What Zhang Xiaozu used was the Heavenly Killing Talisman of the Thirty-six Tiangang Talisman, but unlike what was taught by Taoist Tianwu, his talisman was drawn with Taoist power and ghost power, so it gave people a weird feeling.
Seeing the Tiangang Talisman that appeared in front of Zhang Xiaozu, people who knew something about his identity suddenly remembered that he was a Taoist disciple of Master Tianwu, and Taoism was his main practice. main means of attack.
Jin Zhihui frowned slightly, feeling confused.
Although the Heavenly Killing Talisman offered by Zhang Xiaozu also made her feel palpitated and she could feel the powerful power contained in it, it was far less terrifying than when she faced Zhang Xiaozu before. My heart trembled, feeling the dangerous aura that was close to death. If not, she wouldn't quit the battle just because of Zhang Xiaopou's words.
"Maybe it's because it's far away and not targeted by its killing intent." Jin Zhihui couldn't figure it out and could only guess this way.
"Kill!" Zhang Xiaozu's eyes widened in anger, his tongue burst into thunder, and he slapped the Heavenly Death Talisman with his palm. The Heavenly Death Talisman immediately flew towards Yuwen Rui, growing in the wind, covering half of the sky in an instant, and smashed down towards Yu Wenrui's head.
The sneer on Yu Wenrui's face has faded, and his expression has become unprecedentedly solemn. The nine-color light on the tip of the sword finger of his left hand suddenly shines brightly. He cuts out with one finger, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal. This sword contains thousands of changes and is infinitely powerful.
ding ding ding squeak
The sword energy and the talisman collided, making a harsh sound of gold and iron. The light sputtered, the air flow stirred, and vortices swirled in the air.
The talisman is in the sky, and the light shines brightly, as if it has communicated with the ancient battlefield. The drums thunder, the horns clang, and the shouts of killing shake the sky. It also seems to be connected to the endless hell, with howling wind and ghosts crying.
The nine-color sword energy is also dazzling. The sword energy is several feet long. Each sword energy seems to be controlled by a master of swordsmanship, and he uses mysterious sword moves to attack the heavenly killing talisman.
"Break it!" Yu Wenrui shouted angrily and slashed down with his sword finger.
The Heavenly Killing Talisman was violently shaken by the sword energy. Finally, it was unable to bear the weight, and cracks appeared. After barely holding on for a few breaths, it suddenly shattered and cracked, turning into streams of light and dissipating in the air.
Zhang Xiaozu spurted an arrow of blood from his mouth, and his face turned a little pale. He pointed his finger in front of him, and the blood spurted from his mouth immediately followed his finger, carving a bloody talisman in front of him.
The Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Talisman and the Heaven Injury Talisman.
"Go!" Zhang Xiaozu slapped the Heavenly Injury Talisman with his palm, and the Heavenly Injury Talisman immediately shot towards Yu Wenrui, growing in the wind and filled with blood.
Yu Wenrui immediately waved his sword to resist.
Zhang Xiaozu made a secret with his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand slid rapidly in the air, and in the blink of an eye he drew another talisman, the Thirty-Six Tiangang Talisman's Heavenly Damage Talisman. With one palm shot, the Sky Damage Talisman immediately shot towards Yuwen Rui, growing in the wind and overlapping with the Sky Damage Talisman.
The two talismans overlapped and immediately pushed down Yu Wenrui's sword energy.
Zhang Xiaozu continued to move his hands, and drew another talisman in the blink of an eye. The moment the talisman was completed, he slapped it out with one palm.
Heavenly storm, Heavenly prison, Heavenly defeat, Heavenly crying, Heavenly darkness
Zhang Xiaozu shot out twelve talismans in one go. The talismans overlapped and intertwined until they reached three feet above Yu Wenrui's head. Yu Wenrui's feet have sunk into the ground, reaching his ankles. His cheeks are bloodshot and he is struggling to support himself.
Yu Wenrui felt resentful in his heart. If most of the sword intent, especially the two golden true dragon sword intents, were not focused on Zhou Jianlai, Zhang Xiaopou would have been able to defeat them all with just one sword. The sorrow and indignation of being bullied by a dog.
Zhang Xiao
Zou's face was as white as paper, and he drew thirteen Tiangang talismans in a row, almost reaching his limit. However, there was a smile on his lips because he took the time to take a look at Zhou Jianlai and found that Zhou Jianlai's condition had improved a lot.
The trapped twelve golden true dragon sword energies slowly expanded the encirclement space, and there were faint signs of breaking out of the encirclement. King Wei's sword buzzed in a low voice. Although the sound was weak, it was clear and firm, containing high fighting spirit. Although the twelve golden dragon sword rays in his eyes were still being suppressed by Yu Wenrui's two golden dragon sword rays, they had stopped their retreat.
Zhang Xiaopou jumped up and landed on the huge overlapping talisman. The three-color stream of light poured into the talisman. The twelve talisman's light became brighter again, and he suddenly pressed down one foot. Yu Wenrui's cheeks were bloodshot, his face turned red, his throat rumbled, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Yu Wenrui suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura. To be precise, there were two auras. One came from above his head and should have come from Zhang Xiaozu, while the other came from Zhou Jianlai. He knew that this was Zhou Jianlai's last counterattack in a desperate situation, and it would definitely be extremely fierce and ferocious. However, as long as he could suppress this counterattack, Zhou Jianlai's sword would be like a defeated enemy and he could easily take it down.
Thinking of Zhou Jianlai's will, Yu Wenrui's eyes couldn't help but shine with a fanatical light, and he couldn't help but stretch out the tip of his blood-stained tongue and lick his lips, as if he was about to taste a peerless delicacy.
At this time, he still looked like an elegant young man, and the greed and desire in his heart were clearly revealed on his face. Compared to Jian Xin who has obtained twelve golden true dragon sword intentions and carries the will of the sword heart, he doesn't care about the collapse and damage of his image at all, because if the image is destroyed, he can re-establish it and use the Yaowang Valley to save the world and benefit the people. Coupled with his excellence, it is easy to re-establish a perfect image, and the opportunity only comes once.
If he can swallow Zhou Jianlai's sword will, he can complete his own incomplete sword will, and his sword will no longer be hindered. There is nothing more important in the world than this.
Yu Wenrui was fervent and greedy in his heart, but he was not dazzled by it. He opened his mouth stained red with blood and shouted urgently to the sidelines: "Fairy, help me! Zhaozhao, help me! Make friends with Yaowanggu Brothers and sisters, please give me a helping hand! Help me punish these two madmen who provoke the majesty of the Medicine King Valley, and the Medicine King Valley will definitely thank you!"
The crowd suddenly became restless for Yaowang Valley’s generous thanks.
Yu Wenrui's eyes fell on Jin Zhihui, and his usually arrogant eyes showed a trace of pleading, which suddenly plucked the love strings in Jin Zhihui's heart, and immediately threw Niu Dawa's kind reminder behind him. Moreover, she saw that Yu Wenrui could withstand Zhang Xiaozu's twelve talismans with one hand. In addition, Zhang Xiaozu's face was pale and he was obviously at the end of his strength. She couldn't help but become bold and even unscrupulous.
"Uncle Master, let me help you!" Mu Zhaozhao was the first to rush to the battlefield with his sword.
"Young master, I'll help you!" Jin Zhihui's head started to heat up, and she felt that helping Yu Wenrui in this difficult time would definitely warm Yu Wenrui's heart and greatly increase her favorability in his mind. A friend in need is a friend right now.
"Master Yuwen, let me help you!"
"I am also willing to lend a helping hand to Mr. Yuwen!"
With Mu Zhaozhao and Jin Zhihui taking the lead, people who were tempted by Yu Wenrui's promise immediately rushed to the battlefield with enthusiasm.
Teng!
Blue demonic fire burst out from Niu Dawa's body, and the earth domain suddenly spread out. Those with weaker cultivation were directly suppressed by his gravity domain, making it difficult to move.
"What are you going to do?" Niu Dawa did not take action immediately, but frowned and asked Qi Yoyo who was drawing his sword.
"Nonsense, of course you are just a pawn." Qi Yoyo glared at Niu Dawa.
Da Wa pressed Qi Yoyo's shoulders and said softly: "You represent the city lord's palace. This is not the right time to draw a sword!" After saying that, he jumped out.
Qi Yoyo couldn't help but feel startled when she heard this, and then her heart couldn't help but feel warm. She looked at Niu Dawa's running back, sheathed her sword, raised the corner of her mouth, and murmured with a smile: "I didn't expect that although he is big, he has a very delicate heart!"
"Yu Wenrui, have you ignored my existence? Will I let you seize the opportunity to improve your cultivation right under your nose? Are you daydreaming!" Ruan Xinyuan narrowed the corners of his narrow eyes, with a cold look at the corners of his mouth, and held his two swords in His fingers were flying. The next moment, the body rushed out like a stream of light, cut off a person's arm with a knife, and kindly reminded him: "Pick it up quickly and ask the doctor to take it back. If it's too late, it will be useless!"
""The man suddenly burst into tears, picked up the broken arm and ran away.
boom!
Compared with Ruan Xinyuan's "gentleness and kindness", Niu Dawa is simple and rough. He punches a person's head and shouts with murderous intent: "Whoever dares to help the pretty boy will be killed without mercy!"
"Ah" one person was blown away by his punch. Although he did not die, the blue demonic fire burned violently on his body. He was so frightened that his face turned pale. He lay on the ground rolling and screaming, but the blue demonic fire could not be extinguished. .
"The ghost fire! It's the ghost fire!" Someone screamed in horror when they saw the blue demon fire on Niu Dawa's body.
"Damn it! Don't come close to me! Oh, help!" One person was kicked away by Niu Dawa, and the blue demonic fire instantly spread all over his body and enveloped him. He was so frightened that he let out an inhuman scream.
Niu Dawa, wearing blue demonic fire, suddenly became the focus of the audience. Wherever he went, there was a lot of chaos, and everyone shunned them like the plague. But those poor people who were targeted by him or unable to escape were either seriously injured by his blow and then burned by the blue demonic fire, or were killed by him with one move.
The blue demonic fire and Niu Dawa's ferocity shocked the entire audience for a moment. Coupled with the help of Ruan Xinyuan, who had unique methods and strong combat power, the crowd who rushed into the battlefield quickly retreated to the sidelines.
The generous thanks from Yaowang Valley are indeed tempting, but one must have a life to accept them.
Looking at Niu Da Wa, who was fighting left and right in the field, and every time he took action, he was extremely ruthless. He would kill when he could, injure when he could, and showed no signs of mercy. The sect disciples on the sidelines all showed panic. Niu Da Wa The baby's killing decisively broke the way they knew how to do things.
There may be hatred and conflicts among their various sects, but as long as it is not an endless blood feud, when a fight occurs between disciples, they will follow the principle of leaving a thin line in life. Who dares to be like Niu Dawa, who doesn't give a blow to his opponent when he starts a fight? Way to survive.
But you must know that if you don't give others a way to survive, you are also cutting off your own future. If he falls into trouble at the hands of these sects that he killed, he will definitely end up dead.
However, Niu Dawa obviously has no such scruples.
seem
The eyes of these sect disciples swept over the three Zhang Xiaozu, and their pupils couldn't help but shrink. These three brothers seemed to be the reincarnation of the devil, and they killed people without any scruples.
They silently reminded themselves that it would be best to stay away from these three brothers when they see them in the future, and never provoke them if possible.
"Seeking death!" Zhang Xiaopou, who was standing on the talisman, yelled angrily. A talisman was shot out from his palm, and Mu Zhaozhao, who was attacking with a sword, was sent flying. He immediately looked at Jin Zhihui, ignoring the words raised in Jin Zhihui's hand. Soft Whip, sat down cross-legged, and quickly made seals with both hands.
Jin Zhihui's heart skipped a beat, and that sense of near-death danger reappeared. But she had no choice but to fire the arrow, so she bravely waved the soft whip and whipped Zhang Xiaopeng hard.
