At this time, the gate of Fulousha suddenly opened, and a group of soldiers rushed out, all wearing golden armor and holding Zen staffs. They actually ran towards Zhang Fei, trying to capture him!
Zhou Yu here immediately snorted coldly: "Here comes the fire!"
Immediately, the sky turned red, and in the blink of an eye, it was extremely red. The fireballs fell one after another, and a wall of fire was erected in front of Zhang Fei. It immediately burned those golden-armored Buddhist soldiers back, and they fled back to the city in a panic.
The defenders of Fulousha were defeated when they went out to fight. Soon there were experts holding Zen staffs and holding them at the four corners of the city. The Fulousha city immediately gained a strong and solid aura.
Zhuge Liang sent his troops to shoot several rounds of arrows from a distance, but saw that after all the arrows approached the Fulousha city wall, they were immediately repelled by an invisible barrier and fell to the ground one after another.
Guo Jia immediately frowned: "What an amazing skill. It can actually strengthen the city wall. How do we attack it?"
Zhou Yu triggered the heavenly fire again, hoping to attack Fulousha with fire, but several great monks sat on the ground and chanted sutras loudly. The Zen staffs shook from time to time, and they cooperated with each other to prevent Zhou Yu's fire from breaking through.
"This Buddhist secret formation requires a fierce general to break through the air and kill the monks above it before it can be broken. Which general is willing to try it?"
After Zhuge Liang observed it for a while, he suddenly turned around and asked.
Zhang Fei frowned: "Kill from the air? I can't."
All the generals shook their heads, but Guan Yu raised his sword and mounted his horse and said with a smile: "He is good at killing generals. No matter how high he is in the sky or on the earth, he can't escape from the sword! Military advisor, go ahead!"
The drums in the army were beating loudly, and the red rabbit horse galloped like lightning, quickly rushing to the bottom of the city, slashing the air with a knife, and an invisible force flew out.
A monk above didn't know what was going on. He was looking at him blankly when he was suddenly split open by an invisible energy.
The man split into two, the Dharma dispersed, the Zen staff fell, and the city's defense was immediately reduced.
"Yun Chang is indeed a fierce general in this world! This sword is so powerful!" Zhang Liao looked at Guan Yu and couldn't help but sigh.
Zhuge Liang showed approval, and several others were also excited to see it.
The war horse did not stop, and immediately carried Guan Yu to another corner of the city. After arriving, Guan Yu struck again.
The monk was obviously on guard this time. He immediately chanted sutras loudly and held his Zen staff in front of himself.
However, the reputation of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword cannot be overshadowed.
pin!
With a crisp sound, the monk's prayer power was easily broken by Guan Yu. The Zen staff was also cut into two pieces at the same time, and the great monk was still split in half.
"Awesome, awesome!" Guo Jia couldn't help but clap his hands.
"Yun Chang specializes in restraining these people. That kind of strange power can't stop his sword at all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Guan Yu killed another monk. After a while, the last monk was also easily taken down.
As the monks on the four corners were beheaded, Zhuge Liang immediately waved his feather fan, and the army immediately attacked and rushed directly to the city. All armies immediately began to attack the city walls and gates.
At this moment, another monk came out. They were all fat-headed and big-eared, with smiles on their faces, and prayer beads on their hands. After climbing up the city wall, they saw that the Wei generals had climbed into the air.
He was about to approach the city wall, but he didn't panic. He immediately started to stir his rosary beads, and a hurricane rolled up around him. The soldiers carried on the ladder were immediately swept away and fell to the ground. Many soldiers were smashed and their heads were bleeding.
As a result, this attack was repelled again.
Guan Yu snorted coldly, then galloped out again, and was about to strike out with a knife in the air, but unexpectedly, the monk above rolled down with strange force, and a hurricane suddenly rolled around him. The red rabbit was frightened and immediately ran away. Guan Yu returned without success.
"Military advisor, what should we do now?" Everyone immediately turned their attention to Zhuge Liang.
Zhuge Liang smiled slightly: "Liang, you have your own magic method!"
So he ordered people to build a platform and performed the exercises on the platform. The arrows from the top were fired frequently and disappeared into the clouds. After the feather fan shook slightly, black clouds came from the distance, and there seemed to be countless black-armored magic soldiers in the clouds.
"Watch me borrow the east wind to blow up their trick!"
Zhuge Liang pointed at the monks above, and these strange winds immediately swept them in. The expressions of the monks suddenly changed, and they all moved their beads quickly, and hurricanes rolled up, hoping for the east wind summoned by Zhuge Liang. Unexpectedly, the hurricanes appeared.
After the roaring east wind, not only was it unable to break the situation, but it was swept up by the east wind, making it even more powerful!
After a burst of screams, a piece of torn flesh appeared on the spot, and all the monks died.
Guo Jia looked at Zhuge Liang again and suddenly frowned: "Commander, I learned the art of looking at qi today, but I feel like your lifespan has been shortened!"
Zhuge Liang sighed slightly: "Although we are scribes, we all have mystical skills. However, this skill is connected with luck. If you kill too many animals, your luck will be lost and your life span will be damaged. If the method is more cruel, the consequences will be
More serious."
"I tore those people apart just now, and my life span has already been shortened by ten years. Fortunately, my fortune in the Wei Dynasty is now at its peak, and my life span has increased a lot recently. The ten years I lost have nothing to do with it."
While everyone was talking, someone appeared on the city wall again. He had long eyebrows and was completely white. He turned out to be an old monk.
Wearing a golden cassock, he looks majestic.
The monk came from the top of the city, and when he reached the bottom of the city, the Zen staff suddenly hit the ground, causing the Wei soldiers to stagger.
"This monk is very strong!" Zhang Fei frowned, with a look of fear on his face.
"Poor monk, Archisilaus! Today I want to experience the power of Dongtu!"
He sat cross-legged on the ground, connected to the city behind him, motionless as a mountain, revealing a powerful aura.
"Everyone, who can fight with him?" Zhuge Liang asked.
Xu Chu shouted: "I'm coming!"
He immediately rode on his war horse, holding a big sword, and went straight to the old monk. He raised a sword in his hand, and there was a strong momentum on the sword, as if it could shake the mountains.
The old monk chanted sutras in a low voice, waiting for Xu Chu's sword to come, but suddenly he raised his head and shouted "Bro". Xu Chu and his sword were suddenly hit by a huge force and flew backwards thirty feet. He sat down on his horse to watch.
Because of this roar, his head was shattered and blood flowed, and he fell to the ground dead.
Zhang Liao was furious when he saw this: "The bald donkey must die!"
He clapped his horse and rushed out, stabbing the old monk with his crescent halberd. The weapon made a sound of wind and thunder. His whole figure looked like a tiger, with extraordinary momentum.
However, the monk repeated his old trick. Although Zhang Liao prepared for a while, he was still knocked back by the sound!
"I'll do it!" Dian Wei's eyes showed murderous intent and he stood up suddenly, wanting to fight.
However, Zhuge Liang immediately stopped him: "Don't even go up!
Guo Jia stared at the monk for a while, suddenly a look of astonishment appeared on his face, and said, "Let me try it."
Immediately, Guo Jia's body surged out with a grayish-white air, which was mottled with ghosts and shadows!
"In the past, I was born with jealousy, but now I use it as a talent. I can activate the art of jealousy, fight for my life, and kill powerful enemies!"
As this gray-white energy left his body, Guo Jia's whole body became a hundred times more energetic.
When the monk opposite saw this gray-white aura, his face showed fear. He suddenly started chanting sutras loudly and flipping the rosary beads with both hands. However, the golden bell on the Zen staff vibrated violently as if facing a powerful enemy!
However, Guo Jia just sneered: "Can chanting sutras block the destiny of heaven?"