is not great, they are slow to walk, and they are killed like chopping melons and vegetables. Seeing this, the heroes put their minds at ease, and gradually became more and more courageous, firmly holding their positions, shouting loudly, and without mercy.

Zhang Qianfeng and the antlered monk each showed their magical powers, and they were on par for a while. Zhang Qianfeng's sword and palm are unique, complementing each other, with a strong physique, like a cloud, a dragon, a wind and a tiger when he moves, everywhere. However, the internal strength of the antlered monk is pure, not under the Ming Siqi in the past, the power of the fist is endless, and one move is like the rotation of the sun and the moon, which is unstoppable. After such a stalemate, after fighting more than 400 moves, Zhang Qianfeng was sweating profusely, feeling frustrated, and couldn't help but think: "This old monk must be the number one master in this world, I can't beat him?"

The antlered monk was calm and relaxed, not in a hurry, and suddenly took a diagonal step and made a move "Tiger Deer Devouring Prison".

Tantric legend: There is an Asura Demon King in hell, with a tiger deer as a mount, and countless sinners are eaten every day, the most ferocious. The "Tiger Deer Devouring Prison" of the Antlers Monk was created through this allusion. This move not only has the ability of landslides and earth cracks, but also covers a wider range of strength, which is a unique art in the world's boxing methods.

Zhang Qianfeng was shocked when he saw this, he used his full strength, and slashed with his long sword, only hearing a few sonorous sounds, blocking most of the fist power, but there was still one punch that could not be resolved. He was punched in the chest, screamed miserably, and flew away, gritting his teeth and squeezing the blood from his mouth. If you were an ordinary person, if you were hit by this punch, your sternum would be shattered immediately, but Zhang Qianfeng's physique was different from ordinary people, but he suffered some internal injuries, but he was still extremely uncomfortable.

Jie Ze was furious and said, "Senior brother, I'm here to help you!" The two of them each raised their long swords, and used the 'Yin Yang Dragon and Phoenix Sword Technique', and the two swords combined to attack the antler monk together. The antlered monk looked up to the sky and smiled, and said: "Sure enough, it is the internal force of the immortals, and what the two junior brothers said is right, it is not in vain that I have been waiting here for a long time." He also used the "Peeling Scales Hell Heart Sutra", and in an instant, the potential was stimulated, the internal force was doubled, and with a flick of the sleeve robe, he blocked the blades of the two people, and his body rose into the air, and in a blink of an eye, he flew away.

Zhang Qianfeng is the leading figure in the young generation of Wanxianmen, he has always been arrogant, and now he has lost a move under the hands of this old monk, which is really a great shame. He gritted his teeth with hatred, and wanted to step forward to chase after him, but Jie Ze said: "Senior brother, I'll find the field again in the future!

Zhang Qianfeng nodded, and the two turned around and rushed violently, killing the ghosts in all directions, and finally killed a bloody way. After taking a closer look at the situation, I couldn't help but shout: I saw that some of the guards who had been killed by the ghosts also stood up at this moment, with green fangs on their faces, and bit at their former companions. This newborn ghost has enough qi and blood, and the attack is fierce, which is really terrifying, so constantly killing and wounding, at this time the caravan is no more than a hundred, and the "ghost people" in the city are still endless.

Jie Ze looked down on these mortals, and said loudly: "Senior brother, let's go first and let them fend for themselves!"

Zhang Qianfeng shook his head and said, "We Wanxianmen have no regrets, how can we not obey it?" at least we must rescue Gugu Luotuo and that little doll!" Although he had the heart to help, the situation was too bad, and his injuries gradually flared up, and the pain in his chest became more and more painful, which was a little difficult to support.

At this moment, they suddenly saw a red fly come to them, pointed to the east head, and said, "Let's go over there and kill, there seems to be a thin number." After that, he really rushed to the east, and as he walked, he swung his sword and made a move, which was precise and fast, and stabbed the "ghost man" who blocked the road to death.

Jie Ze thought to himself: "This person is very weird, and he has repeatedly made surprising and winning moves. You might as well follow him, and maybe you can get out of trouble. So he pulled Zhang Qianfeng and led everyone to chase after the red fly.

Red flies detoured in all directions, and the path was tortuous, but the "ghost people" everywhere really did not attack well, and the number dropped sharply. Soon after, the sun and the moon were extinguished, and it was before dawn. Everyone heard the roaring and shouting of the ghosts in the city, but they could not see anything, and they really trembled, and lived like a year. Just at a loss, suddenly the sky and the earth were bright, the desert sun slowly bloomed, and all the ghosts screamed, all of them shrank back into the house, hiding, and a few could not hide, they were irradiated by the sun, and they turned into ashes and died in a short time.

With tears in their eyes, the guards shouted congratulations, and the red fly let out a breath of air and said, "These 'kuijing' are afraid of the sun, so they hide in the airtight coffin. Now in daylight they will not be able to do evil. The heroes praised: "The little brother is really clever, but thanks to you for showing the way." The red fly was very happy and said, "I am a master of the world, and I am already in the best of the best." ”

Zhang Qianfeng saw that the ancient valley Luotuo and the Han children were safe and sound, his mood immediately relaxed, he was hit by the antler monk, the injury was not light, so he meditated on the spot, Jieze was very worried, resisted his vest to the acupoint, and helped him heal. (To be continued.) )