Hearing the arrogant words coming from the mouth of the gold-swallowing demon orangutan, Zhang Wenfeng stood up and rushed forward. Sooner or later, the grudge between him and Xiang Yuan would be settled. He kept chanting in his mouth and waited quietly for the other party to take action.
Tu Kun and Yuan Xiao formed a contract and joined hands to destroy the barbarian god.
He and Xiang Yuan only participated in it without making a contract, and they were not bound even if they fought to the death.
Feeling that the guy was covered in evil, he suddenly discovered a way to suppress the monster ape. Maybe later he could catch it unawares and seize the opportunity, and then try to see if his sword was sharp?
Xiang Yuan was upset when he heard this, his eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled filial piety from thirty feet away: "Boy, you deliberately provoked my patience, and then warned you not to recite sutras, otherwise don't blame me for using a stick to stop you!"
He didn't take the shock injury in his body seriously, and used this excuse as a handle to look for an opportunity to take action. This was also how he told Yuan Xiao who was collecting the treasure below the dark peak.
The Barbarian God has been wiped out, so there's no hindrance to starting a fight, right?
The sound of Zhang Wenfeng's chanting became more and more ups and downs, with twists and turns. He wanted to disturb the other party's restless mind, so come on, let's do it.
There was silence everywhere, except for the sound of scriptures floating in the mountain wind, and no sound came from the half-collapsed dark peak in the southwest.
Lao Yuan and Tu Kun had a tacit understanding not to stop the fight above.
Everyone has confidence in their own side, so let's decide the winner with our hands.
Resolve the conflicts between them in the way of demon cultivators.
"Suffer death!"
The orangutan was far from stupid. He understood the old ape's intentions and used secret methods to stimulate the potential in his body. His body expanded in a circle, black energy lingered, and his momentum skyrocketed. He jumped up, swung a thick black stick that was about ten feet long, and hit the Taoist priest on the head. .
He pinched it with his left finger and quietly activated the Earth Elemental Binding Magic.
Underneath his rough appearance, he has a delicate and cunning heart.
A strong wind blew against his face. While Zhang Wenfeng was launching a black magic plot, he waved his left hand, and dozens of talismans drawn by him bloomed in the sky like raindrops.
The scriptures in his mouth paused, and he silently recited the scriptures and activated the "Qingxiao Thunder Gathering Curse".
The speed of the magical power of thunder is unparalleled. At the moment when the talisman exploded, it hit the chest of the ferocious-looking gold-swallowing demon gorilla with a "crack". The cyan lightning suddenly exploded. The demon gorilla's body was covered with "sizzling" thunder light, and its speed suddenly increased. A lag.
"Bang bang bang", more than a dozen transparent talismans exploded from all directions at the same time, with extremely dazzling light, completely suppressing the light of the setting sun. Xiang Yuan was in it, not only his eyes were instantly blind, but even his demon consciousness was blinded. Being greatly disturbed, he was also subjected to the evil-destroying attack of the "Oriental Wood Fire Bright Talisman", and his whole body seemed to be fried in a frying pan.
The karma backfired on the body, making a sound like exploding beans.
Xiang Yuan was hit by both the thunder light and the transparent talisman. He roared in pain. He was wearing the thunder light and attacking with all his will, and he was stirring up demonic aura. He still hit hard with a well-thought-out stick. He used offense instead of defense seasonally.
Who would have expected that in broad daylight, the other party would go crazy and burst out more than ten transparent talismans in one go?
It was so insidious. It was also the first time he knew that the Transparent Talisman could be used in this way.
Zhang Wenfeng was bound by magic, and even if he could break free in a hurry, he would not have time to dodge the opponent's attack.
He immediately restrained his flying skills and fell straight down, escaping the attack of the apes who were randomly smashing him with his eyes closed. He had treasures to protect himself and had no hobby of being abused.
For a moment, he silently touched the scriptures in the sea of consciousness, and the invisible golden light washed away the magic spell on his body. He flew up again and killed Xiang Yuan who sensed something was wrong and wanted to retreat to the hillside to avoid being attacked from both sides.
"Chirp", the peach wood sword turned into a dark pink brilliance, sneaking up on the back of the monster ape who had a bad start.
Xiang Yuan closed his eyes, with tears streaming down his face. He waved the stick with one hand to move the shadow of the stick, and smashed the incoming peach wood sword with a "Peng" sound.
He immediately realized that something was wrong. This was not the flying sword from before. It was too fragile and it would not matter even if it stabbed him. He was fooled and hurriedly swept his left arm and hit it to the side.
"Chicha", his left arm hurt. The opponent's sword was so sharp, and at a weird angle, it still left a long bloody hole in his belly, almost disemboweling him.
Xiang Yuan was a little panicked. He had misjudged the smelly Taoist priest's swordsmanship and the sharpness of the sword.
The old man Yue had long seen that the opponent's sword was a magic weapon, but he didn't say a word. Was he planning to kill him with the Taoist priest's sword and take away the share of the treasure promised to him when the matter was accomplished?
He waved his long stick with all his strength, and the shadow of the stick was like a mountain, stacked on top of each other to resist the close attacks launched by the Taoist priests from all directions.
The Taoist priest's speed was fast and strange. He was moving forward and backward. It was not very convenient for him to move at this time. Moreover, his strong body could not block the opponent's sharp attack. In just ten moves, the sword stabbed him with scars. , dripping with blood, although they were all insignificant flesh wounds, the blow to his confidence was devastating.
Xianyuan's demon consciousness has been restored, but he still can't stop the opponent's all-pervasive attack of mercury.
The stick in his hand blocked the attack quickly, but it could not touch the edge of the sword in the Taoist priest's hand.
Every time, the Taoist priest twisted the edge of his sword, defusing the attack in the direction of his stick with great skill. His superb swordsmanship allowed him to move freely between the shadows of the stick, making him feel powerless all over.
He believed that there was only a slight difference in speed between the two sides, but that small difference resulted in a situation where one side was passive and the other was calm.
He didn't even have time to use magic to relieve himself. If he was a little careless, he would definitely hit a critical point with his sword. The opponent was concerned about the power of his stick and didn't want to exchange injuries for injuries, so every attack failed halfway.
"Old Yuan, please uphold justice and speak truth to me..."
Xiang Yuan's body was covered in sweat mixed with blood, and he had to plead softly to the old man Yuan, feeling extremely sad and angry in his heart.
When life was at stake, face was more important than life. He had to give up the share of the accumulated good liquid that he was about to get, but in exchange for the old man ape stopping him, he didn't believe that human dared to confront the old man ape.
There is an old saying in the human race, "It is never too late for a gentleman to seek revenge." He had already found a way to break the situation.
He wants to use killing and blood to fight for a chance to advance to the third level.
Zhang Wenfeng, who retreated three feet away, pursed his lips tightly and had a murderous look on his face.
Holding the sword in both hands, he slashed at the embarrassed Xiang Yuan.
He couldn't bear to waste this magical sword power on the Barbarian God, so he reserved it specially for the gold-swallowing monster ape. He first used his sword skills to attack the opponent's heart energy, causing a flaw in the opponent's mental defense. At this time, the sword energy locked onto the monster ape and flew down. Enjoy and go!
Xiang Yuan opened his eyes red, roared angrily, and used a secret method to activate the burning of blood and essence, raising his defense to the extreme. Of course, he recognized the Taoist's unique slashing move that had brought him humiliation and heart-wrenching hatred.
Raise the stick and connected left arm, and block it upward.
The scene in front of him was more than exactly the same as when he was in the wild wilderness. The extreme humiliation almost made him vomit blood.
In the end, he was back to square one, and he was simply humiliating himself!
The sword energy was like a rainbow, cutting off the thicker metal rod and the monster orangutan's thicker left arm. When the monster orangutan seized the opportunity and took a step to the side, thinking that he had escaped, a transparent sword energy came out. With lightning speed, it shot into the monster ape's left eye, piercing its brain and destroying its soul.
"Zhang Xiaoyou, please give me some face..."
Below the dark peak, the belated voice of the ape roar came.
The half-cut rod fell from Xiang Yuan's hand, and he covered his bleeding left eye with a face full of disbelief. He stumbled back, hit the cliff, rolled and fell to the bottom of the cliff, and his extremely strong body fell out. There was a dull sound of metal colliding all the way.
Zhang Wenfeng sheathed his sword, held his hand in his hand and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, but Zhang failed to stop his hand in time and hurt fellow Daoist Suangyuan." He wrote the word "hurt" lightly.
It was obvious that the old ape wanted to kill the demon with the sword, and he just took advantage of it.
After a while, the ethereal voice of the ape roar came: "That's all, apes are not as good as humans at a distance, so I can't blame you. When the time comes, I will go over to the Gold-Swallowing Demon Ape Club and explain it to them."
Zhang Wenfeng replied: "Trouble Mr. Yuan."
The old ape pointed out that this matter would not be covered up for him, and he did not need to cover it up. From now on, if the gold-swallowing demon apes want revenge, they can just come over and he will follow them.
The sun is setting in the sky, and the twilight is amiable in the mountains.
The sound of chanting resounded in the wilderness again, full of compassion and peace.
The mountain breeze is cold and cannot blow away the smell of blood here.
Zhang Wenfeng threw paper money into the air. In the darkness, the flying paper money turned into balls of orange flames.
His heart is as calm as water, and he offers repose for the souls of the deceased.
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