Awkward!!

The Yellow Turban Powerful Man who was entangled with the "Blood Spirit Spell" made a ghost cry, which was definitely not something that could be made from paper. I suddenly realized that the Yellow Turban Powerful Man I killed before was just a talisman power. He had no self-thinking and only relied on the external force of magic. At most, he was stronger and thicker.

When facing Zhao Zihan, she must be unable to handle her horse fairy, so she was so powerful under my peach wood sword.

But this is different, I obviously feel that something is controlling it! But it is definitely not a simple soul or a wronged spirit.

The Yellow Turban Strongman struggled to break my Blood Spirit Spell, but how could it be so easy to make it succeed?

I almost grinned and carried the peach wood sword, trying to split it apart.

But before I could do it, there was a rolling sound of wind on both sides.

Damn it, I forgot that there are three more!

I kicked the back of the Yellow Turban Rex in front, and with the help of this recoil force, the man leaned back.

The long sword is like a knife, stabbing backwards with the momentum.

bite!

Sure enough, the remaining three Yellow Turban heroes actually surrounded me in the center. After my sword went down, I narrowly avoided its head-on attack.

A whistling sound came from above my scalp, and I quickly let go, let go of my arms to the sides and avoided its frontal hammer.

Boom!

My scalp was numb. I wonder how strong the hands of the Yellow Turban Strongman behind me were. It felt like two sledgehammers hitting the cement board. The gravel that burst out passed by my scalp, and a few pieces hit the back of my neck, making it so painful.

At this time, I had already landed on the ground and rolled to the side, not daring to delay, so I raised my foot and kicked the strongman who was attacking me from the side with the feeling.

puff!

I kicked it right away, and then took advantage of this force to get out of three or four meters away. Then I turned over and jumped up and ran.

Go to your grandma, I am the top in the world and can't withstand the bombardment of four "tanks". Especially now, this situation is extremely unacceptable to me. After all, I can't see it, which greatly reduces my strength. I don't have the ability to listen to the wind in other martial arts novels.

I swayed around the Yellow Turban Strong several times, and did not dare to use the Spirit Blood Curse easily again. Several tentative attacks and dangerous avoidance gave me a clear feeling that these upgraded versions of the Yellow Turban Strong should be a combined attack lineup.

I thought of a ghost in my mind that can achieve such an effect, that is, the soul of the soldiers.

Being able to cooperate and complement each other so skillfully is not something that ordinary vengeful spirits can do. Only when I have been a soldier and have been on the battlefield, not only are I am murderous, but I am also familiar with the skills of combat formation coordination. No wonder I have tried to break through a gap many times, but I have failed repeatedly. It is not that I am not strong enough, but that my method is wrong.

Gripping my teeth and going around to the edge of the roof as much as possible. The black fog here is not as rich as the center. Although I am worried about Zhao Zihan's safety, I cannot put myself in danger. If I die, Zhao Zihan will definitely die, and there is my future wife downstairs! I also have to consider Wen Yi.

Somehow, after waking up, I always feel something is wrong. I feel that my thinking is becoming clearer and clearer, and my rationality is a bit terrible. I no longer treat things so emotionally. I don’t know whether this is good or bad for me. I don’t even know if I can still face it as calmly as before when I face death. No, I should say that I will face it with gritted teeth. Instead of choosing to retreat rationally, I couldn’t help but shudder. Are the gods in the sky also like me? The more advanced my cultivation is, the weaker my feelings are? In the end, it is completely rational that dominates myself? The judgment of the true nature of things is no longer based on emotions? There will be no more times when I get angry because of emotions? Calculate everything from time to time? Calculate everything?

While running, I patted my cheeks horizontally with a peach wood sword. The cold peach wood sword brought me back to this tense battlefield.

It was getting darker and darker, and I knew it was the darkness before dawn.

Unfortunately, it was snowing and I couldn't see the East Qi Mingxing.

I wandered on the edge of the rooftop, and every step seemed to be carefully calculated. The ice arc formed by the melting snow particles could not make me lose even once. I am definitely wandering on the dividing line of death now. As long as I calculate it wrongly, I may fall from the 20-story building and fall to pieces in a few seconds.

I squinted my eyes and judged in my heart how to break the battle formation composed of four soldiers. I really haven't experienced these, and I even felt a little resentful about why Li Si passed on the knowledge about military tactics.

Suddenly, a sound of cannons in the distance made me realize something. Perhaps those steel tanks finally could not stop the mutant zombies from the footsteps, and shells became the main theme of this battlefield. The smell of killing and gunpowder suddenly spread from the entire city. People outside had no feeling of inventing the feeling of being in this city. That was really a rhythm of waiting for death!

I took a deep breath, and the thought that had just formed in my mind immediately turned into action.

I pointed my sword to the southeast, stepped on the seven stars on the edge of the rooftop covered with thin ice. The wound on my left middle finger was squeezed out again and I even bit the tip of my tongue. Both of them applied to the sides of the peach wood sword in my right hand: "The glorious heavenly power leads to the southeast of the thunder, the sound of winter thunder, the heavenly thunder sees it! Fall!"

Rumble!!!

The rolling dark clouds in the sky overlapped and rubbed each other, making waves of roars, and thunder dragons circling between the clouds. My long sword was towards the sky, and my left hand rubbed my fingers like a sword and pulled it towards the peach wood sword.

Thunders of glorious heaven were flying like dragons and snakes, flying in the clouds above my head.

"Come!!!" I shouted.

Click!!

A flash of lightning fell from the sky!

I jumped up with my sword, and the sword light on the peach wood sword was even better.

Buzz!!!

The sky thunder fell on the sword, and a surging, destructive force began to be transmitted from the tip of the sword. I quickly circulated the "source" in my heart. A large amount of magic power burst out, and I rushed along my meridians to the peach wood sword in my right hand as if I had no money.

The strong pressure is like someone moving my arms hard, trying to press down on me and the sword in my palm. That is the power of heavenly thunder!! It is the supreme magic method to break obstacles and break evil.

"Go!" I bit open the wound on my tongue again and forced a mouthful of thick blood to spew it out. The brilliant divine thunder is like a prison and a mighty man. If an ordinary person like me wants to control the divine thunder, I actually paid two mouthfuls of essence and blood.

The long sword guided the man in mid-air, and the roaring man was entangled with the brilliant light of lightning. At this time, I came to the world like a god. The brilliant thunder magic shocked all the ghosts and monsters in the entire C city, and even those fairies who came out of the horse shivered unconsciously. Such a powerful power was definitely not what they wanted.

As the sword guided, the lightning wrapped around me rushed down like a ferocious wolf, in the direction guided by the sword.

Crack! Crack!!

The crisp thunder sounded endlessly, and the screams of soldiers' souls came from the black fog.

"The four bullshit evil ghost formations are like local chickens and tiles under the sky thunder." The sky thunder dissipated from me, and I quickly fell down. As I was about to fall from the rooftop of more than 20 floors, I reached out and patted the edge of the rooftop, and turned over like a kite, and flipped onto the rooftop. I didn't dare to delay a mouthful of plunging into the black fog.

I don’t believe that those four soldiers’ souls can survive under the thunder.

"Zhao Zihan!" I shouted and rushed in the direction I remembered.

Bang!

I bumped into the platform, and my heart was relaxed, and I could be considered to have found it.

The magic power was activated, which made the Peach Wood Sword suddenly brighter, and the bright light shone within one meter of the surrounding area to see things.

Zhao Zihan curled up under the ritual platform, still not knowing the human affairs.

The incense burning on the platform was burning, three black smoke that the gods used to incense were rolling, and a black-skinned pottery bowl that looked a little old, rolling like oil in a black-skinned pottery, bursting out of the inside. The four corners of the platform were suppressed by skeletons of four animals, "turtle, snake, cat, and chicken", and a trace of ghost energy was emitted from it.

I snorted coldly: "Thousand-year-old ghosts are so inequality!"

With the sword in my hand, I shone with light and pointed the tip of the sword downwards, aiming at the pottery bowl that was still shining with black bubbles.

Click...

The pottery bowl was broken, and the black water was still bubbled and flowed all over the table, and then before I could figure out why.

Suddenly, four crisp sounds were heard, and the four skulls at the corner of the table cracked, and four rays of light shot out in four directions.

not good!

I was shocked and realized that I had done something wrong. How could I be so careless? I wish I could give myself a mouth! But it was too late, and the four lights were heading in four directions, and my hands were also stuck to the peach wood sword, which was even more like being fixed on the platform.

No matter how shaking the sword body trembled, it was impossible to break free from that force.

A burst of crazy laughter came from my ears: "Do you still remember it? That day I asked the God, how can these four evil ghost formations be used to ascend to gods with ghosts. The God, responding to me, use the alternation of good and evil, and the four divine beasts to suppress the power of the four directions. The undead in the array turns into evil ghosts, and it cannot be broken. The person with the eyes of the formation has the power of the God. Thank you for wishing me to form a formation. If all the millions of creatures in this city can turn into evil ghosts, I will definitely surpass the power of the God in the past. Hahahaha!! I will kill the God's head with my hand to repay you!!"

ah!!!

I shouted out angrily: "Bastard!!"

But the crazy laughter had already passed away, leaving only my angrily yelling!!

Bastard! I was fooled. The words I used before to mistakenly think that breaking this black formation was the four evil ghost formation. I was blinded by the numbers and the Yellow Turban Strongman, and I didn't consider that this was just a trick used by the other party.

The suction force on the peach wood sword gradually dissipated, and I felt like I was using the peach wood sword to slash the magic platform in front of me, but so what? The big mistake has been cast, and I don’t know what the four evil ghost formations are. But the laughing bastard said that the millions of people have turned into evil ghosts, and he knew how vicious this formation is.
Chapter completed!